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The night was dark and the wind was high. Dark clouds covered the sky and the waning moon. It was destined that tonight would not be peaceful.

The man's movements were unpredictable. Now, he had appeared again, on top of an extinct volcano. In front of him was a huge crater filled with yellow sand.

"There is no longer a need for the Earth King's Valley clan to exist. They will be of no value if they don't listen to the orders."

The man seemed to be talking to the air, but the yellow sand at the bottom of the hole was rolling, as if something was about to appear.

"Hua!" "Hua!" "Hua!"

A large number of shadows flew out from the yellow sand towards the man. Under the dim light, he could vaguely see that they were masks. These masks were only the size of a human head.

"Indeed, he is dishonest. He still dares to put up a last-ditch effort and the Earth King Valley will be removed from the list."

The man sneered. He raised his right hand and flipped it over. Those masks were slowly being pressed down as if they weighed a thousand pounds.

The number of masks was extremely terrifying. They covered the sky, but they were all blocked by the man's hand at the top of the hole.

Following which, the man's eyes turned scarlet. This time, it wasn't just his eyes. There was only scarlet within his eye sockets.

His eyes swept across the bottom of the Earth King Valley. Everywhere his gaze passed, the mask cracked under the immense pressure and eventually broke into pieces.

Boom!

The mountains around the Earth King Valley immediately collapsed, turning the entire valley into ruins. From afar, it looked like the mountains had been moved away.

In the next moment, the man's figure appeared in every corner of the eight great demon regions. There were even battlefields that required different dimensions, and even the man from the meteorite battlefield only needed to take a few steps to enter.

He stood at the center of the Star Wars Battlefield, the underworld king palace was still standing.

The man suddenly struck out, and a ray of light shot towards the palace. When the ray of light reached the palace, it strangely disappeared.

As if he had never appeared before, the man no longer spoke to him upon seeing this. He flew into the air and opened his blood-red eyes once again. His gaze swept across the entire Nether God Battlefield, emitting pitiful cries in many places.

The scream lasted for two hours. Suddenly, the veins on the man's hands bulged and his ten fingers pointed downwards as if he was grabbing something.

"Rise!"

As the man roared, the entire Domain of the Falling Stars trembled. The sky darkened, and a cold wind blew between the heavens and the earth, as if doomsday had arrived.

Under the ground, black threads intertwined with each other, shining under the guidance of the man as they left the ground.

At this moment, the black and white lines revealed their true form. It was actually a dense web, like a spider web. However, this net was extremely large and covered the entire meteorite battlefield.

The man frowned deeply as he fiddled with the internet. Some of the threads were cut off by him while others were connected to him. Many of the lines were directly erased by him.

Finally, he returned the net to the ground.

"Almost there. Last stop, Buried Dragon Abyss."

The man pulled off his clothes, revealing his chest. His chest was actually translucent, and one could faintly see his bones and internal organs. He didn't have much time left.

But it was enough.

As he thought about this, the scene changed. The man had arrived at the Demon Burying Valley in the blink of an eye.

The place where the man landed was the Fallen Immortal Cliff, one of the three great danger zones of the Demon Burying Valley. It was said that the Dragon Emperor had fallen here.

Sizzle.

With just his hands, the space was torn apart, as if he was pulling a zipper.

There was another space within the torn crack, but there were only corpses that filled the mountains and rivers. The entire space was filled with this kind of bloody scene, a truly tragic scene.

The moment the man stepped into this world, the blood river began to boil, and green light began to shine in the eyes of many of the holes in the ground.

This space was the world that Zhuge and Lin Xiao entered when the Trial of the Demon Burying Valley opened.

The two of them had even obtained a dozen or so eye of fortune in this world, and Lin Xiao had even obtained a dragon scale and a demonic flag.

"Recruit a demon flag?"

The man received the memory and opened the spacetime tunnel with his mutated eyes. He stretched out his right hand and entered the spacetime tunnel, seemingly searching for something. Not long after, a ring appeared in his hand.

Half of the broken flag emerged from the ring and rested on his palm.

"It broke?"

The man furrowed his brows. Not only did the banner in his hand break, even half of the banner had disappeared. No one knew where it was.

His face was full of puzzlement. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and stepped onto the highest mountain of corpses in this space. On top of the mountain, a disc was slowly rotating.

He reached out his hand towards the disk, and without any resistance, touched it.

In that instant, a large amount of light lit up on the disk. The man looked carefully and soon found Ni Duan.

There should have been 600 light dots on the disk, but now there were only 599, one less.

"The Spring of Destiny is missing one. It will take a hundred years to produce one. There's no time left." The man released the disk and walked over to a pit. This was originally a spring of good fortune, but now there was only one pit, and the spring had been dug out by someone.

A familiar aura.

The man's eyes narrowed, and he ran his fingers over his wrist, causing blood to flow into the pit.

It took a day and a night for the man to stop. His lips were pale with loss of blood.

With his cultivation, a single drop of blood was like a sea in a lake. This kind of situation would never happen, but there was no other way. The body he used was not his own.

Strictly speaking, he was already dead. He was simply fusing his own bones into the bodies of his descendants, so that he could temporarily live in the world.

That deep hole had already been filled with blood. If it was his blood, it would only take a few decades for it to turn into a spring of good fortune.

After doing all of this, his body became a bit weaker. He had to return before his strength disappeared, otherwise his descendant would really die here.

The man left this space and returned to the mountain cliff above Demon Burying Valley. Before he left, he looked at the snowy valley in the westernmost area for a full ten minutes before turning around and leaving.

After he left Demon Burying Valley, he found himself in a city. The city was bustling with noise and excitement as endless streams of people came and went. Above the city was a palace floating in the air, which was very eye-catching.

This time, the man didn't use his ability to leave. Instead, he walked among the crowd until he left the city on foot. Only then did he disappear from where he stood.

Not long after the man had disappeared, three little fellows appeared. These three little fellows were all palm-sized. They were all dressed in chivalrous clothing and even wore small bamboo hats that covered their faces.

"Lost him? Damn it! Little Sword, Little Sister Xi, don't you think that person is very similar to Father?"

One of the little girl bitterly sighed, then looked towards the other two as she questioned.

"I also feel like my father, but it doesn't seem like it." The only boy of the three shook his head.

"Why don't we stop the experiential learning and tell mom?"

The smallest girl spoke, and when she spoke, she gave off the air of a child.

However, her words caused the other two to nod their heads. The three small figures moved and disappeared from the city gate …