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Ling Hao stared blankly for a moment. From the looks of it, the black-robed man was clearly not keeping his promise and wanted to attack them and take away the mysterious cloth pieces. As for his intentions, they were definitely for the demons in the Demon Heart Forest.

But why did he call this mysterious cloth the Demon God Seal?

"This can't be given to you." Ling Hao said.

The black cloaked man sneered. "I was afraid that you wouldn't bring me out earlier. Now that I'm out, how could I tolerate you?"

"Then die."

He quickly dashed towards Ling Hao. Along the way, his figure overlapped each other, and it was as if he was welcoming. His speed was truly terrifying.

If Ling Hao didn't take out his True Yang at this moment, it was very likely that he would die here.

A scorching sun rose as the scorching flames bared its fangs and brandished its claws.

This palm strike penetrated the golden sun and landed directly on Ling Hao's chest.

"Pfft!" Ling Hao spat out a mouthful of blood and wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth.

This was the first time he had been injured since he was reborn. The black robed person's cultivation level was not at the True Sun realm, so it was obvious that he was not at the same level. It was inevitable that he would not be able to withstand it.

Yang Linglong quickly supported him.

"Ling Hao, how are you?" Yang Linglong only saw the moment he spat out blood, and immediately felt uncomfortable. This was also the first time she saw him injured.

Ling Hao calmed his mind and said, "Don't worry."

"The Lord Prefect is here!"

Li Mingxue shouted, his gaze looking to the west, only to see the Palace Master walking through the air, about to reach them when he threw a punch towards the black cloaked man. The black cloaked man raised his hand to block, but the sound of the punch was heard as he retreated several meters away, suddenly turning into a stream of light and disappearing into the horizon.

"Greetings, Manorlord." All disciples paid their respects.

"It's good that you've all returned. I've been waiting here for a long time. Earlier, Mo Luo Clan and Golden Carp Tribe went to the Demonic Heart Forest. I just felt that something was wrong and was very worried."

The hall master of the Azure Dragon Palace cupped his hands and said, "These two races have the ambition to destroy my clan's disciples after entering."

"The two of us are no match for them." Vermillion Bird Hall's Hall Master looked at Ling Hao and continued, "It's all thanks to Ling Hao."

"Oh? "What about those people?"

"Kill them all." The Vermillion Bird Hall Master said.

"This …" The Palace Chief stared at Ling Hao with his mouth agape. He truly couldn't believe that Ling Hao could kill two Seventh Heavenly Layer masters with only True Sun, but the Vermillion Bird Hall Master had never lied. This was most likely true, but it was inevitable that he would suffer the revenge of his two races.

The Martial House Master glanced at the crowd, his face dark. Hurry back to the academy! "

"Brother Yang Chou, where are the people from my clan?"

A voice sounded, carrying a hint of indifference.

"Where are my Golden Carp clansmen?"

The voice was female and cold.

A man and a woman stood in the sky. The man looked middle-aged and the woman looked to be in her thirties. They were staring at the crowd below.

Only the two of them knew why.

"Oh? "So it's Brother Zhou Hu and Sister Qing Yun." The Mansion Lord's real name was Yang Wu, he knew the two of them, Zhou Hu was the leader of the Mo Luo Tribe, and Qing Yun was the leader of the carp clan.

The strength of these two was almost the same as his. It was hard to say if one of them would win or lose in a fight. If both sides joined forces, then he would simply be unable to defeat them.

"Brother Zhou, just now I saw them leave together with the aristocrats and the Golden Carp Tribe. Where could I have found such a person?" At this moment, he truly did not dare to speak the truth. Ling Hao had killed people from both sides, and if one must know that they had teamed up, then today, it would be difficult for these people to escape death.

Zhou Hu smiled sinisterly and said, "That's for the best." Immediately, Zhou Hu and Qing Yun's hearts sank. This was something they had ordered Zhou Cheng and Qing Hu to do to the Spirit Flame Tribe. But now, they couldn't even admit it in front of so many people, could they?

Once they had no evidence, and secondly they had no witnesses, so they really had nowhere to vent their anger on. Seeing that the people of the Spirit Flame Tribe were safe and sound, the people that had gone with them were all dead.