Practice begins with immortality

Chapter 253 Rushing Back

After thoroughly digesting and absorbing the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor, Wang Bai felt that his own strength had significantly increased, and he began to plan to return to the Eight Desolate Realm. After all, his goal had been achieved, and there was no need to stay in the Demon Realm any longer.

However, before leaving, a hint of cunning flashed in Wang Bo's eyes, and he decided to give the Demon World an unexpected "big gift".

Looking out, the former Demonic Abyss had now transformed into an endless void, like a hideous wound that could not heal and continued to expand. If left unchecked, the entire Demonic Realm would most likely crumble.

At that moment, Wang Bai swung his hands violently, his entire body's magical power surging out like a raging torrent. He concentrated on controlling the surrounding spatial forces, stirring them with all his might. In an instant, the previously tranquil void became turbulent, and a terrifying space-time storm gradually formed.

As time passed, the space-time storm grew more intense, countless violent energy currents intertwining and colliding with each other, emitting deafening roars. The entire void was swept up in it, as if the end of the world had come.

After successfully creating this terrifying space-time storm, Wang Bo used the technique of teleportation and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Because of the previous incident with the Thousand Illusions Ancient Ancestor, the other ancient ancestors in the Demon Realm did not notice anything unusual.

When these ancient ancestors of the demon world finally realized that something was wrong and noticed the terrible space-time storm, half an hour had passed and it was too late.

At this moment, the Demon Realm has shown obvious signs of disintegration. Huge cracks are spreading rapidly like spider webs, and the entire Demon Realm is in an unprecedented crisis.

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"Damn it, Qian Huan, ah Qian Huan, you've truly caused us so much suffering!" A furious roar echoed through the heavens as a burly, ferocious-looking ancient ancestor of the demonic realm gazed with grief and indignation at the distant Demon Abyss, now the epicenter of a temporal storm. He roared in agony. The wrathful voice seemed to shatter the entire world, sending chills down one's spine.

No one knew whether this powerful ancient ancestor of the demon world was grieving over the impending crisis facing the demon world, or lamenting the mysterious entity within the demon abyss. At this moment, his mind was like a tangled mess, unable to be untangled.

At this moment, another ancient ancestor standing beside this one, resembling an old woman, suddenly formed seals with her hands and muttered something, seemingly performing some mysterious spell. After a moment, she spoke solemnly, "Qianhuan's bloodline aura... has completely vanished!"

"What? Could it be that he...?!" Upon hearing this, the ancient ancestor who was furious before and the other ancient ancestor next to him were both shocked, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Just because the bloodline aura disappears means complete demise.

The three of them were all top-tier warriors in the demon world, all having reached the first level of the Tribulation Crossing Realm. However, ever since Qian Huan successfully survived the second Heavenly Tribulation a thousand years ago, his cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, constantly suppressing the three of them.

Now, upon suddenly learning the news that Qian Huan might have died, the two ancient ancestors first breathed a sigh of relief involuntarily, but then a deep worry welled up in their hearts.

After all, anyone capable of killing a peerless master like Qian Huan must possess unfathomable strength. If they could easily take Qian Huan's life, then dealing with the three of them would likely be a piece of cake. Thinking of this, the three of them instantly grew gloomy, and beads of sweat formed on their foreheads.

"Although we are still unable to determine the origin of this strange space-time storm, we can assert that it is definitely related to the person who took action!" The old woman with wrinkles on her face and sharp eyes said in a firm tone.

At this time, another person looked worried and asked anxiously, "If that's the case, then how should we deal with it? We can't just sit there and wait for death!"

"At this rate, the Ancestral Realm will split into multiple worlds."

The old woman narrowed her eyes slightly, pondered for a moment, then slowly spoke, "In my opinion, there's no need to panic right now. After all, this space-time storm can't harm us. So, let's ignore it for now and focus on protecting our respective tribes."

After saying this, she paused, then added, "Also, regarding Qian Huan, who caused this catastrophe, hmph, he's brought us such immense trouble, his crime is truly unforgivable! Not only must all the treasures in his cave be confiscated, but even the tribe he leads is to blame and should be punished as well!"

Hearing this, the other two nodded in agreement. One of them shouted, "Okay, let's do as you say!" Then, another one joined in, "I have no objection."

As soon as the words fell, the three people present quickly split up and rushed in different directions.

For them, whether the Demon Realm would fall apart or not was simply unimportant. As long as they could survive safely, that was all that mattered. If the world was gone, they could just grab one person. As long as they survived, the Demon Realm would be everywhere.

As for Wang Bo, the mastermind behind all this, even the powerful Qian Huan died at his hands. If the three of them joined forces, they would probably never be able to return, and would be like an egg hitting a rock.

Moreover, their relationship was already complicated and there was no friendship at all. They must be happy that Qian Huan was dead.

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On the other side, through the art of mind teleportation, Wang Bai directly came to the void area near the Eight Desolate Realm.

"How long have I been in this world?"

Looking at everything around him, Wang Bai said with some emotion. He didn't know how many centuries had passed since he came into the world, and he had already stood at the top of the heavens and myriad worlds.

"Once I have pushed the Hunling Xuan Gong to perfection, I will be able to find the primordial chaos needed for the sanctification of my physical body."

With the search function, Wang Bo found it very easy to find these things.