Outside the Demon Race's Ancestral Land, three Quasi-Supremes joined forces to fight against a Demon Lord in the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
This Demon Lord was not an ordinary existence. He was exceptionally powerful and tyrannical. He was known as the Primordial Demon Lord and was an existence comparable to the Undead Demon Lord in the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
The Primordial Demon Lord's demonic might was unparalleled. He actually displayed the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Art in an attempt to swallow the three Quasi-Supremes in one go.
"Roar!"
The three Quasi-Supremes frantically struggled and roared. They wanted to break through the devouring power, but it was useless.
If they were swallowed by the Primordial Demon Lord, they would definitely die.
The three Quasi-Supremes desperately attacked, but the Primordial Demon Lord was too strong. The three Quasi-Supremes quickly flew towards the Primordial Demon Lord's mouth.
Just as the three Quasi-Supremes were about to be swallowed by the Primordial Demon Lord, a sword light descended from the sky and directly split open a pitch-black spatial crack in front of the Primordial Demon Lord, separating the Primordial Demon Lord from the three Quasi-Supremes.
The three Quasi-Supremes only felt the pressure on their bodies loosen. The powerful devouring power that enveloped them disappeared in an instant.
Escaping from death, the three Quasi-Supremes broke out in a cold sweat. They directly rushed into the distance, instantly increasing the distance between them and the Primordial Demon Lord.
"This Demon Lord really lives up to his reputation!"
In the Demon Race's Ancestral Land, the Old Tortoise said with a faint smile. He had dealt with the Primordial Demon Lord many times over the years.
The One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains was the last demonic domain of the Heavenly Realm. For countless years, there were people who wanted to destroy the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, but they never succeeded.
There was once a ruthless person who killed his way into the depths of the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, but in the end, he still retreated in defeat.
In the depths of the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, there was an extremely terrifying thing that even peerless experts had no choice but to retreat. In the present world, even the Old Tortoise, the Demon Race's Lord, was unwilling to provoke the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains.
However, ever since the day Gu Fei struck the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains, the One Hundred Thousand Devil Mountains and Gu Fei had become mortal enemies.
This time, the Primordial Demon Lord brought the Demons to the Sacred Mountain to settle the score with Gu Fei. However, he was worried about the Old Tortoise and did not want to act rashly.
Old Tortoise was a descendant of the Grand Emperor after all. He held the Grand Emperor's Seal and had many experts under him. The Demon Race's ancestral land was once the Grand Emperor's place of enlightenment.
No one knew what the Grand Emperor had prepared.
For an existence like the Grand Emperor, it was impossible for him to not have a backup plan.
"With him making a move, the Primordial Demon Head is doomed."
Xiaoqing also laughed.
The existence that sliced through the void was a black-clothed youth. This black-clothed youth carried a rusted sword on his back.
"Those who block me shall die. Little fellow, were you the one who blocked me just now?"
The Primordial Demon Lord stared at the black-robed youth, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, and his gaze flickered.
Everyone thought that the person who attacked was the Eastern Sky Tyrant Emperor. It should be noted that among all the quasi-sovereigns present, only the Eastern Sky Tyrant Emperor could compete with the Primordial Demon Lord.
Moreover, the Eastern Sky Tyrant Emperor was also an expert in the Sword Dao. With the Grand-Orient Sword in hand, even the Primordial Demon Lord had to be wary of her.
The Grand-Orient Sword was an ultimate emperor dao artifact that could stand shoulder to shoulder with an ultimate dao artifact.
"Gu Fei?"
When the Eastern Sky Tyrant Emperor saw the black-clothed youth, he exclaimed in surprise.
"What? He's Gu Fei?"
The experts from the Celestial Realm who were watching the battle nearby were also shocked. Among them, only a few had actually seen Gu Fei's face.
However, anyone who knew of Gu Fei's existence was stunned.
Gu Fei was the most terrifying person in the Celestial Realm. He had once killed so many people in the Celestial Realm that even the Primordial Emperor Xian had been defeated by Gu Fei.
The Southern Fire Clan of the Celestial Realm had also been defeated by Gu Fei alone.
As soon as he appeared, the entire world suddenly calmed down.
Even if they had never seen Gu Fei before, they had more or less heard of Gu Fei.
"Isn't Gu Fei in seclusion in the Ancestral Grounds of the Demon Race?" someone asked in surprise.
"That's right. That Gu Fei is in seclusion. How could he possibly appear here?"
Many people came to their senses.
"It's not his real body!"
The Eastern Sky Tyrant Emperor looked at the black-clothed youth with a somewhat complicated expression.
This Gu Fei was not his real body, but a clone. To be precise, it was a clone, because only clones had flesh and blood.
"Not his real body?"
Everyone was shocked when they heard this.
The aura emitted from this black-clothed youth was truly somewhat terrifying. His entire person was like an unsheathed peerless sword that no one dared to approach.
"Haha, little fellow, you underestimate your ancestor too much. You actually want to use a clone to contend with this ancestor?"
The Primordial Demon Lord said coldly.
"It's enough to kill you!"
Gu Fei's clone looked indifferent.
"Is that so?"
The Primordial Demon Lord suddenly stopped smiling.
"Go to hell!"
The Primordial Demon Lord stretched out his right hand, and a demonic hand instantly appeared in the void, directly grabbing at Gu Fei's doppelganger. Violent demonic power surged out from the demonic hand, sealing off the surroundings.
"Shua!"
Without seeing how this clone of Gu Fei moved, a bright sword light suddenly appeared in the void, directly chopping at the terrifying demon hand that was grabbing at it.
Where the sword light passed, the demon hand was instantly split in half, and then dissipated in the void.
After the sword light split the demon hand, its momentum did not decrease, and it continued to slash at the Primordial Demon Lord.
"Roar!"
The Primordial Demon Lord looked up to the sky and laughed. Only to see him waving his right hand, and an extremely sharp sword light immediately rushed out from his hand.
Although this level of Sword Qi was strong, it was almost impossible to defeat Gu Fei.
Gu Fei waved his right hand casually, and the vines that wrapped around his body directly collapsed in the void.
"Shua!"
The Sword Qi was vast and mighty, and Gu Fei's clone directly faced his right hand. An extremely powerful murderous aura filled the air, and the temperature of the entire heaven and earth rapidly dropped.
Gu Fei's clone moved. With a flash, his clone directly disappeared in the void, and in the next moment, he appeared above the Primordial Demon Lord's head without any warning.
Without any hesitation, this foot of Gu Fei's clone caused the void to collapse.
"Kill!"
The Primordial Demon Lord roared, and a mass of black light erupted from his body, instantly taking this Lord Demon Lord into it.
"This is …"
Gu Fei's doppelganger only felt the world spinning around him. He immediately understood what had happened. He had been plotted against by someone and had been sucked into the inner world.
He saw that everything around him was pitch-black, and there was no light at all.
"Haha … All of you are dead."
The Primordial Demon Lord's voice sounded in this pitch-black void.
"Hehe, do you think you can destroy my clone like this?"
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