C1473 Dance!

Yu Yuan's face was the epitome of calm.

As the bloated demon, shrinking incessantly, drew near his chest, it sent shivers through Yuan Qingxi and Huangyin's minds.

The two demon lords found themselves compelled to concentrate most of their attention on the struggle between Yu Yuan and the demon, for the scene before them was overwhelmingly intense.

It was indeed a sight both horrifying and unspeakably bizarre.

Crack!

Yu Yiyi, engulfed in the greasy tentacles, seized the moment when the demon focused all its strength on resisting Yu Yuan. She brandished the ice blade, a creation of the Frost Queen, severing the appendages one by one.

Yu Yiyi managed to break free.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The demon's form pulsated and shrank at a rate visible to the naked eye. What was once a towering presence stumbled towards Yu Yuan, dwindling to a mere meter in height.

It appeared that Yu Yuan had nearly drained all the vital energy from its flesh and bones.

Soon, it was right before Yu Yuan's chest...

Now, the creature could neither wail nor plead for mercy; its body, reduced to the size of a fist, looked exceedingly odd.

It resembled a fleshy orb bristling with numerous whiskers.

These so-called whiskers were the previously thick and sturdy tentacles, now drained of their vital energy by Yu Yuan, and rendered whisker-like.

At last, the meatball-like demon and its whiskered tentacles vanished with a "swoosh" into the little world of vitality within Yu Yuan's chest.

Within the Profound Gate acupoint, Yu Yuan's crystalline, ruby-like Solar Spirit morphed into the form of the Altar of Rebirth. With minor adjustments, it assumed a magical state akin to a grinding mill.

The translucent millstone turned slowly, grinding the dismembered demon into pure blood and soul.

Hiss, hiss!

The impurities, of no benefit to Yu Yuan, were ejected from the millstone's rim, transforming into a spray of rainbow light and mist.

To Yuan Qingxi and Huangyin, it appeared as if Yu Yuan, having devoured the demon, was now exuding a kaleidoscopic haze from his pores.

Enveloped in this colorful mist, Yu Yuan's visage took on a mysterious and ethereal quality.

Yuan Qingxi and Huangyin watched him, spellbound, their hearts heavy with a mix of bitterness and a sense of defeat.

Two malevolent entities, who had dwelled in the Defiled World beneath the earth for countless years, witnessed the smoke and mist emanating from Yu Yuan's body and realized that the demon had been swiftly dissolved and refined by him.

Huangyin, who remained by the Seven-Colored Lake after the demon had broken free, felt a slight tremor in his face. His relentless incantations finally ceased.

"Yu..." Huangyin began, noticing his voice had grown hoarse and strained.

Yuan Qingxi's silhouette, suspended in midair, jolted violently. The talisman, crafted from Du Jing's soul, flickered fiercely like a will-o'-the-wisp.

He stared at Yu Yuan in astonishment.

Inside Yu Yuan's little world of vitality, the millstone that had obliterated the demon ceased its rotation. His Solar Spirit, enveloped in a radiant glow, reformed into a human shape. Within the crystalline, ruby-like flesh of the Solar Spirit, numerous seven-colored spots burst and vanished.

These spots represented the demon's complex and mutable remnant soul. As they were absorbed into Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit body, he instinctively employed the Soul Forging through Enlightenment technique to integrate and sort them.

This reaction was purely instinctual.

Once the Soul Forging through Enlightenment was initiated, his Solar Spirit's Third Eye was activated, instantly revealing the impact of the Evil Curse on his soul within the Mindscape.

Yu Yuan then harnessed the power of his Solar Spirit, invoking the mystical strength of the Dragon Slaying Stage to significantly enhance the Third Eye.

In the recesses of his consciousness, where his Lunar Spirit and dominant soul resided, along with the projection of his Solar Spirit soul, mysterious grey-black threads of memory appeared. His soul effortlessly severed them.

Each time a thread was cut, Yuan Qingxi's hand, clutching the talisman, twitched.

Yu Yuan's jumbled memories were gradually sorted with the assistance of the potent Third Eye. Within the ethereal spirited body that governed his memories, what seemed like thousands of memory streams, once entangled, were abruptly separated and no longer clustered together.

