C463 Spirit Devour!

Within the Ethereal Vial, beneath the gaze of the Fallen Star Eyes, all eyes were fixed on Yu Yuan.

The crowd was eager to discover whether he had successfully refined the Crucible of Evil or if there was some other circumstance at play.

Qi Nandou had no interest in restraining Lin Zhuyun, who, surrounded by a horde of malevolent demons, looked utterly forlorn and helpless.

She sat isolated in a corner, the picture of desolation.

Yan Lu of the Devil Palace found the scene too pitiful to bear. Standing next to her, he looked down and pondered what might have been if the Lin family had heeded Lin Jingfei's advice and consented to her marriage with Yu Yuan.

And what if she had been willing to treat Yu Yuan and the Yu family with kindness?

The high regard in which Lin Yue, Hou Tianzhao, Qi Nandou, and even the enigmatic Mo Yan held Yu Yuan in the Embers Sea spoke volumes of his exceptional character, a fact all too clear to the residents of Asvetaesi.

Yet, the Lin family's transgressions and Lin Zhuyun's lack of foresight had led to the day's grim outcome.

"Sigh," Yan Lu exhaled softly, feeling a sense of helplessness.

"I don't need your pity," Lin Zhuyun abruptly looked up, her eyes dim and her face devoid of any vitality. "We're all going to die, and you're no exception. What's the point in pitying others?"

Taken aback, Yan Lu shook his head and replied, "Perhaps there's still a chance to live."

"Live?" Lin Zhuyun's laugh was tinged with a sorrow so profound it bordered on the bizarre. "Everyone present is destined to die. It might even be better that way..."

Her head bowed, she seemed to radiate an aura of death, as if she had relinquished all attachment to life.

Yan Lu, sensing her odd demeanor, chose to leave her be.

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly sparkled as he called out, "Yu Yuan!"

At that moment, Yu Yuan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, abruptly opened them.

Qi Nandou and Liu Ying, utilizing the Ethereal Vial and the Fallen Star Eyes, had detected the imminent arrival of the Blood Altar with uncanny precision, sending a jolt through their very souls.

In a prison woven of sword light, the Abyssal Leviathan, drenched in blood and with scales flying like razor-sharp blades, struggled fiercely to break free from its bonds.

His sinister roars and vicious curses aimed at Yu Yuan grew louder with each utterance. The evil spirit, confined by the Bone-Devouring Shuttle, surged forward once more, colliding with the myriad of white Bone Spears that filled the sky, causing numerous sea crystals to shatter explosively.

"Phew!"

The Crucible of Evil, which had only recently entered the elixir field, was propelled out once again as Yu Yuan opened his eyes.

"Release the cosmic energy barrier!" Yu Yuan commanded.

Liu Ying, bewildered, asked, "What?"

The Crucible of Evil began to rise slowly, moving toward the cosmic energy light curtain as if it were about to break free.

"Let it out!" Yu Yuan insisted.

"Oh, alright." Liu Ying's palms flickered with starlight as she effortlessly shifted the formation with her thoughts, creating a new array.

Suddenly, a section of the thick cosmic energy light curtain thinned and opened like a gate.

The Crucible of Evil drifted through this star gate, picking up speed in the water as it made its way toward the evil spirit born from the death of the Sky Fiend.

The evil spirit, previously desperate to merge with the Crucible of Evil and enter the Fallen Star Eyes, was now frantically trying to escape, despite being restrained by the Bone-Devouring Shuttle.

Many onlookers were dumbfounded and perplexed.

Hadn't it been scheming just a short while ago to unite with the Crucible of Evil and enter the cauldron?

Why was it now so desperate to flee after the Crucible of Evil had taken flight?

"Qi Nandou!" Yu Yuan called out, fixing his gaze on the effeminate man from the Skyblight Cult through the water. "Would you kindly use the Bone-Devouring Shuttle to detain the evil spirit for me?"

"How should I proceed?" Qi Nandou, seeking guidance, turned to Mo Yan. "Something feels off. Should we keep heeding his commands?"

"Underwater, he is no different from us; he is human," Mo Yan stated gravely.

Qi Nandou grasped the intent. He settled himself within the Ethereal Vial, and with a shift in his focus, streams of crystalline light burst forth.

