"Everyone, listen to my command!" Han Yunshen's voice was hoarse but each word was like thunder. "I will temporarily suppress the space with the Starry Sky Secret Technique. You must break the formation within three breaths!"
A resolute glint flashed in Elder Lu's eyes as he poured all his spiritual power into the Thunder Spear, and the phantom of the Qilin at the tip of the spear merged with him.
With a deafening roar, the lightning spear transformed into a bolt of lightning, piercing straight into the blood-red barrier on the jade plate.
At the same time, Elder Song led the cultivators to form a sword formation, and thousands of sword lights poured down like a silver river, forcibly forcing back the black-robed evil cultivator.
The crimson barrier trembled violently under the impact of the lightning spear. Just as the barrier was about to shatter, the old monster with the white bone crown suddenly threw out the crimson heart in his hand.
The instant the heart exploded, a jet-black pillar of light rose from the pool of blood, and at the top of the pillar appeared a gigantic, sky-covering ghostly hand.
The ghostly hand reached out to grab Han Yunshen, and the space collapsed inch by inch wherever it passed.
At the critical moment, a delicate shout rang out: "Nine Dragons Suppress Demons, suppress them!"
Rong Jiaojiao's body shone with golden light, and four phantom dragons roared out from her body, colliding with Han Yunshen's starlight dragon. The two forces intertwined to form a dazzling barrier, barely blocking the ghost hand's attack.
The Twelve Yuan Chen Pearls spun rapidly above her head, emitting a silver light that pierced towards the black-robed evil cultivator like a sharp sword. The Rat Rune tore open a spatial rift, engulfing the few Earth Master Realm experts who were at the forefront.
"Want to break the formation? Dream on!" The old monster with the white bone crown grinned maliciously, his hands forming a strange hand seal. Suddenly, the twelve bone pillars in the blood pool trembled violently, and the fragments of demon cores at the top of the pillars re-condensed, transforming into twelve demonic puppets wielding bone blades.
The demonic puppets were bound by black chains, leaving scorched marks on the ground with every step they took. They roared in unison, and the sound waves impacted the protective shield of the group as if they were tangible.
Behind Rong Jiaojiao, Leng Qianjue and Mo Zhizhou flew to meet the attack. Leng Qianjue's palm flared with a surge of dark blue flames, transforming into a phantom of a fire phoenix that lunged at the demonic puppet. The flames collided with the black flames, unleashing a deafening roar. Mo Zhizhou's golden compass spun rapidly, its starlight binding the demonic puppet's joints like chains.
However, the twelve demonic puppets possessed a strange power, managing to break free from the starlight. With a swing of their bone blades, the resulting shockwave sent the two flying several feet away.
"Protect the Seal Bearer!" Han Yunshen's Starlight Dragon was suppressed by the Ghost Hand and was forced to retreat step by step. He suddenly flung the array flag, and the star phantoms split into a sky full of meteors, temporarily forcing back the Ghost Hand, but he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Elder Lu's lightning spear and the blood-red barrier were locked in a stalemate. His meridians were rupturing inch by inch, and blood dripped down the shaft of his spear, yet he still roared and poured all his spiritual power into it: "Open for me!"
Seeing this, the White Bone Crown Monster pointed his fingertip at the blood-red heart fragment in the air, and the heart exploded into thousands of blood butterflies.
Wherever the blood butterflies passed, space twisted into vortexes, Elder Song's sword formation was instantly disrupted, and several elders were bitten by the blood butterflies, their skin festering at a visible speed.
"Haha, this Ten Thousand Souls Blood Sacrifice Formation, the formation becomes stronger with each death!" The old man laughed maniacally, and the black flames around the twelve demon puppets surged, actually merging into a three-headed, six-armed demonic behemoth, each hand holding a giant axe burning with ghostly fire.
As her predecessors fell one by one, Rong Jiaojiao released four Nine-Dragon Seals from her hand, transforming them into the phantom image of the Demon-Suppressing Stele.
The monument shone brightly, and four illusory dragons suddenly opened their mouths and inhaled, swallowing all the blood butterflies that filled the sky.
