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"Waaah... I want to go back, I don't want to go any deeper!" A female disciple from the Valley of Heartbreak suddenly broke down and cried out upon seeing everyone's miserable state.

"I'm not leaving either! I don't want to get hurt for nothing!"

"We haven't even found the treasure yet, and everyone's already injured. Who knows what dangers lie ahead?"

……

Once one disciple took the lead, all the other disciples with the same idea started to clamor.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash! What cultivation is without risks?" Mu Tianhuo of the Burning Flame Sect suddenly cursed angrily, releasing his Xuanling Realm aura, which instantly silenced the Demon Suppression Tower.

"Senior Brother Mu, please calm down for now!" Han Bingbing from Jueqing Valley frowned and said with a solemn expression, "The disciples of each sect are now severely injured and have very little spiritual power left. This fourth level is probably fraught with danger as well."

"How about... we retreat for now? We can make plans after everyone has rested and recuperated?" Her voice was tinged with weariness and worry, and her eyes were full of concern as she looked at everyone.

Wu Angwang of Yunxia Sect widened his eyes, his face resolute, and retorted in a gruff voice, "We've come this far, are we going to back down now? Then all the suffering we've endured so far will have been for nothing!"

"We, the Cloud Mist Sect, have no cowards who back down in the face of battle!" He waved his thick arms, as if to use his strength to prove his determination.

Everyone expressed their opinions, and the debate raged on. Some disciples looked fearful and advocated retreating; others were filled with enthusiasm and were determined to continue.

Feng Jianzong Jian Qi's face was full of contemplation. After a moment, he said, "But given our current situation, it would be too risky to rush in. But if we give up now, we will be unwilling to do so."

"Narcissus, what's your opinion?" He looked at Mengyao beside him.

"In my opinion, we should all rest here for a while before venturing deeper! Since this place is called the Demon Suppression Tower, if any demons emerge, even if we can't defeat them, we can at least investigate. Otherwise, there might be other troubles!"

As the disciple with the highest cultivation level among all sects, Mengyao naturally has a greater sense of the big picture.

“What the Water Fairy said makes sense. In that case, let’s rest for a bit, and then we’ll explore one more level. If it’s too dangerous, we’ll retreat and inform the Demon Suppression City Guardian!”

Jian Qi thought Meng Yao's words made a lot of sense, so he finally decided to continue exploring the Demon Suppression Tower. Of course, he still needed to rest.

Just as the disciples of various sects were adjusting their state, Fan Tong, who was not far from the Demon Suppression Tower, finally finished refining the golden spiritual power transformed from the demonic energy of the thirty demon cultivators devoured by the Yama Ancient Sword!

"This is truly a great place for me to quickly improve my cultivation!" Fan Tong took a deep breath and, sensing the changes in his dantian space, couldn't help but exclaim.

At this moment, his cultivation had reached the fourth level of the Profound Spirit Realm, and his dantian space had shrunk to a radius of six hundred miles, with the spiritual liquid inside as thick as soup.

"Almost there! We'll be at the trap soon!" Fan Tong took out a map to check it, then got up and hurried on his way.

……

An hour later, the disciples from various sects finished their meditation. Everyone looked grim. Although some were reluctant, they all headed towards the fourth level.

As they stepped into the fourth level, an unprecedentedly powerful pressure swept over them. In the center of this level, a colossal ultimate demonic creature was coiled.

Its body was as large as a mountain, its massive form seemingly filling the entire space. Its jet-black skin resembled hard armor, gleaming with a metallic sheen.

The monster's eyes were like two burning will-o'-the-wisps, flashing with an evil light that made people afraid to look directly at it.

The disciples of each sect dared not slack off and unleashed their strongest moves to attack the demon.

The disciples of the Wind Sword Sect moved like lightning, their swords flashing in a blur. Jian Qi launched the first attack, his longsword gleaming with dazzling light, its sword energy like a rainbow, aimed straight at the demon's eyes.

However, the demon easily dodged the fierce attack by simply turning its head. It opened its blood-red maw and spewed out a cloud of black smoke, instantly engulfing several Wind Sword Sect disciples.

The disciples cried out in pain through the smoke. When the smoke cleared, they collapsed to the ground, their faces blackened, clearly poisoned.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Jian Qi dodged the monster's subsequent attacks with a flash, and at the same time, he twirled his longsword and thrust it at the monster again.

The disciples of the Mulan Sect roared and charged forward, wielding heavy weapons, each strike carrying immense force.

Lin Musen gripped the giant axe tightly with both hands, leaped high into the air, and brought it down fiercely on the monster's head. A loud clang rang out as the axe struck the monster's head, sending sparks flying, but it failed to inflict any real damage.

The monster swung its giant claws, sweeping towards Lin Musen. Lin Musen hurriedly used his giant axe to block, but the powerful force still knocked him back dozens of steps, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood stained the axe handle red.

Lin Musen roared and charged forward again, engaging in a fierce battle with the monster.

The disciples of the Burning Flame Sect continuously unleashed fire magic, attempting to trap the demon with a sea of ​​fire.

Mu Tianhuo waved her hands and chanted incantations. A huge ball of flame flew from her hands, transforming into a fire dragon that rushed towards the demon.

The demon, however, calmly flicked its tail, scattering the fire dragon. The black smoke emanating from its body seemed to absorb the power of the flames, rendering the attacks of the Burning Flame Sect disciples ineffective.

But Mu Tianhuo did not give up. His eyes were firm, and he formed hand seals again, summoning an even more powerful fire storm in an attempt to suppress the demon.

The disciples of Fengqing Sect also unleashed their unique skills, their magical light crisscrossing in the air. Mengyao's sword gleamed, shooting beams of sword energy towards the demonic creature, attempting to slow its counterattack.

However, the demon suddenly went berserk amidst the siege of the disciples from various sects, and its combat power instantly increased.

Its body trembled violently, and the black light emanating from it grew even more intense. Its eyes became even more bloodshot, and the black smoke it spewed from its mouth became thicker and more deadly.

It suddenly swung its claw, creating a gust of wind that instantly sent several disciples flying, crashing into the wall and spitting out blood.

Then, it opened its mouth wide and let out a deafening roar. The sound waves impacted everyone's minds, causing many disciples to lose their senses for a moment.

Seeing that the crowd was struggling to resist, Mengyao gave a low shout and stepped forward.

She formed a hand seal, and a dazzling light emanated from her hands, transforming into a shield that stood before everyone.

But the demon suddenly swung its sword with tremendous force, shattering the shield and sending Mengyao flying. She lost her balance in mid-air, her delicate body flying backward, her face pale.

The monster, spurred even more ferocious by the counterattack of the shield, chased after Mengyao as she flew backward, its giant claw whistling as it reached for her.

"No! Senior Sister Mengyao, be careful!" Biluo, seeing this from a distance, cried out in alarm!

Just as Mengyao was about to be hit, at this critical moment, Fan Tong rushed over like lightning.

He pulled Mengyao away, avoiding the monster's fatal blow.

"You're here? I knew you were alright!" Mengyao finally felt relieved when she saw Fan Tong appear.

"My God! Fan Tong, how did you get to the Human-Demon Battlefield?" Bi Luo ran to Meng Yao's side, looking at Fan Tong with surprise!

"We'll catch up later, everyone please be quiet, I have something important to say!"

While dodging the attacks of the demons, Fan Tong shouted loudly to the disciples of various sects!