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第四卷 七星岛 第八百零六章 贪念大起

"Senior Brother Wu, what's going on? Why did those demon tribes suddenly retreat? The Grand Elder actually flew away with the Snow Fox King. Could something have happened in between?" spoke the female cultivator dressed in court attire. Although she had not fallen, she clearly suffered a significant setback, her face filled with confusion.

"Who knows for sure? Senior Brother merely conveyed instructions to us to be cautious and vigilant against the surrounding demons. He didn't say much else. However, based on my estimation, something unexpected must have happened," said the white-bearded old cultivator, shaking his head in a state of bewilderment. What had just transpired was indeed rather suspicious.

"Hmph. Guarding against the demons—does this mean we're going to let our blood feud with the Xuanfeng Sect go?" The court-dressed woman spoke with reluctance.

The other old cultivators also showed signs of displeasure. The Ice Plain demon tribe inexplicably attacked, killing many of their elite disciples. Naturally, they were not pleased.

The white-bearded old cultivator sighed. Compared to his fellow junior brothers and sisters, he was more mature and prudent. He was equally enraged by the sect's plight but understood that in the cultivation world, it was a matter of survival of the fittest. Without sufficient strength, seeking revenge would be nothing but empty talk.

If they could cease hostilities, it would be the best outcome for their sect. The Xuanfeng Sect now needed rest and recuperation; otherwise, further weakening might lead to defeat by other sects' forces.

"Order all disciples to remain vigilant against the demons but avoid starting a war," the white-bearded old cultivator instructed with a serious expression.

"Senior..."

"Do you not receive the edict?"

"Yes!"

Seeing the old cultivator's stern face, the court-dressed woman stomped her foot and finally joined the other old cultivators in transmitting the orders.

In fact, it was even more chaotic among the demons. After all, they were completely on top; with a little more time, they could eradicate the Xuanfeng Sect entirely. Why did their Great King stop?

"Young Master, as they say, if you cut down grass but don't remove its roots, it will grow again. We have already formed an unbreakable blood feud with the Xuanfeng Sect; we cannot give up so easily," said one of the old demons.

"Yes, humans are cunning. How can we know where our young princess is without completely exterminating them?" another demon agreed.

"Besides, the taste of a cultivator's essence is quite delightful. We've already reached this point; I don't want to let it go," said yet another transformed demon, licking his lips viciously.

The Snow Fox Young Master frowned as he listened coldly to the old demons' clamor. He did not understand why his father had stopped hostilities but trusted that there was a reason behind his decision.

"Do not argue anymore. No one is allowed to act without my father's command."

"Young Master..."

"Stop talking!" The young man waved his hand, his face filled with resolve.

The old demons showed signs of displeasure but eventually retreated.

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On the other side,

A flash of white light appeared in a dilapidated room as the tiger-like creature and the black-faced brute emerged. As transformed demons, they were extremely cautious; almost immediately after teleporting, they activated their respective treasures.

Although the likelihood was low, they feared being caught off guard by potential ambushes, so they first completed their own defenses.

Nothing happened, and the surroundings were eerily quiet. The two old demons relaxed slightly before releasing their divine senses to examine the area more closely.

Their room was only a few dozen feet wide, empty except for a thick layer of dust covering the teleportation array on the floor.

The faces of both demons showed signs of surprise as they hesitated and then pushed open the door.

"What is this..."

Seeing the scenery outside the room, the two demons exchanged glances, their eyes betraying their shock.

Outside was an unusually vast hall. From where they stood, it seemed boundless, stretching for countless thousands of feet in every direction.

Only ancient great powers could construct such magnificent buildings; even as transformed demons, they were somewhat awestruck by its size and grandeur.

In addition to the sheer scale, this hall also gave a sense of decay. The ground was clearly made of very hard stone but was pitted and uneven. Some large pits had diameters of several dozen feet, their depths unknown, creating an eerie feeling.

"Brother Black, is it really here?" asked the tiger-like creature as he turned his head, showing some doubt.

"Yes, according to the handwriting of White Crane Senior Immortal, that ancient Avora demon should be sealed in this place. You can feel how dense the demonic aura is here; back then, it was precisely such treasures like the Eye of Demonhood that allowed us to set up an array to seal him," said the black-faced brute.

"Will taking these treasures revive the demon?" The tiger-like creature grew concerned.

"Don't worry about it. Avora demon was indeed formidable a million years ago, far surpassing ordinary Separation Realm cultivators in power. But that was a million years ago. After countless years of erosion and soul corruption by the array, his essence should have long been exhausted. All that remains is a mere shell; what do we have to fear?" Hearing this, the tiger-like creature nodded, feeling relieved.

At the same time, his greed grew as it was rumored that several Separation Realm elders had left behind numerous precious treasures to suppress this demon.

The two demons began searching.

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Although the hall was vast, with their transformed demon's divine senses, the search wasn't difficult. Soon enough, they found something. The two demons' forms shifted into two different-colored streaks of light, shooting towards the southeast corner of the hall.

"What is this?"

In another room, Lin Xuan picked up a black stone from the ground and examined it closely, his face showing signs of doubt.

The size was similar to that of a crystal, but its texture was entirely different. The demonic energy within was profound.

With Lin Xuan's vast knowledge, he had never seen anything like this in ancient texts.

"This should be demonite," Warmke's melodious voice entered his ears.

"Demonite?" Lin Xuan frowned: "What is that?"

"Do you know about the concept of planes? Fellow cultivator," Warmke suddenly asked, her question unrelated to the previous conversation.

"I've heard a little. Our mortal realm is merely one of many planes with lower levels. The heavens and spirit realms above are not mentioned, but even the monsters in the lower plane, Netherworld, are far more formidable than those here."

Lin Xuan's thoughts drifted back to Qinzhou as he spoke. The creatures that had emerged from a mere spatial rift had caused chaos throughout the entire Qinzhou cultivation world.

He wondered how things were there now?

In truth, Lin Xuan still harbored some affection for Spirit Medicine Mountain.

And Taiyan and Ouyang Qinxin—had the two ladies successfully condensed their essences into immortals?

Then another beautiful face appeared in his mind. This woman was not human; after entering the transformed demon stage, she had shed her avian form to become an unparalleled beauty.

That breathtaking kiss seemed like it happened just yesterday. Looking back on the past, Lin Xuan fell into a momentary daze.

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