C946 First Time Breaking the Formation

Seven palaces, awash in an endless divine glow, descended upon the mortal realm as if a kingdom of the gods had arrived on earth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each time the palaces settled, the green-black barrier, wrought by the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation, would erupt with blinding demonic light.

Intricate and enigmatic Demonic Marks surfaced on the barrier, materializing instantly.

Innumerable ancient Demonic Marks and script, aligned with the profound principles of the Great Dao, unleashed power beyond imagination.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Green and black lightning, like pythons and celestial dragons, wove through the barrier's surface, undulating with majestic grace.

As the palaces, born from the Heaven Palace Seals, crashed down like boulders on a web of springs, they were catapulted skyward by the barrier's resilient force.

Within the seven palaces resided the mightiest of the Profound Sky Sect—Unrestrained Stage, Yang God Stage, and a majority of Soul Wandering Stage practitioners.

The sect's cultivators, stationed throughout the seven palaces, refrained from deploying their formidable spiritual artifacts, instead bolstering the Heaven Palace Seals to stabilize the situation.

Above the palaces hovered Cao Jiaze, alone and with a grave expression.

On this occasion, the Profound Sky Sect's assembly of experts was formidable, including several senior Unrestrained Stage cultivators. Many surpassed Cao Jiaze in both status and cultivation, yet he remained the one to command.

All members of the Profound Sky Sect—disciples, elders, and honored guests—obeyed his orders.

His minor setback in Horror Land had not shaken the Sect Master's confidence in him.

Having already demonstrated his capabilities on numerous fronts, Cao Jiaze, with his newly attained Yang God prowess, attuned himself to the pulse of the seven Heaven Palace Seals as they hammered against the barrier.

Within the green-black barrier, each Demonic Mark that emerged was etched into his memory in an instant.

The ancient Demonic Talisman, with its enigmatic properties that echoed the laws of the cosmos, was something he sought to master in its subtleties.

He was well aware that the Sect Master's favor and trust in him remained steadfast, undiminished by his defeat in Horror Land.

Yet, within the Profound Sky Sect's many factions, discontent brewed. A significant number opposed his potential succession as the next Sect Master.

The chatter about the failure in Horror Land had already begun. Should there be another mishap in the attack on the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area, it would undoubtedly impact his standing within the Profound Sky Sect.

"I just hope Yu Yuan doesn't spring any more surprises on me. And with Tianzang here, it's time to reclaim the Tears of Blue Devil I lost," Cao Jiaze mused quietly to himself.

Meanwhile, figures like Fan Heqing, Ji Ningshuang, Feng Pu, Mo Baichuan, Tang Zheng, and the Sect Master of the Spirit Void Sect all hovered in the void, their gazes fixed on the barrier.

It was common knowledge that the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation was formidable and not easily breached. They all contemplated the formation's enigmatic nature, seeking to discern its intricacies and discover a more efficient method to unravel it.

Elsewhere, the Golden Elephant Ancient God's manipulation of the golden mountains and rivers, causing damage to the formation, did not escape their notice.

In time, seven grand palaces materialized, suspended in the air and spread out around Cao Jiaze, stabilizing the once-turbulent green-black barrier.

"The Artifact Soul of the Soul Transformation Pool has awakened," Fan Heqing from the Sword Sect declared, his brow furrowed. "This Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation is verging on the Seventh Level. We must obliterate the Soul Transformation Pool this time, leaving no remnants to haunt us! And depending on the situation, we may also need to destroy the realm passageway."

Cao Jiaze nodded with a smile, "This commotion should have made our intentions clear to every Outland Evil Demon within the forbidden area. What intrigues me is whether those foreign guests inside have clashed with the ones who've entered the area."

"You're suggesting?" Feng Pu asked, taken aback.

"I'm hoping they'll turn on each other first," Cao Jiaze continued after a brief pause. "I'm skeptical about the strength of their alliance. If they fall into discord and battle amongst themselves within the forbidden area, our task will be much easier once we break through the barrier."

Many cultivators around them nodded in agreement, their expressions showing approval. They, too, had considered this possibility, suspecting that the Outland Evil Demons within the forbidden ground might not truly unite with the likes of Yu Yuan, Luo Yue, and Xi Quan against a common enemy.

At the Dragon Slash Platform, the sight of the Golden Elephant Ancient God's futile attempts to breach the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation with the golden mountain for the seventh time brought a measure of relief to all who watched.

