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"Afraid? Don't joke!" The Wolf King, always rational and cautious, pulled the Fire Rat and said, "We've been out for too long; let's go back and check things out first!"
After a swirl of black mist, the Wolf King turned with the Fire Rat and left the place. Feng Qingyang did not chase after them but hurried over to check on the two's injuries, which looked serious. "It seems we can't continue our training for the next few days; we need to rest properly."
"Master, why are you back?" Li Yunyang asked weakly, his voice barely audible. Feng Qingyang brought Lian Cheng Xue from the water to the shore, then sat cross-legged and infused his true energy into both of them.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, their internal meridians were finally opened. With the wounds on their bodies treated, their lives were no longer in danger, allowing Feng Qingyang to finally relax.
"How did these two beasts end up here?" Feng Qingyang asked. The two shook their heads repeatedly. "We don't know; we only heard the Wolf King say they came on the orders of the Demon Lord!"
The Demon Lord? Feng Qingyang's brow furrowed slightly, prompting Li Yunyang to recall something important. He quickly bandaged his wounds and reported to his master, "From what those two said, it seems the Demon Lord is not dead. Although we saw him turn to ashes with our own eyes, we don't know if what they said is true!"
Feng Qingyang fell into deep thought. The scenes from that day’s battle flashed vividly in his mind. Indeed, it was strange that the Demon Lord could be so easily destroyed.
Just then, a bird call echoed in the sky. He looked up to see a Gray Eagle circling above. Feng Qingyang recognized it immediately; this eagle was a divine beast used by their Saint Ten for delivering messages.
The appearance of the eagle meant something important had happened within Saint Ten. He quickly stood up as the eagle circled for a while before flying down to him.
Feng Qingyang swiftly removed a strip of cloth from the eagle's leg. Seeing that time was urgent, he realized it was written in blood on torn fabric. He focused on the content and his expression darkened immediately.
"What’s wrong? Master, what happened?" Li Yunyang asked as he watched Feng Qingyang tightly grip the cloth in his hand and snort coldly, "Hmph! The Demon Lord has indeed been discovered again by Sikong Xueyi regarding his Million Demon Army."
Saying this, he turned and leaped onto the Qilin Beast, instructing Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue: "You two take care of your recovery; I will act now!"
"Master!" Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue called out hurriedly, but Feng Qingyang seemed to be in a rush, as if he couldn't hear their voices at all. With a turn, he rode the Qilin and disappeared.
"Hey, Master really is something, leaving without saying anything clearly!" Lian Cheng Xue complained, while Li Yunyang became even more worried: "It seems that the Demon Lord is really not dead; otherwise, Master wouldn't be so anxious. I'm very concerned about Master and Shirley; I wonder how they are doing now."
A huge deep pit appeared on the conical surface, and above it were various large and small craters. From a distance, it looked like a small hole had been dug into a cake.
Trembling smoke surged upward as Xiang Xueer and Qingtian split up to cause destruction on the conical surface. She carried an AK-47 and sneered, "What's wrong? Demon Lord, weren't you very arrogant just now? What's the matter? Can't even speak out of anger?"
With one person unable to control two people running amok, the Demon Lord gritted his teeth in frustration. After a moment, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Ignorant children, today let me show you what a Divine Fire Clone is!"
Divine Fire Clone? This was the first time Xiang Xueer had heard this term; her mind had no concept of it. She saw the Demon Lord quickly forming seals with his hands, and immediately a black flame enveloped him, creating two identical figures on either side.
Xiang Xueer widened her eyes in shock—three people? No, one person and two Divine Fire Clones? She was alarmed; could it be that this technique was specifically used to deal with them?
Lan Ran Qingtian was also genuinely frightened. Although he knew that demons could change forms endlessly, transforming oneself into an intangible entity was indeed the highest realm.
"Haha!" Three Demon Lords appeared before them, each with different expressions speaking different words. It seemed that this was not just a simple copy-paste; each clone had its own independent thoughts.
"This is troublesome!" Qingtian gasped in shock. It was already difficult for the two of them to deal with one Demon Lord, and now there were two more; the battle situation was becoming increasingly confusing.
Before the two could react, the central Demon Lord waved his hand, and the two clones charged fiercely at Xiang Xueer and Qingtian while he stood aside enjoying the spectacle.
"You cunning bastard!" Xiang Xueer dodged the fierce attacks while also having to be wary of that scoundrel's sneak attacks. However, she soon noticed a problem: the abilities of these clones did not seem as powerful as those of the Demon Lord himself.
What is going on here? Xiang Xueer drew her Crossbow from behind to confirm her suspicion. As she fired at the incoming barrage, she noticed that the Demon Lord's avatar was not as agile as before.
Could it be? She glanced at Lan Ran Qingtian, who seemed to have noticed something as well. This led her to a significant hypothesis: it was likely that the Demon Lord had evenly distributed the magical power within his body into his avatars, which was a very dangerous move for him. It seemed this scoundrel truly underestimated them.
In that case, she wouldn't hold back any longer. She withdrew her AK47 and shouted, channeling her energy from her dantian directly into the gun: "Exorcism Essence: Breaking Magic Soul Locking Gun!"
With a thunderous roar, a ball of flames erupted from the gun's muzzle, and thousands of chains spread out like a prison, completely trapping the Demon Lord's avatar inside. He swung his hand and snapped a few chains, charging toward the outside.
"Qingtian!" Xiang Xueer shouted. Lan Ran Qingtian had already prepared himself; he soared into the air and unleashed his ultimate move: "Exorcism Essence: Tiger Bite Double Dragons Storm Break!"
The Demon Lord's Avatar looked up in panic and raised his hand to counter. The two streams of energy clashed, and in an instant, a fierce wind whipped up, creating a sandstorm that swept through the barrier.
With a loud crash, the trapped avatar transformed into a mass of black flames, dissipating into smoke. Xiang Xueer felt elated; it seemed they had finally taken down one of them.
However, when Xiang Xueer turned around again, another avatar was charging at her fiercely. Caught off guard, she was struck by a palm and spat out blood.
"Shirley!" Qingtian immediately withdrew his hand and turned to Xiang Xueer, catching her as she fell into his arms. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
"Cough cough!" Xiang Xueer had sustained internal injuries; this ambush was indeed risky but not unexpected. She had already protected Tiandan with her energy, so fortunately, the injury wasn't too severe.
"I'm fine, don't worry!" Xiang Xueer stood up, her eagle-like eyes fixed on the dark-faced Demon Lord. "Hmph! It seems your Divine Fire Clone is nothing special; we easily took down one of them!"
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