A few doubts flashed through Meng Ji's mind, but before he could think about them, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

At the same time, a spurt of blood gushed from his mouth.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Meng Ji felt the pain lessen and slightly raised his head to steady himself.

Before he could regain his footing, someone appeared in Meng Ji's line of sight.

Dressed in flowing white robes, her face was veiled by mist, making it impossible to discern her expression.

It was Wu Er.

The moment Meng Ji saw Wu Er, his mind cleared up considerably, and he realized why he was in the sky.

It was Wu Er who kicked Meng Ji up there!

Despite the pain, Meng Ji spoke, "You are..."

Before he could finish speaking, Meng Ji's expression suddenly contorted, and then he felt a wave of dizziness.

"Bang!!!"

After a deafening roar, a huge crater appeared in the Beidou Palace complex.

Something just fell from the sky and landed in the Beidou Palace complex.

First came the fire, then the loud noise, which attracted many cultivators from Pengshan. They all summoned their magical treasures and flew over to see what had happened.

In the middle of the huge crater, Meng Ji lay on the ground, covered in blood.

Although it was covered in blood, it still had a breath, and a lot of demonic energy was released with each breath.

"A demon king at the Dao Integration Realm?!"

The people who had gathered around also saw Meng Ji, but after sensing his demonic aura, they all stopped in their tracks.

Although Meng Ji was already seriously injured, the demon king at the Dao Integration Realm still frightened the other cultivators so much that they dared not step forward.

Suddenly, a white figure descended from the sky and landed on the ground.

"Sect Leader!"

The arriving cultivators were all startled when they saw Wu Er's face, which was shrouded in mist. They then bowed their heads and cried out in unison.

Wu Er ignored them and slowly walked towards Mengji...