"The barrier erected by the Divine Soul Sect certainly has its merits," observed Canli from the Bright Clan. She had taken note of the hundreds of Demonic Mark formations, large and small, that would materialize each time the golden mountain collided with the barrier, effortlessly neutralizing the formidable golden power that would otherwise require an Unrestrained Stage cultivator to exert their full strength.

"The Human Race's ascendancy over the Naga to become the galaxy's mightiest is no fluke," Tianzang remarked with a sneer. "Those old fools were so fixated on eliminating the bothersome Dragon Race that they never anticipated they'd actually pave the way for an even stronger Human Race."

At the mention of this, the Bloodline warriors from various races, all of Ninth Level, couldn't hide their displeasure. Clearly, they were privy to some of the ancient secrets...

With a whoosh, a broad, dark Devil Blade materialized outside the barrier. Mo Yan, taking the form of a middle-aged man, stood atop the blade. As it oscillated from side to side, his demeanor was unabashedly defiant and insolent.

"Who is that?" Quero from the Silver Scale Clan frowned deeply. "For some reason, I've taken an instant dislike to him."

"That's the Kyara Demon Blade," Beru of the Star Race interjected with a dismissive snort.

"The Kyara Demon Blade? Then he must be Zhu Zhen's son, Mo Yan, right?" Mia from the Dark Elfkind's face showed a flicker of recognition. "Wasn't it rumored that he suffered a grave injury in Horror Land not too long ago? Yet in such a short span, he's fully recovered, and his cultivation... he's reached the Mid-stage of the Soul Wandering Stage!"

Tianzang flashed a wry smile. "Well, since you're aware he's Zhu Zhenxiang's son and practices the 'Reincarnation Wheel Devil Spell' that commandeers the essence of heaven and earth, it's no surprise that as long as he's not completely dead, with Zhu Zhenxiang's personal power, along with his status and resources in the Devil Palace, resurrecting his son would be a trivial matter."

The mention of Zhu Zhenxiang, the Devil Palace's second-in-command, cast a shadow over the expressions of many formidable beings gathered there. Zhu Zhenxiang's notoriety in the depths of the Outland Star River surpassed even that of the Devil Lord Tan Xiaotian. Known for his propensity to engage in uneven battles and his mastery of tactics and strategy, Zhu Zhenxiang had claimed the lives of numerous high-level warriors from various races.

Moreover, Zhu Zhenxiang was notoriously brutal. Many weaker realms were left devoid of life after his passage.

"Given that Zhu Zhenxiang's son is the one who has arrived, the power that the Devil Palace wields in the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area must now be aligned with Zhu Zhenxiang," Canli of the Bright Clan said, gazing up at the darkened sky. "Those close to the Devil Lord Tan Xiaotian, including the Devil Lord himself, are likely in the Outland Star River at this moment."

Her words prompted silent nods of agreement from the crowd.

Aside from Mo Yan, the Devil Palace's visitors remained shrouded in layers of shadows, their true faces concealed. Yet, the assembled experts could make educated guesses about their identities.

Dragons, in their majestic true forms, circled around the elder patriarch, Loong Jie, emitting low, rumbling growls.

"And there are individuals from the Filthy Spirit Sect and the Ghoul Glyph Sect among us."

Canli's pupils flared with an intense light, her gaze not only piercing the barrier but also illuminating the rear of the procession. She recognized the two practitioners, ostracized by the main group, as members of the sects that had recently sent their elite to the Evil Sect mountains for a trade meeting.

"It's clear without question. The Filthy Spirit Sect and the Ghoul Glyph Sect must have succumbed to fear, bowing to the Demon Palace," Beru remarked with a sneer. "They might have even slain those who attended the trade meeting to sever ties with their sects."

The other races' experts nodded subtly, understanding the situation well.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Yu Yuan, seated on the Dragon Slash Platform, began to exhale deeply, each breath murky as if purging the impurities settled within him from his swift advancement.

Sizzle!

A soft glow emanated from his pores.

Tianzang, presiding over the Aura Altar, narrowed his eyes and let out a surprised "Hmm?" He observed, "He's assimilating the blood essence you've provided, expelling the waste that his body cannot integrate. Impressive, the boy can actually handle such an abundance of Ninth Level blood essence!"

As he spoke, the Aura Altar embedded in his forehead emerged silently.

The Muddy Devil Embryo at the base of the altar morphed into a blue shadow, wrapping Yu Yuan in a veil of blue luminescence. "I can't afford to waste this. The impurities he has purged from his body—I'll save them for later use!"

Tianzang's eyes gleamed, and a smile spread across his face.

But his smile stiffened in a flash, and he swore angrily, "Damn it!"

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