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Fan Tong once again engaged in a fierce battle with the demon, his eyes fixed on the demon's every move, trying to find that fleeting opening.

On the battlefield, magical light clashed, and sword and axe blades flew in a blur. The demon's powerful demonic flames surged forth, forming a black sea of ​​fire that blocked the enemy's advance.

Fan Tong moved like a ghost through the sea of ​​fire. He wielded the Taiyi Ancient Sword with impenetrable speed, repelling the demonic flames that attacked him one by one.

Sweat soaked his clothes and slid down his resolute face, but his eyes never wavered or hesitated.

Just then, Jian Qi gritted his teeth and once again unleashed the Wind Sword Sect's ultimate technique. His figure transformed into several phantoms, and the longsword in his hand simultaneously stabbed at multiple vital points of the demon.

The demon was forced to focus on dealing with Jian Qi's fierce attack, and a slight gap appeared in his defense.

Lin Musen seized the opportunity, raising his greatsword high with both hands and slashing down at the demon with all his might. This strike carried immense force, forcing the demon to dodge to the side.

Fan Tong, with his sharp eyes, instantly seized the opportunity. He stomped his feet on the ground and shot out like an arrow. He skillfully dodged the demon's outstretched hand, ducked low, and passed under the demon's armpit.

In the instant he passed through, Fan Tong unleashed all his strength, increasing his speed once again, and finally broke through numerous obstacles to get close to the demon.

He flashed forward, as swift as lightning, and grabbed the demon's hand tightly.

Upon seeing this, the demon immediately activated its demonic energy, continuously eroding Fan Tong's body.

"Everyone, let's go!" Fan Tong shouted, and then a standoff ensued with the demon.

"Fan Tong! You must live!"

"Be careful, you haven't tasted the fine wine of my Wind Sword Sect yet!"

"You're a good kid. I, Lin Musen, consider you my brother. If you ever need anything, come to me anytime!"

Upon hearing this, although everyone was very worried, they dared not delay and quickly retreated outside the Demon Suppression Tower.

After everyone left, only Fan Tong and the demon remained inside the Demon Suppression Tower. Silence reigned all around, broken only by the heavy breathing of the two.

"Boy, let's see how long you can withstand my thousand-year-old demonic energy? Just obediently let me refine you!"

The demon chuckled, a cruel look on his face!

"It's still uncertain who will refine whom; let's see who's more powerful!"

After Fan Tong finished speaking, he used the Yama Ancient Sword, which was dripping with saliva, to continuously send streams of golden spiritual power into the demon's body through his hand!

"Damn it! What is this?" The demon felt as if the demonic energy within him had encountered its natural enemy. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his face instantly turned extremely terrified.

His eyes widened, and he muttered to himself, "Something actually happened to it! A great disaster is about to strike!"

Fan Tong remained unmoved, fully cooperating with the Yama Ancient Sword. A powerful suction force began to devour the pure demonic energy within the demon's body.

The demonic energy was continuously absorbed into the sword, and then transformed into pure golden spiritual power, which flowed into Fan Tong's body.

Fan Tong felt a powerful force flowing through his body, his meridians were constantly widening, and his dantian was filled with surging spiritual energy.

Driven by this power, his cultivation level continued to rise, and his aura became increasingly powerful.

Under this double blow, the demon's body gradually weakened, and his originally powerful aura gradually waned.

As Fan Tong continued to urge the Yama Ancient Sword to devour the demonic energy of the demon, the demon's struggles became increasingly powerless.

"No! Impossible! How could you have it? How could I be defeated by a junior like you!" The demon roared in resentment, his voice filled with despair and fear.

Fan Tong gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and exerted all his strength to control the Yama Ancient Sword, not giving the demon the slightest chance to break free.

"Today is your death day. You have committed many evils and you should pay the price for your crimes!" Fan Tong shouted, his eyes filled with determination and resolve.

The demon's body began to shrink gradually, and his once powerful aura became extremely weak. His eyes no longer held the arrogance and ferocity they once had, only deep despair and regret remained.

"I...I'm so unlucky...I thought I could be resurrected smoothly, but I never expected to run into it again! I'm not reconciled!"

The demon's voice grew weaker and weaker until it was extinguished quietly, like a candle flickering in the wind.

When the demon's body completely dissipated, turning into wisps of black smoke that were absorbed by the Yama Ancient Sword, Fan Tong collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

At this moment, although he was extremely exhausted, he was filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

After a moment, Fan Tong forced himself to stand up. He felt the abundant spiritual power within his body, and his cultivation level improved once again, reaching the fifth level of the Profound Spirit Realm!

"This battle, though extremely difficult, was ultimately worthwhile," he thought to himself with satisfaction.

He slowly walked towards the outside of the Demon Suppression Tower, the crimson sunlight from the human-demon battlefield shining on him and illuminating his resolute face.

When Fan Tong walked out of the Demon Suppression Tower, the disciples from various sects who had been waiting outside cheered.

Mengyao was the first to rush over, her eyes filled with concern and joy, "You're alright, that's so good!"

Fan Tong smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the demon has been eliminated, everyone is safe!"

No one asked Fan Tong how he dealt with the demon; everyone has their own secrets, and there's no need to pry.

After recovering from their injuries, everyone headed towards the Demon Suppression City.

As they approached Zhenmo City, they could hear deafening battle cries and billowing smoke in the air.

On the city walls, human warriors were fighting desperately against the surging demon army, their blood staining the walls crimson.

"This is bad! The demons have actually sent a large army to attack Demon Suppression City at this time. It's obviously to coordinate with the operation in the Demon Suppression Tower. They really have been planning this for a long time!" Jian Qi said with a gloomy face.

Fan Tong stared at the cruel scene of the demons before him, a flash of anger in his eyes. "These demons are truly treacherous and cunning!"

Mengyao was also anxious, "Everyone, let's go quickly and relieve some of the pressure on the city!"

The crowd quickened their pace and rushed toward the city gate.

"Follow me and kill!" Lin Musen roared, charging into the enemy ranks first. He wielded his greatsword with great force, instantly cutting down a group of demon soldiers.

Fan Tong and his other disciples also unleashed their unique skills, engaging in fierce battles with the demons and causing chaos in the demons' rear.

"A bunch of scoundrels, they deserve to die!" The demon general's expression changed drastically when he saw the disciples of various sects emerge from the Demon Suppression Tower, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Clearly, their plan in the Demon Suppression Tower failed, and they did not achieve their intended purpose.

Enraged, he disregarded his own cultivation level as a Heavenly Demon Realm cultivator and unleashed a massive palm of powerful demonic energy towards Fan Tong and the others!

In this battlefield, the giant magical hand, like the deepest nightmare under the night sky, slowly rose.

It is woven from pure shadow and demonic power, with lightning and black flames wrapped around its enormous palm. With each step forward, it seems to shake the surrounding space and unleash destructive power.

Not only Fan Tong and the other disciples from various sects, but even the demons within the giant palm's range showed expressions of fear!