He finished speaking.
He immediately used the Great Teleportation Technique and disappeared in an instant.
Everyone was taken aback by what they saw.
Vanished instantly!
Only by comprehending the principles of space to the fullest extent can one reach this level.
As expected of a celestial being, that's awesome!
While marveling at the scene, the crowd was not about to stand idly by.
Even if I am unable to help, I can lend a hand and cheer from the sidelines.
Immediately, the group tore through space and gave chase.
However, no one noticed that Ding Mocun, the master of the Dayan Holy Land, quietly took a few steps back.
They disappeared into the shadows of the stands, vanishing without a trace.
...
In the heart of the Immortal Mausoleum, on the Sword Peak amidst the Ten Thousand Mountains.
The towering pillar of demonic energy, like a pillar supporting the heavens, pierced through the earth and was awe-inspiring!
In the center, a towering figure slowly rose from the unfathomable depths of the pit below...
The man had a head of long, blood-red hair.
It drifts behind your head in the wind, like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, showing its wild and unrestrained nature.
He wore a black robe with demonic blood patterns, which fluttered in the gale.
His angular face and thin, tightly pursed lips revealed his cold-blooded ruthlessness!
His exposed skin had a faint, fiery red sheen, like magma flowing through it; he was clearly no good person.
Deep-set eyes, as black as ink.
His gaze was sharp and intimidating, as if one could see surging, turbulent waves in his eyes.
And he was none other than the Supreme Demon Lord!
At this moment, he exuded a breathtaking aura.
Like a peerless, towering figure, looking down upon the world with unparalleled arrogance.
"I sensed the presence of my Emperor..."
The Supreme Demon Lord sniffed lightly, his eyes gleaming with infatuation.
At that very moment.
An unfamiliar aura, which he found extremely repulsive, suddenly appeared out of nowhere in front of him, interrupting him.
This caused the Demon Lord to frown deeply.
A cold, sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he looked over...
There stood a handsome young man in a blue robe, whose aura seemed to blend seamlessly with the heavens and earth.
Ten meters directly in front of him, he stood suspended in mid-air.
Immortal?
In his memory, this person was not among the six great sages of the human race in the Heavenly Profound Realm.
Could it be someone who just advanced?!
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