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Chapter 578: Chapter 55 Chaos_2

“The Dark Abyssal Dragon…” On this side, Lu Qingshan came to his senses, muttering as a sudden thought flashed through his mind. His eyes brightened dramatically as he suddenly looked up toward the depths of the ancestral land.

“A Great Demon of the Eighth Grade, if I could observe it, perhaps this nearly complete Sword Qi Spirit of mine could break through the sea of consciousness and then appear…”

Yet, he hesitated.

The distance was too great, and he couldn’t make out the full appearance of the Dark Abyssal Dragon.

He would need to get closer to make his observations, but that was a battleground occupied by Eighth Realm beings. Even the residual effects of their battle would be more than he could withstand.

This move was somewhat dangerous.

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As Lu Qingshan was hesitating, the situation changed abruptly once again.

Above them, suddenly countless black threads shot forth.

In no time, these black threads gathered together, forming a figure whose features were indiscernible.

Seeing this, Lu Qingshan’s complexion changed immediately.

These black threads were transformed from Demonic Qi.

Thus, this figure in front of them was a person of the Demon Race!

Why would there be someone from the Demon Race here?

Since that was the case, the one fighting the Dark Abyssal Dragon must also be from the Demon Race.

The people from the Demon Race within the Sky Dome Realm came from the Netherworld. With the Netherworld deploying such manpower, their intentions couldn’t be simple.

Thinking so, a chill ran through Lu Qingshan’s heart.

“Who are you?” An old man with white hair and beard but a surprisingly ruddy complexion stepped forward and questioned the eerie figure.

He was the Clan Leader of the Barbarian Spirit Tribe, one of the top five elite clans of the Barbarian Tribe, Kui Yue.

Kui Yue carefully sized up the figure before him, sensing that his cultivation was unfathomably deep.

If it weren’t for the presence of other Barbarian experts and Sacrificial Spirits on the scene, he wouldn’t have dared to step forward.

Soon, several more figures flew out from the crowd on the side of the Barbarian Tribe, forming a triangular surround, encapsulating the suddenly appeared eerie figure.

“Clan Leader Kui Yue, this person’s aura is peculiar, not like that of a human,” stated the Clan Leader of the Barbarian Wood Tribe, his eyebrows inverted in alarm as he stared intently at the silent eerie figure since his appearance.

Reminded in such a manner, Kui Yue looked again with a serious gaze and was suddenly filled with inexplicable horror.

The person in front of them bore an unusually mysterious aura, indeed not resembling a human.

At that moment, the eerie figure finally made a move.

The next moment, countless streams of black air suddenly burst forth from his body.

This black air was dark like ink, forming one cloud after another, then suddenly expanded, spreading in all directions. In an instant, it devoured all the light, pulling everyone into a domain of dark night.

Lu Qingshan’s vision suddenly went dark.

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At the top of this dark world, a crimson vertical eye appeared, as if a malevolent spirit was overlooking the mortal realm.

Demon Domain.

Lu Qingshan had realized what this technique was.

The Demon Domain, corresponding to the Dao Domain of Human Cultivators, is a technique only deployable by those with cultivation of the Seventh Realm and above.

It was a power that controlled heaven and earth.

In this dark world, not only was visibility reduced to a minimum, but cultivators were also completely isolated from using Divine Sense to explore.

This world had been taken over by that suddenly appeared individual from the Demon Race.

This made everyone extremely wary, with the volatile Sacrificial Spirits starting to roar and scream.

The scene was in utter chaos.

“Fall back,” also pulled into this dark world, Kui Ling’s expression changed as he shouted, “Those below the Seventh Realm, leave this place immediately!”

Although the barbarians on the field were not his clan’s people, as part of the Barbarian Tribe, Kui Ling instinctively stood in front of the eerie figure, trying to buy time for the other Barbarian Cultivators to escape.

The other senior Barbarian Cultivators did likewise. Their bodies suddenly emitted brilliant light, as if a proud sun was rising within them.

They took their stand in front of this person from the Demon Race.

As for those ferocious Seventh Grade Sacrificial Spirits, they had already furiously pounced toward the eerie figure.

“Hiss—” The eerie figure merely chuckled dryly, and with a flicker of his form, he inexplicably vanished from the spot.

The Sacrificial Spirits lunged at empty air, angrily scanning the surroundings in search of the vanished Demon Race individual and then discovered that he had already appeared a few hundred paces to the left.

Amid the darkness overwhelming both heaven and earth, several groups of black air flew out from the body of this Demon Race individual, landing on several barbarian cultivators with low cultivation.

These barbarian cultivators, without any ability to resist, saw their robust, vigorously blood-rich bodies rapidly shrivel until they collapsed to the ground as dried-up corpses.

This horrifying scene made the many Barbarian Cultivators extremely wary.

For a time, with Blood Qi surging into the sky, the Barbarian Cultivators prepared for battle in a highly defensive posture, everyone nervously retreating quickly backward, ready to flee the area.

Lu Qingshan did the same, swiftly fleeing the area.

As he turned to leave, Lu Qingshan subconsciously glanced again at the statue in the center of the lake.

This wasn’t his first time seeing the statue, and every time he felt a strangely familiar aura emanating from it. He had pondered it deeply, but ultimately to no avail.

But this time, the familiar aura from the statue was particularly intense.

Unfortunately, the situation was urgent, and he had no time to dwell on the matter of the statue.

Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Qingshan continued his retreat, the King Rat had already reverted to its original form, hiding in his sleeve.

Fortunately, that eerie figure seemed only interested in causing turmoil, showing no lethal intentions towards the Barbarian Cultivators, hence completely lifting the restrictions of the Demon Domain and allowing them to move relatively freely.

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