The ink-white longsword was drawn, its cold light flashing like lightning. The sword energy swept across, instantly annihilating several demonic spirits.
Jun Yuangui snorted coldly, and a sharp sword aura condensed in his palm, piercing straight into the demon spirits. Wherever it passed, the demon spirits scattered.
However, these demonic spirits seemed to be endless, with new demonic spirits constantly condensing in the black mist and rushing towards the group!
"Something's not right!" Qing Xuanzi said in a deep voice after scattering several demonic spirits with a Heavenly Thunder Talisman. "What's at the bottom of this pool that allows them to endlessly cycle and multiply?"
Qing Xuanzi's words sent a chill down everyone's spine.
Rong Jiaojiao quickly pulled out a handful of talismans from her bosom, flicked her fingertips, and dozens of talismans scattered like butterfly wings, forming a dark blue fire net in the air, temporarily blocking the demon spirit's attack.
At this moment, Yue Ling transmitted a message to Rong Jiaojiao, saying that there were Blood Spirit Crystals at the bottom of the dried-up blood pool, which could continuously support the demon spirit's regeneration.
Rong Jiaojiao asked, "Where did so many spiritual entities come from that allowed it to generate demonic spirits?"
Yue Ling said, "Master, these demonic spirits have no spiritual essence at all. They are merely formed from condensed malevolent energy and have only an instinctive craving for flesh and blood, which is why they keep attacking you."
"You must break the formation of this blood pool to completely eliminate these demonic spirits."
Upon hearing this, Rong Jiaojiao immediately called out to Qing Xuanzi, "Master, there are Blood Spirit Crystals at the bottom of the Blood Pool maintaining the formation!"
A glint flashed in Qing Xuanzi's eyes: "So that's how it is!"
Just as he was about to make a move, the attacks from the three seniors, Zhao Yuntian, Tianquan, and Mo Zhizhou, all headed towards the bottom of the pool. Three sharp spiritual energies bombarded the center of the blood pool, stirring up a cloud of crimson dust.
"boom--"
A huge hole blasted open on the surface of the blood pool, revealing countless blood-red crystals underneath.
But those crystals were contaminated and emitted a nauseating, bloody stench.
"It really is Blood Spirit Crystals!" Elder Tianquan's expression turned grave. "And there are so many of them..."
Just as everyone was about to destroy the crystals, a chilling voice suddenly came from the bottom of the pool: "Hehehe... I didn't expect that after ten thousand years, someone would still remember my blood pool..."
The voice seemed to emanate from the deepest hell, sending chills down everyone's spines. Suddenly, the blood in the pool boiled and condensed into a blurry human shape.
"You call yourself 'This Lord,' are you the Demonic Soul Master?" Mo Zhizhou asked in surprise. "Impossible! Wasn't the main soul suppressed on the Immortal Mountain?"
The blood shadow gradually solidified, transforming into a pale-faced but extremely handsome young man. As his body became more and more solidified, the pressure from him grew heavier and heavier.
A cold voice followed: "What evil spirit? I am the Demon Lord, do you understand?"
When Jun Yuangui saw the man's face clearly, he was terrified. Wasn't this the Jade-Faced Soul-Devouring Demon Lord?
How did it end up in the Dragon Realm of the Four Symbols Minor Realm?
Didn't he disappear into the Five Elements Realm tens of thousands of years ago?
So that's where you escaped to?
So, the passage to the Dragon Realm was sealed off because he destroyed it?
In just two breaths, Jun Yuangui's mind had already gone through several twists and turns.
Rong Jiaojiao felt like she couldn't breathe. Regardless of what kind of "lord" it was, she didn't hesitate to throw a bunch of talismans at the figure.
Rong Jiaojiao believed that something without a physical form was most vulnerable to talismans targeting the soul and attacks of extreme strength and yang, so she hurled a handful of talismans down.
Soul-Burning Talisman, Soul-Destroying Talisman, Purification Talisman, Heavenly Thunder Talisman, Blazing Flame Talisman... In an instant, countless talismans poured down like a torrential rain, weaving into a dazzling net of light in the air.
