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Now, the powerful Guiyuan Group has made its move again.

This is something he has to solve.

In the square, An Changqing's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the figure walking towards death.

An Changqing was about to forcefully organize a defensive line, but when he saw the coffin, all the prepared words stuck in his throat.

He watched that figure from behind.

There were no grand pronouncements, no passionate mobilization.

He didn't even look back.

Only action.

While everyone else was in chaos and fleeing, that person had already made the only choice.

An Changqing stared blankly, and then all the hesitation in his eyes faded away, leaving only a kind of determination that had been ignited.

He turned his head, and his voice clearly reached Long Ao's ears:

"Yuehe, Long Ao, let's follow!"

Long Ao paused, followed An Changqing's gaze, and saw that solitary figure.

The anger that had been burning in his chest was replaced by something even more scorching.

While he was still focused on organizing the cowards, some brave individuals had already taken the lead on their own.

Just do it!

Long Ao grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, his fighting spirit surging: "That's more like it!"

He ignored the crowd behind him and strode after them.

Su Yuehe, however, looked towards the top of the tower, and saw more than An Changqing and Long Ao.

Is this really something they can handle?

Hesitant and indecisive, Su Yuehe's mind flashed back to the image of An Changqing, Long Ao, and Chen Guan blocking her way.

She seemed to have no need to hesitate.

Just as they never hesitated.

Not far away, Yin Chen was already surrounded by wind elements. He said softly to Hong Yuan beside him, "It seems that we won't be involved this time."

Red Kite dragged her giant axe across the ground, sparks flying. She scoffed, "That's not necessarily true."

The two did not say another word, but they had reached a consensus and followed suit without hesitation.

Several instructors who had rushed over were shouting and counting heads. One of them held an electronic list and looked at the grayed-out names on it, his face pale.

"Wei Zhe! Has anyone seen Wei Zhe from Shanghai Academy?! Answer me!"

Before his question could even finish, it was swallowed up by a deafening roar.

With that roar, another crack appeared on the wall of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

The entrance to the Tower of Ten Thousand Demons was pitch black, like the open throat of a silent behemoth, and a foul wind, a mixture of rotting corpses and aged blood, rushed out.

"Ugh... What the hell smell!" Long Ao had just taken a step in when he was hit by the heavy, almost suffocating demonic aura that made him stagger.

He raised his arm to cover his mouth and nose, complaining in a muffled voice, "It's like throwing hundreds of monsters into a cesspool and pickling them for a hundred years."

"The base of the demon-suppressing stone formation has shattered."

An Changqing's voice rang out from behind, the sword blade gleaming eerily in the dim light. His tone turned serious: "The remaining array loops and the out-of-control demonic energy are mixed together. Watch your step, the force field here will slow you down."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several low-level monsters pounced out of the darkness, but before they could even touch the hem of Chen Guan's clothes, they were pierced through the throats by several flashes of sword light and pinned to the wall.

Chen Guan ignored the commotion behind him. Carrying the black coffin on his back, he was like a knife cutting through murky water, passing straight through the screaming, low-level demons who were only concerned with escaping for their lives. His gaze pierced through the darkness and locked onto the spiral staircase leading to the upper level.

"Does this guy only see a staircase?" Hong Yuan dragged her giant axe, the blade leaving a long trail of sparks on the ground. She snorted, a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice.

"Follow him, and stop talking nonsense." Yin Chen whispered beside her. A gust of air lifted his body, allowing him to nimbly dodge a charging demonic boar. He turned and killed it with a gust of wind blade. "We'll take care of the flanks."

"I don't need you to teach me!"

Despite saying that, the two of them were already on the left and right, their wind blades and giant axes intertwining into a net, clearing a clean passage behind Chen's coffin in the blink of an eye.

The person who knows you best is often your enemy. The two have been fighting since childhood and know each other very well.

"Ha! Well done!" Long Ao's voice rang out at the top of the stairs. His arm muscles bulged and veins coiled as he grabbed a fourth-tier demon cat that pounced on him with his bare hands. With a chilling sound of bones cracking, he tore the cat in two.

The steps were soon covered with a layer of slippery monster fragments.

"Stop." An Changqing's voice suddenly rang out, his sword tip hovering in the air.

Long Ao was engrossed in the fight when he was shouted at, and he stopped, looking around: "Is there any danger?"

"Not that one." An Changqing ignored his words and gently lifted the corpse of a demonic beast with the tip of his sword. It was a fourth-tier armored rhinoceros known for its thick hide: "Look at this one."

Long Ao leaned closer, his brows furrowing. "...What is this thing? Is it dried?"

The armored rhinoceros's carcass had completely shriveled up, its thick leather armor wrinkled and tightly wrapped around the outline of its skeleton, its huge eye sockets staring blankly at the sky, and there was not a single wound on its body.

"There are some over here too." Yin Chen's voice came from around the corner of the stairs. He pointed to several other corpses of different races of demonic beasts. "They died in exactly the same way."

Hongyuan walked over and curiously poked one of the jackal demon corpses with the handle of her axe.

The seemingly intact corpse collapsed upon being touched by the axe handle, turning into a pile of grayish-white bone powder.

"Hiss..." Even someone like Hong Yuan couldn't help but gasp: "This is even more sinister than just chopping him up."

Su Yuehe squatted down, picked up a bit of powder, and stood up after a moment, shaking her head with a grim expression: "Their flesh and blood, their demon cores, everything, seemed to have been drained in the blink of an eye..."

Just as everyone felt a chill in their hearts, Chen Guan's calm voice came from above.

"All the answers are on it."

He had somehow climbed more than a dozen steps on his own and was looking down at another mummified corpse at his feet.

After saying that, he continued upwards without looking back.

Just as Long Ao was about to speak, An Changqing raised his hand to stop him.

"He's right." An Changqing sheathed his sword. "Let's go, it's time to find out the answer to the mystery."

……

The top of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower.

"An Changqing, you've arrived."

A voice filled with morbid excitement rang out from the center of the hall.

Wei Zhe stood there with his hands behind his back.

He changed into a brand new set of clothes, and the resentment he had shown before was gone from his face, replaced by an air of arrogance that suggested he was in control of the entire situation.

Beside him stood two burly demons, one with a tiger's head and a human body, his muscles bulging. Just by standing there, the aura he exuded made Long Ao feel a sense of oppression in his blood.

The other was completely shrouded in a black robe, with only a pair of ghastly green vertical pupils opening and closing under the hood.

"Seventh tier..." Yin Chen's voice was a little tense: "Two."

He subconsciously looked at Chen Guan. He used to be timid and subservient when he encountered a seventh-level opponent, but now, with Chen Guan around, he lacked nothing.