After waiting for three days, a powerful figure finally couldn't help but ask, "Why are we waiting here? Shouldn't we take this opportunity to go down and catch them all in one fell swoop? If Luo Jianqing really breaks through to the Mahayana stage, it will be extremely difficult for us to hunt them down again!"
Yes, as early as the moment Luo Jianqing opened his eyes, these powerful people discovered: Luo Jianqing had not been promoted!
Luo Jianqing still exudes the aura of a Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivator. Although no one knows why he failed in his advancement and was not injured, no one doubts that "Luo Jianqing is a Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivator."
He was able to cross the boundary and kill dozens of Mahayana cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Such a monster was really frightening. If Luo Jianqing could really successfully break through to the Mahayana Stage, then perhaps his strength would be comparable to that of the Spirit Transformation Stage!
Hearing this, Yin Ji shook her head and said coldly: "Since they came here, they must have their own reasons. Don't act rashly, wait for the old age to come."
This wait lasted another three days.
Three days later, Elder Du Juetian arrived on a cloud. He still leaned on a dragon-headed cane, his back slightly bent, but the moment he set foot on the ground, all the Mahayana cultivators felt a tremor in their hearts, as if they sensed something different.
Among the cultivators present, Ghost Flame Patriarch possessed the highest level of cultivation. He stared intently at Du Jue Tian Lao with wide eyes, watching him step by step approach Yin Ji. Ghost Flame Patriarch felt the hairs on his body stand on end, as if he had seen an insurmountable mountain.
Almost in an instant, the Ghost Flame Ancestor thought: "He has advanced!"
Thirty years ago, Du Jue Tian Lao ascended to the Heavenly Rank, becoming the only Heavenly Rank Demon Lord in the world. And thirty years later, he finally advanced to the mid-Heavenly Rank again! His realm was already comparable to Xuan Lingzi's back then, and even his aura made Ghost Flame Ancestor feel that he was even more terrifying than Xuan Lingzi!
For a moment, it seemed as if the human race had just remembered something very serious.
Among all the powerful beings present, the human cultivators slowly gathered together to face the demons. Their eyes were fixed on Elder Du Jue Tian, and some even picked up their own magic weapons and stared at the demons warily.
Seeing this scene, the demon lords looked at the human race with caution, ready to fight at any moment.
At this moment, Yin Ji chuckled and said, "If we really want to start a war, would you let Tian Lao show up now?"
Hao Xingzi's face darkened. He took a step forward and asked, "Has the Heavenly Demon Lord broken through to the middle stage of the Heavenly Stage?"
Du Juetian Lao's dragon-headed cane gently hit the ground, and he said in a cold voice: "You don't have to be so afraid of me. The breath you feel does not come from me, but from it." As soon as the words fell, a white curved horn suddenly appeared in the palm of Du Juetian Lao's hand.
This horn resembled a deer's antler, but was far larger than a typical deer antler. It was completely snow-white, with threads extending from its tip all the way down. As it emerged into the air, a powerful, ageless force emanated from it, and even the cold wind paused for a moment.
In ancient times, there were three mythical beasts: the dragon, the phoenix, and the unicorn.
The Dragon Clan is arrogant and always looks down on others; the Phoenix Clan is noble and rarely shows up. Only the Qilin Clan often appears on the Xuantian Continent, but they are not gentle and kind.
Qilin is born with fire and has a violent nature. Every time it appears, it is a disaster for cultivators because they like to use the cultivators' golden elixirs. Sometimes, if there are no golden elixirs, they will also turn their attention to the demon clan and eat the demon elixirs.
Fifty thousand years ago, Qilin was a great scourge to Xuantian Continent. Their demise made both the human race and the demon race breathe a sigh of relief.
There's nothing wrong with the demon race possessing something as extraordinary as a Qilin horn. Qilin is the only one of the three mythical beasts that enjoys traveling, leaving its mark in many corners of Xuantian Continent. However, a complete Qilin horn like this, for the demon race, must be an unparalleled treasure.
Du Juetian Lao's words made Hao Xingzi and others feel a little relieved, but they still couldn't let go completely.
A flicker of hesitation flashed across Hao Xingzi's eyes, but it quickly vanished. He said, "Now that the Qilin Horn has arrived, let's hurry to the Cliff of Broken Love without delay."
Dozens of Mahayana cultivators jumped off the Cliff of Broken Love together, while cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing stage stayed at the top of the Cliff, setting up a Tianqing Pohai Formation consisting of fifty people to prevent Luo Jianqing and the other two from escaping from the top of the Cliff of Broken Love.
The two clans' masters quickly passed through the first dangerous level of the Cliff of Broken Love, and then passed through seven more levels of danger, arriving at the entrance to the ninth level. Luo Jianqing and the others hadn't been seen in the previous eight levels, so the only possible place they could be was the ninth level.
Before entering the ninth level of danger, Yin Ji said with a sullen face, "Why did they come back here?"
The Bai family's ancestor roared angrily in response to her: "No matter why they seek death, today, I will cut them into pieces to vent my hatred!"
As soon as these words fell, over thirty Mahayana masters entered the ninth level of the Cliff of Broken Love. As they entered, they were met by a freezing wind blowing from the nearby abyss. Yin Ji calmly arranged for eleven mid-stage Mahayana masters to fly there, forming the Sky-Supporting Sea-Breaking Formation to prevent Luo Jianqing and the others from escaping.
Then, they began to search at the bottom of the Cliff of Broken Love.
Of the twenty or so remaining masters, only ten had actually descended the ninth level of the Cliff of Broken Love. They flew cautiously through the endless darkness, never glimpsing Xuan Lingzi and Luo Jianqing. It wasn't until the twenty-first day that they suddenly saw a bright red light.
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