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The young disciples of various sects in Zhenmo City gathered together, enduring their inner torment, waiting for the final decision of the major sects of the Northern Region inside the room.

"I think we should still go and take a look. If there really is a treasure, we can greatly improve our strength. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Wu Angwang was filled with excitement, eagerly hoping to enter the legendary land of the demon clan's treasure.

"But what if this is a trap? I don't know if we, with our cultivation levels of several Profound Spirit Realm cultivators, can handle it!"

Han Bingbing's tone was icy, and her words gave people a sense of coldness, but also made people think more deeply.

"With everyone working together, we can be considered a relatively powerful force in this beginner-level human-demon battlefield. In that case, regardless of whether it's a real treasure or not, we can all make a safe retreat!"

Lin Musen of the Mulan Sect patted his muscular body, appearing quite interested.

"I think most of them want to go too. In that case, we should act as a unified force to avoid being defeated one by one. With our Burning Flame Sect disciples here, I'm afraid those treasures won't even be enough for us to burn down!"

Jian Qi glanced at Mu Tianhuo, then looked at Meng Yao, "Water Fairy, what's your opinion?"

"What everyone said earlier makes sense. If that place really is a treasure of the demon race, and we go there to destroy it, regardless of whether we gain anything or not, it will be a huge loss for the demon race. So I suggest that everyone go and take a look!"

"Alright! Since Narcissus also has this intention, let's set off now!"

After listening to Mengyao's words, Jianqi nodded sharply and decided to head to the Demon Clan's treasure.

As noon approached, the disciples of the Northern Region, led by Jian Qi and others, spotted the so-called treasure land of the Demon Clan in the distance.

An ancient stone gate leads directly underground. It is made of dark stone and its surface is covered with ancient runes and mysterious reliefs. It emits a ghostly blue light, giving people a chilling feeling.

The three large characters "Demon Suppression Tower" on the stone gate kept flashing, seemingly telling an ancient legend of suppressing evil forces.

"Let's go in and see what secrets are hidden here!"

After Jian Qi finished speaking, he led the disciples of the Wind Sword Sect into the Demon Suppression Tower first! Seeing this, the disciples of the other sects also proceeded cautiously.

Unbeknownst to them, just as everyone entered the Demon Suppression Tower, the demon cultivators, for some unknown reason, began a full-scale attack on Demon Suppression City, leaving the city's garrison unable to spare any attention for other tasks.

As soon as they entered, the disciples of each sect felt a heavy wave of demonic energy rushing towards them, so thick and pervasive that it was almost impossible to breathe.

The demonic energy seemed to be alive, constantly eroding their protective spiritual power.

Jian Qi cautiously surveyed his surroundings, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, not missing a single subtle movement. A vague unease crept into his heart, an unease that snaked like a cold python within.

Mu Lanzong Lin Musen said loudly, "Why do I feel that there is an evil aura here?" His voice was rough and loud, echoing in the silent tower, with a hint of anxiety.

Mengyao frowned slightly, her beautiful face now filled with seriousness. "Everyone be careful, the situation inside is probably not that simple!" Her voice was clear but full of vigilance.

Before the words were even finished, a large number of demonic creatures derived from demonic energy suddenly surged out from all around. These creatures were of various shapes and sizes, and were terrifying to behold.

Some resemble giant spiders, with eight long legs covered in sharp spikes. Each spike gleams with an eerie dark green light, like will-o'-the-wisps in the night.

Its enormous body was covered in a hard carapace, from which flowed black slime that emitted a pungent stench. The spider's eyes were blood-red, filled with madness and a bloodthirsty desire.

Some resemble a swirling cloud of smoke, yet can instantly coalesce into sharp claws to launch an attack.

The claws were like black blades, whistling sharply as they sliced ​​through the air, as if capable of tearing one's soul apart. The smoky body moved erratically, making it impossible to predict the direction of its attacks.

Others resembled enormous pythons, emanating billowing demonic energy. Their massive bodies writhed, creating gusts of wind, their scales gleaming with a cold luster, as if forged from icy iron.

The python opened its gaping maw and spewed out a black, venomous mist that would rapidly corrode the skin upon contact.

They bared their fangs and claws as they pounced on the disciples of various sects. In an instant, shouts of battle and the roar of spells mingled together inside the Demon Suppression Tower.

The disciples of the Wind Sword Sect swiftly wielded their swords, their sword energy crisscrossing. Jian Qi moved like lightning, his longsword dancing in the air, creating a myriad of sword shadows.

He unleashed the Wind Sword Sect's ultimate technique, "Swift Wind Sword Style." His sword moved with the speed of a gust of wind, each strike leaving a trail of afterimages. His gaze was focused and sharp as he aimed at the eye of a giant spider and stabbed it fiercely, black fluid splattering everywhere.

The spider cried out in pain and lashed out at him with its long legs. Li Yifei dodged to the side, skillfully avoiding the attack, and then swung his sword again, piercing the spider's abdomen.

A disciple of the Wind Sword Sect was struck by a spider's long leg and fell to the ground. He felt a sharp pain, but he quickly got up, a ruthless glint in his eyes, and with a backhand slash, severed the long leg.

Dark green blood spurted out, splashing onto his face, but he did not back down and continued to attack the other monsters.

The disciples of the Mulan Sect, relying on their immense strength, wielded heavy weapons and engaged in fierce combat with the demons. Lin Musen was unstoppable, gripping his giant axe tightly with both hands, the blade gleaming with a cold light.

He roared, charging like an enraged lion towards a group of smoke-like demons. With a swing of his giant axe, a powerful surge of energy shook the very air.

The smoky monster was instantly dispersed by this force, but it quickly reformed and pounced on him. Zhao Gang remained fearless, swinging his giant axe once more, each strike containing immense power.

A disciple of the Mulan Sect was entangled by a serpentine demon; his face turned bright red, and he was having difficulty breathing. His companions rushed over immediately and struck the demon's body with heavy spiked clubs.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes... until the python demon loosened its grip, he was able to catch his breath, and then immediately joined his companions to continue the battle.

The disciples of the Burning Flame Sect unleashed fire magic, attempting to purify the evil demons with flames. Mu Tianhuo danced with his hands, flames erupting from his palms, forming a blazing sea of ​​fire.

The flames, like agile fire dragons, swept towards the demons. A smoke-like demon attempted to break through the sea of ​​fire, but was instantly burned to ashes, turning into a wisp of black smoke and disappearing into the air.

A disciple of the Burning Flame Sect chanted incantations and formed complex hand seals. A massive pillar of flame descended from the sky, like the wrath of a god.

Wherever the pillar of fire went, the monsters were set ablaze, letting out miserable cries.

The disciples from various sects cooperated closely and fought a fierce and arduous battle. Their clothes were soaked with sweat, and their faces were covered with blood and dust, but their eyes remained firm.

Finally, all the monsters on the first floor of the Demon Suppression Tower were killed. The ground was littered with the corpses of monsters, black blood flowing like a river, emitting a nauseating stench.

"Look everyone, the passage is here! Let's continue!" After a short rest, Wu Angwang of the Yunxia Sect excitedly pointed out the passage to the second level!

The disciples exchanged glances, their faces hardening with determination, and cautiously entered the passage.

However, they did not notice that the blood that dripped from their wounds during the fierce battle had mysteriously disappeared.