Chapter 396: Tianxuan, Tianshu, Tianji: Top Three of the Southern Region

"This power."

Meng Zhangqing's hands tightened slightly.

To be able to crush a Level Six Heavenly Demon with a single palm so easily, it was indeed as he had expected; the Zhang Sect must possess at least Marquis-sealing strength!

"Marquis-sealing!"

A bright luster appeared in Meng Zhangqing's eyes.

Truly the mighty power said in legends to be able to stir heaven and earth!

Even the unyielding void, before it, was as fragile as thin paper!

"One day, I too shall step into this realm!"

Meng Zhangqing took a deep breath.

At the same time, he formed an unyielding resolve for the upcoming Southern Region Talent Battle.

Only by entering the top twenty can one obtain a spot in the Barbarian Wild Sea.

And within it lie resources of Marquis-sealing level!

"Leave quickly."

The Zhang Sect's voice sounded in Meng Zhangqing's ear.

Hearing this,

Meng Zhangqing immediately withdrew his thoughts.

He hurriedly cultivated the True Demon Art to finish refining the Heavenly Demon Ancestor.

Only "Zero Seven Zero" could say it was indeed Level Six Heavenly Demon Qi.

The color was already dark.

It was also thicker.

Merely gazing at it, he felt countless realizations surfacing in his heart!

With no time to think further, after storing it away, Meng Zhangqing activated the Void Mirror and vanished from the spot.

And not long after his departure,

a terrifying shadow appeared in the sky.

It was a massive demon turtle, its body entirely like ink, with immense strength and a terrifying aura.

Yet such an existence,

was covered in chains all over, turned into a servant.

On its back, it carried a huge palace.

"Shattering the void requires at least Marquis-sealing power."

A calm voice came from within the palace.

Outside the hall stood two tall Demon Guards.

"Which human region does this rift lead to?"

The voice sounded again.

"Reporting to the Young City Lord, it is the Tianling Prefecture of the Southern Region."

One Demon Guard replied respectfully.

"Tianling Prefecture? Interesting. As far as I know, this prefecture seems incredibly weak, with very few who have stepped into the Life and Death Realm. How could there be a Marquis-sealing expert?"

The voice held some confusion. "Go down and check the specific situation."

"Yes!"

The Demon Guard's figure flashed, heading toward the battlefield.

After a dozen breaths, he returned to the palace.

"Reporting to the Young City Lord, it was the ancestor of the Confusing Sound Heavenly Demon clan. He has perished."

The Demon Guard hesitated in his expression. "Additionally, the Heavenly Demon Ancestor's spiritual realizations have completely vanished, and the remnants of that Demon Art remain at the original spot."

"How is that possible?"

The voice instantly turned gloomy. "The owner of the True Demon Art, how could they appear in this place? Last time it was clearly in the territory of the Blood Nether Demon clan!"

"No matter what, they wouldn't have wandered here."

Hearing this,

the two Demon Guards exchanged glances.

Not long ago, the legendary True Demon Art appeared again, and its owner annihilated several minor earth-demon clans.

After refining the Earth Demon Blood Crystals, he left safely.

It was said to have shaken the entire Demon Domain.

"Could this be another human martial artist cultivating the True Demon Art?"

The other Demon Guard asked tentatively.

"Impossible,"

the voice was decisive and firm. "The Demon-Suppressing Item is how rare? Only one appears per era; otherwise, our Demon Clan would have been completely wiped out in the ancient times!"

The Demon Guards spoke no more.

Because the fact was indeed so.

From ancient times to the present,

each era could have at most one person master the Supreme True Demon Art.

No second person would appear.

"Go investigate for me!"

The voice declared firmly.

"Yes!"

The two demonic guards snapped to attention, then flew toward the domain of the Illusory Sound Devil.

Inside the palace.

Blood red everywhere.

Deep within, there was a pool of blood.

Huh!

The figure in the blood pool suddenly opened its eyes—endlessly cold.

"True Devil Art!"

――

Outside the Devil Abyss.

At the fissure.

Huh~

Light flickered.

Meng Zhangqing's figure appeared as well.

"Shao Sect!"

Joyful voices rang out continuously.

The Grand Elder also opened his eyes at once, a smile appearing on his face.

Of course, the Shao Sect, whom the Zong Sect placed such high hopes on, would not perish inside.

"Uncle!"

Mo Xiaoyu was also overjoyed.

Since their journey through the Devil Abyss, she felt no more aversion to those two words.

She said them with ease.

"Mm."

Meng Zhangqing gave a slight nod.

Having left the dangerous place, he relaxed completely.