At the base of Yitian Peak, in an unknown space lay hidden below...

It was desolate and eerie.

At the center of a high platform yawned a bottomless pit. The human ancient barrier, the Azure Dragon ancient barrier, and the divine-patterned ancient barrier—three distinct powers—intertwined here, forming an indestructible seal that sealed off the entire space.

Whoosh! A blood-red coffin slowly rose from the depths of the pit.

Bang! A muffled sound rang out from within, the coffin lid trembling.

In an instant, the seal’s radiance flared, and layer after layer of mysterious runes appeared. Yet, some of the newly surfaced sections dimmed almost immediately, their glow weak and unstable.

The blood coffin shook even more violently, the lid rattling nonstop. The ancient devil’s true body lay within.

Hum...The blood coffin rammed into the ancient seals again and again. The weaker parts began to fracture, cracks forming across the surface.

"Hehe..." A sinister chuckle echoed from within the coffin. It was soft, yet hauntingly eerie in the stillness.

The coffin began slamming into the seals with frenzied force.

Boom! Boom! Cracks spread across all three ancient seals. Their restraining power rapidly weakened, as though they could no longer hold the coffin down.

"Hehe... Hahaha..." The laughter inside grew louder, filled with manic delight.

The coffin rose higher and higher.

"You dare!" The laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by a furious roar.

Suddenly, the space quaked. A profound fluctuation rippled through the air, followed by an astonishing force that surged forth. I was sharp beyond measure, like a sword qi. This power originated from Yitian Peak itself.

Yitian Peak was trembling violently, as though the entire peak had transformed into a colossal divine sword. The sword qi sealed within the mountain had been awakened after sensing the ancient devil’s true body attempt to break free.

The sword will descended with unmatched might, a streak of brilliance plunging down from the heavens straight toward the blood coffin.

"Ah!" The ancient devil’s true body roared in fury.

After years of meticulous planning, he had finally lured others to weaken the ancient barriers from outside, reducing the seal’s strength enough for him to break free. He never imagined, however, that the array’s creator had left behind this devastating sword qi as a hidden safeguard.

Thud! The coffin shuddered violently as a shriveled hand thrust out from the gap, gripping the edge.

The hand was desiccated, skin clinging tightly to bone, devoid of flesh and blood, like the hand of a dried corpse.

At once, thick true devilish qi began to seep out from the coffin, spreading through the space, rushing against the seals.

Simultaneously, the blood coffin shone with blinding blood-red light, releasing a sudden surge of suction.

Qin Sang and the others were caught in the pull. Only the Nine Phoenix Monarch, who had kept a greater distance, managed to escape by using the True Heavenly Phoenix Feather to evade the catastrophe.

The sword qi, however, was even faster. It The mummified hand recoiled as if electrocuted.

Thud! The coffin lid slammed shut in an instant, muffling the ancient devil’s enraged roar from within.

Boom! The sword qi struck the coffin with earth-shaking force.

Crack! Fissures spread across the blood coffin’s surface as brilliant blood-red light erupted outward, clashing fiercely against the sword qi.

Thud! Thud! Thud! One after another, figures fell through the air into this sealed space.

The Jiao King, the grand witch priest, the Devil Lord, and everyone else had been dragged in by the ancient devil’s power. Also drawn inside were Qingzhu and the ancient devil’s split soul.

Thud! Qin Sang hit the ground hard, pain surging through his entire body.

He quickly stored Mute Girl into his Corpse Puppet Pouch, but before he could even take in his surroundings, he caught a glimpse of the Devil Lord and the others nearby. His heart immediately sank.

When his gaze swept across the rest, his entire body went cold and rigid.

There were the ancient devil, the Devil Lord, Lingzhuzi, Qingzhu, and the two revealed descendants of the Four Saints Palace. All those who had taken part in the Yitian Peak battle were now here.

On another side stood a woman and a cicada side by side, both tense and wary. They were the grand witch priest and Old Devil Fang.

