I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them?

A Heavenly Union Realm Warrior fell right there.

Another Wanbao Alliance Martial Artist, looking terrified, turned around to flee.

"Where do you think you're going!"

With a cold chuckle, Red Cat moved and blocked the other's path.

Seeing no escape, the Wanbao Alliance powerhouse clenched his teeth, steeled his heart, and let out a furious roar, as if he was about to fight Red Cat to the death, but suddenly he dove downward, unleashing a powerful aura. His attack was aimed at Yu Xiaolong on the ground.

Yu Xiaolong: ???

Red Cat was also stunned. What was this guy doing? Wasn't he supposed to be fighting with him? Why was he attacking Yu Xiaolong instead?

Did he know that Yu Xiaolong was the Second Demon King and was trying to take this opportunity to kill the Second Demon King, so he had a cushion to die on?

Howl!

Yu Xiaolong, feeling the urge to cry, let out a dragon's cry. His body instantly shrank, turned into a streak of blue light, and vanished from the spot in an instant.

In haste, and having just been severely beaten by Red Cat, he couldn't withstand such a powerful strike and could only dodge.

"You can't hide!"

The Wanbao Alliance Martial Artist, with blood-red eyes, directly used a secret technique that greatly harmed his essence, and in an instant, he attacked Yu Xiaolong again.

"Even if I die, I will take the Demon Clan down with me along with the fall of the True Dragon!"

The Wanbao Alliance Martial Artist screamed wildly.

Yu Xiaolong almost spat out blood from frustration. Although he was a True Dragon, he had no relations with the True Dragon Clan. Even if he died, the True Dragon Clan wouldn't spare him a second glance, let alone avenge him!

Unfortunately, the Wanbao Alliance Martial Artist didn't know this.

All he knew was that he was undoubtedly going to die that day.

And this True Dragon had clearly been injured, most certainly by the Demon Clan. Why would the True Dragon Clan let this slide if a True Dragon fell in the Demon Clan's territory?

They would surely seek revenge. With this, although he would die, the True Dragon would avenge him.

This news getting out would ensure he left a significant mark in the history of Martial Arts, becoming one of its legends.

In this moment of life and death, the Wanbao Alliance Martial Artist had a burst of inspiration, his mind clearer than ever. Instead of fighting the Great Demon King and being killed in the end, it was better to take a different path. Even in death, he'd have the True Dragon avenge him. He wouldn't die in vain!

"Block him quickly!"

Yu Xiaolong turned pale. What kind of maniac was this!

Gua!

Little Ha opened his mouth, and in an instant, a wave of demonic energy enveloped Yu Xiaolong, pulling him away, dodging the fatal strike.

The Wanbao Alliance Martial Artist wanted to erupt again, but Red Cat no longer gave him the chance.

A furious blade light descended instantly, overwhelming him within it.

As the blade light faded, the warrior did not fall, but lay on the ground full of wounds, completely powerless to resist or flee.

"Die!"

Having regained his composure, Yu Xiaolong lifted his claw, ready to finish the man.

Snap!

Instead, Red Cat slapped him to the ground with a tiger's claw.

"He can't die yet!"

Yu Xiaolong felt extremely frustrated. He had thought that keeping the foe alive was so he could personally deal with him, but that wasn't the case!

"Why not?"

Red Cat chuckled and said, "These two guys are from Wanbao Alliance and appeared here. Guess who they were targeting?"

Yu Xiaolong was taken aback, then realized that the Wanbao Alliance powerhouse had broken through and felt confident again, so he was probably seeking revenge on Meng Chong!

"Long live the King!"

The Demon Marshals and Demon Generals cheered, with Wind Spirit Tiger shouting the loudest.

Red Cat was quite pleased. To become a Demon Marshal or General, one needed a clever mind. This batch of Demon Marshals and Generals was up to par.

Red Cat was even more satisfied with Wind Spirit Tiger's performance, worthy of having received his guidance, much more clever than before.

"I need to return for a while. You two hold steady and take charge of the Demon Clan!"

Red Cat said to Yu Xiaolong and Little Ha.

"Gua!"

Little Ha yelled, indicating he wanted to go back too.

"Then let's go together."

Red Cat nodded, then proceeded to arrange matters for the Demon Clan, leaving Yu Xiaolong, the Second Demon King, to continue overseeing the Demon Clan.

Taihe Realm.

Boom!

Following a violent tremor, the Dao Realm emerged, and the spiritual energy surged, causing a Spirit Qi Storm to gush out from the fallen Earth Shadow Realm, sweeping towards the entire Divine Realm.

The Heaven and Earth Laws appeared, and the Power of Principles grew stronger, spreading across other thirty-seven Realms of the Divine Realm along with the Dao Realm.

The Divine Realm was merging with the Dao Realm.

The entire Domain started to change.

As this Spirit Qi Storm went on, spreading the Dao Realm across the Divine Realm, all Realms except the Taihe Realm had their Martial Arts upper limits shattered.

And some Martial Artists at a bottleneck would break through in this moment of intensified spiritual energy and emerging Dao Realm, stepping into new Realms.

The Divine Realm would also witness the emergence of several Immortal Heavenly Venerable Martial Artists in a short period of time.

Many warriors stuck before Immortal Realm, who had been honing their skills in Truth Refinement Realm for ages, would also break through their constraints and achieve Immortality amid these great changes!

The Divine Realm was entering a new era, and a group of Heavenly Union Realm Warriors had already convened, discussing a journey to Qinghua Realm to seek vengeance against Xu Yan for the humiliation.

In a deeply secluded forest, Tian Shiqi was hiding, extremely cautious, afraid that someone from Qinghua Realm might come to kill him.

Suddenly, a shadow-like figure appeared out of a hazy fog, silently appearing before him.

"My lord!"

Suddenly, Tian Shiqi's expression tightened as he hastily bowed respectfully.

Yin Jue appeared like a shadow, capable of disappearing at any moment, his voice elusive, making it impossible to determine where it was coming from.