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He rushed back after completing his duties overseas. As soon as he crossed the continent’s border, he learned that the Demon Lord, who had not left the Demon Clan’ss territory in over a century, had besieged the Nebula Immortal Sect with a large number of devilry cultivators.
Feng Jiu, especially, would appear in this battle.
He didn’t stop when he heard the news, despite being tired from the journey, and rushed to the Nebula Immortal Sect’s boundary as quickly as he could, fearing that Feng Jiu would be defeated by the Demon Lord and injured.
For all he knew, the Demon Lord had already ascended to the rank of Immortal Emperor a hundred years before. After a hundred years, his strength must have increased. Even with Fire Phoenix’s help, Feng Jiu’s current strength was insufficient to defeat the Demon Lord.
He was aware that those people looked up to her as the Phoenix Star. The Phoenix star, according to Old Man Tianji’s prophecy, would become the Sovereign of the World. They believed that if they had her, they would be able to deal with the Demon Clan. But, in his opinion, no matter how strong she was,
she was just a woman in need of protection.
So, regardless of whether that sect was wiped out or this continent was in turmoil, all he cared and was concerned about was her safety.
In order to reach the Nebula Sect’s boundary faster, he put away the flying sword under his fect with a motion of his hand and then lifted the robust spirit energy breath in his body. His figure swept forward, treading high in the sky.
The figure in black morphed into a flash zipping across the sky. He vanished into the horizon in the blink of an eye, heading for the Nebula Immortal Sect
Sage Hun Yuan was struck by the Demon Lord’s hand in mid-air in front of the Nebula Immortal Sect. He flew out, blood spewed from his mouth and then collapsed.
The people below were horrified as they witnessed this. They rushed forward to catch him.
“Petf!”
After Sage Hun Yuan was helped up, another mouthful of blood came out of his mouth. His face immediately turned pale and his body shivered as he struggled to stand up.
“Immortal Lord, you’re seriously injured, please don’t go up again!” The two peak masters held him, and their brows furrowed in concern.
Sage Hun Yuan fixed his gaze on the Demon Lord above him, then opened his mouth and began speaking, emphasizing each syllable. “Even if Feng Jiu is an Immortal Emperor, the Demon Lord’s unfathomable cultivation is difficult to resist. Who will help her if I don’t? Let me go! Even if it means risking
my life, I’ll go help her!”
He pushed the two men away, but his feet shook, his body couldn’t stand up straight, and he nearly fell to the ground.
Feng Jiu, who stood in mid-air, could hear and see everything, She wiped away the blood that was oozing from the comers of her mouth. She looked down at Sage Hun Yuan. “Don’t come up here, old man, you’re old already. Even if you do, you will not be able to defeat him.”
She shifted her sight away from the old man and onto the Demon Lord. She was wounded since she fought with all her strength, but the Demon Lord also had numerous injuries on his body. But, after a tense battle, she discovered that she could only harm him, not kill him.
Even if she advanced in the battle and had her broken bone was restored, she still looked disheveled, her whole body stained with blood.
Even if they chose to, the four men Song Ming, Duan Ye, and others, were powerless to help. The disparity between their abilities and those of Feng Jiu and the Demon Lord was too great. When the two were fighting, the pressure released in the sky prevented them from approaching. They had no choice
but to watch anxiously below.
“Ah Jiu, if you can’t fight, run! Don’t fight him!” Ning Lang called from below.
