The next day.

The chosen elite disciples of Purple Dragon Hall prepared everything, and early in the morning, led by Hurricane Demon Emperor, they set forth in grand procession towards the Dark Flame Mountain Range.

The journey spanned tens of thousands of miles, and to save time, the group from Purple Dragon Hall departed on a Fifth-rank Demon Beast named "Gray Winged Dragon." This beast was massive, accommodating thirty to forty people on its back, so the fourteen from Purple Dragon Hall could sit comfortably without feeling crowded.

Once everyone leaped onto the back of the Gray Winged Dragon, the leading Hurricane Demon Emperor formed a hand sign, and the Gray Winged Dragon immediately let out a long cry, flapped its wings, and soared skyward.

Because the Purple Dragon Palace Master Bai Su left Mu Qianxue behind for secluded cultivation, Mu Qianxue wasn't traveling this time. However, Bai Ling'er, the beloved daughter of the Purple Dragon Palace Master, intentionally or unintentionally, moved close to Ling Feng, subjecting Ling Feng to the envious and grudging gazes from the elite disciples of Purple Dragon Hall.

On the back of the Gray Winged Dragon.

In addition to the Hurricane Demon Emperor at the Demon Emperor level, there were three other Demon Kings accompanying them for protection, as well as the ten most elite disciples from Purple Dragon Hall.

Of course, Ling Feng was an exception.

Ling Feng's spot was entirely secured by Bai Ling'er asking the Purple Dragon Palace Master for it, and the Palace Master also acknowledged Ling Feng's extraordinary strength, thus nodding in agreement.

Although Ling Feng wasn't an elite disciple of Purple Dragon Hall, everyone knew Ling Feng had previously defeated Zheng Yunting, showcasing astounding strength, so there was no objection to his joining the group.

At this moment, Hurricane Demon Emperor stood at the forefront, while the three Demon Kings respectfully stood behind. All disciples sat cross-legged on the back of Gray Winged Dragon, meditating and adjusting their breath.

Bai Ling'er and Ling Feng sat together, chatting, sometimes casually, the sight of which caused other disciples from Dark Dragon Palace to feel overwhelming envy.

...

The group departed from Purple Dragon Hall in the morning, and with the speed of Gray Winged Dragon, flying at full speed for sixteen hours, they reached the Dark Flame Mountain Range by dusk.

They did encounter quite a few fierce flying beasts along the way, but all were instantly dispatched under the terrifying power of Hurricane Demon Emperor, making the journey rather smooth.

The true form of Hurricane Demon Emperor was a Hunting Sky Blue Eagle. When the demon's true form unfolded, wind blades and shattered edges filled the thousands of miles around, showcasing formidable strength of a Demon Emperor.

"We're here."

Hurricane Demon Emperor leaped off the Gray Winged Dragon first, followed by other disciples from Purple Dragon Hall one after another.

Hurricane Demon Emperor took out a beast card and retreated the Gray Winged Dragon into it, calmly saying, "Let's go."

After saying this, he stepped forward.

The others nodded and followed promptly.

The Dark Flame Mountain Range became a fiercely contested land for Dark Dragon Palace, Demon Dragon Holy Hall, and Nether Dragon Holy Hall because, centuries ago, an Ancient Demon Tribe ruin was discovered there.

Like the Human Clan, the Demon Clan wasn't united. Places with profit lead to conflicts.

To avoid unnecessary bloodshed, the Demon Emperors of the three Great Demon Holy Temples eventually reached an agreement: every ten years, a group of elite disciples would hold a competition at the peak of Dark Stone Mountain; the temple winning among the three would earn the right to explore the ruins.

As centuries passed, the Dark Flame Mountain Range's Ancient Demon Tribe ruins became less likely to hold any treasures. Thus, the exploration of the ruins turned secondary, and the real purpose became a showcase battle for the three Great Demon Holy Temples.

If disciples could bring glory to their temple, they'd be granted an audience with the Demon Emperor, even gaining the opportunity to receive guidance.

To such elite disciples, this was undeniably an invaluable opportunity.

Thus, although they hadn't formally met elite teams from the other two Demon Holy Temples, the disciples were already readying themselves for a trial of strength.

Also, another feature of the Dark Flame Mountain Range is its vastness!

Walking through the mountains, they appeared as small as ants.

Ling Feng looked up and saw peaks soaring into the clouds, piercing the sky like swords, blocking the sunlight. The landscapes were majestic, overshadowing heaven and earth.

And given it's a treacherous locale, the Dark Flame Mountain Range was filled with poisonous miasma. These poisonous gases wafted through the mountains and forests, and an ordinary Origin Transformation Realm Martial Artist would dissolve into a pool of pus upon mere contact.

However, as Demon Monarch strong members, they naturally feared no miasma.

"There are many fierce beasts above Fifth-rank in this Dark Flame Mountain Range. Some Overlord-level beasts even I cannot handle, so everyone must be careful and stick together, don't wander off."

Hurricane Demon Emperor sternly reminded.

Everyone nodded, except Bai Ling'er, who naturally took the liberty of holding onto Ling Feng's arm, displaying the look of "good sisters," causing Ling Feng to feel awkward.

After walking for about an hour, the Hurricane Demon Emperor finally mentioned, "Ahead are the Ancient Demon Tribe ruins."

Everyone was invigorated, having reached the Ancient Ruins, the real competition and challenge began.

Here, besides other two Demon Holy Temples, the remaining seven Dark Dragon Halls were also competitors.

Ling Feng looked ahead, seeing a sheer cliff rising into the clouds, reaching straight up to the Sky Dome. At first glance, it appeared to be just a cliff, but Ling Feng sensed Array fluctuations within, suggesting there must be an obscuring Array ahead.

Indeed, Hurricane Demon Emperor waved his hand, unleashing a storm of wind blades and shattered edges. The cliff ahead rippled like water waves.

Truly an intricate Array.

At this moment, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the right. A group of disciples from Blue Dragon Hall in blue robes strode over; they belonged to Blue Dragon Hall.

"What an impressive Hurricane Sword Dance, Hurricane old friend! You've improved quite a bit!"

The speaker was a bald middle-aged man, also a Demon Emperor.

Hurricane Demon Emperor bowed slightly to the bald man and said coolly, "Iron Hand Demon Emperor, it's been a while."

After some mutual greetings among Demon Kings and Demon Emperors from the two halls, they all headed towards the Great Formation.

This Formation was later added by members of Dark Dragon Hall to prevent outsiders from entering. Naturally, these Demon Emperors had the magic to unlock the Great Formation.

After swiftly passing through the Array, everyone continued onward, soon arriving at a relatively gentle slope.

On this clearing, besides disciples from the other seven halls, the elite from two other Demon Holy Temples evidently arrived earlier and found some flat areas to camp, groups of bonfires burning brightly.

The clearing was crowded with hundreds to thousands of people, bustling with chatter, a lively scene indeed.

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