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Just when everyone in the Imperial City was paying attention to the battle between the young generation, on this dark night, at the border of the Human and Demon Realms, streams of Demonic Qi rushed up to the sky and instantly filled a thousand miles. "Kacha!"

It was a hunchbacked figure that was only six feet tall, but its power was enough to shock the heavens. Demon light flickered in its eyes as it circled around the surroundings. "He's back!"

While the demon clan member was laughing, a few demonic phantoms broke out from the seal one after another. A few of them immediately dispersed and charged towards the continent …

"Demons are vicious, daring to break the boundaries!" A furious roar came from the horizon, causing the entire space to tremble.

"Let's go, this is a supreme expert!" The person who came out first heard the sound and quickly said to the others. He straightened his back and waved his hands. Space space shook as he exchanged a palm with the person who came over.

"Situ Beiwang!" The old man from the demon race looked at the person in the sky, his pupils contracting.

"You know this old man?" Situ Beiwei looked coldly at the old man.

"I saw him a thousand years ago!" A thousand years ago, the Demon race was just a bit away from breaking the seal, but they were still beaten back by the elder Mengyu Rui of the Celestial Sect. Situ Beijing was one of the most powerful experts in the mortal world, so many of the Demon race members knew of him.

"I let you escape a thousand years ago, but you still don't know how to cherish it. Today, I'm here to send you to your death!" Situ Beiwang pointed with one hand and the surrounding 1,000 feet exploded. The old man's feet stopped three feet away from him.

"I should have died a long time ago. Today, I will sacrifice my blood to my clan and leave my demon race's seed in this world. Not long later, my clan's great army will arrive and the human world will be under our clan's divine splendor!" The old man laughed out loud and opened his arms. An oppressive aura instantly filled the area for a hundred thousand kilometers. He raised his hand and an earth-shattering power rushed toward Situ Beijing.

"How reckless!" Situ Beiwang coldly watched as the old man charged at him. He took a step forward and gripped his hands together. The entire space suddenly became dull as the two Martial Saints fought in an earth-shattering manner.

Finally, a blood-curdling screech sounded as the old demon was shot out of the void. His whole body was covered in demonic energy, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Speak, why did the demons send you here to die?" Situ BeiWang stomped his foot on the chest of the old man and asked.

"If your mortal world is unable to stop my clan, my clan will definitely flourish greatly! Hehe! "Haha …" The old man didn't move at all as if he was ignoring Situ Bei.

"Northern Sage, the demon race sent out a total of thirty-seven evil beings. We have captured thirty-four people, and there are still three missing!" A person suddenly appeared behind Situ Beiyuan and said.

"Three people escaped?" Situ Beiwang frowned as if he was very dissatisfied with this result.

"Those three devils have precious treasures on them. They flashed by for thousands of miles, and then all their auras vanished. We were at a disadvantage, Northern Sacred Emperor, please punish us!" The man bowed and said.

"Forget it, they are fully prepared. We need to rush!" Situ Beiwei sighed and viciously kicked the old man in the chest again, "Speak, what kind of tricks are you two up to?"

"The seed has already been planted, and I'm only waiting for it to blossom and bear fruit!" The old demon spat out black blood, but his smile was incomparably carefree, "Supreme Demon Emperor, your most loyal servant, Demon Owl, has completed your request!"

"When the Demon Emperor revives, everything will be gone!" The old man slowly dissipated with laughter, but Situ Beiwang was helpless. The old man had already planted a death curse in the demon race. It was time for the old man to die, so external forces couldn't interfere.

"The Demon Emperor has been revived?" Situ Beiyuan put his hands behind his back and stared into space. "Could it be the person from 100,000 years ago?"

"Quick, inform the imperial clan, inform the ten great sects, spread the word that the three demon remnants must be found!" Situ Beiwang's face suddenly changed as he shouted to the person beside him. That person had bowed down in compliance with his orders.

"Tell the imperial family that they must send their experts to protect the Immortal Seal day and night. The scum of the demon realm is because of it!" Situ Beiyuan shouted at the man's back.

After giving the order, Situ BeiWang took out a jug of wine and poured it into his mouth. He let out a helpless smile as he said, "Yinrui, it's been 200 years. Where are you now?" The demons have made a comeback. Did you succeed? "

When the news of demons charging into the mortal world was released, the world was in an uproar!

"Is the demon seal broken?" This was the question that everyone who heard of this news sent out. In the eyes of most people, devils were monsters that were tens of thousands of feet tall with eight arms and four heads. They were incomparably bloodthirsty and killed people without feeling anything.

The world instantly became filled with a peculiar atmosphere. Situ Beiwei, one of the Nine Saints, had been guarding the Demon World since the seal was activated 200 years ago. He had actually allowed the monsters in the Demon World to escape.

Fortunately, the news came from the intersection that the demon seals had not been released, and that the people from the demon realm had escaped at an unimaginable price.

In the Royal Courtyard, the current Son of Heaven, Qin Shiyi, held the message jade slip in his hand with a gloomy face: "The Great War is not far away!"

"Although there is no Ancestor Emperor in this world, the imperial court is still here. We are not afraid of anyone!" Qin Shiyun took the jade slip and said coldly.

"Demons have made a move. This is definitely a great world!" In the quiet little courtyard, Liu Yi, Dong Fang Wu Xue, and Ni Qiong were sitting cross-legged as Situ Xuan sighed.

"A powerhouse of the ninth step below the age of thirty is pitifully few in his generation, but in our generation, there are countless False King Stage powerhouses. This is truly not an era of sorrow or luck!" Xiao Feng laughed heartily.

"That's right. If heaven's pride level experts are united, who will be the king? This is a struggle between worlds! " Long Teng nodded and said.

"A thousand years ago, when the devil race appeared, their powerhouses trembled. This time, I wonder who will be the victor, and who will be the one to be buried!" Murong Qianqian also uttered, "But this time, the scale of the commotion will definitely far surpass that of a thousand years ago. I'm afraid there will be rivers of blood!"

"No matter what, if the devil race were to make a move, the mortal world's grudges will go with the wind. I hope that one day, we will fight together and meet that expert from the devil race!" Dong Fang Wu Xue raised his glass and laughed.

"That's right. I hope we can never be enemies. We will create that glory together!" Ni Qiong also raised her cup and smiled.

Everyone drank the wine in their cups in one gulp. They all knew that an unpredictable era was about to come. A great calamity that not even the strongest experts in the mortal world could protect was about to befall. There were too many legends left behind a hundred thousand years ago. Once the demon seals completely dissipated, the mortal world would be connected to the devil world!

At that time, under the beacon fire that blotted the skies, who would become king? Who was the loser?