Chapter 627 Sudden Change

The Nascent Soul True Monarchs could no longer afford to hold back their secrets. 1 after another, they summoned their spiritual treasures and immortal swords, joining forces in a concerted assault. After a full quarter-hour of relentless onslaught, the Demonic Fiend Qi (Spiritual Root) of Desolate Demon Ridge (Location) finally began to crumble under the pressure.

Boom—

With a resounding clang of the 9 Rivers Daoist's 9 Rivers God-Slaying Sword, the protective Demonic Fiend Qi enveloping Desolate Demon Ridge finally succumbed to the overwhelming force, tearing open a breach.

Immediately thereafter, the 10 1000 Immortals Demon-Suppressing Grand Formation (Formation) descended with overwhelming force, finally shattering the Demonic Fiend Qi (Spiritual Root) protecting the Desolate Demon Ridge (Location) completely.

"Let's begin."

Daoist 9 Rivers moved with his sword, transforming into 9 streaks of sword-light that shot out like lightning, charging straight into the heart of Desolate Demon Ridge (Location).

Eldrin and the others followed closely behind, each True Monarch radiating killing intent as they charged in.

"Damn it—"

Seeing the situation turning dire, the Ancient Devil of the Barren Lands swiftly summoned a crimson cloud of miasma to block the onslaught from the crowd.

This treasure is named the Nether Blood Smoke Luo. It was forged by harvesting 'Nether Miasma' as the primary material to craft its vessel foundation, then blood-sacrificing the essence blood of hundreds of millions of cultivators, consuming a full 2 times 7—14 years—in its refinement.

Although this treasure possesses limited offensive capabilities, it can defend against all manner of flying swords and magical artifacts, even possessing the remarkable ability to taint others' treasures.

"Ah, my spiritual treasure."

The Long-whiskered Daoist's expression shifted subtly, only now realizing that his life-bound spiritual treasure had been contaminated, its radiance dimmed by over 30 percent.

At this moment, everyone was caught off guard. Numerous magical treasures were contaminated, prompting their owners to swiftly recall their spiritual artifacts with drastically altered expressions.

Eldrin’s expression shifted slightly as he withdrew the Sky-Severing Twin Swords. He observed that the Li Fire Sword of the Returning Abyss remained completely unscathed, while the Heavenly River Ren Water Sword was now stained with blood and its spiritual glow had dimmed noticeably. It was clear that the sword’s spirit had suffered some damage.

"Zzzzt—"

A crisp crackle echoed as Eldrin (Person Name) channeled the Solar True Flame to purify the defiled energy clinging to the Heavenly River Ren Water Sword. Only then did he allow himself a slight sigh of relief.

The Vile Elder scoffed grimly, having repelled the besieging crowd with but a single superior-grade demonic artifact. "You think you can slay me with such meager skills? How preposterous."

Seeing this, the 9 Rivers Elder nearby raised his voice in warning, "Beware of this Netherblood Smoke Mantle! It can only be countered by fire-attribute Yang treasures or divine abilities."

I'll take this.

Eldrin (Person Name) let out a resounding cry, instantly summoning boundless True Sunfire to descend.

Empowered by the celestial fire magic, the Solar Truefire incinerated all in its path. When it met the Netherblood Smoke Curtain, it blazed even fiercer, as if oil had been poured upon flames.

In an instant, boundless flames swept through heaven and earth, completely igniting the Nether Blood Smoke Luo.

"No—"

The Ancient Scoundrel's face shifted dramatically, revealing an expression of utter disbelief.

His Netherblood Smoke Mantle was refined from netherworld baleful energy, capable of ignoring the combustion of all true flames. Logically, even if the Solar True Fire had some restraining effect on it, the suppression shouldn't have been this severe.

Alas, Eldrin's Solar True Flame far surpassed his remaining strength, unexpectedly capable of igniting even the supremely Yin and frigid Netherworld Evil Qi. The vast and mighty power of Pure Yang blazed forth completely, becoming utterly impossible to extinguish.

In the span of a mere moment, the Netherblood Smoke Curtain was incinerated into calamity ashes—a superior demonic treasure thus destroyed.

Indeed, the power of Celestial Fire proved truly astonishing, its suppression of demonic cultivators overwhelmingly potent—a bane to all demons under heaven.

"Ah, you're courting death."

Watching his beloved ink masterpiece being destroyed, the Ancient Devil of the Wilderness revealed a look of thunderous fury.

Including the half-destroyed Banner of 10 1000 Demons Devouring Souls from earlier, this Netherblood Smoke Curtain had become the second superior demonic treasure destroyed by Eldrin, filling his heart with shock and fury.

