What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

"impossible!"

"How was my perfect plan discovered?!"

In mid-air, Aro's tall clone, formed from demonic energy, was like a piece of inferior porcelain struck by a heavy hammer.

The surface is covered with dense, bottomless cracks.

Large chunks of black fragments peeled off his cheeks and shoulders, dissolving and disintegrating rapidly in the air before they even hit the ground.

Even as his body crumbled, Aro's face remained contorted with a ferocious rage.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot, unable to understand it no matter what.

He had been planning this situation for far too long.

The Shadow Wraiths lurked in the darkness, spending hundreds of years meticulously observing the human race, and had long since figured out their weaknesses.

Because of the existence of the Great Abyss, the battlefields of the heavens are perpetually filled with terrifying malevolent energy.

It is these insidious, bone-deep evil energies that are constantly eroding the meridians and bodies of human warriors.

This has resulted in the human race being mired in a quagmire of slow growth in strength for hundreds of years.

This is humanity's greatest weakness!

This is the core issue they've been dreaming of solving!

And Aro's scheme precisely targeted this sore spot.

He released the alien race, which had been specially disguised, and turned their flesh and blood into "spiritual medicine" that could enhance cultivation.

This insane temptation—the ability to ignore the corrosive energy and directly elevate one's cultivation level—is simply irresistible!

Those greedy humans, like wolves drawn by the scent of blood, will relentlessly devour these baits containing the primordial demonic seeds.

Even if we take a step back and say that...

Even if a few slightly intelligent individuals among the human race's high-ranking members noticed the subtle anomalies hidden behind these "elixirs," so what?

The primordial demonic seed that I personally planted cannot be so easily neutralized!

But now?

That jar of black paste, emitting a strange smell, not only forcefully eliminated the demonic seed, but also purified the evil energy along the way!

"What exactly is the reason?!"

Aro roared hysterically in his heart, his gaze fixed on the culprits below through the constantly peeling fragments of demonic energy.

Liu Bo, Luo Yurou, Qingshan, Rong Jing, Wei Xiaoran.

Looking at these five young faces, a certain string deep in Aro's mind was suddenly plucked, and a terrifying glint suddenly shot out in his eyes.

These people...

He recognized him!

Those brats who destroyed the Chaos Sea Core Crystal at Sea Core Rock that day!

An incredible thought, like lightning, cleaved through Aro's chaotic mind.

Could it be that……

Was it these brats who, through a mere clue they gleaned when destroying the Chaos Core Crystal at the Sea Core Rock, followed the trail and ultimately uncovered my grand plan, which I had meticulously crafted over several years?!

"How is this possible?!"

Aro's pupils trembled violently.

A few ants who are not even at the Heavenly Sea Realm actually managed to overturn the Abyss Demon King's painstakingly crafted chessboard based on the slightest clues.

shame!

An unprecedented and utterly humiliating disgrace!

This feeling is like a chess player who is high above and thinks he has everything under control, suddenly being slapped dozens of times by the most inconspicuous speck of dust on the chessboard.

"No!"

"I, the king, must not fail!"

Aro's eyes, which had gradually dimmed due to the shattering of his clone, were instantly ignited by a frenzied rage and killing intent.

The great demon king Aro would never allow himself to become a laughingstock of the abyss.

We must not be defeated by a few lowly human brats.

"no way!!!"

Accompanied by a roar of anger from the depths of Aro's heart.

The clone, which had already shattered into a broken torso, suddenly stopped collapsing.

In mid-air, time seemed to be forcibly paused at that moment.

Those black fragments that had peeled off and scattered were suspended in mid-air.

The next second, an aura a thousand times more terrifying than when the clone descended erupted from the remains of that body!

"Boom—Rumble!!!"

Above the sky, the thick clouds were instantly torn apart by an invisible, immense force.

A pitch-black vortex, tens of thousands of feet in diameter, appeared abruptly in the sky, like the heavens opening a demonic eye filled with destructive power.

Deep within the vortex, dark purple demonic flames surged and roared.

That was... a sign that the Demon King's true form was about to descend!

The overwhelming sense of oppression that Demon King Xilin felt when he descended in his true form in the A-level area was completely replicated at this moment, and even surpassed!

The boundless, terrifying demonic flames, like a burst dam, poured down, instantly turning the sky within a hundred miles into a suffocating hell.

At the center of the vortex of demonic flames, Aro's true form slowly emerged.

His true form emerged from the flames, and under the burning of the demonic flames, countless dark spatial rifts spread outwards like a spider web.

The moment when Aro's true form completely stepped out of the vortex.

The entire world was frozen in a chilling aura.

Aro's eyes, filled with destruction and death, hung high above the heads of all human warriors, like two crimson blood moons.

Without making any move, simply standing there, the absolute crushing power emanating from the level of life itself caused the 100,000 human warriors below, who had just been reborn, to feel a chill from the depths of their souls.

below.

Liu Bo, who was still in a sword-wielding stance, felt this familiar yet even more violent and overwhelming demonic energy than before, and his arrogance vanished instantly.

The giant purple-gold flame blade in his hand burst into a shower of sparks with a "whoosh".

Liu Bo stiffened his neck, and at that moment, every hair on his body stood on end, and his scalp tingled.

Holy crap!

"It's over!"

Without hesitation, Liu Bo shoved his battle sword into his storage artifact and roared wildly in mid-air with his hoarse voice.

"He's getting desperate! That old bastard's gotten desperate!"

"Can't you take a joke?!"

"When you can't win an argument, you start shaking your head!"

"This guy wants to be real with us offline!"

While shouting, Liu Bo's hands moved with lightning speed to his waist, grabbing seven or eight teleportation scrolls that emitted spatial fluctuations, and frantically waving them at his companions beside him.

"The wind's getting strong! Let's get out of here!"

"If you have a roll of film, tear it up quickly! Run for your lives!!!"