Inside the cauldron, the ancient demonic soul and the chaotic energy are in fierce combat.

That was the "Yuansha Essence" that was collected when the space collapsed.

If it can be refined...

"I hate conspiracy and scheming the most."

He crushed the thousand-year-old stone milk hidden under his tongue, and the dried-up spiritual power instantly rushed out, "But today, let's see who is better."

The space on the top of Kunwu Mountain seemed like rice paper crumpled by an invisible giant hand. The chaotic evil energy raised by the black wind flag blocked the sunlight and moonlight.

Chen Yun touched the invalid teleportation array with his fingers. The remaining lightning arcs of the Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword jumped on the array stone, but could not stir up any spiritual energy fluctuations.

The "Nine Netherworlds" of Saint Yuansha has turned this world into a cage.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, is there really no solution?"

The young man surnamed Xu's knuckles turned pale due to excessive force, and a trace of blood slowly seeped out from the cracks on the Tianji Disk.

At this time, the mind of the great master Tianlan was already in chaos, and the desperate situation shown by the hexagram was actually more than ten times more dangerous than the time in the Demon Suppression Tower.

Chen Yun did not respond, and the Xu Tian Ding vibrated quietly in his sleeve.

At the moment when the space seal was formed, he risked a wisp of his spiritual consciousness to probe into the cauldron.

I saw the remnant soul of the ancient demon fighting fiercely with the chaotic energy, and a star map of the passage to the spiritual world vaguely appeared.

"Crack!"

The silver-winged Yaksha's bone spear pierced three inches deep into the rock wall, and the poisonous python created layers of ripples on the barrier.

"Instead of just sitting there and waiting to die, why not work together to defeat this ghost..."

"shut up."

The voice of the woman in black robe came from the void.

Everyone looked up and saw that the Black Wind Flag had risen to a height of a thousand feet. Every time it shook, bronze chains would protrude from the cracks.

The surface of these chains is engraved with reverse magic patterns, and they are the fragments of the ancient prohibition used to suppress Yuansha's body in the past.

The big-headed monster was now within three feet of the Eight Spirit Ruler.

His blue-gray body, nurtured by the Ye family's secret technique, had sticky black blood flowing out of its seven orifices. It was obvious that he had endured the infusion of the Holy Ancestor's demonic energy beyond his limit.

"The descendants of the Ye family also want to get their hands on the spiritual treasure?"

Long Meng's sneer came from deep within the earth.

In an instant, the palace was filled with brilliant silver light, and the Eight Spirit Ruler was suspended high in the air.

The shadow of the Heavenly Wolf faintly emerged from the silver lotus at the end of the ruler. This was the essence of Yin Yue's body that was stripped away.

The jade bottle in the weirdo's arms exploded, and the evil energy he swallowed turned into hundreds of black snakes, which coiled towards the spiritual ruler like arrows.

At the moment when the black snake was about to touch the silver lotus, thousands of rays of light burst out from between the lotus petals, and each ray of light turned into an ancient motto to suppress demons.

The demon snake wailed continuously, then vaporized and dissipated, while the monster's right arm burst into flames.

"Hurry up and do it!"

Saint Ancestor Yuansha shouted harshly, and the Black Wind Flag suddenly dropped three inches.

At the same time, the bronze chain that emerged from the crack in the void suddenly changed direction and stabbed towards the silver moon shadow like a rainstorm.

This is an open conspiracy - Ruo Long returns to protect the Eight Spirit Ruler in her dream.

If she resists the chain attack, Silver Moon Spirit will fall into reincarnation forever!
"Despicable!"

With a roar, the ground veins exploded into a hundred-foot-deep pit, and Long Meng's true body finally appeared before everyone.

This great demon from the spirit world had silver hair falling down like a waterfall, and the moon pattern between his brows was covered with bloodshot, revealing endless majesty and indignation.

She quickly formed seals with her palms, and the Eight Spirit Ruler suddenly disintegrated into silver flakes all over the sky.

Each grain of silver turned into a miniature sirens and pounced on the chains like a tide.

Just at this time, a sudden change occurred.

Black mist gushed out of the bloody hole in the chest of the Ye family’s eldest elder, and the “body” melted like wax, revealing the white bones inside.

