Asura Mad Emperor

The Crimson Flame Bird dared not rashly depart, following closely behind Qinchuan with each step.

All around, a multitude of demons and creatures followed, their presence vast and soul-shaking.

Powerful perception allowed Qinchuan to sense the gaze cast from afar, and he couldn\'t help but turn his head towards the distance, fixing his gaze on the woman\'s location.

Some of the more powerful demons also sensed something, looking over following Qinchuan\'s gaze.

"Emperor, do you want to..."

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the great demon next to Qinchuan.

Qinchuan merely glanced back at him, and the great demon\'s face turned pale, immediately bowing his head, daring not to speak further.

"No need to mind them."

Taking back his gaze, Qinchuan walked on, stepping on the rolling demonic Qi, heading towards the inner depths.

The demonic Qi churned, transforming into clouds that carried Qinchuan thousands of miles in an instant.

Countless demons and creatures from all directions followed on either side.

Several great demons and Great Devils also withdrew their gazes from the woman hidden among the treetops in the distance, respectfully following behind Qinchuan.

In an instant, a demonic wind howled, and clouds stretched across the sky toward the far distance, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Meanwhile, at a distance,

The stunning and tall woman was ice-cold all over, her body already drenched in cold sweat.

She had not expected that, despite the vast distance between them, her single probing glance would be sensed by Qinchuan and those great demons and devils.

"Who exactly is that youth...?"

"He\'s clearly just a mortal martial artist, yet how can he possess such powerful perception, able to detect my spying..."

"And those demons, able to sense my presence from such a distance, mustn\'t be ordinary demons, yet they show such deference to that youth..."

The beautiful woman\'s eyes flickered with shock and disbelief while also feeling a wave of relief and lingering trepidation.

The demons could sense her presence from so far away; their Cultivation Levels must be extraordinary, and at the moment those great demons glared in her direction, she clearly felt a fierce intent to kill.

Fortunately, in the end, those demons did not come for her, or else she might have feared for her life today.

With that thought, she no longer dared to linger, even giving up her original objective for this trip temporarily, transforming into a Divine Rainbow that raced away into the distance, quickly leaving this contentious place.

...

The demonic clouds obscured the sun, speeding along with Qinchuan.

After a moment, the demonic clouds entered the deepest part of the Great Wilderness Core and descended with Wang Teng before a vast Abyss.

Within the Abyss, now lay desolation and depth, having lost the sanctity and tranquility of the past.

This was the sacred Abyss.

Years ago, it was Qinchuan who, using Great Divine Power, created it, deploying numerous strategies and even drawing in the Netherworld Holy Water, transforming it into a treasure capable of purifying most of the world\'s impurities and malevolent beings.

Back then, it was here that he suppressed that extraordinary evil presence, hoping that the sacred Abyss would purify it.

He hadn\'t expected that in this cycle of reincarnation, someone would have the audacity to enter this place, disrupt the measures he had set, take away that extraordinary evil, and kill the top guardians of the Abyss placed there by him from both the demon and creature races.

On his way to the sacred Abyss, Qinchuan had already learned of the past events from the mouths of those great demons and devils.

A group of mysterious people suddenly invaded this place, and Xiao Hei and Xiao Kui led an army of demons and monsters to battle them.

In the end, Xiao Hei and Xiao Kui both fell in battle, along with many powerful individuals from the demon and monster races; they all perished in that fight.

The remaining demons and monsters, perhaps due to their weak strength, were not qualified to participate in that battle, or maybe those mysterious people simply disdained to take action against them. Alternatively, it could be that those mysterious people intentionally left them alive, to provoke him.

At this moment.

Qinchuan stood before the desecrated and no longer sacred Holy Abyss, his heart filling with an increasing desire to kill.

"To have damaged the Holy Abyss to such an extent, these people certainly have some abilities."

"Since I have roamed the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, no one has dared to offend me like this. Are you ready to die?"

Qinchuan\'s eyes were deep.

He closed his eyes slightly, the Emperor Soul surged within him, sensing the vast land around him.

In the past, he had left many methods here, and although some of them had been destroyed, there were still some hidden measures that remained intact.

A moment later, Qinchuan suddenly opened his eyes and uttered a light shout, "Origins, retrace!"

Instantly, under the pull of the Emperor Soul, an invisible space surged with a terrifying power.

Simultaneously, mysterious runes and divine patterns sped through the air.

Even the ground beneath his feet began to tremble, unleashing endless divine radiance.

The next moment, the surrounding environment transformed, and the scenery in everyone\'s eyes changed, as if they had traveled through time to eighty thousand years ago.

Qinchuan\'s gaze burned with intensity as he saw a group of mysterious robed figures, each wearing a different ghost-faced mask.

These people had suddenly descended here, and then they engaged in an intense battle with the peak powerhouses of the demon and monster races.

The group was very powerful, and the battle did not last long. Soon it quieted down, and the Abyssal Behemoth that Xiao Hei had turned into was killed, its Primordial Spirit extinguished and its Physical Body half-destroyed.

As for Xiao Kui, he was struck so profoundly that both his spirit and body were annihilated, his Physical Body exploding into ash.

The other numerous peak powerhouses from the demon and monster races also met with tragic deaths.

Afterward, those mysterious people employed an incredibly potent Magical Treasure to decipher Formation Patterns. After a lengthy duration, they finally destroyed the Formations he had arranged inside the Holy Abyss and took away the being that resided within it.

Seeing this, Qinchuan\'s thoughts spun, and the endless runes and formation patterns in the void, along with that terrifying power, gradually subsided, and Qinchuan returned to reality as well.

He furrowed his brows, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "Ghost-faced masks, along with the Divine Skills they exhibited"

"Netherworld Hall, hadn\'t it already vanished into the river of history!?"

Qinchuan\'s eyes flashed. Through the measures he had left in bygone days, Qinchuan reconstructed the scene that had occurred back then. He saw the group of people who had destroyed his methods and taken the being within the Holy Abyss; he now had some understanding of their identities.

"No, that\'s wrong!"

"Netherworld Hall has long disappeared into the river of history, and even if some remnants of its heritage had survived, they wouldn\'t have the courage to tamper with my possessions"

Qinchuan\'s eyes flickered, then turned to the Demon Race powerhouse beside him: "Where is Xiao Hei\'s corpse, take me there!"

A moment later.

Qinchuan arrived before the corpse of a dragon, as massive as a mountain range.

Even after eight thousand years had passed, the aura emanating from the dragon\'s corpse was still terrifying.

Ordinary demons and monsters couldn\'t come near this dragon\'s corpse, unable to bear the oppressive aura it emitted.

Looking at the huge dragon corpse in front of him, even Qinchuan couldn\'t help but feel a surge of emotion in his gaze.

Although Xiao Hei was merely a follower by his side in former years, he was still his man, and to have been slain here while protecting the treasures he left behind, how could his heart not be moved?