Realm-Hopping Martial Master

At the same time, a majestic voice echoed in Feng Yuan Demon Venerable’s ears.

"For now, hold your hand; you cannot kill him yet."

Cannot kill?

Feng Yuan Demon Venerable turned his head, watching the Heaven-Burning Ancestor struggling and roaring, his heart was taken aback.

Could it be that the Heaven-Burning Ancestor might ascend to the Demon Lord?

Or perhaps, the Heaven-Burning Ancestor’s strength had already surpassed their imagination.

A chance to bring harm even to a Demon Lord?

Impossible!

Almost at the next moment, Feng Yuan Demon Venerable dismissed this possibility.

Any Demon Lord striking is tantamount to the Heavenly Dao personally taking action to suppress.

Cultivating to the rank of Demon Venerable means merely understanding several paths of the Great Dao.

It’s akin to having patches of mundane rivers.

But these rivers, ultimately, must enter the sea.

Once a tsunami arrives, these mundane rivers will be submerged in an instant.

Then there was only one possibility left.

The Heaven-Burning Ancestor was still a pawn of the Emperor Palace, even though he had lost his senses at the moment.

But the Emperor Palace also had means to suppress and manipulate the Heaven-Burning Ancestor!

Yet such a half-mad Half-step Demon Lord, surviving and still being controlled.

Could it really require the intervention of a Demon Lord?

After all, even someone like him, a Demon Venerable, felt incapable of achieving it.

Feng Yuan Demon Venerable shivered all over.

At this moment, a voice appeared in the sky.

"Fall back."

Without the slightest hesitation, a group of Demon Venerable experts retreated one after another, even the Great Array suppressing the Heaven-Burning Ancestor disintegrated completely.

"Kill!"

Once freed, the Heaven-Burning Ancestor roared, his eyes filled with overwhelming killing intent. His physical body had been wounded, but his aura showed no signs of weakening; even the paths of the Great Dao on him were still terrifyingly burning.

He immediately transformed into a scarlet long rainbow, heading towards the Emperor Palace in the sky.

"Mad, truly mad!"

"To dare provoke the Emperor Palace!"

"At this time, the Emperor Palace seems to be a phantom, but Demon Venerables used to project its shadow; there surely are some Demon Lord’s methods within."

"The Heaven-Burning Ancestor, being just a Half-step Demon Lord, how could he compare to a true Demon Lord."

The hearts of many Demon Venerables were filled with complex excitement.

After all, if a real battle broke out, perhaps some of them would fall.

Nothing like now, where they only needed to watch.

Thus, in just an instant, they all retreated, including Ao Qing, who was alone facing and suppressing the Heaven-Burning Ancestor.

Meanwhile, the Heaven-Burning Ancestor was incredibly ecstatic and deranged; countless flames erupted, seemingly like a crashing Great Sun Haoyang, rushing towards the Emperor Palace.

However...

Such strength doesn’t even require a Demon Lord to act personally.

Within that majestic palace, several Demon Venerables combined their strength, and the palace emitted a dazzling radiance, descending directly!

The next moment, the Heaven-Burning Ancestor abruptly collided with the Emperor Palace.

The Emperor Palace itself was a Returning Void Realm Dao Artifact.

The phantom also held nearly half its great power, capable of resisting even a Daoist Master.

Let alone the Heaven-Burning Ancestor, who was merely a Half-step Demon Lord.

Multiple paths were unleashed by the Heaven-Burning Ancestor, countless glorious splendors emitted, as if the world was to be burnt into silence here.

Yet beneath that majestic palace, everything returned to silence, forcibly suppressed.

At this moment, every Venerable of the Demon Race was in the Void, watching intently.

For them over the years, it was the first time seeing the Emperor Palace suppress.

Instantly, the Heaven-Burning Ancestor was gradually pressed downward, countless radiant lights entangled his body.

"Boom!"

The Heaven-Burning Ancestor struggled for a long time.

But ultimately, he could not match the Emperor Palace, enveloped by countless profound lights, transformed into a light sphere suppressed within.

For a moment, witnessing such a scene, many Demon Venerables fell silent.

The Emperor Palace, which they frequently interacted with, was merely a phantom, yet it could unleash such power.

It didn’t even need a Demon Lord to act; just a Demon Lord’s residence was capable of suppressing a Demon Venerable Peak.