It was originally a substitute puppet made from the remains of an ancient monk who died ten thousand years ago.

The real white-robed scholar stepped out from the void, and the black blood blade in his hand turned into a thousand-foot-long silk thread.

"Bury the Moon!"

The knife flashed, and a corner of the silver moon shadow was cut off.

Long Meng spat out light golden demon blood, and the speed of the Eight Spirit Ruler's reorganization suddenly slowed down.

The big-headed monster took the opportunity to bite off the tip of his tongue, and his life force blood turned into a bloody hand to grab the spiritual ruler.

"This is the moment!"

Chen Yun's eyes glowed purple. The Xutian Cauldron flew out from his sleeves, and the chaotic energy at the mouth of the cauldron condensed into a vortex, sucking in all the scattered Silver Moon spirit.

This is the real purpose for which he took such a risk!
The remaining soul of the ancient demon in the cauldron let out a shrill scream and was burned into ashes by the pure spiritual energy contained in its essence.

Yuansha Saint Ancestor finally changed color: "How dare you, youngster!"

The black wind flag rolled up a thousand-foot devilish flame, but Chen Yun crushed the blood talisman in his palm.

It was an "Against the Sky Talisman" drawn with the blood of an ancient demon, and the sealed space cracked open.

"go!"

Gui Ling's giant axe chopped towards the crack, and the young man surnamed Xu issued a life-saving relocation order.

The moment everyone turned into streams of light and escaped, Chen Yun looked back at the battlefield.

In the world of immortals and heroes, Elder Ye was inserting the Eight Spirit Ruler into his forehead, while the five fingers of the woman in black robe had already pierced Long Meng's chest.

In the Xutian Ding, the essence of the Silver Moon and the chaotic energy blended and converged with each other.

Gradually, they condensed into half a broken Tao seed.

Blood flowed from the corner of Chen Yun's mouth. In his consciousness, the scriptures of "Dayan Jue" were running frantically.

The space on the top of Kunwu Mountain made a sound as if it was overwhelmed, as if it was groaning in pain.

At the moment when the black-robed woman devoured the Nascent Soul, the entire sky suddenly became dark.

The three Yuanyings of the Ye family turned into three wisps of green smoke rising from her throat, and the magic pattern slowly climbed up along her snow-white neck.

Finally, a blood-red moon condensed between the eyebrows.

This is exactly the sign that Saint Ancestor Yuansha is activating his innate demonic energy.

"Wait for it to decline? I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until the day when this Saint Ancestor becomes weak!"

The bloodshot pupil on the left side of the silver wolf suddenly opened, and the devil flames raised by the black wind flag condensed in the air and turned into nine chains.

At the end of each chain is a roaring skull.

The scholar in white robe wielded the black blood blade and slashed at the wolf's silver hair, causing thousands of sparks to fly out, as if he was slashing at black iron.

"clang."

The loud noise caused by the collision of metal and stone was so loud that the earth veins collapsed. Blood spurted out of the scholar's mouth and the black blood blade in his hand flew out.

He staggered backwards and caught a glimpse of Long's dreamlike giant spiritual palm.

In the lines of that giant hand, there emerged the painful expression on Yin Yue's face when her spirit was extracted.

"The rebellious son of the Ye family!"

With a loud bang, the void was shattered by the giant palm.

The replica of the Eight Spirit Ruler in the big-headed monster's arms broke with a sound.

Eight Buddhist seals suddenly appeared on the body of the genuine ruler, which were the "Mantras to Suppress Demons" carved by the Imperial Master of the Great Jin Dynasty himself.

At the same time, the two-headed silver wolf reached into the ground with its right claw, and the entire Kunwu Mountain was actually lifted up.

The bronze base of the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda was exposed at the site of the mountain collapse, and the Sanskrit words on the tower body were peeling off bit by bit due to the erosion of demonic energy.

At this moment, Chen Yun was hiding a hundred feet underground, and the Xutian Ding was absorbing a ray of dissipated Buddha's light into the cauldron.

Those were the fragments of the Eight Spirit Ruler's spirit that were dispersed by the evil spirit.

