The Demon Lord's divided soul was sent flying backward by this force, crashing into the rock wall at the edge of the blood pool, causing the entire underground space to shake violently.

[The Snake (巳) – Entangling Soul!]

Countless eerie blue snake shadows emerged from the ground, their tongues flicking with a paralyzing venomous gas, tightly binding the Demon Lord's divided soul.

The scales on the snake's body shimmered with an eerie light, and wherever it passed, the bloodthirsty aura was completely corroded away.

The divided soul roared angrily, wielding its blood-red hand to shatter the snake shadows. But before it could recover, [Wu Ma—Treading Flames!]

A phantom of a crimson horse, riding on raging flames, galloped in. The flames beneath its hooves spread instantly upon touching the blood-red phantom, forming a sea of ​​fire.

"You're courting death!" The Demon Lord's divided soul was completely enraged. The three-headed, six-armed demon god phantom roared and swung his demon weapons at the same time, instantly tearing open a corner of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation.

He transformed into a streak of blood-red light and shot towards Rong Jiaojiao at such a speed that his figure was obscured.

Just as he thought he had succeeded, a clear, cold voice rang out: "Soul Suppressor!"

A beam of light shot out from Rong Jiaojiao's forehead, firmly fixing the blood-red light in mid-air, while the thirteenth bead floated in front of Rong Jiaojiao.

The Demon Lord's divided soul was frozen in place, unable to move, but his angry voice rang out: "What is this?"

"The core of the natal formation?"

"Wait, you actually refined the Soul Pearl into the core of the array?"

Rong Jiaojiao's lips curled into a cold smile. Her fingertips brushed against the floating soul bead, and the slumbering natal soul within the bead suddenly opened its eyes. A ghostly blue light flowed along the array patterns, illuminating the entire Twelve Yuan Chen Array as if a galaxy were hanging upside down. "You're too surprised."

She flipped her palm, and the Soul Pearl burst forth with countless silver threads, which wrapped around the Demon Lord's divided soul like a spider web. The array resonated with the divine soul—"【Sheep - Tribulation Transformation】!"

Suddenly, thousands of lightning chains descended from the void, each carrying a purifying power that sizzled as it burned the bloodthirsty aura.

The Demon Lord's divided soul let out a shrill scream, and the three-headed, six-armed demon god phantom began to disintegrate, turning into a foul-smelling rain of blood that fell to the ground.

However, just as the formation was about to completely suppress it, a deafening roar suddenly came from the depths of the blood pool, the entire space violently distorted, and the starlight chains of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation shattered inch by inch.

"Not good!" Yue Ling suddenly burst out from the blood bead, her body glowing with a warning red light: "He's burning his primordial spiritual essence!"

Within the blood mist, the Demon Lord's split soul swelled three times in size, its originally illusory blood shadow becoming solid and tangible, with dark demonic patterns appearing between its brows.

He opened his blood-red maw and devoured all the surrounding blood-fiend energy. The blood in the entire underground space began to flow backward, turning into a scarlet pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

"You insignificant ant, I will show you that there is a vast chasm between those at the half-step immortal master realm!"

Rong Jiaojiao's expression was solemn. She tapped the Soul Pearl three times with her fingertips, and her natal soul suddenly transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the array eye.

The Twelve Zodiac Formation suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light, and the twelve zodiac phantoms merged into a chaotic behemoth, opening its enormous maw to meet the pillar of blood.

With a deafening roar, the entire underground space seemed to tremble. The blood in the blood pool, as if drawn by an invisible force, frantically converged towards the Demon Lord's divided soul, forming a pillar of blood that shot into the sky.

This pillar of blood, like a giant blood dragon, carrying endless malevolent energy and oppressive power, rushed towards Rong Jiaojiao and her Twelve Yuan Chen Formation.

"Master, be careful!" Yue Ling's voice was full of anxiety.

【Shenhou·Stealing the Heavens】The chaotic behemoth suddenly grinned, and rainbow light burst from its claws.

