Demon Emperor’s Group of Three

The blood-colored mist was still spiraling rapidly when Aunt Yi suddenly slit her wrist and let out a sharp cry. Her blood spurted out and was instantly sucked into the blood-colored mist. Within the black hole, an incredibly strong suppressive aura was released, and even the two monster beasts that had surpassed Level 9 stopped, terrified.

"Die, Ling Chuxi!" Aunt Yi screamed hysterically.

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When Qing Lingyan and Aunt Yi had been setting up the array, at the same time, three haggard-looking people had also arrived at the Sacred Realm of Sects.

"This is the Sacred Realm of Sects. The spiritual qi is really more abundant here compared to our Little Silver Ancient Mountain." A big dark face looked around in curiosity.

"Hmph, if our Little Silver Ancient Mountain hadn't been sealed by the Eight Gate Array, there's no way it would be weaker than this realm," a beautiful man scoffed, his delicate features twisting in disdain.