"Moon Spirit, activate the Twelve Yuan Chen Annihilation Array!" Her Twelve Yuan Chen Pearls shone brightly, arranging themselves into an ancient array in the air. Twelve spatial light pillars descended from the sky, trapping the three-headed demonic giant statue in the center.
"Break!" Rong Jiaojiao shouted, and the Demon Suppressing Stele and the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation erupted simultaneously.
The phantom of the divine dragon transformed into runic light blades, and the pillar of primordial light condensed into chains, instantly shredding the demonic colossus into fragments.
The old monster with the White Bone Crown's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to unleash a secret technique, he saw Mo Bai appear behind him like a ghost, his long sword wrapped in sharp blade energy, aiming straight for his back.
The old man hastily raised his hand to defend himself, but Mo Bai seized the opportunity and severed his right arm with a single stroke.
"Impossible!" the old man screamed as he retreated, the blood-red heart fragment in his hand suddenly emitting a piercing shriek.
A deafening roar came from the bottom of the blood pool, and countless chains burst out of the ground, binding everyone tightly.
Even more terrifying, a white bone altar slowly rose from the depths of the blood pool, and in the center of the altar, a figure shrouded in black mist was slowly awakening.
Rong Jiaojiao's Twelve Yuan Chen Formation fiercely suppressed the altar, and twelve spatial light pillars crashed down on the white bone altar like pillars of heaven, distorting the space into vortexes wherever they passed.
The figure shrouded in black mist seemed completely unaware. With a slow raise of his hand, a pitch-black barrier suddenly rose up, completely blocking the terrifying power of the Twelve Yuan Chen Formation.
Rong Jiaojiao felt as if her consciousness had been struck by a heavy hammer, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and the light of the Twelve Yuan Chen Pearls dimmed slightly.
"Ignorant brats, how could you possibly shake this Great Blood Sacrifice Array of Ten Thousand Souls?" A deep and hoarse voice came from the black mist, carrying endless pressure and vicissitudes.
Before the words were finished, the white bones on the altar suddenly trembled violently, and countless blood-red chains shot out from all around the altar, binding everyone as if they were living things.
Elder Lu's lightning spear was entangled by chains, and the phantom of the Qilin instantly dimmed; Elder Song's sword formation was shattered by the chains, and several elders coughed up blood from being strangled by the chains.
Despite his injuries, Han Yunshen waved the Starry Sky Banner, and the Starry Sky Dragon roared out once more, attempting to break the chains.
However, the figure in the black mist simply waved his hand, and the starlight dragon vanished instantly, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
"You think you can ruin my plans?" A cold laugh came from the black mist. "Today, I will use your flesh and blood to help my main soul break through its shackles!"
As the words fell, the blood in the blood pool surged wildly, turning into giant crimson waves that swept towards everyone.
The remains of the twelve demonic puppets were also reassembled in the blood waves, becoming even taller and more ferocious. The black chains wrapped around their bodies were covered with dense, eerie runes.
These demonic puppets roared in unison, their sound waves containing chilling demonic chants that made everyone's minds tremble and nearly cause them to drop their magical artifacts.
Rong Jiaojiao gritted her teeth and persevered. The phantom of the Demon-Suppressing Stele expanded once more, with four golden dragon phantoms swirling above it, their dragon might overwhelming. "I refuse to believe that the Demon-Suppressing Stele can't subdue you!"
With a furious roar, the Demon-Suppressing Stele, carrying immense pressure, crashed towards the black mist figure in the center of the altar.
They saw the critical situation as soon as they arrived, and there was no time for them to fuse with the Demon-Suppressing Stele.
At this moment, Lin Xiaoman, Qi Lan, Mo Bai, Jun Yuangui and others all summoned the Nine Dragon Seal and infused it with magic to merge the Nine Dragon Seal into the Demon Suppression Stele.
The Demon-Suppressing Stele was rapidly merging, but the black mist clearly didn't want them to merge with it and launched a powerful attack on them.
A towering sea of blood surged toward them, and the thirty seniors, disregarding their injuries, did their utmost to stop it.
Watching her predecessors fall one by one, Rong Jiaojiao was extremely anxious. She slapped her chest and spat a mouthful of blood onto the Demon-Suppressing Stele.
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