"not enough…"

He bit his tongue, and his blood flowed into a talisman on the gluttonous pattern on the body of the cauldron. The remnant soul of the ancient demon in the cauldron suddenly screamed: "Boy! How dare you use the blood of the Holy Ancestor as a lure!"

Before he finished speaking, the Xu Tian Ding shook violently.

Blood oozed from Chen Yun's seven orifices, and the text of "Dayan Jue" in his consciousness was like a chain tightening.

This was his gamble, betting on the Eight Spirit Ruler spirit's instinctive hostility towards the Yuansha demonic energy.

At this time, the ground battlefield has reached a fever pitch.

Wherever the black mist of annihilation spewed out from the left side of the Silver Wolf passed, even the space was corroded with holes.

The bone shield cast by the scholar in white robes crackled as soon as it touched the black fog, and in the blink of an eye only half of a charred bone was left.

At this moment, Long Meng's roar came from deep in the earth.

The Eight Spirit Ruler broke free from its restraints, and the silver lotus at its end blossomed as brightly as moonlight.

It turned out that Chen Yun used the Xutian Ding as a medium to inject the fragments of the spirit of the weapon back into it.

"Junior An Daan!"

The two heads of the silver wolf howled in unison, and the sound waves condensed into substance and crashed into the ground.

Chen Yun felt his internal organs shifting, but he still held down the Xu Tian Ding tightly.

The chaotic air that spurted out of the cauldron's mouth carried the spirit of the cauldron with it, piercing through the nine layers of earth veins like a sharp arrow.

"Crack!"

At the moment when the spirit of the Eight Spirit Ruler returned to its place, the Sanskrit words on the base of the entire Demon-Suppressing Pagoda were rekindled.

Bronze chains stretched out from the void and tightly wrapped around the silver wolf's limbs.

This is the "Reincarnation Ban" planted by the seven gods who had reached the spiritual level at the cost of their lifespans.

"impossible!"

Saint Ancestor Yuansha was filled with shock and anger, and the Black Wind Flag waved wildly, but was unable to tear open the gradually closing space crack.

She suddenly turned to the white-robed scholar, tearing the void with her right claw: "Give me the real thing!"

When the sharp claws pierced the scholar's chest, something strange happened.

Where the heart should have shattered, a bronze bell engraved with magic patterns was revealed.

This is the Ye family’s true inherited treasure, the “Confusing Heart Bell”!
"Holy Ancestor, do you know why the Ye family has guarded Kunwu Mountain for generations?"

Blood oozed from the corner of the scholar's mouth, and his fingertips lightly tapped the bell.

As the clear bell rang out, the left head of the silver wolf suddenly twisted and deformed, revealing its face before it was eroded by the evil spirit.

In that mysterious and grand world of immortals and heroes, a thrilling battle is reaching its climax.

Saint Ancestor Yuansha let out an extremely shrill, almost inhuman howl, and the sound seemed to penetrate the barrier of space.

The bronze chain tightened rapidly at this critical moment, like a ruthless python.

He dragged her mercilessly towards the base of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, preventing her from breaking free.

Heifengqi was concerned about his companions and was eager to return to their aid.

However, the Eight Spirit Ruler Silver Lotus displayed a powerful restraining force, fixing it firmly in the void and preventing it from moving at all.

At this moment, a deafening noise suddenly came from the ground, like a roar from deep within the earth.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yun broke out of the ground like a god descending.

The Xutian Ding in his hand spewed out chaotic fire, the flames burned fiercely, and the hot breath filled the surroundings.

"Senior, take the ruler!"

Although Chen Yun's voice was not loud, it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

The Eight Spirit Ruler instantly turned into a dazzling silver rainbow and accurately sank into Long Meng's palm.

The long hair of this great demon from the spiritual world danced wildly in the wind, and the moon pattern on his forehead emitted an unprecedented clear light, which illuminated the entire space.

"Yuansha, I won this round after all!" Long Meng's voice was filled with endless heroism and confidence.

As the silver ruler fell, the base of the Demon-Suppressing Tower slammed shut. The huge sound seemed to announce an important turning point in this battle.

In the last moment of his life, Saint Yuansha used up his last bit of strength to look around, and what caught his eyes was the Chaos Dao Seed flashing in Chen Yun's sleeves.

