Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

"Found it."

Ji Fanghua's face lit up with joy, "Just follow it."

"Walk."

Li Yuan immediately opened his star field, enveloping the two women within it. There was no spiritual energy here, and flying through the void consumed a great deal of energy. With him carrying the two of them, they could save spiritual energy.

Ji Fanghua held a glimmer of light in her fingertip and pointed it into the void. Li Yuan's figure transformed into a streak of light and flew away into the distance.

At this moment, amidst the chaotic void, the strange beasts that had previously fought against the void behemoth were now moving through the rocks at an extremely fast speed, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.

"call out!"

Suddenly, the strange beast stopped, hovering in the void. The next moment, it transformed into human form, which turned out to be the Xuan Tian Demon Emperor.

"Langhuan, come out."

His handsome face was expressionless, and his tone was indifferent.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

A beautiful figure emerged from the rocks, bowing respectfully; it was none other than the Demon Queen of Langhuan.

She was separated from the others after the passage collapsed, struggled for a long time in the void turbulence, and was eventually swept here by an undercurrent.

Not long ago, she received a special message from the Xuan Tian Demon Emperor, instructing her to wait where she was.

"Your Majesty," Langhuan said anxiously, "it is my incompetence that caused the passage to collapse, preventing me from bringing them to the Holy Land..."

"It's alright."

Xuan Tian interrupted her, standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air, his tone calm, "The collapse of the passage is not your fault. I have already dealt with the unusual behavior of the Void Beasts."

"But the coordinates have been destroyed, and the passage is cut off..."

Langhuan hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

Xuan Tian took out a new crystal from his sleeve. It was brighter than the previous one, with fine silver patterns flowing across its surface, and it seemed to wriggle slightly like a living thing.

He handed the crystal to Langhuan.

"These are the exact coordinates of the Holy Land, clearer than the previous one, enough to guide you through the void."

"Your mission is to find Li Yuan and bring him safely to the sacred land of the demon race."

Langhuan took the coordinates, her eyes flashing: "Yes, I will certainly live up to your mission."

As the two were talking, they saw two figures flying in from a distance, arriving in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

The newcomers were none other than the Azure Lotus Demon Saint and the Profound Ice Demon Emperor. Xuan Tian nodded, glanced at her, said nothing more, and turned to leave with the two of them.

Langhuan watched his figure disappear into the depths of the void, then lowered her head to look at the crystal in her hand, her gaze complex.

In another turbulent area, the three emperors had also escaped the turbulence, but they were unlucky and landed in a very dangerous area.

If it weren't for the Emperor Emeritus's extraordinary cultivation level, which allowed him to forcefully tear a path through the chaotic void with his divine sense and land on the edge of the wasteland, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

As soon as he stood still, the Imperial Advisor's gaze sharpened slightly as he looked into the distance: "Your Majesty, there are people over there."

The Emperor Emeritus followed his gaze and saw Langhuan's figure appear at the end of the wasteland, walking and stopping from time to time, pondering.

"Follow them."

The retired emperor narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them.

The three followed Langhuan at a distance, maintaining a sufficient distance so as not to be discovered or lost.

Langhuan has spatial coordinates; as long as you follow her, you won't have trouble finding the entrance to the demon race's holy land.

Suddenly, the retired emperor sensed an alarm, abruptly stopped, looked at the turbulent waters, and shouted sharply.

"Who is it? Show yourself!"

A figure in black slowly emerged. Xuan Tian stood with his hands behind his back, his long robe fluttering slightly in the dim yellow light of the sky.

Behind him, the Azure Lotus Demon Saint and the Profound Ice Demon Emperor stood on either side, blocking their path.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Great Tang Dynasty."

Xuan Tian's face showed a mocking expression. "Oh, no, it's the Emperor Emeritus. Long time no see. How have you been?"

The retired emperor stopped and faced Xuan Tian across the void, his gaze deep and unfathomable. The wind began to rise over the wasteland, stirring up a cloud of dust.

There was no movement between the two, and the atmosphere of the entire wasteland became incredibly heavy in that instant, as if the sky itself had lowered.

"Xuantian".

The retired emperor clasped his hands together and said calmly, "After we parted ways back then, I thought we would never see each other again in this life."

"Heh, really?"

Xuan Tian sneered, "You and I both know that we'll have to walk this path sooner or later."

He slowly raised his hand as he spoke: "But this time, you shouldn't have come."

"Shouldn't I have come?"

The Emperor Emeritus laughed. "You don't actually think that just because it's called the Holy Land of the Demon Race, it belongs to your Demon Court, do you?"

Xuan Tian's face immediately darkened. He didn't say anything more, but slowly took a step forward.

In an instant, the world changed color.

The dark yellow sky seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, cracking and breaking open with countless golden lines.

Xuan Tian's figure blurred within the cracks, but his aura surged, unleashing a terrifying pressure that swept outwards like a god awakened from antiquity.

An ancient and pure power, as if the most primordial rules at the beginning of time were embodied in him.

"Hmph! Let me see how far you've come all these years."

The retired emperor snorted coldly and moved as well.

A faint golden halo emanated from his body, within which countless ancient runes could be vaguely seen rapidly circulating, like billions of stars revolving within his body.

He had been in the mid-stage of the Forgotten Realm for decades, and his power had long been accumulating to its limit. Now that he was releasing it, the entire wasteland began to tremble under his aura.

"boom!"

The two auras collided in the center of the wasteland, like two walls crashing together, then silently compressing each other.

The pebbles on the wasteland slowly rose between the two of them, then silently shattered into powder. The air was compressed to its limit, emitting a faint buzzing sound, like the whispers of thousands of mosquitoes.

The ground beneath their feet began to sink, and cracks spread outwards like a spider web across the entire wasteland.

"Mid-stage of the Forgotten Realm," Xuan Tian said calmly. "It seems you haven't been idle these past few years."

"You're not bad either." The Emperor Emeritus's gaze was calm. "You've reached the late stage of Demon Emperor, a step ahead of me."

Haha, good to know! You won't escape my grasp today!

The Demon Emperor Xuantian laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

The two of them took action at the same time.

There were no moves, no spells, only a pure clash of rules. The Emperor Emeritus thrust out a palm, and a golden sun condensed in his palm, containing his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth, as if he were holding an entire world in his hand.

Xuan Tian was not afraid at all. He raised his palm to meet the attack. His palm was filled with chaotic darkness, as if he had compressed the entire void into his palm.

"Boom boom boom!"

The two palms collided, creating a silent shockwave that rippled across the wasteland.

The shockwave spread outwards, shearing away a layer of ground wherever it passed, turning rubble into dust, and even causing subtle distortions in the distant space.

The two men took a step back at the same time, then stepped forward at the same time, and clashed again.

This battle was more mysterious than any battle Li Yuan had ever experienced before.

The Emperor Emeritus's palm contained a profound understanding of the laws of heaven and earth; his power was like a vast river, flowing and converging in the void before colliding.

Every contact alters the laws governing the surrounding space.

Xuan Tian, ​​on the other hand, is like a bottomless abyss. No matter how powerful the Emperor Emeritus's attacks are, they can be swallowed up silently and then retaliated against with even greater ferocity.

After exchanging blows for dozens of rounds, the wasteland had been reduced to a series of uneven ruins.

Fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on the Emperor Emeritus's forehead, but Xuan Tian's aura remained as calm and steady as ever.

The power of the late-stage Demon Emperor ultimately overwhelmed that of the mid-stage Forgotten Realm, and Xuan Tian began to gain the upper hand, a disdainful smile appearing on his face.