The ghostly blue flames of the Soul-Burning Talisman and the silvery-white lightning of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman complemented each other, illuminating the entire underground space as if it were daytime.
"Insolence!" The handsome man's face darkened, and with a flick of his sleeve, a blood-red barrier appeared out of thin air.
The talisman struck the barrier, unleashing a deafening roar.
"How dare you, a mere ant, attack me?" The man's eyes flashed with bloodlust, and he raised his hand, unleashing a crimson streak that swept across the room.
"Watch out!" Mo Bai stepped forward to block Rong Jiaojiao, and slashed fiercely with his blood-red blade.
The ribbon split in two, turning a corner and striking Mo Bai and Rong Jiaojiao respectively.
The others rushed to intercept them, but the Demon Lord naturally wouldn't let them go either. In an instant, the entire underground space seemed to turn into a sea of blood.
The viscous blood surged and roared, each drop containing terrifying corrosive power, eroding countless pits into the surrounding rock walls.
"Retreat!" Elder Tianquan roared, his whisk transforming into a thousand golden threads that forcefully cleaved a path through the sea of blood.
Rong Jiaojiao felt a sudden tightening around her waist as Mo Bai pulled her back rapidly. She looked back and saw the man who called himself the Demon Lord standing in mid-air, a sea of blood churning beneath his feet, a mocking smile on his handsome face.
"I've been asleep for ten thousand years, and today I'll have a feast of you all." He said casually, flicking his finger, and three arrows of blood shot through the air.
"Clang clang clang!"
Jun Yuangui suddenly flashed in front of him, his long sword flashing with silver light, blocking all the blood arrows.
His expression was grave as he said in a low voice, "This demon is no ordinary being; we cannot defeat him by force. I have a method to temporarily restrain him; you must retreat immediately!"
"No!" Tianquan was so anxious he could barely speak. "If we're going to leave, we'll leave together!"
Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord laughed loudly: "They are indeed loyal and righteous. It's a pity..." Before he could finish speaking, the entire sea of blood suddenly boiled, and countless bloody hands reached out from the sea, grabbing at everyone's ankles.
Upon seeing this, Qing Xuanzi immediately formed a hand seal and chanted an incantation: "Heaven and Earth, Mysterious Origin, Root of All Qi..." A golden light burst forth from his palm, transforming into countless golden lotuses that shattered the bloody hand one by one.
"Oh?" The Demon Lord raised an eyebrow. "Interesting."
Just then, Jun Yuangui suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the sword.
The longsword suddenly shone brightly with silver light, and countless ancient runes appeared on its blade.
"The Xuan Tian Seal?!" The Demon Lord's expression changed drastically. "You're from the Xuan Tian Sect? How is that possible? How could someone from the Xuan Tian Sect get here?"
No one knew what the Demon Lord meant, but now was not the time to get to the bottom of it.
Jun Yuangui did not answer. He released his longsword, which transformed into a silver chain in the air and headed straight for the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord hurriedly waved his hand, and nine pillars of blood rose from the sea of blood to intercept them, but they were all pierced by the chains.
"Damn it!" the Demon Lord roared, his figure suddenly becoming ethereal as he tried to escape into the sea of blood.
Unexpectedly, the chain followed him closely and wrapped around his wrist in the blink of an eye.
"Ah—" The Demon Lord let out a shrill scream, and wisps of black smoke rose from the places where he was bound by chains.
"Hurry, let's go!" Jun Yuangui's face was pale, clearly exhausted. "This seal won't last much longer!"
Without delay, everyone quickly retreated towards the exit.
However, at that moment, the sea of blood suddenly surged violently, and a huge vortex formed in the center.
Within the vortex, the Demon Lord's figure reformed, bound by silver chains, yet still grinning maliciously as he raised his hand:
"Don't even think about leaving with the news that my fragmented soul is here."
"boom--"
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