Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Seeing the eager expressions on everyone's faces, Li Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "How about... we give it a try?"

"Okay, okay."

Yu Ling'er immediately beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly. The others exchanged glances and nodded in agreement as well.

"Alright, in that case, Junior Sister Ji, you are responsible for finding the key array nodes. The five of us will work together and inject spiritual energy at the same time."

"Yes."

Ji Fanghua immediately sensed the location of the array point by point and soon pointed out the location of the three array points.

"Now, listen to my command, we will exert our strength simultaneously, with Junior Sister Ji in charge of activating the formation."

The four of them each took a position, placed their palms on the center of the formation, and were just about to exert their power.

"roar--!"

A deafening roar came from the depths of the ruins. Immediately afterward, the ground shook, and a ferocious beast resembling a giant lion, covered in dark gold metallic scales, smashed through the broken wall and pounced towards them.

This demonic beast possessed a powerful aura, clearly at the level of a demon general, and its aura was extremely violent.

"Damn it, hurry up and inject spiritual power!" Li Yuan shouted sharply, wielding his sword with one hand to meet the oncoming golden-scaled lion demon, while his other hand surged with spiritual power, crashing into the nearest array eye.

Chu Yunhe and Shen Lian were relatively close, and while they were also focused on dealing with the demonic lion, their hands were not idle. They each poured their spiritual power into a key point of the array.

Om-!

The array's key points lit up one by one, and the ground began to tremble, revealing the incomplete array.

The golden-scaled lion demon seemed startled, its attack slowed, and it let out a restless growl.

At the center of the formation, Ji Fanghua's expression was solemn as she continuously adjusted her spiritual power. The light grew brighter and brighter, and the space began to distort violently as a white light gate slowly took shape.

However, this door was extremely unstable, constantly flickering and even somewhat distorted. The scene inside was unclear, with only a violent and chaotic aura constantly emanating from it.

"Let's go!" Ji Fanghua shouted to the others, her forehead covered in sweat, worried that the formation might collapse at any moment.

"Advance!" Li Yuan shouted to the crowd, forcing the lion demon back with a single strike.

"yes!"

Without hesitation, everyone dodged and plunged into the white portal of light.

"Awooo!"

The lion demon roared and pounced on the group, its claws nearly striking Ji Fanghua, who was at the very back.

The next moment, the five figures disappeared into the portal of light. The white portal flickered violently a few times before collapsing into specks of light. The broken array also lost its luster, as if it had exhausted its last bit of energy.

"Awooo!"

The lion demon, having missed its target, roared angrily at the empty ruins before sullenly walking away.

The moment the Divine Martial Squad was teleported away, the water mirror screen on the Heavenly Election Platform suddenly flickered and distorted violently, then turned into a flurry of static.

The footage of the Divine Warrior Squad simply vanished!

"What happened?"

"Why is the light screen at Shenwu Academy gone?"

"Where were they teleported to?"

"The light screens for the other three teams are all working normally!"

The entire audience erupted in uproar. They stared in astonishment at the screen filled with static, whispering amongst themselves. On the high platform, Liu Hongyan, who had remained calm and composed, suddenly changed her expression and stood up abruptly.

Su Wenyuan shook his head at her, but a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

The Divine Martial Academy has gone missing in the Lesser Mystic Heaven Secret Realm.

……

After a brief period of dizziness, Li Yuan and the other four fell onto a cold, hard surface.

Yu Ling'er took out the illumination bead, and the light dispelled the darkness, revealing that they were in an extremely spacious underground palace.

The palace was built of bluish-gray megaliths, with an ancient and magnificent style. Many of the stone pillars were broken, and the dome was also damaged, revealing the dark rock layer above.

"Where is this?" Yu Ling'er rubbed her sore arm and looked around curiously.

"It looks like the ruins of some ancient sect, and it's hidden very well. At least it hasn't been discovered before." Chu Yunhe's eyes showed excitement.

The unknown means danger, but it also means great rewards.

As the team leader, Li Yuan immediately released his spiritual sense to sense that everything was alright, but his gaze was drawn to the huge murals on the palace walls.

The murals are faded and many parts have peeled off and become blurred, but the general content can still be discerned. They depict not ordinary sectarian daily life, but a series of brutal wars.

Both sides in the war wielded various magical weapons and unleashed earth-shattering supernatural powers, displaying extraordinary momentum.

Judging from their appearance, one side was clearly a human cultivator, seemingly belonging to different sects, but they were fighting side by side at the moment.

On the other side was an army of demons of all shapes and sizes. Some had wings on their backs that blotted out the sky, some had nine heads and eight tails that breathed fire, and some were as huge as mountains, causing the earth to crack with every move they made...

The battle was extremely fierce; the sky was shattered, the earth was ravaged, corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

"Is this the great war between humans and demons in ancient times?" Yu Ling'er gasped, stunned by the fierce and magnificent war depicted in the mural.

The five of them looked at the paintings on the wall one by one. They recorded the beginning of the war, the invasion of the demon alliance, the slaughter of humans, and how the major sects of the human race finally united and paid an unimaginable price to repel the demons.

When Li Yuan reached the last wall, he suddenly stopped and his pupils contracted sharply.

This mural depicts a decisive battle scene. In the center of the painting, an ancient god, towering over the heavens and earth, is shrouded in a hazy divine light. He wields a huge long sword and slashes at a demon god with overwhelming arrogance.

What shocked Li Yuan was the long sword in the ancient god's hand. The style of the sword, and even the faint runes on its blade, were seven or eight parts similar to the nameless sword in his hand.

Although the blades in the murals are much larger and radiant with divine light, their shapes are exactly the same.

It's an unnamed sword!

Could this sword have participated in that earth-shattering war between gods and demons in ancient times?

He suddenly remembered what Mr. Mo had once said: the nameless sword was brought back from an ancient battlefield by Li Bi, the founder of the Divine Martial Academy and the Imperial Preceptor.

Li Yuan's heart pounded wildly. He recalled that when the nameless sword absorbed the demonic power of the vine demon, he seemed to have seen a blurry scene of a battlefield.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and continued to look at the mural. Unfortunately, the mural was severely damaged, especially the part where the demon god was located, most of which had peeled off, leaving only a small part of his body exposed.

Li Yuan's gaze was fixed on the Demon God's hand, where the image was even more blurry. He could vaguely see that above the Demon God's palm, there was a blurry building outline floating.

Although the outline was blurry and incomplete, Li Yuan recognized it at a glance. It was the mysterious bronze palace in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the ancient and vast aura it exuded was exactly the same.

"Buzz—!"

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, the bronze palace seemed to sense something, trembling slightly and emitting a dim light.

Li Yuan was struck dumb, staggering back a step, his face turning pale instantly. He could hardly believe it, and a terrible guess surfaced in his mind.

Could it be... that this bronze palace is not some ancient relic, but is related to the demon god in that mural? Is it an object of the demon god?