Shortly after, a Demon Venerable wearing a five-colored garment, taking on a humanoid form, flew out from the palace.

"I greet this lord!"

Ao Qing raised his hand in a gesture of respect.

Although the other person was only at a Demon Venerable Middle Stage Realm, a notch weaker in realm compared to him.

At this moment, being able to emerge from the Emperor Palace surely meant representing some Demon Lord within the Emperor Palace.

He had to treat them with respect.

"Ao Qing Demon Venerable, the Demon Lord has already instructed that the Heaven-Burning Ancestor still has use. The main battleground we have been seeking is about to appear shortly."

"It’s just a pity the current battle, those Human Clan may be sluggish, but they will definitely respond."

"We must seize every minute and second to extract the maximum benefit within."

Five-colored Demon Venerable spoke.

"Yes, we comply with the Demon Lord’s orders."

Ao Qing nodded solemnly, then shifted his form to become a half-human, half-dragon with sharp dragon scales.

He knelt on one knee, speaking solemnly.

He knew what the main battleground signified.

"The Demon Lord has also commanded that the Demon Race’s Demon Venerables are to take turns entering the Emperor Palace to suppress the Heaven-Burning Ancestor, without missing a beat."

"As you command."

Ao Qing nodded respectfully.

The Heaven-Burning Ancestor being suppressed, naturally, did not necessitate the Demon Lord’s personal intervention.

After all, this would accelerate the integration process of these titans.

The true suppressor was, in fact, that Emperor Palace.

And these Demon Venerables, naturally, also had to act to maintain the suppressing power.

Moments later, the five-colored Demon Venerable turned and left.

Ao Qing stood up, eyes deep.

"Even the great figures in the Emperor Palace have taken action, it seems indeed a turbulent time."

Taking a deep breath, Ao Qing turned to the gathered Venerables and immediately said, "With the Emperor Palace suppressing the Heaven-Burning Ancestor, we shall act together, rotating every ten days, use our power to assist the Emperor Palace."

Upon hearing this, the Demon Venerables nodded in agreement immediately.

A moment later, Ao Qing returned to the underground palace, then saw a figure with a golden horn, with an extraordinary demeanor, waiting for him.

Golden Horn!

Compared to the last great war, Golden Horn’s aura had expanded significantly.

So he was still at the Demon Venerable Early Stage Realm, but in Ao Qing’s eyes, he had accumulated a great deal.

"Greetings, Ancestor; just now..."

"No need to test; these matters need not be concealed from you."

Ao Qing waved his hand, sighed, "The Demon Lord ordered the suppression of the Heaven-Burning Ancestor, to use later."

"Ancestor, the battlefield you mentioned, where exactly is it?" Golden Horn couldn’t help but ask.

"That’s the major enemy within our Demon Domain, where all their foundation lies buried."

Against Golden Horn, Ao Qing held no intention of concealing anything.

With Ancestor Dragon Bloodline, Golden Horn’s cultivation speed was incredibly fast, advancing swiftly in the Power Dao.

The gap to a Demon Venerable Middle Stage Realm was just a step forward.

The Ancestor Dragon Bloodline was indeed more mysterious than he had imagined.

In the future, if he could enter the Demon Lord Realm, it would ensure the Dragon Clan reclaimed the top position.

Ao Qing showed a hint of relief, saying, "When the battlefield fully opens, you must enter it with me."

"Oh, could there be treasures related to the Power Dao or opportunities there?"

Golden Horn raised an eyebrow and immediately guessed.

"Indeed, the opportunity there might be the key for you to surpass Jiang Taixuan in realm."

"However, you and he cultivate the same Dao. Each path of the Dao, when taken to the extreme, allows only one. Therefore, you are natural enemies, bound by karma, and he will undoubtedly appear there."

Speaking of this matter, Ao Qing’s sinister, dignified visage revealed a trace of shadow.

"A few days ago, it was Jiang Shu who unexpectedly entered a fragment of the battlefield, causing various mishaps..."

"If not for this, our Demon Race could have gradually consolidated the opportunities rather than being in the current situation."

"Jiang Taixuan’s fortune is too prosperous, simply unbelievable. But no matter how abundant his fortune, he can never surpass you! You carry the Ancestor Dragon Bloodline!"