The fragment of the weapon spirit that she had originally ignored was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

It became the key factor in determining the outcome of this life-and-death duel.

The space began to collapse violently, and the roar was endless.

Under the impact of this powerful force, Kunwu Mountain instantly turned into dust.

When the young man surnamed Xu and his companions escaped from the teleportation array after going through so many hardships and dangers, they were shocked by the scene before them.

Under the clear sky, a broken silver ruler was stuck alone in the charred earth.

Next to the silver ruler, Chen Yun was lying unconscious.

Silver Moon, with a weak breath, lay quietly aside, as if telling the cruelty and tragedy of the battle.

Three days later, the news spread throughout the Dajin immortal cultivation world.

The eldest elder of the Ye family unfortunately died in Kunwu Mountain, and the whereabouts of the inherited treasure "The Bewildering Heart Bell" is also unknown.

The truth about that shocking bloody battle emerged as space collapsed.

Buried forever in the mysterious turbulence of time and space, it has become an unknown legend.

The spiritual energy vortex on the top of Kunwu Mountain let out a dying whimper, and the blood light scattered around the real person became increasingly sticky due to the space confinement.

Green smoke is oozing from the cracks on the Tianji Plate of the young man named Xu, while the Great Immortal Master Tianlan is using his lifelong cultivation to deduce a chance to break the impasse.

But the hexagram is as chaotic as the abyss, and the cause and effect here are beyond the reach of human divination.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng's 'Blood Shadow Escape' is indeed ingenious. He was able to hide in the 'Nine Nether Sealed Realm' of the Black Wind Flag for three days."

Chen Yun tapped the spirit beast bag on his waist with his fingertips, and the buzzing of the gold-eating insect swarm condensed into a line of murderous intent in the bag:
"It's a pity that the devil blade on your body, which has drunk the blood of seventy-three Nascent Soul cultivators, cannot conceal its murderous aura."

"Chen Daoyou is joking."

Sisan Zhenren smiled broadly, but his right hand changed strangely.

Limb-like lines appeared on the back of the pale hand, and there was a chill in the air. Bone spurs extended from the fingertips.

"I have only just obtained this blade, but how can it compare to what you have obtained in the Xutian Palace..."

Before he finished his words, the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword had transformed into a golden rainbow that pierced the sky.

A blood blade suddenly emerged from the sleeve of the Sisan Zhenren, and nine ferocious ghost heads appeared on the blade.

It was the replica of the Demonic Dragon Blade, the "Nine-Child Mother Ghost Blade"! As the metal clashed, the blade was corroded by the blood mist, leaving fine dents.

"Geng Jing?"

The pupils of Sisan Zhenren shrank sharply.

This magic blade had devoured three magic weapons that were fused with Geng essence, but it had never seen a flying sword that remained unscathed in the blood evil.

The young man surnamed Xu suddenly made a hand gesture, and the spiritual peacock tail feathers swept across the void.

The five-colored divine light poured down like a waterfall, illuminating the shadows under the feet of the four scattered real people into the shadow of a three-headed, six-armed corpse demon.

Lin Yinping's silver silk went towards Sisan Zhenren's neck, but was torn into pieces by the surging white hair.

"Why are you pushing me too far?"

The face of the scattered real person was distorted, and a hump-like tumor rose on his back, which exploded instantly, splashing corrupt fluid all over the sky.

The Silver-Winged Yaksha flapped its wings rapidly, and holes were instantly corroded in the barrier woven with the Soul-Evil Silk.

"Corpse Demon Form!"

Gui Ling's giant axe split the poisonous fog, revealing his true form as big as a mountain. "Thousands of years ago, the Xiangxi Corpse King Sect was wiped out. It turns out that you, an old ghost, inherited the legacy!"

Chen Yun sneered, and the puppet in his sleeve suddenly appeared.

This "Formless Puppet" made from the fragments of Xutian Palace flapped its ten fingers, and seventy-two spatial crystal threads entangled the vital points on the body of Sisan Zhenren.

The young man surnamed Xu took the opportunity to sacrifice his life-saving magic weapon "Xuan Ji Jian". The mirror light reflected the dark green corpse pill beating at the corpse demon's vital point - the Tan Zhong point.

"Break!" (End of this chapter)