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Wang Hao was initially puzzled but, through observation, roughly determined that it was related to the Demon Race.

After a while, Wang Wen, his clone stationed in the Profound Spirit Continent, sent back news that nearly half of the Profound Spirit Continent was covered in demonic energy, and several ancient demons were suspected to have appeared.

According to Wang Wen's judgment, this should be a planned move by the Demon Race, not an accidental event caused by a major war between the two sides. The total amount of demonic energy leaked was astonishing, including a dense concentration of True Demonic Qi, enough to supply Mahayana-stage demons for cultivation.

Wang Wen cultivated a special demonic art, and Wang Hao trusted his judgment.

The Demon Race had not stopped its invasion of the Bright Void Spirit Realm over the years, constantly causing trouble. Previously, their infiltration into the origin sea of the Qianyang Realm was part of some plan, likely related to this incident.

The internal strife in the Qianyang Realm gave them an opportunity.

Wang Hao had fought against Demon Race cultivators many times, and he knew the dangers of these demons. Without needing anyone to urge him, he was willing to take the initiative to eliminate them.

Allowing the Demon Race to develop like this would likely cause a huge disaster.

Now, Wang Hao was obviously unable to split his attention. His top priority was to escape the encirclement of his current enemies, preferably achieving a peaceful resolution.

Despite being at a disadvantage, Wang Hao maintained control of the situation with his agile movements and deep foundation.

As anomalies appeared in the Qianyang Realm, the ancient great formation seemed to be affected as well, and its attack power weakened!

At this moment, Wang Hao finally saw an opportunity!

He fought hard to block a wave of attacks, and then suddenly unleashed the Purple Firmament Talisman.

A purple light flew out from the talisman, directly shooting towards the天地法相 (Heaven and Earth Dharma Images) of the four people present.

Zhu Bai, Zhu Chongming, and the others immediately felt a strong sense of crisis but were still unable to react much!

They could only fully activate their Dharma Images for defense, intending to withstand the attack of the purple light.

They had this confidence. Apart from Zhu Bai, the other three were also great cultivators who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Their Dharma Images were almost perfect, refined to be indestructible, enough to withstand various powerful attacks from cultivators of the same level.

However, to their surprise, the purple light first pierced through the River Dharma Image of the Sea King Race cultivator. A vast river spanning the void instantly collapsed, turning into a sky full of water mist.

With the Heaven and Earth Dharma Image destroyed, the Sea King Race cultivator immediately spat out a mouthful of blood and fell downwards.

The purple light's power did not diminish, and it successively pierced through Zhu Chongming's Dharma Image. He showed the same reaction, spitting out a mouthful of blood before falling from the void.

As a burst of sword energy swept over, the two who had fallen turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The remaining Sea King Race cultivator was shocked. He decisively had his Mountain and Rivers Dharma Image meet the purple light, then severed the connection with the Dharma Image and turned to flee!

Although he couldn't see through the details of the purple light, he knew that this was definitely not a power he could resist. He had to make a decisive break to have a chance of survival!

His idea was good, but the connection between the Heaven and Earth Dharma Image and the cultivator was too close, especially the connection between the soul and aura. How could it be severed so easily?

The purple light quickly shattered the Mountain and Rivers Dharma Image. The backlash suffered by the Sea King Race cultivator was slightly smaller, but it still caused him to spit blood and his speed to drop sharply, failing to escape the fate of being killed by sword energy.

Zhu Bai's eyes widened. He couldn't understand why the situation, which was just excellent, had suddenly resulted in the loss of three of his allies.

When had Mahayana cultivators become so easy to kill? Wang Hao's cultivation was right there, just a cultivator who had recently advanced to the late stage of Mahayana. Why did he possess such powerful means?

He didn't understand!

Of course, although puzzled, his speed of escape was not slow. Almost at the same time that the purple light pierced through the River Dharma Image, Zhu Bai began to flee!

Wang Hao was preparing to strike while the iron was hot, but Zhu Bai escaped too quickly. After the purple light impacted three times in a row, its power also decreased a lot, only hitting Zhu Bai from a distance and seriously injuring him, failing to kill him!

Wang Hao's Dharmic powers were completely exhausted in order to activate the Purple Firmament Talisman, and he had no ability to pursue any further!

There were still many enemies around, and he couldn't reveal his weakness.

He suppressed his discomfort, snorted coldly, and left!

In fact, the onlookers had long been terrified. Seeing Wang Hao, they all voluntarily made way, and some even knelt on the ground begging for mercy, asking Wang Hao to spare them!

This was a good opportunity to expand the victory, but at this moment, Wang Hao was also outwardly strong but inwardly weak, and was really somewhat powerless!

Moreover, he didn't want to kill too many people. If the hatred accumulated was too great, peace would be out of reach.

With the appearance of the Demon City, there would be no shortage of troubles in the future. The Qianyang Realm needed to stop its internal strife.

Although Wang Hao had joined the Three Xuan Elder, it was to survive, to deal with the Horned Chi Race and other great races, and he had never thought of betraying the entire Qianyang Realm.

The Qianyang Realm was the foundation of the Human Race, and he would never allow the Demon Race to disrupt the Qianyang Realm.

After winning the battle, Wang Hao flew towards the Wang family's stronghold while swallowing pills to speed up his recovery, and also thinking about his next actions!

逍遥剑尊 (Carefree Sword Master) died, as did Zhu Chonggao, Zhu Chongming, and two great cultivators of the Sea King Race!

What made him even more headache was the Demon City, which happened to appear in the Profound Spirit Continent, and parts of the Flying Spirit Race, Charm Race, and even the Wang family's territory were covered by demonic energy.

How to solve it?

Returning to the void stronghold previously defended by Ji Xiaotang and others, Wang Hao did not see Ji Xiaotang and the others. They had already gone to support other strongholds.

Wang Hao thought about it and did not go to support the various battlefields.

As the news spread, the five-race allied forces would definitely retreat, and it would be of little use for him to go to support.

He returned to the Qianyang Realm alone and came near the Profound Spirit Continent, looking out at the distant Demon City.

The Demon City was located in the northern wilderness of the Profound Spirit Continent, and the whole world was dark and hazy.

The yin wind howled, and the demonic energy was dense. Even the sunlight could not penetrate it. At first glance, the environment here was even worse than that of the Burial Demon Star.

After Wang Hao's magic power recovered to about 50%, he began to enter the demonic energy area.

Soon, he found that in addition to the demonic energy, there was also a nauseating bloody smell. This bloody smell was very fresh and not the same as the blood sea aura in the Qiankun Cave Heaven.

With Wang Hao's knowledge and vision, although he had not witnessed the process, he could still guess what had happened.

This place was connected to the Demon Race's lair.