Mo Bai seemed completely unsurprised by her address, and nodded with a smile.

Elder Li was shocked. Could the Mo family be the reclusive family that has been passed down for thousands of years, with countless experts in the family, and even the major sects have to give them some face?

And this person is probably the legendary young master who broke through to the mage realm before he was even twenty, right?

Mo Bai glanced at the jade slip and snorted coldly, "Such evil techniques should not exist."

Before he could finish speaking, the jade slip in his hand had already turned into dust and scattered in the air.

He examined the blood bead again, then suddenly frowned: "Hmm, the aura within this bead..."

He abruptly crushed the blood bead, and a wisp of black energy shot out, coalescing in the air into a hideous ghost face that emitted a piercing laugh: "Hahaha... You think this is the end? This is just the beginning!"

"Not good!" Zi Ling's voice rang in everyone's minds, "It's the Soul-Devouring Demon Seeds! Stop them quickly!"

Before the echo had faded, the ghost face suddenly exploded, turning into countless tiny black dots that shot out in all directions.

The old man in black immediately conjured a black banner, which instantly unfolded into a giant net, covering most of the black dots.

Li Li also quickly threw out several talismans, forming a light barrier to intercept them.

Upon seeing this, Rong Jiaojiao immediately used spatial sealing to imprison the remaining black dots within a certain area.

Zi Ling's body swelled up, transforming into a purple light screen that intercepted all the fleeing black dots.

It opened its small mouth and sucked all the Soul-Devouring Demon Seeds into its belly.

"Ziling!" Rong Jiaojiao exclaimed in alarm, fearing that something had happened to it.

Zi Ling smacked her lips, her body shimmering with purple light: "Don't worry, Master, these Soul-Devouring Demon Seeds can't hurt me."

A look of surprise flashed in Mo Bai's eyes: "Ancient Thunder Sable? This small world can awaken bloodline talents? Interesting, really interesting?" He turned to the old man in black, "Old Zhou, feed it all those Soul-Devouring Demon Seeds."

Upon hearing this, the old man in black immediately removed the black banner, and the Soul-Devouring Demon Seeds that had been trapped in the net scattered and fled.

Seeing this, Zi Ling let out an excited whistle, her figure moving like lightning, drawing streaks of purple light in the air, devouring the scattered Soul Devouring Demon Seeds one by one.

Rong Jiaojiao also shrank her spatial barrier, allowing Zi Ling to devour the Soul-Devouring Demon Seed inside.

Li Li was already used to this and let Zi Ling devour the trapped Soul-Devouring Demon Seed as well.

Mo Bai pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light: "Ancient Thunder Sable, specializing in eliminating evil spirits and demons. I didn't expect this little girl to be so lucky."

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My surname is Rong, the Rong of banyan tree."

Rong Jiaojiao didn't say her name, but Mo Bai, still in a good-natured mood, smiled and said, "Greetings, Fellow Daoist Rong!"

Rong Jiaojiao's opinion of this person rose another point. He was good at disguising himself. Just like her master said, the more gentle a person is, the darker their thoughts may be. She had to be wary.

Rong Jiaojiao nodded, "Be careful!"

Zi Ling transmitted her voice, "Master, there is still the aura of demonic spirits here, but I can't find their exact location."

Although it was calling for its master, its voice was heard by everyone present.

Elder Li said, "This old hag must have made some kind of deal with the demon spirit, otherwise she wouldn't have the Soul-Devouring Demon Seed."

Mo Bai suddenly dropped his nonchalant expression and tapped his glasses frame lightly with his fingertip.

Fine golden runes appeared on the lens, scanning the entire valley.

“It’s not that there’s a demonic spirit hidden there…” His voice suddenly turned cold, “but rather that the underground formation is the manifestation of a demonic spirit!”

As if to confirm his words, the ground suddenly shook violently.

The old woman's body, which had been beheaded in the distance, had melted and seeped into the ground, leaving only a sticky residue.

Patterns resembling arrays appeared on the walls of the valley, and the withered vegetation oozed a dark red liquid.

The old man in black instantly stepped in front of Mo Bai: "Young Master, be careful! This is the Blood Refining Formation!"

Suddenly, a deep abyss split open in the ground, and thick blood mist gushed out. From within the blood mist came chilling chewing sounds, and countless twisted human figures could be vaguely seen struggling within the mist.

“Those are…” Rong Jiaojiao’s pupils shrank, “the souls of soldiers who sacrificed their lives on the battlefield!”

Li Li's demon-suppressing copper coin suddenly trembled violently: "Damn it, this demonic spirit is devouring heroic souls to cultivate! We must stop it!"

Mo Bai suddenly chuckled and took out a completely black calligraphy brush from his robes. Nine lifelike dragon patterns were wrapped around the handle, while the tip gleamed with a dazzling golden light.

"The Mo family's most treasured artifact, the Nine Dragons Subduing Demon Brush?!" Li Li exclaimed in shock.

With a flick of his fingertip across the pen, Mo Bai caused nine dragon patterns to simultaneously open their scarlet eyes.

He wielded his brush in mid-air, and the golden ink condensed into an imperial edict:

"Borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth, illuminating the Nine Netherworlds, suppress!"

The imperial edict transformed into nine golden dragons that plunged into the blood mist, and wherever they passed, the souls of the dead were released and dissipated.

A deafening roar echoed from the abyss, and the entire mountain began to twist and deform, revealing array patterns.

Suddenly, the Nine Dragons Demon-Subduing Brush in Mo Bai's hand burst forth with dazzling golden light, and nine golden dragons spiraled upwards, tearing the blood mist to shreds.

However, the chilling aura in the abyss did not weaken; instead, it grew even stronger.

"Something's not right!" Rong Jiaojiao keenly sensed the anomaly. "The demonic aura... is increasing!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the ground suddenly collapsed, and a huge black claw emerged from the abyss, slamming down on the group!

"Retreat!" the old man in black shouted, slashing his long sword horizontally, a sharp sword aura striking the claws.

However, when the sword light struck the claw, it was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, with no reaction whatsoever!

"Damn it, this demonic spirit has already devoured enough souls and reached the peak of the Celestial Master realm!" Li Li's expression changed drastically.

Its strength was three minor levels higher than his, and it was constantly absorbing the bloodthirsty energy.

Rong Jiaojiao drew her Lingyuan Sword, "Nine Revolutions of Subduing Demons - Third Form - Sword Locks the Netherworld!"

Rong Jiaojiao's Lingyuan Sword suddenly unleashed a dazzling cold light, its sword shadows splitting into countless forms, enveloping the black claws like a net from heaven and earth!

"Zheng—!"

The sword energy crisscrossed, actually pinning the demonic claw to the spot, preventing it from advancing even an inch further!

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Mo Bai couldn't help but exclaim.

Li Li flipped his hand, and an ancient copper coin appeared in his palm. He cut his fingertip and offered his blood as a sacrifice. "Celestial Master's Borrowing of Power - Suppressing Demons, Go!"

The copper coin rose with the wind, transforming into a giant, dazzling golden seal that crashed down into the abyss!

"boom--!"

The demon spirit let out a shrill roar, and the black mist surged, actually being suppressed by this attack!

Mo Bai's eyes flashed, and he once again wielded the Nine Dragons Demon-Subduing Brush, golden runes condensing into chains that coiled around the demon spirit: "Burn!"

The billowing black mist was quickly burned away and dissipated.

The old man in black was not to be outdone. With a flick of his longsword, the sword light shone like a dragon, slashing straight at the core of the demon spirit!