At Feilai Peak and Shengxian Cave, a man stands comfortably on the top of the cliff, watching the wonders of the sea of clouds with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"You guys hold on, understand? I'll be back soon."

The Demon Lord knew very well that it was unrealistic to stop the young man in front of him with just these two people, but there was no problem in delaying it because he had more important things to do.

"Master, rest assured, everything is within our plan. I don't believe that they can remain calm and composed when our demon army is approaching them."

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord originally wanted to go with the other party, but the other party would not take him with him and asked him to stay at the scene. He could only obey the other party's arrangements and remain calm.

"Let's go. Remember, always provide cover for me. This blood shadow clone of mine can last for several hours without any problem. No matter its demeanor or aura, it can deceive the other party, except for those who are particularly familiar with it."

After quietly making arrangements, the whole person's figure quickly faded, as if blending into the void, turning into a ray of light and disappearing.

“Whoosh!”

He was almost at the top of the mountain, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived near the Sword Burial Valley .

He flashed out from the void and returned to his original appearance, dressed in a black robe. He took out a compass from his body and located his direction.

He hid his figure and rushed towards the destination quickly. The compass kept turning, becoming more and more intense and the reaction became bigger and bigger as he got closer to the Sword Burial Valley .

"This is it. What's going on? It's completely bare. I don't see anything. Could it be that they have made other arrangements? How is this possible?"

Until one moment, the compass kept turning at a certain position, but what appeared in his eyes was another scene, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or false?

"That's right, this instrument won't lie to me. It's made by our demon clan's master refiner. Is there any problem?"

The man in black had a little doubt in his heart . Did he see it wrong? He didn't find anything. At a certain moment, the broken swords and the unknown swords in the entire Buried Sword Valley began to tremble.

"What happened? What's going on? Why is there no information about this in my news?"

The Demon Lord cursed inwardly, thinking that something had happened to him. At this moment, he could only observe and be prepared to respond at any time.

Never mind, what else is there to say at this time? Now that it’s here, wouldn’t it be a shame if we don’t cherish such a good opportunity?

With a wave of his hand, a god-destroying cone appeared in his hand. With another wave of his hand, a series of unknown runes flew quietly downwards and disappeared into the ground.

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"Open it for me now..."

The man in black shouted loudly, and the entire underground shook violently. An unknown sword was tied up with several thick chains, as if it was trapped inside by a peerless ferocious beast.

"Boom boom , after a loud noise."

An altar like a mountain appeared in front of him, and on it was the Demon Clan's most precious treasure, the Demon Sword. It was left in this place during the great battle between gods and demons a thousand years ago. It completely disappeared with the seal of the Demon Lord. Unexpectedly, it was sealed here by the ancestor of the Ye family. It was truly breathtaking.

"Yes, it's right here. It seems that my efforts have not been in vain. I hope those two guys can buy me more time, otherwise it will be troublesome."

At this moment, the compass was pointing directly at the other party. Looking at what was in front of him, the man in black was trembling in his heart, and his excitement was beyond words.

"My old friend, I can finally take you home. Come! Come into my arms!"

There was a soft humming sound, like the chanting of ancient times, and the swords in the Sword Burial Valley seemed to have suddenly lost their spirituality, and were desperately trying to suppress the peerless ferocious beast.

"The devil sword appears, and the apocalypse begins. It seems that the prophecy back then was correct. Someone has broken in."

Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow. He shouted softly, " Come on, sword!" and flew directly towards the direction of the Sword Burial Valley .

Boom boom , the noise became more and more intense. The Demon Lord did not hesitate at all. He directly mobilized all the spiritual power in his body. The God-Breaking Cone rushed against the wind at a speed visible to the naked eye, and attacked the weak point of the altar.

"Come on, you are just a little bit away from getting him. By then, with the sword in hand, who in the world can be his opponent?"

The Demon Lord was very excited at the moment, but his real intention was not to visit the demon. After his arrangements, no one had come to stop him so far. It seemed that he would definitely get his beloved partner today.

"Besides, I don't believe you can keep holding on like this. It's been such a long time. How long can the water without a source hold on ?"

ninety-nine and eighty -one seals were gradually disintegrating under his operation. In another quarter of an hour, the task would be completed. As a result, a man appeared in front of him flying in the air.

"Is this how you, the demon clan, steal? Moreover, you are the supreme ruler of the demon clan. Is this how you set a good example for your subordinates? I really overestimated you."

A voice suddenly sounded beside his ears, which scared him directly. He was concentrating on destroying the eighteen chains that seal the seal, and seventeen of them had already been broken. Only the last one was left, and he could not afford to lose it.

While concentrating on this, he also spared a little energy to look at the person clearly and asked, "Boy, why is it you? It really makes me feel very strange. How did you do it? Weren't you outside the formation just now?"

Looking at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, Demon Lord Tian was curious, but also a little suspicious and nervous. He didn't know how the other party did it and what he wanted to do.

"You are allowed to come, but I am not. I think so too. The road is wide and we can go our separate ways. Do you live in Dahaiguankuan?"

Ye Xuan, without any nonsense, walked leisurely to the other party, stopped not far away from him, and looked at him straight.

He slowly said, "What's wrong? Are you suspicious and surprised? How did I do it? I want to ask you, how did you do it? What do you want to do here?"

He raised his head to take a look at the situation on the altar. Only one chain was left out of the eighteen broken chains. That meant the last one was just a little bit away. The Demon Clan's treasure , the Heavenly Demon Sword, would be able to return to its original owner. Then, as a blessing for the sword, the opponent's strength would be taken to a higher level.

The other party did not stop his hand movements while speaking, and responded: "Boy, do you know it's too late now? I'm sorry?"

With a click, the last chain broke, and a black light broke through the air, tearing the sky apart. After a while, it came directly to the side of the man in black robe and stopped.

"Old buddy, I didn't expect that we would meet again. I didn't expect that our meeting would be like this. This time, I must drink the blood of the enemy and kill them all."

The Demon Lord, holding the Demon Sword in his hand, his black robe fluttering in the wind, exuding a domineering aura as he points directly to the sky.