The moment Rong Jiaojiao's heart's blood merged into the Demon-Suppressing Stele, the entire stele suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light. The ancient runes on the stele flowed like living things, and five divine dragon phantoms roared and soared into the sky, intertwining and entwining with the dragon shadows transformed from the other four Nine Dragon Seals, and finally merging into a nine-clawed golden dragon that spanned the heavens and the earth!
"roar--"
The dragon's roar reverberated through the heavens as the golden dragon coiled down. Wherever its claws passed, the blood-red chains shattered inch by inch, and the demonic puppet's remains were reduced to ashes under the dragon's might.
The figure within the black mist finally showed emotion, its hoarse voice tinged with shock and anger: "The Nine Dragons Demon-Suppressing Stele?! You can actually activate this thing?"
"Too late!" Han Yunshen roared, spitting the mouthful of blood stuck in his throat onto the Starry Sky Array Flag. "Starfall Demon Annihilation Array, activate!"
In an instant, a vast galaxy appeared at the top of the cave, and countless starlight fell like a rainstorm, each starlight precisely striking the core of the blood pool.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The blood pool churned, the twelve bone pillars shattered one after another, and the white bone altar shook violently amidst the roars of the black mist figure, cracks spreading like a spider web.
"No--!"
The black mist figure struggled frantically, trying to stabilize the altar, but the nine-clawed golden dragon had already circled over and slammed down with its claws!
"Bang!"
The altar collapsed with a deafening roar, and the black mist figure let out a mournful howl as its body disintegrated inch by inch, eventually turning into a wisp of black smoke, which was then swallowed whole by the golden dragon!
The blood in the pool dried up quickly, and countless imprisoned souls cried out in relief, turning into specks of light and dissipating into the world.
"We won..."
Elder Lu was covered in blood, and his thunder spear was already broken, but he still stubbornly held on and did not fall.
Elder Song knelt on one knee, his sword blade embedded in the ground, barely managing to steady himself.
More than a dozen of the seniors couldn't even get up; they lay on the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses.
Rong Jiaojiao's face turned pale. The phantom of the Demon-Suppressing Stele slowly dissipated, and the Nine Dragon Seals separated again, flying back into everyone's hands.
Jun Yuangui and the other three had also exerted all their strength, and now they too collapsed from exhaustion.
She coughed up a mouthful of blood and looked at Han Yun Shen: "Senior Han... has the great formation... been broken?"
Han Yunshen's expression was solemn, his gaze fixed on the bottom of the blood pool—there, a wisp of black energy was slowly wriggling!
"Oh no!" he roared suddenly, "That devil isn't quite dead yet!"
Before the words were finished, a deep, abyss-like crack suddenly appeared at the bottom of the blood pool, and a giant, pitch-black hand shot out, its five fingers like pillars supporting the sky, grabbing fiercely at everyone!
"Run! Run!" Han Yunshen roared, waving the Starry Sky Flags frantically in an attempt to block the giant hand.
However, the power of the giant hand far exceeded expectations; in just one exchange, the array flags crumbled inch by inch!
"It's over..." The group was too exhausted to fight and despair filled their hearts.
Rong Jiaojiao's Yuan Chen Array lit up again, and a spatial domain enveloped everyone. A giant hand slammed onto the domain barrier, and Rong Jiaojiao felt a jolt and a booming sound in her head, followed by a blackout before her eyes.
"Jiaojiao..."
"Jiaojiao..."
Several shouts brought Rong Jiaojiao back to her senses for a moment.
Yue Ling immediately mobilized the secret realm's origin to protect Rong Jiaojiao's sea of consciousness. A ball of energy was crushed by it, continuously replenishing Rong Jiaojiao's divine consciousness power.
The crimson hand continued to pound against the barrier, and the energy cluster was about to run out.
The other veterans, who still had a sliver of strength left, struggled to their feet, ready to rush out and fight to the death.
Just at this critical moment—
"Clang!"
A clear and melodious sword cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth!