The radiant beams infused the white Bone Spears, which had split from the Bone-Devouring Shuttle, with a sinister and potent force. Instantly, the spears seemed to become even more piercing and formidable, now imbued with a malevolent psionic power that could drive the spirits of the dead into a frenzy.

"Awoo! Awoo! Awoo!"

A piercing screech erupted from the Bone Spears.

An uncountable number of glimmers and the force of vitality suddenly enveloped the evil spirit.

The spirit, having harnessed the spiritual energy of the sea, morphed into a figure that was somewhat familiar to everyone.

The figure resembled Luo Yiyi from the Cloudwater Sect, crafted from the spiritual energy of the sea with a form that was still indistinct and not fully defined.

"Luo Yiyi is adept with water, mastering the Cloudwater Sect's spells to harness the sea's power," Kong Banbi observed with surprise, recognizing the trickery. "But this is not Luo Yiyi. It remains an evil spirit, a transformation of the Sky Fiend."

"Regardless of its identity, this ends now," declared Yu Yuan.

No sooner had he spoken than the Crucible of Evil emerged above the head of the figure shaped like Luo Yiyi. The glyphs etched onto the cauldron began to writhe as if alive.

Before the eyes of all present, the cauldron expanded rapidly.

Within mere moments, it swelled to the size of a mountain range, becoming a colossal black cauldron.

As the Crucible of Evil settled on the ocean floor, causing islands to crumble and the earth to quake, the animated glyphs emitted a soul-snaring devilish light, hinting at boundless enigmas.

Those of insufficient strength felt dizzy at the sight of the massive black cauldron.

Brash individuals like Lin Yue, who dared to release their vitality to probe the cauldron's aura, were met with a harsh reality. Their faces paled as they vomited blood and collapsed, the light in their eyes fading.

"Do you really think you could use the Colddeath's spell to connect with it?" Mo Yan sneered, looking at Lin Yue, who lay on the ground, visibly shaken. "Did it nearly drain all of your refined vitality?"

Lin Yue let out a cold huff, disregarding Mo Yan's mockery. Instead, he gave Yu Yuan a subtle nod through the protective light of the Ethereal Vial and Fallen Star Eyes, silently expressing his gratitude.

Just moments before, as he attempted to link his lifeblood to the Crucible of Evil using the Colddeath's forbidden technique, his world spun, and he felt his lifeblood being drawn into the cauldron.

He narrowly escaped death when the "Crucible of Evil" nearly swallowed him whole and drained all his lifeblood.

In that critical moment, he detected the presence of Yu Yuan and perceived his thoughts, which seemed to ripple through the cauldron, halting its impending action.

That was how he managed to survive.

It was then that Lin Yue first realized that the "Crucible of Evil," once a Divine Artifact, had truly acknowledged Yu Yuan as its master. Having been refined by him, it now followed his commands.

Swoosh!

The evil spirit, born from the death of the Sky Fiend and trapped by the Bone-Devouring Shuttle, was violently pulled into the "Crucible of Evil."

The spirit, assuming the form of Luo Yiyi, appeared to struggle in a frenzy of fear.

Yet, it could not withstand the overwhelming demonic power of the Crucible of Evil and ultimately vanished within, leaving no trace behind.

The "Crucible of Evil," having consumed the evil spirit, spun silently in the water, seemingly refining it instantly to erase any vestige of its rebellious will.

Amidst this, the Blood Altar, which had been ravaging the depths, emerged as a blue shadow. It appeared to move slowly, yet in reality, it approached with alarming speed.

"The Blood Altar!"

"It has finally arrived!"

People exclaimed in terror, their eyes fixed on the menacing blue shadow.

Many of their fellow disciples and the elders who had led them into the Embers Sea had fallen prey to this shadow, becoming sustenance for the altar.

Yet, the true form of the Blood Altar remained obscured by the blue shadow, not fully disclosed.

"Let's hope it chooses the Abyssal Leviathan first, not us."

At this juncture, Mo Yan could only resign himself to fate, trusting in Yu Yuan's judgment.

"Return!"

With a slight intent from Yu Yuan's mind, the "Crucible of Evil," which had ingested the evil spirit, rapidly diminished in size and flew towards him.

The sword lights, which had long confined the Abyssal Leviathan without exhausting their power, transformed into brilliant streaks of electricity, reversing their course and merging into the scabbard he held aloft.

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