Breaking the Seal, the Power of Refining Void!

When Lu Xueyao and the others approached, they found that their path had been blocked.

A dozen or so figures stood silently in front of the altar.

These people were dressed in the robes of the Great Luo Sword Sect and the Purple Mansion Holy Land, but at this moment, their state appeared extremely strange.

Everyone had their heads bowed, their bodies slightly hunched, and a thin layer of blood mist swirled around them.

Hearing footsteps, the dozen or so people suddenly looked up.

hiss!

Bai Miaozhen gasped.

These people's eyes had long since lost their pupils, replaced by a deathly crimson. Their faces were covered with black lines, making them look ferocious and terrifying.

"Chu Yang? Zhao Jinhuan?"

Bai Miaozhen tentatively called out two names.

Chu Yang, a true disciple of the Great Luo Sword Sect, and Zhao Jinhuan, a true disciple of the Purple Mansion Holy Land, are both renowned figures among the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness, and both have reached the peak of Foundation Establishment.

But at the moment.

Chu Yang did not react to Bai Miaozhen's shouts; only his scarlet eyes flashed with undisguised killing intent.

"roar!"

Chu Yang let out a low growl that sounded inhuman, and suddenly raised his long sword. The sword no longer had a clear and spiritual sword aura, but was instead wrapped in a nauseating bloodthirsty aura.

"They've been possessed by demons."

Lu Xueyao's gaze was cold, and she saw through the clues at a glance: "Their souls have been devoured. Their current bodies are just puppets controlled by that demon, becoming resources for the Blood River Ancestor's revival."

Before he could finish speaking...

Chu Yang and Zhao Jinhuan had already launched an attack.

There were no fancy moves, only the purest killing instinct.

Chu Yang unleashed a sword strike, the crimson sword energy tearing through the air with a piercing shriek, heading straight for Bai Miaozhen.

Zhao Jinhuan then unleashed a double punch, transforming the Purple Mansion Holy Land's ultimate technique, Purple Qi from the East, into Blood Qi from the East. Wherever the fist wind passed, the void trembled!

"Form ranks!"

Bai Miaozhen gave a sharp shout.

The disciples of the Feathered Immortal Sect behind her reacted extremely quickly, instantly changing their positions, and streams of spiritual energy shot into the sky, converging on Bai Miaozhen.

"Mysterious Gold Sword Formation, Slash!"

Bai Miaozhen pointed her spiritual sword.

hum!

Countless golden sword energies appeared out of thin air, weaving into an impenetrable sword net, carrying an incomparably sharp edge, and strangled towards Zhao Jinhuan.

The Xuanjin sword energy is specifically designed to break through physical defenses.

Puff puff!

A series of dull cutting sounds rang out.

Although Zhao Jinhuan was fierce, he had lost his mind and only knew how to charge headlong into the enemy. In an instant, he was cut into countless pieces by the dense golden sword energy.

Blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs were scattered all over the ground.

"One has been solved."

One of the disciples of the Feathered Immortal Sect had just breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, retreat quickly!" Bai Miaozhen's expression suddenly changed.

The scattered pieces of flesh and blood on the ground began to writhe violently, drawn by some strange force.

Gum!

In the blink of an eye, the pieces of flesh reassembled, the bones reformed, and the flesh and blood regenerated.

Zhao Jinhuan stood before everyone again, completely unharmed, with not even a trace of weakened aura.

"How is that possible!"

Bai Miaozhen's pupils contracted sharply: "This is the legendary Law of Blood? Immortality?"

If we can't kill them, how can we fight this battle?

Seeing Zhao Jinhuan roaring and charging again, a chill ran through everyone.

"You are not immortal, it's just that your methods are wrong."

A clear, cold voice rang out.

Lu Xueyao took a step forward, passing through the crowd, and stood at the very front.

The Taiyi sword in her hand was not drawn; instead, she extended her slender hand, palm facing upward.

boom!

A ball of crimson-gold flame suddenly rose up.

The moment the flames appeared, the dense aura of bloodlust around them seemed to have encountered its natural enemy, sizzling and rapidly dissipating.

Phoenix Fire.

It is the most yang and strongest fire in the world, and it also contains the power of Nirvana, which can overcome all evil and filth.

"go."

Lu Xueyao's wrist trembled slightly.

The crimson-gold flame transformed into a lifelike fire phoenix, emitting a clear and melodious cry, and crashed straight into Chu Yang, who was at the forefront.

Chu Yang instinctively swung his sword and slashed.

But the moment his sword touched the fire phoenix, the bloodthirsty aura on it was instantly burned away, and the high-grade spiritual weapon sword also melted into molten iron under the high temperature.

Followed by.

A fiery phoenix pierced through his chest.

"ah--"

Chu Yang let out an extremely shrill scream, a sound that seemed to come not from his throat, but from the depths of his soul.

The crimson-gold flames instantly enveloped his entire body.

No blood flowed out; all the flesh, bones, and even the strange blood essence within him were gradually refined into nothingness under the domineering flames.

Just a moment.

Chu Yang then completely disappeared from this world, leaving only ashes behind.

Not even a trace remained, let alone any chance of resurrection.

This scene left Bai Miaozhen and the others behind them dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xueyao did the same thing.

With a light tap of her fingertip, another burst of Phoenix True Fire shot out and landed on Zhao Jinhuan.

This time, Zhao Jinhuan didn't even have time to scream before he was reduced to ashes in the flames.

"What terrifying flames..." Bai Miaozhen murmured to herself, her gaze towards Lu Xueyao filled with awe.

With the two gatekeepers completely annihilated, the remaining ordinary demon-possessed disciples were no longer a threat, and were all reduced to ashes under the sweep of the Phoenix True Fire.

however.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over.

"Hehehe!"

A chilling laugh suddenly came from beneath the bone altar.

The laughter seemed to possess some kind of magic, able to penetrate one's eardrums and directly resonate with one's soul.

Click!

In the center of the altar, the already dull golden talisman suddenly burst into flames, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating.

Immediately afterwards, the entire altar began to tremble violently.

Rumble!

Countless skeletons collapsed, and a huge crack appeared in the ground.

An intensely dense crimson light shot into the sky, piercing directly through the mist above the Fallen Demon Valley.

"Oh no, the seal has broken!" Bai Miaozhen's face turned pale.

Accompanying this blood-red light was an extremely terrifying pressure.

This pressure surpassed that of a Nascent Soul cultivator, carrying an aura of superiority and control over the laws.

Void refining period!

Even through the array, Lu Xueyao and the others felt as if a huge rock was pressing on their chests, making it difficult to breathe. The disciples with slightly weaker cultivation even coughed up blood and knelt on the ground.

Amidst the blood-red light, a head slowly rose.

It was the head of an old man with a sinister face, his long hair as red as blood, dancing wildly in the wind.

He opened his mouth wide and took a deep breath.

call!

Inside the Fallen Demon Valley, the essence blood of the deceased cultivators that had seeped into the ground, as well as the blood mist that permeated the air, were now flowing madly toward the head like rivers flowing into the sea.