Throughout this ordeal, Yuan Qingxi's expression grew increasingly grave as he imbued the Evil Curse with new marvels.

Regrettably, the Evil Curse, forged from Du Jing's soul, was too fragile to endure the successive applications of Soul Power by Yuan Qingxi. He had intended for the Evil Curse to hold three seals, but before the first could take shape, the Evil Curse flickered out like a spent candle, unable to emit any further flame or vitality.

At that moment, Yu Yuan's clarity returned, and he remembered what had just occurred. "I think I swallowed something..."

He licked his lips and glanced down at his chest, noticing he was enveloped in colorful smoke.

The acrid smell of the smoke was unpleasant, prompting him to furrow his brow slightly.

Whoosh!

A sudden wind swept away the colorful smoke swirling around him. He steadied himself, once more standing firmly on the Dragon Slaying Stage.

Above him, Yu Yiyi had returned to the Crucible of Evil.

Aside from the Shadowfox, which was bisected and healing itself, all the other Banes were ready to be summoned.

"There's a plethora of materials here to be refined into Banes."

Having pieced everything together, Yu Yuan stood atop the Dragon Slaying Stage, surveying the sky filled with devils, ghosts, and tangible spirits that resembled dark clouds.

He burst into laughter.

"Be cautious, the devil tide has formed."

Yu Yiyi whispered a warning, urging him not to let his guard down or underestimate the devil tide's strength.

"There's no need to worry."

Yu Yuan gestured reassuringly, signaling that she shouldn't be overly concerned. He looked at Yuan Qingxi with a hint of fascination and remarked, "Your Bloodbrawlers Sect's Evil Curse is quite intriguing. I actually got caught up in it. And you..."

He turned his attention to Huangyin, "My apologies, I just gave it a try, but the tainted essence of this little world seems to have no effect on me. I ingested the demon you've been keeping, and I can digest all of its poison, easily expelling the tainted essence from my body."

Huangyin remained silent.

The elder of the Bloodbrawlers pondered with a grave look and said, "Your little world of vitality feels to me like a cosmic giant beast with its maw wide open."

Huangyin's expression flickered. "A cosmic giant beast?"

"I've heard about the Abyssal Leviathan that was subdued in the Embers Sea, from which you extracted the Sunsorrow of the giant beast. What astonishes me is how you managed to use those few drops of Sunsorrow to induce such extraordinary changes in your Solar Spirit. I must concede, I overlooked this aspect and didn't anticipate your Solar Spirit being so exceptional," Yuan Qingxi expressed with a sigh.

Huangyin had an epiphany.

As the demon's tentacles first penetrated Yu Yuan's body, he sensed something amiss. The unusual, overwhelming vitality wasn't characteristic of Boulderdawn cultivators.

He considered the Dark Deity and the peak warriors of the Otherkin, yet none seemed to fit.

Once Yuan Qingxi revealed the wonders brought by the cosmic giant beast, Huangyin's understanding crystallized.

The cosmic giant beasts, who reigned supreme over the cosmos, were impervious to the Defiled World's corruption. The so-called deadly poisons of this world were trivial to these colossal creatures.

Naturally, the demon stood no chance of devouring Yu Yuan, who possessed the peculiar strength of a cosmic giant beast.

"Alright, you've summoned a sufficient number of ghostly demons. Now it's time to unleash the might befitting an Earth Fiend Ancestor."

Yu Yuan's eyes brimmed with expectation as he gazed at Huangyin and the dense throng of ghostly demons, his smile radiant.

"I am the current master of the Crucible of Evil. You were once the mightiest Bane and one of the founding ancestors of the Terra Fiend. Let's see if you can claim the Crucible of Evil as your own and transform the Bane I've diligently gathered into your Demon Generals, leading them into battle."

Whoosh!

The Dragon Slaying Stage soared above the Seven-Colored Lake, closing the gap between him and Huangyin to a mere ten meters.

"I can sense several formidable Terra Fiends are nearly upon us. Huangyin, I've afforded you ample time and opportunity. Make sure you seize it."

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The swarm of miniature Seven-Colored Dragons that had previously entered the Dragon Slaying Stage now gracefully circled Yu Yuan, as if performing an aerial ballet.

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