Chapter 309
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Countless Heavenly Demons danced in his domain, wantonly intertwining, devouring, and killing. All the desires and darkness in the world were vividly reflected on the Heavenly Demons.
Suddenly, he became vigilant.
He felt his hair stand on end.
He sat up from his throne and looked around vigilantly.
He saw a sword flying over from afar.
The sword was as hot as a scarlet chain. It burned his eyes.
It reminded him of the moment when his clone was pierced through the head in the human world.
However, this sword was even faster than before. It was also even more terrifying.
It looked like it already had the power of the Void Treading Realm.
Demon King Xiao's pupils constricted.
Impossible! Only two years had passed in the human world. How could that person reach the Void Treading Realm so quickly?
Thus, he drove the black fog to block it.
However, he was shocked to find that he could not block it.
The power of that sword was not only limited to the Void Treading Realm.
How could this be?
How could there be such a sword technique in this world? He thought, how could there be such a monster —
The sword light was close.
Everything seemed to have happened yesterday.
"No —!!!"
The sword light illuminated the entire void.
When the sword light dissipated, the Heavenly Demon's lair in the void had already been destroyed by this sword.
Ye Yunlan sheathed his sword.
He did not look behind him again.
He stepped through the void and returned to the human world.
The wind blew in the human world.
Everything around him seemed to be able to be suppressed with a flip of his hand. There was nothing worth him stopping, nor was there anything worth him reluctant to part with.
He frowned. Was he close to success? The Immortal Realm forcefully suppressed the indifference to the human world.
He passed through the clouds and returned to the Demon Palace.
He walked through the sea of spider lilies.
He saw the sleeping face of the person in the bamboo building.
A burning and surging emotion surged from his heart. He walked over and buried his face in the other party's chest.
It was like a tired bird returning to the forest.
He was deeply attached.
136 、 The Finale
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