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Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Fan Tong and Meng Yao spent three sweet days together!

After bidding farewell to their respective sects, these young disciples from the Northern Region arrived at the meeting point!

Without further ado, the envoy from the Central Region led a hundred outstanding talents from the Northern Region on their journey back to the Central Region.

As the disciples stared in disbelief, the Central Region envoy waved his hands, and a colossal creature appeared before them.

"Between the Central Region and the Northern Region lies an endless space, where space is chaotic. Without the assistance of a spatial magic boat, even with high cultivation, it is difficult to cross the spatial barrier!"

Seeing the crowd's curiosity, the envoy from the Central Region patiently explained.

This spatial ark has a unique shape, resembling a giant silver bird, with a streamlined body that gleams with a cold metallic luster.

The prow of the magic boat was sharp like an eagle's beak, as if it could easily pierce through the barriers of the void. Mysterious and intricate runes were carved on both sides of the hull, and these runes occasionally flashed with a ghostly blue light, as if communicating with unknown spatial forces.

As the group boarded the magic boat, they were amazed by its spacious and magnificent interior. The interior was crafted from precious spiritual wood, emitting a faint fragrance, and the floor was covered with soft carpets, making it feel like walking on clouds.

The bulkheads were inlaid with various exotic gems, emitting a soft glow that illuminated the entire space as if it were daytime. Rows of exquisite seats were neatly arranged, inlaid with precious animal hides, soft and comfortable.

However, what shocked them even more was the magical power that allowed the Dharma Boat to traverse space in an instant when it was activated.

With a low shout from the Central Region envoy, the magic boat trembled slightly, and the surrounding space instantly distorted. Everyone felt a flash of light before their eyes, and they found themselves in the endless void.

The Dharma Boat sped through the void like a shooting star streaking across the darkness, with the surrounding stars seemingly receding rapidly.

"Since there's nothing much going on right now, let me tell you about the situation in the Central Region!"

"My cultivation level is Saint Spirit Realm, and you can call me True Person Qinglan! Our destination is Wangtian Pavilion, one of the ten major sects in the Central Region. From now on, you will all be true disciples of Wangtian Pavilion!"

"Don't think you can relax just because you've become true disciples. The battle with the demons is fierce right now. If you don't improve your cultivation as soon as possible, you might not escape death!"

Sitting on the spatial magic boat, Master Qinglan became less unapproachable and began to be more amiable.

Clearly, only those who become disciples of the Wangtian Pavilion are qualified to speak with him; otherwise, even someone as powerful as Feng Qingyang would only be able to deal with him casually.

"Greetings, Master Qinglan. May I ask about the current state of the struggle between the human and demon races in the Central Region?"

Upon hearing Qinglan Zhenren's words, Fan Tong couldn't help but ask, as this was fundamental to his cultivation improvement.

"The Central Region is unlike other places. There, humans and demons are mixed together and have been fighting each other for many years! In the last ten years, for some reason, the demons have begun to massacre human cultivators, causing panic throughout the Central Region!"

"Battles between the two races are frequent. You'll understand the dangers once you reach the Central Region!"

Master Qinglan patiently explained the situation in the Central Region to everyone, analyzing the current circumstances, so that the disciples of each sect could have a general impression of the Central Region.

Just as everyone was immersed in this wonderful experience, a group of dark figures suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking the way of the magic boat.

"Who goes there? How dare you block the way of my Wangtian Pavilion!" Qinglan Zhenren, who was sitting in the space boat, suddenly appeared in front of the boat and questioned loudly.

The demons opposite them all had ferocious faces and exuded a powerful aura of evil. The leader of the demons was tall and muscular, standing in the void like a small mountain.

His skin was an eerie purplish-red, covered with black, demonic patterns, as if it were an ancient, evil curse.

A pair of blood-red eyes gleamed with a fierce light, like a burning fire, sending chills down one's spine.

He held a huge black staff in his hand, its shaft studded with sharp bone spikes, gleaming with a chilling light.

"Stop! Hand over one person from the magic boat, or you won't be leaving!" the leading demon shouted, his voice booming like thunder in the void, making everyone's eardrums ache.

Master Qinglan's expression was solemn, his golden robe fluttering in the void. He stepped steadily out of the magic boat and said loudly, "Your Luo family dares to obstruct the Central Region's magic boat! How dare you! Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the Wangtian Pavilion?"

The demon leader sneered, "One of them carries the curse of my Luo family. He must have killed a direct descendant of my Luo family. Today, we will capture him! So what if it's your Wangtian Pavilion? Don't even think about being arrogant on the edge of the Western Regions!"

Master Qinglan's gaze sharpened, his eyes like swords fixed on the demon leader, and he said, "He is an outstanding disciple of the Northern Region, and he has now come with me to the Central Region. You will not be able to harm him in the slightest."

The demon leader snorted, "Then don't blame us for being impolite. Even if we become enemies with the Wangtian Pavilion today, we will make him pay for his crimes in blood! You should know that it is always my Luo family that bullies others, how could we let him get away with it!"

After saying that, the demon leader flashed and instantly transformed into a black streak of light, rushing towards Qinglan Zhenren with the force of a thunderbolt.

He raised the black staff high in his hand and brought it down with boundless magic and a whistling sound.

Undeterred, Master Qinglan flashed a light in his hand, revealing a longsword radiating divine light. With a flick of his wrist, he met the demon leader's attack with the sword.

With a loud "bang," the two weapons clashed, and the powerful collision generated ripples of energy that caused the surrounding void to tremble.

Space seemed to be torn apart, revealing fine black cracks. Both Master Qinglan and the Demon Leader took a few steps back, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes.

After regaining his footing, the demon leader launched another attack. He wielded his long staff, creating a flurry of shadows that rained down like a storm.

Each strike contained terrifying magic; black light flickered at the tip of the staff, as if it could devour everything.

Master Qinglan moved swiftly, weaving through the shadows of the staff like a ghost. His longsword, as cunning as a serpent, precisely deflected the demon leader's attacks time and again.

The light from the sword collided with the black light from the staff, creating a dazzling display of sparks.

Master Qinglan seized the opportunity and unleashed a set of exquisite sword techniques. The sword moves shimmered like stars, dazzling in their light, each strike containing powerful law energy.

In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed the void, radiating light.

The demon leader was not to be outdone. He enhanced his staff with powerful magic, making his staff techniques even more ferocious and domineering. He chanted incantations, and the demonic runes on his body shimmered with an eerie light, releasing an evil power.

"You're really asking for trouble! Since you don't respect the Luo family, don't blame me!"

Seeing that the attack had failed to break through for a long time, a fierce glint flashed in the demon leader's eyes!

The two exchanged blows, locked in a fierce and evenly matched fight. Master Qinglan's swordsmanship grew increasingly fierce, his sword strikes flowing like a surging river, unending and relentless.

Each of his moves embodies a profound understanding of swordsmanship, leaving viewers in awe.

The demon leader, with his powerful magic and fierce fighting style, contended with Master Qinglan.

After a fierce exchange, both Master Qinglan and the Demon Clan leader were panting heavily. The Central Region envoy's clothes were somewhat disheveled, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Several sword wounds appeared on the demon leader's body, and black blood seeped from the wounds.

Master Qinglan said, "If your Luo family continues to cause trouble today, Wangtian Pavilion will definitely do everything in its power to punish you!"

The demon leader's face was grim, a hint of hesitation flashing in his eyes, but he still said forcefully, "Hmph, you killed members of our Luo family and think you can get away unscathed? It seems you've forgotten the Luo family's style!"

"Men! Move out!"