Accompanied by the profound and mysterious ancient words of the Cloud Ancestor, it penetrated directly into the battlefield, thousands of meters underground.

That headless skeleton, over ten meters tall, crystal clear, with every bone radiating a mysterious and unpredictable aura!

Suddenly, it trembled slightly.

However, it was only such a slight movement.

But in the next second, it triggered a series of terrifying changes.

Suddenly, an extremely fierce aura surged from the entire skeleton, like a violent hurricane sweeping in.

This aura carried unparalleled pressure and terrifying killing intent.

It sends chills down your spine in an instant, as if you were in the deepest hell, with a coldness spreading from your spine all the way to your whole body.

Suddenly, the skeleton that had been lying there quietly...

As if given life, it suddenly flipped over without warning!

It seemed completely indifferent to itself, currently located 10,000 meters underground.

Accompanied by a deafening roar!

The ground around them was instantly blasted open, and countless pieces of soil and rocks flew everywhere.

An extremely large underground space was forcibly cleared out.

The headless skeleton of the witch clan stood there silently, appearing extremely eerie and terrifying.

It was enveloped in thick, dark red aura, which swirled around it like dense smoke, sometimes churning and sometimes coalescing into ferocious shapes.

It sends chills down your spine with just one glance, making you shiver involuntarily.

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

With a "whoosh," a giant axe placed beside the skeleton seemed to be attracted by some mysterious force.

It flew towards the skeleton and accurately attached itself to its left hand, which had long since turned into bones.

The headless corpse of the witch clan gripped the axe handle tightly with its hand.

In an instant.

A powerful force instantly flowed from its hand to the axe.

On the sharp axe blade.

A cold light flashed, releasing wisps of sharp, murderous aura.

The next second, the headless skeleton of the witch clan appeared, carrying an axe.

It plunged upwards towards the ground at an astonishing speed—

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be violently compressed, emitting bursts of popping sounds!

That unstoppable momentum was like a ferocious beast pouncing on its prey, carrying with it boundless pressure and chilling killing intent.

Even more strangely, as the skeleton continued to surge upwards...

Its body was also undergoing strange changes rapidly.

Layer upon layer of bright red meridians gradually emerged on its surface.

These patterns are clearly visible.

Like blood vessels, it crisscrosses and flows with mysterious and powerful energy.

Immediately afterwards, chunks of fresh, tender flesh began to grow rapidly, covering the white bones.

It was as if time had turned back.

This allowed the body, which had been reduced to a skeleton, to gradually regain its vitality.

However, the location of that head was the only one that mattered.

It remains empty.

There was only a smooth, flat, and shocking gap, which looked particularly conspicuous.

......

Upon seeing the headless corpse of the witch clan revive and rush straight towards the ground.

Ancestor Yunxiao immediately concealed himself.

Find another place and quietly observe the subsequent changes.

As for the reason why this is so...

In the heart of Ancestor Yunxiao, he was already certain that the phantom of Luohou had sensed him.

Especially the illusory figure of the Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, whose occasional seemingly insignificant glances made Ancestor Yunxiao feel as if he had thorns in his back.

Therefore, to prevent any unforeseen disaster, he immediately changed his position.

This place was a safe haven he had created using a piece of tortoise shell he found on the Lich battlefield.

Waiting for it to reach its new hiding place.

The feeling of being secretly watched vanished instantly.

Ancestor Yunxiao breathed a slight sigh of relief and turned his gaze back to the checkpoint.

......

At this moment, the six demon elders were doing their utmost to maintain the mysterious and powerful formation.

They were chanting incantations and constantly forming hand seals.

Beams of black light shot out from their hands and were injected into the formation.

As these magical powers converged, a continuous stream of armored soldiers were summoned.

Like a tidal wave, it surged towards the endless stream of white bones.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the Demon Lord Chonglou was still traversing the battlefield filled with white bones, carefully searching for the key clues to break through the barrier.

Completely unaware, danger was approaching them!

However, the phantom of Demon Ancestor Luo Hou, located above the formation, seemed to have sensed something amiss.

A glint of light suddenly flashed in his deep eyes.

The gaze of the Cloud Ancestor, who had been searching for the hidden figure, suddenly turned to the ground in an instant.

Immediately following, a faint but infinitely majestic divine sense transmitted its message.

Like lightning, the message swiftly reached the ears of the six demon elders: "Danger is approaching, take cover!"

This sudden warning startled the six demon elders.

But their years of combat experience allowed them to react immediately.

Almost at the same time.

They all took out their treasured immortal artifacts and natal magic treasures from their Qiankun Rings.

In an instant, the treasure shone brightly, and auspicious energy shone everywhere.

Some of these magical artifacts transformed into shields that surrounded the body.

Some transformed into sharp swords hovering above their heads, while others radiated brilliant light, forming shields to protect their entire bodies.

At the same time, they unhesitatingly threw pieces of top-grade magic stones, each radiating rich magical power, into the formation.

A deafening roar was heard!

The entire formation seemed to be ignited, bursting forth with unparalleled powerful energy.

Its already formidable aura suddenly surged several times over, sweeping outwards with overwhelming force.

Replenished by this immense demonic energy, the Six Demon Blood Fiend Formation expanded rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it has spread to a radius of one hundred kilometers.

The illusory image of Demon Ancestor Rahu, which had originally seemed somewhat ethereal, became increasingly solid due to the enhanced power of the formation.

His tall and imposing figure.

Like an unshakeable mountain, it exudes a terrifying and chilling pressure.

In that instant, a deafening roar suddenly rang out!

The ground in front of the Demon Lord Chonglou, less than five meters away from him, suddenly and without warning exploded.

In an instant, dust rose into the air like billowing smoke.

It blotted out the sky, as if the whole world was shrouded in this gray, misty fog.

And right there in the midst of this swirling dust.

A surging, unstoppable black-red power erupted from the ground like a volcanic eruption.

This force was incredibly powerful, surging upwards with overwhelming force.

Like a black dragon soaring into the sky, or like a suddenly erupting scalding spring, it carried boundless power and an aura of destruction.