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"What? It's you!" Master Haoyang looked around, then his gaze settled on Feng Qingyang!

"I never expected that the coward who only knew how to hide his abilities and bide his time back then would actually be able to break through to the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm!"

Although Master Haoyang spoke calmly, there was an unconcealable panic in his eyes.

Even with the support of demonic energy, his cultivation level is only at the peak of the second level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm!

Don't underestimate the difference; as cultivation progresses, even the smallest gap becomes magnified infinitely!

"Sigh! I didn't want to be the one to stick my neck out, what a pity! Since that's how it is, then you can rest in peace and go on your way!"

Feng Qingyang first struck out with a palm, killing the elder of the Burning Flame Sect who was fighting against him, and then faced off against Haoyang Zhenren!

"Damn it! Feng Qingyang, you old scoundrel!" Master Haoyang cursed angrily, then ignored the other disciples and ran straight into the distance.

"Haoyang, you don't understand. Although I don't understand much either, I'm still better than you!" Feng Qingyang took a step forward and instantly arrived behind Haoyang Zhenren.

A silent palm strike sent Haoyang spitting out blood!

"Hold on, everyone! The demon reinforcements are coming soon!" Yunxia Sect's Wushang shouted hoarsely when he saw Haoyang coughing up blood, his face full of tension and anxiety.

"Don't even think about it, today is your death day!" Daoist Mulan Zongtong formed hand seals and unleashed a powerful wood-type spell, with a willow branch enveloping the enemy.

The willow branches, sharp as swords, pierced the enemy's camp.

"Feng Qingyang, don't be so smug! Even if I die, you won't be able to roam freely for long! This Northern Region will eventually belong to the Demon Clan!"

Master Haoyang spat out another mouthful of blood and exclaimed "Pah!"

"Truly deeply entrenched in demonic possession! In that case, you shall die!" Seeing Haoyang Zhenren's appearance, Feng Qingyang said no more and struck down with his palm!

"Human! You've broken the rules!" Just as Haoyang Zhenren was about to be killed, a dark figure appeared instantly and rescued him!

"Your Excellency! You've come at just the right time!" Hao Yang was so happy to be rescued that he almost cried tears of joy.

"Hmph! You're all useless! You suffered a defeat on the human-demon battlefield, and now I have to clean up your mess!" The Venerable One cursed Haoyang, then looked at Feng Qingyang again.

"I didn't break any rules, but you! As a Saint-Demon Realm cultivator, how dare you make a move in the Northern Region? Aren't you afraid of being punished?"

Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly. The Saint Demon Realm demon in front of him was putting a lot of pressure on him, so he couldn't afford to be careless.

"Don't worry! I know the rules better than you!" The Venerable One snorted coldly, then waved his hands, and several demons appeared not far behind him!

"Hahaha, you lowly human, don't be so arrogant!" Several tall demon experts, exuding intense demonic energy, roared over.

Their figures appeared like black whirlwinds, instantly appearing above the battlefield.

One of the demon experts waved his hands, and a black demonic flame surged towards the encircling army like a torrent.

The demonic flames were incredibly hot, seemingly capable of incinerating everything. Everyone hurriedly cast spells to defend themselves; multicolored light collided with the black demonic flames, creating a massive explosion.

Another demon expert wielded a giant demonic axe and swung it violently. The powerful force stirred up a gale, which was mixed with black demonic mist. Many human disciples were thrown to the ground. They rolled on the ground, groaning in pain.

Seeing this, the experts from various sects rushed towards the demon experts, and an even fiercer battle ensued.

The Pavilion Master of Lingyin Pavilion began to play his ancient zither, and the music transformed into sharp blades that shot towards the demon experts. The music was clear and melodious, but the power it contained was extremely strong.

However, the demon expert's armor was incredibly tough, easily blocking the attack, and the sound of the zither sparked as it struck the armor.

The Beast Taming Sect leader commanded powerful demonic beasts to charge towards the demon race. These beasts were enormous with sharp fangs.

But the demon experts unleashed strange magic, throwing the monsters into chaos. The monsters roared and attacked each other, losing their original fighting power.

"Damn it, these demons are too strong!" Tong Daoren said through gritted teeth, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he still refused to back down.

"No matter how strong they are, we cannot back down!" Fengjian Sect's Jian Wuhen roared, charging towards the demons once more.

His body was covered in wounds, but his fighting spirit only grew stronger.

Seeing that everyone was about to be overwhelmed by the fighting of several demon experts, Feng Qingyang was about to make a move when the Saint Demon Realm demon in front of him suddenly spoke up.

"My demon warriors, spare their lives for now, and escort the Burning Flame Sect and the Cloud Mist Sect away from here!"

Clearly, the demons of the Holy Demon Realm were afraid that if Feng Qingyang made a move, they would be bound by the rules and suffer a loss!

"Everyone, please stop!" Seeing this, Feng Qingyang had no choice but to call a halt to the fighting between the various sects!

Subsequently, under the protection of the demon race, the Burning Flame Sect and the Cloud Mist Sect arrived at a place near the Western Regions.

The area is characterized by rolling hills and treacherous terrain, surrounded by a desolate desert, rarely visited by humans.

The disciples of both sects began busily setting up camp and constructing fortifications. They used rocks and timber to build houses and construct defensive works.

The disciples of the Burning Flame Sect used fire magic to melt the hard rock and create a sturdy city wall. Flames roared, heat waves rolled, and the rock gradually deformed under the high temperature, flowing into a solid shape.

The disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect used the power of the rosy light to create a mesmerizing barrier around the camp to prevent outsiders from spying on it.

The rosy clouds danced in the air like ribbons, weaving intricate patterns. Each ray of light contained a mysterious power, enveloping the entire camp in a hazy glow.

In order to fully integrate into the demon race, the two sects decided to transform their base into a place filled with demonic energy.

The disciples of the Burning Flame Sect set up a demonic fire array around the camp. The black flames burned year-round, emitting billowing black smoke and a pungent odor.

The flames seemed to come from hell, eerie and malevolent. They flickered and crackled, sending chills down one's spine.

The disciples of the Cloud Mist Sect fused the rosy light with demonic energy, causing eerie purplish-red clouds to frequently appear in the sky, creating an oppressive and terrifying atmosphere.

These clouds constantly change shape, sometimes resembling ferocious monsters, sometimes like distorted human faces, making people tremble with fear.

They also built golems in the camp. The golems were tall and ferocious, with their eyes flashing with an eerie red light, which sent chills down people's spines.

The golem's body was covered in demonic runes, from which flowed dark power, as if telling an evil curse.

The ground was also covered with various magical runes, from which flowed black magic power, writhing as if alive. Whenever someone walked by, the runes would flicker slightly, emitting an unsettling aura.

After a period of transformation, the once desolate settlement became filled with demonic energy, eerie and terrifying. Even passing birds dared not approach, fearing they would be devoured by this evil aura.

"Sect Master Feng, are we just supposed to watch like this?" Jian Wuhen of the Fengjian Sect asked anxiously, looking at the scene before him.

"There's no other way! If we force that old demon of the Saint Demon Realm to make a move, we'll all be doomed!"

Feng Qingyang glanced at the woods not far away, where the demons from the Saint Demon Realm were currently located!

"Sigh! There's nothing we can do but report it to the Central Region and wait for someone from there to come!"

Jian Wuhen sighed, and then disappeared from the spot together with Feng Qingyang!