"Is there any way to stop this black mist?"

Someone asked in a panic.

The black mist spread wider and wider, devouring countless lives every second.

The old man shook his head: "Qingzhou is no longer the Qingyu it once was. The Void Refining Realm is gone, the Body Integration Realm is no longer available, and there is no one to restrain the Demon Ancestor..."

"You all need to run! Run out of Qingzhou, go to the capital, find the Ming Dynasty imperial family, and ask them to send a True Monarch of Refining Void. Only then will there be any chance of resolving this demonic calamity!"

Upon hearing this answer...

Everyone fell silent.

The Ming Dynasty had a vast territory; a single prefecture could stretch for tens of millions of miles. It would take a Nascent Soul cultivator at least two or three years to travel to and from the capital.

Given the speed at which the demonic mist is spreading, by the time Kyoto sends people...

I'm afraid there are only a handful of people left in the entire Qingzhou.

"Until Kyoto sends someone, we can only hope that one of the five major sects will step forward and, like Jian Shiliu three thousand years ago, suppress the Demon Ancestor..."

The old man murmured, his gaze drifting into the distance, as if he had traversed countless mountains and rivers in an instant…

Just as the demonic mist was raging throughout Qingzhou.

Zhenlongpo, two battlefields.

Knock knock knock knock.

The dull thumping of his heart grew louder and louder, like a thunderous drum, resounding throughout the entire sky.

With each heartbeat, streams of black energy surged from Xue Kui's body, and under the influence of this black energy, the wound on his chest healed completely in the blink of an eye.

His overall aura began to rise steadily.

Early stage of Nascent Soul, middle stage of Nascent Soul...

In just half a breath.

His aura then reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

Such a rapid rate of improvement!

Even Chen Tianwen, who possessed the Great Sun Cave Heaven Scripture, was far inferior.

Everyone was momentarily stunned by the bizarre events that had occurred to Xue Sha.

Chen Tianwen was the first to react.

Hundreds of sword intents from the Spring and Autumn Period appeared directly around him.

These sword intents include both the intent to pierce the heart and the intent of the Spring and Autumn Annals, all surrounded by a layer of blazing true solar fire, presenting a dazzling golden color.

"cut!"

With the Heart-Piercing Sword in hand, hundreds of sword intents intertwined like snakes and pythons, their golden light gleaming, their sword cries shaking the heavens, their terrifying power seemingly capable of cleaving through even the void.

Chen Tianwen intervened, bringing everyone back to reality.

"All men, listen to my command! Attack together!"

Qing Lian roared, and his primordial spirit manifested as a three-headed dragon. He unleashed his full power as a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, covering Xue Sha and attempting to suppress the strange aura emanating from Xue Kui.

The other elders also unleashed their most powerful spells.

Chen Tianwen and Qing Lian, both with combat power comparable to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, joined forces with more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators.

In an instant, all sorts of magical treasures, sword intents, and spells rained down on Xue Kui.

Even if the opponent is a demon king in the late stage of Nascent Soul, he would still be blasted to dust.

Boom boom boom!

Energy fluctuations scattered, and the Blood Demon's figure was completely engulfed by these lights.

After a period of continuous bombardment.

Everyone stopped fighting.

Look towards where the Blood Demon is.

The void here has been shattered by the recent bombardment, and terrifying cracks are releasing surging lightning, as if it were the end of the world.

"Is Blood Demon dead?"

"If he survives such a terrifying attack, then no one in the entire Qingzhou will be able to do anything to him."

Several elders whispered among themselves.

However, at this very moment...

"Hehehe..."

A chilling laugh rang out.

Amidst the purple lightning, a figure shrouded in black mist slowly rose to its feet.

It's the Blood Demon!

A strange smile played on his lips, and his gaze toward the crowd held a hint of disdain, as if he were looking at a group of ants.

Blood Demon looked up, took a deep breath, and a look of nostalgia appeared on his face.

"Three thousand years have passed, it feels so good to see the sunlight again, but..."

Xue Kui suddenly turned his head, looked in the direction of the Divine Sword Sect members, and stretched out a hand.

"You mosquitoes are so annoying!"

Just a gentle pinch.

*Pfft*

The Nascent Soul elder who was closest to him was instantly crushed!

"Oh no, he's no longer Blood Lord, but the Demon Ancestor from three thousand years ago!"

Regardless of the sudden surge in the level of "Blood Demon".

The events he recounted from three thousand years ago all indicated that the Blood Demon's consciousness had been completely replaced by another person.

Demon Ancestor!

A terrifying entity that unleashed a catastrophe upon a province three thousand years ago.

Everyone was shocked.

"Hahaha, it seems that my reputation is still quite good. Three thousand years have passed, and there are still people who remember me."

Blood Demon... should now be called Demon Ancestor.

The Demon Ancestor laughed loudly, pleased that people still remembered the fame he had created back then.

All the elders of the Divine Sword Sect swallowed hard upon hearing his arrogant laughter.

This is a genuine Demon Ancestor.

The strongest power three thousand years ago.

"Demon Ancestor, don't be so arrogant!"

A voice suddenly interrupted the Demon Ancestor's arrogant laughter.

Qing Lian stepped forward, his eyes filled with fighting spirit: "Three thousand years ago, my Ancestral Sword Sixteen could slay you, and three thousand years later, we, your descendants, can still slay you once again!"

Sword cultivators, in their practice, mostly forge their own invincible beliefs.

Only in this way can one temper their will.

Forging that sword intent that can cut through anything.

"Sword Sixteen?!"

Upon hearing this name, the Demon Ancestor's smile suddenly vanished.

He looked at the people of the Divine Sword Sect.

A mocking glint appeared in his eyes: "That fool Jian Shiliu, no matter how powerful his swordsmanship is, I have already left a heart in the world. But he was swept away by the void turbulence in order to kill me, and he can't even reincarnate. Hahahaha!"

"Even Sword Sixteen couldn't kill me three thousand years ago. Three thousand years later, you bunch of trash and useless fools think you can kill me?"

A hint of disdain flashed in the Demon Ancestor's eyes: "Keep dreaming!"

As he spoke, a dense mist appeared in the Demon Ancestor's hand.

"The Light of Annihilation"

The Demon Ancestor roared, and black light flashed in his hand.

The moment the black light appeared

The terrifying aura was utterly chilling. Everyone felt as if an invisible hand was gripping their hearts.

"We must not let him make a move!"

Chen Tianwen immediately reacted, his Qi Sea surging and churning, pouring a large amount of pure spiritual energy into the Heart-Piercing Sword.

A touch of sacred gold stained the pitch-black sword of the Heart-Piercing Sword.

Instantly, a sublime aura belonging only to celestial-grade swords enveloped the entire area.

"Heavenly Punishment Sword, strike down!"

In an instant, an incomparably terrifying sword light was unleashed by Chen Tianwen.

This is not the sword intent of a single sword technique, but Chen Tianwen's strongest sword after fusing the Heart-Piercing Sword Intent, the Spring and Autumn Sword Intent, and the True Fire of the Sun. It is wielded by the Heart-Piercing Sword, a Heaven-Rank treasure sword, and contains the purest and most violent destructive power!

The instant the sword was swung.