And elsewhere, two unfamiliar figures emanated an aura no weaker than the Devil Lord’s, clearly of equal level.

When Qin Sang noticed the tortoise shell on the sturdy man’s back, realization struck.

These two must be the Transformation Realm great demons brought in by the Nine Phoenix Monarch. No wonder she remained outside the Spirit-Suppressing Domain. So the demon race of Canglang Sea possesses so many top-tier experts.

Every one of these individuals was at least a middle-stage Spiritual Infant master, and most of them were great cultivators. The three great races were now almost fully gathered.

Qin Sang drew in a sharp breath. Under such radiant brilliance, he was but a flickering firefly beneath a full moon. Lying flat on the ground, he wished he could become dust itself.

Fortunately, he wasn’t the only one in this predicament. There were two others suffering alongside him. He never expected to see Core Formation cultivators appear here as well.

The young boy and girl trembled among these titans, shivering with fear. When they spotted Qin Sang, their faces filled with disbelief and astonishment as they studied him up and down.

The Devil Lord and the others, top masters all, reacted instantly. The moment they sensed the suction vanish, they darted forward, seeking an exit before danger could strike again.

Their gazes locked onto the largest fracture in the spatial seal. But as they moved, the blood light from the coffin suddenly condensed into a solid crimson crystal wall that sealed the crack completely.

With their escape cut off, the Devil Lord and the others tried to break through. But when even their combined power failed to shatter the seal, all of them turned pale.

They turned around, their gazes locked firmly on the blood coffin at the center of the space.

The sword qi and the blood coffin were locked in a deadlock, the surging fluctuations between them making everyone’s hearts tremble. Such power was far beyond anything cultivators of this world could wield.

None of them had the time to pay attention to Qin Sang and the two beside him.

"The one inside that blood coffin is the ancient devil’s true body! The ancient devil nearly broke free, and the sword qi must be a safeguard left behind by our ancestors!" Fairy Nangui’s voice was grave, for her understanding of this place far exceeded the others.

Her eyes swept coldly over the grand witch priest and the Jiao King, anger rising in her heart. She was certain that the ancient devil’s partial release was tied to the actions of their two races. Their meddling must have weakened all three ancient barriers.

Not only had the witch race interfered, but even the demon race had infiltrated as well. The Four Saints had spent countless effort laying defenses within the inner hall, and now the place was full of holes. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Jiao King? Daoist, I must say, seeing you in the Inner Sea is quite the surprise." Lingzhuzi recognized the Jiao King, suspicion flickering across his eyes.

In the Demonic Sea, the Jiao King’s standing among the demon race was no less than his or the Devil Lord’s. He was one of the strongest Transformation Realm great demons. The two races had invaded the Demonic Sea and fought countless battles. They had come across the Jiao King many times.

Since ancient times, only human cultivators had control over the teleportation arrays, making it impossible for demons of the Demonic Sea to enter the Inner Sea. The Jiao King’s appearance here was therefore an extremely dangerous omen.

The Jiao King slowly backed away until his body nearly pressed against the crimson crystal wall. His smile was forced as he cupped his hands. "It has been a long time, fellow Daoists."

Everyone present, aside from the two heirs of the Four Saints Palace, were long-time acquaintances.

He had planned to take the dragon corpse and throw the cultivation world of Canglang Sea into chaos, a plan that would have killed two birds with one stone.

But at the last moment, an unexpected change had occurred, dragging them all into this place. Worst of all, everyone around him was now an enemy.

The Nine-Life Black Tortoise recognized the descendants of the Four Saints Palace. Seeing the murderous glint in Fairy Nangui’s eyes, he hesitated and said, "Though I once had dealings with you, I am not a member of the Four Saints Palace..."

It seemed like there was some connection between him and the Four Saints Palace.

"Slay the ancient devil first!" Fairy Nangui shot the Nine-Life Black Tortoise a vicious glare.

Once the ancient devil was slain, she would settle accounts with the demon race. Since the Jiao King dared to trespass into the Inner Sea, there was no need for him to return alive.