The moment the blood column touched the rainbow light, one-third of the energy was forcibly cut off!

The Demon Lord's divided soul let out a muffled groan, and wisps of his soul essence seeped out from the demonic pattern between his brows.

"Soul Stealing Technique?!" The Demon Lord's split soul voice sounded alarmed for the first time.

The extracted soul essence is nourishing Rong Jiaojiao through the Twelve Yuan Chen Array, and an unusual blush rises on the girl's pale cheeks.

Just as Rong Jiaojiao's aura surged due to the feeding back, a deafening roar of chains snapping echoed from the depths of the blood pool.

The Demon Lord's divided soul solidified its demonic energy, and a hundred-foot-tall phantom of a demon god appeared behind him. The demonic halberd in his hand slashed through the void, aiming straight for Rong Jiaojiao's vital point.

【Yuzhu: Dawn】!

Rong Jiaojiao bit her tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. The blood acted as a fuse, and the Twelve Yuan Chen Array was instantly dyed a dazzling golden-red color, its light radiant and eye-catching.

The chaotic behemoth in the formation spread its wings wide, each feather bursting forth with a morning light that tore through the darkness, like the first ray of dawn dispelling the endless darkness.

The instant the demonic halberd clashed with the morning light, the entire underground space fell into an eerie silence—

"Click"

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the tip of the demon god's halberd, as if it had been torn apart by the power of the morning light.

"This is impossible!" The Demon Lord's divided soul roared and stomped his foot hard on the ground. Suddenly, twelve bronze coffins emerged from the bottom of the blood pool.

The coffin lid shattered with a deafening roar, and twelve blood corpses, each radiating the aura of a Celestial Master, simultaneously opened their eyes, their crimson pupils brimming with boundless killing intent.

Moon Spirit's voice trembled as she transmitted, "It's a Blood Fiend Puppet! Master, retreat quickly!"

However, Rong Jiaojiao suddenly revealed a strange smile, her blood-stained fingertips lightly tapping the Soul Bead: "This is the moment I've been waiting for—[Dog Bead - Soul Hunting]!"

The Xu bead of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation suddenly split into twelve dark shadows, which accurately rushed towards the bronze coffin.

Each shadow transformed into a ferocious, monstrous phantom of a Sky-Devouring Hound. The moment its fangs pierced the top of the blood corpse's skull, the awakening puppet was frozen in place, unable to move.

The Demon Lord's split soul suddenly staggered, shocked and furious to discover that these blood corpses had lost contact with him.

Even more terrifying is that the pressure of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation is increasing exponentially—those Devouring Hounds are actually refining the Blood Corpse's essence in reverse, devouring its power bit by bit.

"How dare you..." Before he could finish speaking, Rong Jiaojiao had already cast the final spell.

The girl's body glowed with starlight from 360 acupoints, and her blood-stained Taoist robe fluttered without wind, as if drawn by an invisible force.

"【Haizhu·Guixu】!"

The final zodiac phantom transformed into a black hole-like vortex, and the entire underground space began to collapse.

The blood pool, the rock walls, and even the light were distorted and swallowed up.

The Demon Lord's divided soul was horrified to discover that his bloodthirsty body was disintegrating, and his purest soul power was being frantically plundered by the thirteen soul beads.

"No—!" he roared in despair, and the demonic mark between his eyebrows suddenly exploded.

The violent energy surge sent Rong Jiaojiao flying dozens of feet away. The Twelve Yuan Chen Formation finally gave way and shattered with a deafening roar.

"boom--!"

The shockwave from the self-destruction of the Demon Lord's split soul swept across the entire underground space, completely shattering the blood pool, collapsing the rock walls, and sending countless fragments of stone, along with a foul-smelling rain of blood, pouring down.

Rong Jiaojiao was violently thrown back by the force, her back slamming against the broken barrier. She spat out a mouthful of blood, staining her clothes red.