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The black mist in the sky dissipated, and Ye Hao's figure slowly appeared.

Above the skies, the experts of the various sects were stunned when they saw the bloodstained youth. Their bewildered and bewildered gazes swept all around them.

Finally, a pile of broken limbs and chunks of flesh in the distance caused everyone's breathing to suddenly stop. Even Han Wudi, Gu Shentan, and the others felt their hearts skip a beat.

"Then what about Heavenly Flame Sect's Zhou Wuyang?"

"Don't tell me that pile of flesh on the ground …"

"How is this possible!?" "That Zhou Wuyang is a Dao Seeking cultivation, how could he …"

"..."

Everyone's face changed drastically as they looked down in disbelief at the young man below them. Other than Shen Jiuyou, no one else in the arena could have imagined that Zhou Wuyang, who possessed a Carefree Stage cultivation, would actually die at the hands of a Burning Fire Stage Slave Cultivator.

Of course, even though Shen Jiuyou knew that the Black Abyss Evil Spirit was hard to deal with, he wasn't completely sure of this outcome before this.

After all, Zhou Wuyang was a cultivation with Carefree Stage. Even though he was wary of them and had his hands and feet tied, he still had Carefree Stage. With just Ye Hao's Burning Fire Stage, even if the real culprit was the strange evil spirit, it would still be extremely difficult to kill an expert of that realm.

"It seems like when Ye Hao cultivated, he was not idle either."

Thinking about the cunning of the Black Abyss Evil Spirit, Shen Jiuyou's expression became heavy. He wasn't sure how the evil spirit would be able to break through the seal he had left behind, especially considering Ye Hao's current state, which made him even more worried.

But no matter what was said, the current unforeseen event was at least better than Ye Hao being in the hands of Cang Clan. After all, no matter how difficult and strange that evil spirit was, there was no existence like Cangzu that made people despair.

Just like Shen Jiuyou, Venerable Cangkun's face was also very gloomy at the moment. However, he was angry at Zhou Wuyang because he couldn't handle it, so the attack became even sharper, causing the sky to flash with runes, and the void to be torn apart. The terrifying scene of the sky falling and the earth collapsing seemed to want to destroy the world.

"Ye Hao, let's go!"

Behind them, Han Yitian and Gu Shentan shouted loudly. Han Wudi, who had blocked the experts from all sides with his own strength, also spoke up, "Little friend, quickly enter the Spatial Channel!"

Han Wudi's face was pale and his body was like a porcelain that was about to shatter. There were shocking cracks all over his body and dark red blood flowed out. Obviously, he couldn't hold on for too long.

Below, Ye Hao's body was also covered in blood stains, but he seemed to not feel any pain at all. He did not even look at the wounds on his body and just carried the Dragon King Knife, silently sweeping across the experts in the sky.

"Tsk tsk, this really is a great formation."

Looking at the various experts, the youth's scarlet eyes showed no fear. A sinister and awe-inspiring smile hung on his face, as if he was looking at a group of prey. There was even a trace of strange excitement in his eyes.

"It's a pity that I've been trapped in the Black Abyss for too long, but I'm still too weak." "And this physical soul, it's really weak. It clearly has a heaven-defying technique like Dragon-Mounting Tripolar Stage, but it's actually cultivated so slowly. Truly a piece of trash."

As he spoke till here, the excitement in the young man's scarlet eyes grew even stronger. "Xuanhuang Art, Polar Arts, and that pearl … But so what of it?! "

After muttering to himself for a while, he kept the Dragon King Knife and took a deep breath, "The feeling of freedom, great!"

"Hua!"

As his voice fell, the black mist behind the youth surged and condensed into two pitch-black wings. As he lightly waved them, his body shot up from the ground and headed towards the dark and profound Spatial Channel.

"Stop him!"

The Storm of Power in the sky was even more terrifying, Venerable Cangkun screamed, and it could be said that he had gone completely crazy. The Great Tao Rune in his hand flickered, and the Nature's Mystery Dish in his hand erupted, its cracks growing larger and larger, suppressing the extremely powerful Shen Jiuyou.

On the other side, all the other Daoists' eyes were also on the verge of splitting. Everyone's strength had been unleashed to the extreme, forming a terrifying spiritual energy storm. It caused Han Wudi to cough out large mouthfuls of blood as he was forced to retreat step by step.

At the same time, his scarlet eyes turned towards Shen Jiuyou who was standing in the sky and teased: "Speaking of which, I still hope that you can survive. Only then will I have the chance to kill you myself."

Shen Jiuyou stopped Venerable Cangkun and frowned at the young man, his expression full of worry.

The young man laughed maniacally, his eyes red with amusement. However, the next moment, he felt as if an invisible lightning bolt had struck him. He clutched his head and let out a miserable shriek.2

"Save …" "People …"

Ye Hao gritted his teeth and his voice returned to his usual tone as he spoke with great difficulty.

"I only promised to help you get rid of that guy, but I didn't say that I would help you save him!" "If you want to save someone, go. Don't drag me to my death!"

This scene was somewhat strange in the eyes of the onlookers. The former muttered to himself, but their voices were completely different. It was as though there were two souls within their bodies. This caused the experts from all around to be slightly startled.

In the air, Ye Hao held his head in pain as he rolled on the ground, the black mist around his body churned, and after a few breaths, the black mist seemed to be extremely thick, as if it was dyed in ink, and his body finally calmed down.

"You want to die for nothing? I'm not that stupid."

When he slowly raised his head, one of his eyes was blood-red, while the other was as black as ink, filled with a deep sense of pain and unwillingness. He stared sorrowfully at the resplendent figure floating in the sky.

Seeing this gaze, Shen Jiuyou, who was standing above, heaved a sigh of relief. He was secretly glad that the worst situation had not happened. Looking at the young man whose body was swaying so close to the unfathomable Spatial Channel, he laughed and said:

"Brat, go! Even if you were to go down the bottomless abyss, you will still have a road ahead of you! "

Ye Hao's vision blurred as he slowly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were red like blood, filled with an evil aura; they were pitch black like ink, filled with a murderous intent.

The black wings on his back flapped, and he flew into the Spatial Channel, his gaze landed on Venerable Cangkun, and then swept towards the various experts, as though he wanted to imprint the faces of everyone present into his mind.

Cang Clan.

Nine Elite Universities, Paramount Confucian Orthodoxy.

Heavenly Flame Sect and fake Paramount Confucian Orthodoxy.

There were also other transcendent powers.

Ye Hao's gaze swept one by one, and his figure slowly disappeared into the bottomless depths of the Spatial Channel. At the same time, a hoarse and inaudible howl filled with an eerie chill came out from the depths of the tunnel.

"One day, Ling Yun will rise."

"I want my Eastern Desolation to be dyed in blood!"

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