The entire underground space began to collapse, with countless rubble falling from the ceiling. Even more terrifying, the exit had been completely sealed off by a sea of ​​blood!

Rong Jiaojiao produced four Nine Dragon Seals and shouted, "Mo Bai, Jun Yuangui, and Lin Xiaoman, please launch a combined attack! Seniors, please buy us some time!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Bai immediately summoned the Golden Demon-Subduing Brush, and Jun Yuangui's Heaven-Opening and Sea-Gazing Mirror once again emitted a bronze light.

The silver plaque in Lin Xiaoman's hand trembled and left her palm, merging with the other six small seals in the air to form the Nine Dragons Demon Suppression Stele.

"Demon-Suppressing Stele?"

"How could this be? How could you possibly have collected so many Nine Dragon Seals? You still want to trap me? Don't even think about it."

As he finished speaking, his sleeves fluttered, and a colossal wave surged from the sea of ​​blood, rushing towards Rong Jiaojiao and the others.

Amidst the giant waves, countless hideous ghost faces appeared and disappeared, emitting mournful screams that sent chills down one's spine.

The three seniors immediately led the others to form a formation to buy time for Rong Jiaojiao and the others.

Seven divine dragons were clearly visible coiled on the Demon-Suppressing Stele. Rong Jiaojiao pricked her finger and flicked two drops of blood onto the eyes of the other two dim dragons.

The power of his divine soul split in two and was injected into the spiritual patterns of the two dragons: "With my essence and blood as a sacrifice and my divine soul as a guide, I summon the Nine Dragons to suppress the demon."

As Rong Jiaojiao finished chanting, the two originally dim dragon patterns suddenly glowed with spiritual light and began to greedily absorb her divine soul power.

Rong Jiaojiao's face grew paler and paler, and everyone was anxious but unable to stop her. Seeing that Rong Jiaojiao's spiritual power was insufficient to summon the two dragon shadows, Mo Bai also divided his spiritual power in two and merged it into the two dragon shadows.

Seeing this, Jun Yuangui and Lin Xiaoman immediately joined in. The two dragon shadows solidified instantly, and the nine divine dragons roared at the same time. The runes on the Demon Suppression Stele flowed wildly, and a vast pressure swept across the entire underground space.

The sea of ​​blood was forcefully suppressed by this force, and the rolling blood waves stopped as if frozen.

The Demon Lord's expression finally changed: "You actually managed to awaken the power of the Nine Dragons?!"

The Demon Lord was filled with shock and rage. He unleashed the full power of his Blood Sea, instantly overturning those who were still trying to stop and suppress him.

Those who were overturned crashed into the stone wall, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

Just as the Demon Lord was about to engulf everyone in the sea of ​​blood, Rong Jiaojiao suddenly shouted, "Suppress!"

The Demon-Suppressing Stele shone brightly, and nine divine dragons bared their fangs and claws as they pounced on the Demon Lord. Their enormous dragon claws flashed with runes, aiming straight for the Demon Lord's vitals.

The Demon Lord struggled frantically, his body surging with waves of blood, trying to break free from the silver chains and the nine dragons' restraints.

However, the power of the Nine Dragons Demon-Suppressing Stele was too great; each rune was like a towering mountain, pressing heavily on him.

"No! This is impossible!" The Demon Lord's voice was filled with fear and resentment. "How could you lowly ants..."

Before he could finish speaking, a divine dragon bit off one of his arms, and the severed arm, now covered in blood, instantly turned into a wisp of black smoke and vanished.

The Demon Lord let out a heart-wrenching howl, and the sea of ​​blood churned violently in response.

Gradually, more and more bodies were torn apart and turned into black smoke, but the sea of ​​blood continued to replenish them.

Several seniors and those still able to fight immediately attacked and burned the sea of ​​blood. Gradually, the sea of ​​blood dwindled, and the Demon Lord grew weaker and weaker.

At this moment, the entire underground space was teetering on the brink of collapse, and everyone could feel the immense pressure coming from above, as if the mountain could collapse at any moment.

"Hurry, give it your all!" Mo Bai's face was pale, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, but his eyes were incredibly determined.

The power of the soul and spiritual energy were continuously poured into the Nine Dragons Demon-Suppressing Stele.

Jun Yuangui gritted his teeth and persevered, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth: "We can't let him escape, or the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Lin Xiaoman's eyes were tightly shut, her forehead covered in sweat. Her spiritual power was exhausted to the limit, but she was still desperately trying to hold on: "I must succeed..."

Rong Jiaojiao exerted all her strength. Her face was as white as paper, and her hair was flying wildly in disarray, but she still stared intently at the Demon Lord and kept urging the power of the Demon-Suppressing Stele.

Under her control, the nine divine dragons coordinated with increasing tacit understanding.

They circled and flew around the Demon Lord, sometimes biting, sometimes crashing into him, each attack making the Demon Lord's figure more and more illusory.

In this fierce battle, the ghostly face in the sea of ​​blood screamed even more shrilly, as if wailing for the impending destruction of the Demon Lord.

The bloody hands reached out even more frantically towards the crowd, but were blocked by the three seniors and other experts working together.

The Demon Lord's body began to fade and become transparent, and the ferocity and arrogance on his face were gradually replaced by despair.

"No... I'm not reconciled..."

His voice grew weaker and weaker, and with the final, all-out attack of the divine dragon, his body finally turned into countless blood mists and dissipated in this underground space.

Rong Jiaojiao held up the jade bottle and looked it down into the blood pool, then telepathically instructed Yue Ling: "Collect his divided soul spirit."

"Yes, Master!"

The divided soul, Lingmei, did not expect that he would try to use the same trick again, hiding and slowly recovering, but was discovered by Rong Jiaojiao. He struggled desperately in unwillingness, but was easily taken away by Yueling.

"Phew..." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, their tense nerves instantly relaxed, and they all collapsed to the ground.

Rong Jiaojiao felt waves of pain in her head, her vision went black, and she slumped backward.

Fortunately, Qing Xuanzi was worried about his disciple and had been keeping an eye on her. When he saw her fall, he immediately darted forward and caught Rong Jiaojiao.

Mo Bai, Jun Yuangui, and Lin Xiaoman were all nearly exhausted in terms of spiritual power and divine soul power.

Their masters and elders also helped them up and were about to give them medicine when suddenly the entire underground space began to shake violently, and countless boulders fell like raindrops.

"Oh no, this place is about to collapse!" Elder Tianquan shouted. "Quickly, find an exit!"

Despite their exhaustion, the group groped their way through the chaos, searching for an exit.

Qing Xuanzi carried Rong Jiaojiao and ran wildly in one direction with her in his arms.

The three veterans handed the wounded over to the uninjured and carried them away, while they covered the rear, holding off the constantly falling boulders.

Just when they thought they were about to be buried, a glimmer of light suddenly appeared ahead.

Everyone thought they had reached the exit, but when they arrived, they were almost blinded by the glittering spirit stones.

Suddenly, the view opened up before me—

Beneath the collapsed rock layers of the blood pool lies a winding vein of spirit stones!

The entire rock face resembled a cascading galaxy, densely inlaid with countless spirit stones, radiating a lustrous sheen. Low-grade spirit stones were like a carpet of stars, mid-grade spirit stones like embellishments of the bright moon, and even higher-grade spirit stones were faintly visible deep within the rock veins, like a sleeping sun.

Each piece exudes a rich spiritual energy, making one unable to resist the urge to greed.

"This...this is a spirit stone vein!" someone exclaimed, their voice filled with shock and elation.