Everyone looked up sharply and saw a figure in white stepping through the air, his long sword radiating a dazzling light like moonlight as he slashed down!
"boom--!"
The giant black hand was actually severed by this sword!
Black energy surged, and a furious roar echoed from the abyss: "Who is it?!"
The man in white landed slowly, his sword pointing diagonally, his voice as cold as frost:
"Blue Nether Sword Sect, Shen Wuchen."
"This devil must be killed today!"
Qi Lan murmured, "Master!"
Many people here recognized the person as Shen Wuchen, Qi Lan's master, a half-step Immortal Master, and one of the strongest combatants in this world.
Shen Wuchen's white robes fluttered in the wind, and the moonlight shimmering on his sword made him appear ethereal and otherworldly.
He lightly touched the ground with his toes, skimming over everyone's heads, his longsword drawing a half-moon phantom as it aimed straight for the abyss rift.
Black energy surged and condensed in the abyss, instantly transforming into a three-headed, six-armed demon god phantom, each hand wielding a ferocious weapon burning with black flames, which struck head-on at Shen Wuchen.
"Breaking Illusion Sword Technique, Moon Illuminates Mountains and Rivers!" Shen Wuchen's sword aura suddenly changed, the moonlight increased tenfold, transforming into thousands of sword shadows like a torrential downpour.
The phantom of the demon god swung its weapon to parry, but the moment the sword touched it, the ghostly fire went out and the weapon shattered.
It let out a furious roar of resentment, and the black energy around it solidified into a black vortex that blotted out the sky, attempting to devour Shen Wuchen.
Shen Wuchen's gaze was like lightning, his longsword pointing directly at the demon god's brow: "Slay the Moon - Return to the Void!"
A hundred-foot-long moonlight sword aura tore through space, descending with the power to cleave the heavens and the earth.
The demonic phantom struggled frantically, its three heads simultaneously spewing out black flames, but the moment the sword energy touched it, its body melted away inch by inch, like ice and snow meeting the sun.
A final scream echoed from the abyss, the black energy completely dissipated, and the cracks at the bottom of the blood pool slowly closed amidst a roar.
With the crisis averted, Shen Wuchen sheathed his sword and stood still, his aura returning to calm.
He looked at the crowd collapsed on the ground, his gaze lingering slightly when it swept over Qi Lan, before turning to Rong Jiaojiao: "Little girl, you must be the one who holds the seal, right? Not bad, no wonder the seal holder chose you."
Rong Jiaojiao's cultivation level and spiritual consciousness were now fully exposed, and everyone here, except those with lower cultivation levels than her, knew her true combat strength.
Rong Jiaojiao wanted to reply, but when she opened her mouth, she coughed up blood again.
Shen Wuchen raised his hand and waved, and several gentle spiritual energies enveloped the seriously injured cultivators. Elder Lu and the others' wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Han Yun Shen struggled to his feet and bowed, saying, "Thank you so much, Senior Shen, for saving my life! If you hadn't arrived in time..."
Shen Wuchen raised his hand to interrupt: "No need for thanks. It's a pity you arrived a step too late, otherwise you wouldn't have suffered such serious injuries."
His expression was solemn. "Although this demon has been destroyed, there are probably more than just this one teleportation point behind the Blood Fiend Sect. When we go to investigate again in the future, we should send more people."
Rong Jiaojiao gripped the Nine Dragon Seal tightly, sensing a faint tremor emanating from it.
She looked up at the gradually dissipating bloodthirsty aura and said softly, "No matter what other conspiracies there are, we will not back down."
Upon hearing this, everyone struggled to their feet, their bodies covered in wounds, but their fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.
Shen Wuchen nodded slightly, gazing into the distance: "Let's return to the sect to heal and reorganize. The Blood Fiend Sect has been lying low for many years, and they certainly won't let this setback go unpunished."
"You all leave first. I will purify and seal away the bloodthirsty energy here!"
"Yes, thank you, senior!"
"Let's go, let's get out of here first."
Rong Jiaojiao forced herself to stand up and stored the Nine Dragon Seal in the small secret realm to restore it.
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