At this thought, the Ancient Devil's killing intent surged to a boiling point. Without hesitation, he summoned the Heavenly Demon's Immortal-Slaying Sword (Magic Treasure) and swung it directly toward Eldrin (Person Name).

"Let's begin."

Seeing that the Netherworld Blood Smoke Luo (Demon Treasure) was no more, the 9 Rivers Elder (Cultivator) abandoned all restraint. With a sweep of his hand, he summoned 9 dazzling immortal swords, sending them slashing directly toward the Ancient Devil (Demon).

Lyra and the Sect Master of the Celestial Abode saw this and immediately joined the assault, engaging in a magical battle against the Vile Elder of Desolation.

4 powerful Nascent Soul experts joining forces—were this to occur in the outside world, even an ordinary Great Perfection Nascent Soul cultivator might struggle to withstand them.

However, this old fiend Huang, bolstered by the demonic spring, could wield various supernatural abilities and demonic treasures without fear of energy consumption, making it unexpectedly difficult for them to subdue him in the short term.

The others, seeing this, immediately thought to join forces and closed in on Elder Qian and Elder Jin.

Seeing this, both Elder Qian Mo and Elder Jin Mo showed a trace of fear. Although their cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul, Mid Stage and they were bolstered by the Demonic Spring, facing the combined assault of numerous Nascent Soul cultivators, they could hardly withstand the siege of 10 True Lords.

However, the Desolate Elder Demon remained utterly unperturbed. He let out a cold sneer and declared in a resonant voice, "You've besieged the Desolate Demon Ridge for several years now. Did you truly believe this venerable 1 would make no preparations at all?"

"Old Fiend of Blazing Flames, Old Fiend Fang, if you don't act now, when will you?!"

"Not good!"

Jiuhe Daoist’s face drastically changed as he saw several formidable demons emerging from the depths of the distant Demonic Spring.

There were a full 5 visitors, with the 2 leaders possessing cultivation as high as the late Nascent Soul stage—none other than Elder Fang and the Blazing Flame Demon.

Eldrin recognized the identities of these 2 individuals. The Blazing Flame Old Demon hailed from the Crimson Demon Continent. Though his cultivation was merely at the Nascent Soul, 7th Tier, he had once slain a late-stage Nascent Soul grand cultivator of the human race.

It is said this demon cultivated a set of Blazing Fire Formation Banners—6 banners in total—capable of deploying the Blazing Fire Immortal Refining Formation. Even a late-stage Nascent Soul mighty expert would not dare claim certain victory against it.

Fang Laomo was a mighty demonic cultivator hailing from the 7 Stars Continent. Though his strength could not rival that of the Blazing Flame Old Demon, he was still considered an exceptionally rare powerhouse in the world.

"Impossible, why would they come here?"

The Sect Master of Tianlu’s face drastically changed, revealing an expression of utter disbelief.

The lair of the Blazing Fiend had been eradicated by the Mystic Heaven Sect 2 100 years prior, and the demon's whereabouts had remained unknown ever since.

5 100 years ago, the Eldrin’s physical form had also been destroyed by a Human Nascent Soul Grandmaster, leaving only his Nascent Soul to escape. Yet now, unexpectedly, he had appeared here as well.

Among demonic cultivators, deceit and betrayal were rampant. They considered themselves fortunate if they weren't scheming against each other, so how could the Eldrin possibly take them in?

Moreover, with 2 late-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivators present, even Old Fiend Huang might struggle to maintain control.

At this thought, the master of the Heavenly Abode Sect remarked, "Could it be that there is an Ancestral Soul Elder behind all this?"

Everyone’s expressions shifted slightly. Only a Primordial Soul Old Devil could suppress these unruly Nascent Soul Old Devils.

But now was not the time for contemplation. The 9 Rivers Elder charged toward the Blazing Fiend Patriarch, his face contorted with fury as he declared, "Leave this scoundrel to me. The rest of you, deal with the Desolate Fiend."

The sudden appearance of 5 Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivators completely disrupted everyone's arrangements, plunging the great battle into utter chaos.

However, with their superior numbers and the formidable combat prowess of cultivators like the 9-River Daoist and Eldrin (Person Name), they managed to avoid a complete collapse.

But at that very moment, a sinister grin twisted Elder Qian's lips as he raised his hand and summoned a demonic spike, hurling it directly toward Celestial Xuan beside him.

That day, Fairy Xuan was caught completely off guard. With a piercing shriek, her physical body was severed, leaving only her Nascent Soul to flee in utter terror.

Seeing this, Elder Qian the Demon revealed a menacing grin. With a flick of his hand, he summoned a black banner that swept forward like a raging tide.

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