Chapter 1683

And after Fengwu disappeared.

Ximen Wudi also vanished from his spot shortly after.

Moments later, the two of them appeared outside the demonic race's forbidden zone.

Looking at the distant mountain range.

Ximen Wudi spoke slowly.

"Tell me, what exactly is hidden within this forbidden zone?"

"Why, despite so many factions hunting it, have we never found it?"

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

If we don't uncover the truth, this danger may be too great.

"Your Majesty, look at that altar—it seems suspicious!"

As soon as Ximen Wudi's voice faded.

Xingtian pointed toward the distance and spoke.

Then Ximen Wudi followed the direction of his finger.

Indeed, far across the horizon, a black altar could faintly be seen.

But due to the great distance.

Its exact form was utterly indiscernible.

"Let's go in and take a look—hopefully nothing unexpected happens!"

After Ximen Wudi spoke, he stepped forward and walked into the forbidden zone.

Fengwu, meanwhile, continued guarding him on either side.

The instant they neared the altar.

A chilling voice rang out simultaneously.

"Jie jie, I've been waiting for you a long time."

"Human brat!"

No sooner had the voice ended than it transformed into a dark rainbow, hurtling toward Ximen Wudi.

His speed was astonishingly swift; before he even drew near,

Thick demonic mist and a foul stench surged outward.

Causing Ximen Wudi to frown involuntarily.

Then he gestured with his hand, and a long blade appeared in his grip.

Cold light flickered, making everyone's pupils contract sharply.

Without hesitation, he slashed forward.

A brilliant blade slash, like a falling star, tore through the heavens.

"Chi!"

Amidst the sound of tearing, the attacking demonic shadow turned to ash in an instant.

This sight left everyone stunned.

Then they did not pause.

They continued rushing toward the altar.

This time, they encountered no resistance.

In a short while, they reached the base of the altar.

At this moment, among those present, aside from the three of them, all others had perished.

"Jie jie, this time I'll kill you with my own hands!"

As the voice ended, the black-robed figure stood in midair.

His eyes curled into a cruel grin.

"Hmph, who are you? Why are you in my demonic race's territory?"

"Have you forgotten our human race's warning?"

Upon hearing the voice, Ximen Wudi coldly retorted.

The killing intent in his eyes was nearly tangible.

"Warning? Hah! Your human race can't even protect yourselves—what warning could you possibly give me?"

"But today, the Old Ancestor will surely kill you."

"And don't blame me for being ruthless."

"Blame your bad luck."

"Die!"

No sooner had the black-robed figure spoken than he stepped forward.

Soaring toward Ximen Wudi.

Simultaneously, as he waved his hands, a titanic pressure spread outward.

Though his cultivation level was not high,

To ordinary Saint Realm Ninth Layer experts, it was utterly terrifying.

"Kill!"

Facing such an enemy, Ximen Wudi showed no mercy.

In an instant, he raised his golden cudgel and slammed it forward.

"Bang!"

Accompanied by a violent crash, the black-robed man was sent flying outright.

But the other party paid no heed whatsoever.

They actually charged at Ximen Wudi once more.

Such a sudden change startled even Ximen Wudi.

And just at this moment, even more experts rushed over from all around.

"Human, you actually dare to trespass my Demon Race's forbidden ground — truly tired of living!"

An icy voice rang out.

Then, several figures appeared on the scene.

They were clearly Ninth-Heavy Saint-Rank experts dispatched by the various great races.

At this moment, brilliant rays of light bloomed from their bodies.

Illuminating the entire sky dazzlingly.

"Haha, these fellows arrived rather quickly.

But I wonder whether you can withstand my attack!"

Gazing at the arriving experts of the various races, Ximen Wudi said calmly.

The next instant, intense killing intent erupted uncontrollably from his eyes.

Gripping his weapon tightly, he charged at those experts to kill.

"Die!"

A Eighth-Heavy Saint-Rank expert shouted.

His body was covered by a layer of emerald-green scale armor.

Wielding a snake spear, he charged at Ximen Wudi.

"Boom!"

The two sides collided in an instant.

Vast magical power dispersed outward.

"Hiss!"

The next instant, a spray of fresh blood flew out.

That Eighth-Heavy Saint-Rank expert had already been pierced through the chest by Ximen Wudi.

Then, the opponent's figure was sent rebounding back.