His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes darted in terror to the stiff back of the Crimson Nightmare Young Lord in front of him, then quickly swept over the terrifying woman opposite him who was holding the Immortal Venerable's Broken Jade and claiming that she would "suppress" the Young Lord.

He had only one thought in his mind: if this delicate balance were broken by his own stupid monster, he wouldn't be able to bear the blame even if he had ten lives!

Shen Zhaozhao took in all of this, her face still displaying that arrogant and domineering expression, as if she was about to execute Chi Yan on the spot, but she almost couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Okay, okay.

That's exactly the effect she wanted.

Keep dragging it out, keep dragging it out until her fox repairs the earth vein spirit pivot, then victory will be achieved!

However, at that moment, a tiny ripple suddenly spread out in the space not far from Chi Yan's side.

A demonic aura, far more domineering than the Crimson Nightmare and seemingly imbued with the chill of an endless abyss, quietly spread out like ink dripping into clear water.

A figure dressed in a dark, gold-embroidered robe, with a tall and upright posture, handsome face, yet exuding a sinister and malevolent aura, slowly materialized.

There is no sorrow in the night.

The moment the young demon lord appeared, his brows furrowed tightly, his deep demonic eyes sweeping over the extremely bizarre "standoff" before him—

The elite demon general of his own Bone-Eating Abyss, along with a group of subordinates and demons, floated in mid-air like idiots, staring at the few Lingzhou cultivators below, not daring to utter a single word.

He was about to rebuke this good-for-nothing for what he was up to, wasting this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity when the earth's spiritual energy was loosening—

But then, a sudden change occurred!