A powerful, profound, and extremely ancient aura suddenly erupted from the shadow.

Its intensity was not at all weaker than the young ancient demon battling Yun Weifeng and, in terms of the aura’s age and purity, it was faintly superior.

"What?!"

All the Human Race cultivators who sensed this aura had their faces change dramatically and looked towards it unanimously.

Even the always composed Yun Weifeng had his expression drastically change.

He wanted to break away to assist, but the young ancient demon laughed grimly and entangled him tightly: "Your opponent is me!"

The shadow instantly transformed into the phantom of a woman with a graceful figure, stunning beauty, and an eerie demonic aura.

She chuckled softly, and a jade hand formed purely of Demon Essence was lightly struck out.

Crack! Splat!

The old man’s famed purple-gold great bell Magical Treasure was as fragile as paper before this jade hand. Its spiritual light instantly dimmed and it cried out as it was sent flying.

Immediately afterward, the old man’s Protective Spiritual Light, inner armor, and even several life-saving talismans hastily invoked were utterly useless before this jade hand, pierced layer by layer.

"Ah!"

A heartrending scream echoed across the battlefield.

The old man’s physical body exploded with a light press of that jade hand, turning into a mist of blood in the sky.

Only an inch-high Nascent Soul, looking just like the old man but filled with extreme terror, wrapped in a mass of its life force, screamed as it escaped.

"Go!"

The old man’s Nascent Soul hesitated not at all; a spatial ripple surged around it as it attempted to use Nascent Soul teleportation to escape.

However, the strange smile at the corner of the beautiful woman’s lips became more pronounced.

She slightly opened her delicate mouth and exhaled gently.

It wasn’t a wild wind, but an endless, ink-like, sticky black gas gushed from her mouth, instantly permeating everywhere, enveloping and confining the space around the old man’s Nascent Soul, arriving after yet ahead of.

The old man’s Nascent Soul discovered in horror that the teleportation technique, usually like an extension of its arm, was utterly malfunctioning at this moment.

The surrounding space became as hard as diamond, completely unbreakable.

"No! Save me!"

The old man’s Nascent Soul cried out in terror for help.

It frantically charged against the bindings of the black gas, but it was like a fly trapped in a spider’s web, all in vain.

All Human Race cultivators were stunned by this sudden turn of events, their souls greatly shaken!

A Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator was blown to pieces in an instant; even his Nascent Soul couldn’t escape?!

Even Xu Ping’s heart trembled wildly as he forced back the red-scaled ancient demon with a single sword and intended to use Dragon Ascent to rescue.

The loss of every Late-stage Cultivator is a burden the Outer Sea Human Race cannot bear!

However, the beautiful woman’s methods far exceeded imagination!

In the dense black gas, there emanated a tooth-aching "crack, crack" sound, as if billions of tiny creatures were frantically gnawing on something.

"Ah——!"

The screaming of the old man’s Nascent Soul ceased abruptly; its aura instantly vanished without a trace!

Devoured.....devoured?

Not only the Nascent Soul but even the Divine Soul was completely annihilated!

"What!" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

At this moment, all Human Race cultivators witnessing this scene were chilled from head to toe, an unprecedented coldness sweeping through their bodies!

What kind of terrifying method is this?

A Late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator couldn’t even resist for a moment!

And the scene that unfolded next was even more despairing.

Among the remaining eight Late-stage Nascent Soul ancient demons in the battlefield, including the one being suppressed by Xu Ping’s Sword Array, they all simultaneously grinned, showing the same bizarre smile, and suddenly spat out!

Eight clusters, slightly smaller in scale but of the same nature, exuding an aura that confined space and annihilated everything, burst forth, enveloping their respective opponents.

Suddenly, all Late-stage Great Cultivators felt an immense spatial pressure descend around them, utterly stripping and locking away their ability for Nascent Soul teleportation.

"Slash!"

Xu Ping’s face was filled with extreme fear as he fully activated the Sword Array, transforming boundless Sword Qi into a torrent of rain, surging towards the incoming black gas, attempting to shred it apart.

However, something happened that made Xu Ping’s scalp tingle.

His fierce Sword Qi, capable of severely injuring or even slaying Mid-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators, when cut into the black gas, was like mud into the sea, only causing a slight ripple, unable to dissipate or annihilate it.

Scanning it carefully with Divine Sense, Xu Ping’s expression instantly became exceedingly grave.

What kind of black gas was that?

It was clearly a terrifying swarm of tiny insects, numerous beyond dust, entirely pitch black, with hideous mouthparts, giving off a cold metallic sheen.

His Sword Qi hitting it left mostly just shallow white marks, unable to thoroughly destroy them.

"What kind of alien insects are these?!" Xu Ping was shocked in his heart.

These insects not only had horrifying individual defenses, but could also devour spiritual light and confine space, making them the nemesis of cultivators!

The remaining Late-stage Cultivators also fell into tough battles.

Their Flying Swords, Thunder Skills, Flames, Frosts...all their best Divine Techniques bombarded the insect swarm with minimal effect, unable to effectively clear these bizarre black insects.

The battle immediately reversed; the Human Race side fell into an absolute disadvantage, only able to rely on Magical Treasures and movement techniques to desperately support themselves, facing dire peril!

At this moment, the beautiful woman who had effortlessly devoured a Late-stage Great Cultivator slowly turned her head.

Her enchanting eyes instantly locked onto Shan Tianyou, who was struggling to resist the insect cloud with an ancient mirror Magical Treasure!

Her lips curved slightly, as if she had found the next interesting prey.

Her jade finger pointed gently.

The overwhelming black corrosive insect cloud, as if alive, shifted direction, transforming into a torrent of destruction, sweeping towards Shan Tianyou.

Where the insect cloud passed, even the light seemed to be devoured.

"Not good!"

Shan Tianyou was instantly terrified, his face ghastly pale.

This woman could instantly kill a Late-stage peer, undoubtedly an incarnation of a Divinity Transformation realm being!

How could he possibly resist?!

Moreover, space was completely locked at this moment; there was no escape.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped him.

Just as the situation reached a critical point.

"Roar!"

A dragon’s roar, as if from the ancient wilderness, exploded suddenly, shaking the entire universe.

Xu Ping’s eyes gleamed sharply like lightning, no longer holding anything back.

His body’s vitality and dragon might erupted like a volcano, surging forth, and the vast mana was wildly injected.

The three merged forcibly in an unprecedented manner at this moment.