Master Yuanguang nodded and said, "Thank you for coming to help, Master Luo. Why don't you guard the stupa for our temple?"

"No problem!" Luo Changjiang patted his chest and agreed.

Suddenly, a man in white stepped forward and said, "Master Yuanguang, the Relic Pagoda is not the main target of the demons' attack. Let's stay here and guard it."

"The monks here are enough, and the stupa is also very important, so perhaps..."

Before Master Yuanguang could finish speaking, the man in white suddenly struck Master Yuanguang in the chest with his palm.

The man in white acted too quickly, and it was completely unexpected.

Before Master Yuanguang could react, he was struck by the white-robed man's palm, and blood gushed from his mouth!

The next moment, the man in white suddenly soared into the sky and flew away in a direction far from where he was.

"Master Yuanguang is nothing special; he couldn't even see through my disguise! Hahaha, tomorrow at noon will be the end of your Pulan Temple!"

The man in white laughed loudly and revealed his true colors.

Black smoke billowed around him, and he exuded a strong evil aura. His handsome face kept changing, sometimes turning into a woman, sometimes into an old man.

"The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord! He is the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, one of the Demon General's four most trusted confidants!"

Luo Changjiang roared angrily.

But the ever-changing Demon Lord had already gone far away, and he could no longer catch up with him.

But just then, a streak of light suddenly shot toward the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord.

It is the Evergreen Moon!

Chang Qingyue was extremely fast, and she even used a teleportation technique, arriving in front of the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord in the blink of an eye.

Who are you?!

The ever-changing demon lord roared and slammed his palm into Chang Qingyue's chest.

Chang Qingyue raised her right hand and clashed palms with the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord, saying disdainfully, "Who I am is none of your business. All you need to know is that you're going to die here right now!"

"You think you can kill me so easily?"

The ever-changing demon lord coughed up blood and flew backward, but then immediately transformed into a large bird and tried to escape.

However, Chang Qingyue formed a series of hand seals and unleashed them, instantly creating a restriction that enveloped the surrounding area.

The giant bird that the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord had transformed into was unable to break free of the restriction, so it transformed into a giant python in an attempt to forcibly break through the restriction.

However, the giant python's attack could not break through the barrier, so the ever-changing demon lord transformed once again.

It must be said that the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord's technique is indeed very strange, changing dozens of times in just ten breaths, dazzling the eyes of the onlookers.

But no matter how the ever-changing Demon Lord transformed, he could not escape from Chang Qingyue's grasp.

"You can die now."

Chang Qingyue said with a sneer, grabbing the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord by the neck.

Pure true energy surged from Chang Qingyue's palm, flowing into the body of the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord and wreaking havoc within him.

Bang bang bang!

The Hundred-Faced Demon Lord's meridians exploded, sending up clouds of bright red blood mist.

Upon seeing this, the people below cheered, while others offered their opinions.

"Who is that person? How could he possess such formidable strength!"

"The Hundred Transformations Demon Lord is a peak Divine Travel Realm martial artist and one of the Demon General's four trusted confidants, yet he was utterly powerless against this person. Where did this person come from?"

"That's amazing!"

"Even Master Yuanguang is no better than this, isn't he?"

The ever-changing Demon Lord is finally dead.

Chang Qingyue removed the restriction, carrying the corpse of the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord, and fell from the sky, standing in front of Master Yuanguang.

"Master Yuanguang, are you alright?" Chang Qingyue asked.

Master Yuanguang nodded, glanced at the corpse of the Hundred Transformations Demon Lord, and then said, "Thank you for seeking justice for this old monk."

"No need to be so polite, it's my pleasure," Chang Qingyue said with a smile.

Ye Feng, Luo Mengxuan, Zi Yue, Chen Lingyue, and Jiang Shangqing all came over.

"Who are these people?" Master Yuanguang asked.

Chang Qingyue immediately said, "These are my junior brothers and sisters: Ye Feng, Zi Yue, Luo Mengxuan, Chen Lingyue, and Jiang Shangqing. We all come from overseas immortal mountains and are disciples of the Immortal Mountain Sect."

The overseas immortal mountains and immortal sects were, of course, lies that Chang Qingyue made up on the spot.

If someone else had said that, the people present would naturally not have believed it, since the overseas immortal mountains and the so-called immortal mountain sects sounded completely unreal.

However, Chang Qingyue's strength was just too great, so no one dared to raise any questions.

Master Yuanguang said, "With the help of Benefactor Chang and others, there will definitely be no problem in resisting the invasion of the demon race."

"I hope so," Chang Qingyue said with a smile.

After exchanging a few polite words, Master Yuanguang returned to Pulan Temple to recuperate.

The demons are about to arrive, and a great battle is about to break out, so Master Yuanguang naturally needs to heal his wounds as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Ye Feng and Chang Qingyue arrived near the stupa of Pulan Temple.

Besides Ye Feng and his group, there were more than two hundred warriors from Pulan Dreamland here.

At this moment, these martial artists are all gathered here to rest, preparing for the upcoming great battle.

The same goes for Ye Feng and the others.

Chang Qingyue said, "Check all the spiritual artifacts and elixirs. The demons will be arriving soon, so we can't afford any mistakes."

"Understood, Senior Brother Chang," Luo Mengxuan nodded.

Ye Feng then said, "Of the Demon General's four trusted confidants, one is now missing, leaving only three. There shouldn't be any problems."

"With Junior Brother Ye here, there's naturally no problem," Chang Qingyue said with a smile.

"You flatter me, senior brother," Ye Feng said.

The night passed quickly.

It was already morning, but the sun had not yet risen, the sky was overcast, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.

Suddenly, a large patch of dark clouds came from the horizon, spreading towards us like ocean waves.

There were also many tiny black dots, densely packed like countless flies!

"The demon army is coming!"

"That's the Black Fiend Wind Formation, everyone be careful!"

The black smoke in the air was the Black Fiend Wind Array, which enveloped the entire city as soon as it arrived in Pulan City.

Suddenly, the bell rang.

A golden light emanated from Pulan Temple, protecting the entire temple.

Thus, the thick black smoke formed by the Black Fiend Wind Formation was completely blocked outside Pulan Temple and could not penetrate in.

"Yuan Guang, you can't stop me!"

A burly, robust man clad in black armor stepped majestically out of the black smoke.

This man is none other than Gecha, a general of the Demon Clan!

With a wave of his right hand, Gecha conjured a jet-black spear in his grasp.

He thrust his spear forward, causing the golden light of Pulan Temple to tremble and cracks to appear on it!

Not long after, a cracking sound rang out, and the defensive array formed by the golden light of Pulan Temple was broken!

Then the Black Fiend Wind Formation surged in wildly, finally enveloping the entire Pulan Temple.

Yuan Guang stepped into the void, ascending step by step to the high sky, gazing at the demon general Gecha from afar.