558: Since my senior sister is cooperating, then I, the junior brother, will not hold back.

His tone shifted slightly, carrying a depth that seemed to see through everything.

"Back then, I saw that Senior Sister's aura was obscure, as if you had used some kind of forbidden Demonic Technique with a huge price,

forcing an assault on the Primordial Spirit barrier... Your Foundation must have been damaged, right?

Tsk, if it weren't for the Dual Cultivation... hmm, the 'Daoist exchange' followed by a stroke of Opportunity... I'm afraid you would have been stuck at the Soul Transformation threshold until your Lifespan dried up, and might still not have passed it? Am I... correct?"

With a single sentence, he exposed the key to Luo Tianying's predicament at the time and her subsequent Breakthrough! His words were sharp as swords!

"You!... Shut up!"

Luo Tianying's delicate body trembled violently. An indescribable mix of humiliation, indignation, and the chilling sensation of being completely seen through instantly rushed through her entire body!

She wanted to refute him, but the pinpoint accuracy of his words, which struck directly at her weakness, left her speechless.

That incident was indeed her greatest turning point and her deepest humiliation!

Every word Yao Delong spoke was like a knife!

Seeing Luo Tianying's aura fluctuating violently, and her lips under the mask bitten almost until they bled,

yet there was no sign of further forceful denial or outburst. In those purple eyes,

although filled with humiliation and murderous intent, there was also a hint of desolate resignation.

The coldness in Yao Delong's eyes intensified.

Very well. It seemed this proud Demonic Woman finally recognized the absolute gap in power and gave up her futile struggle.

But this did not mean he would lower his guard. The methods of Demonic Cultivators,

especially a Demonic Woman who had Cultivated to Soul Transformation, were far more sinister and deceitful than ordinary people!

"Since Senior Sister is cooperating, Junior Brother will not be polite."

Yao Delong's voice suddenly turned cold, carrying an undeniable tone of command. Before his voice faded!

Buzz—!

An aura far more restrained than the Nirvana Soul Domain just now, yet more concentrated and terrifying, violently erupted from Yao Delong's body!

His right hand made no fancy movements; he merely bent his index and middle fingers,

and gently tapped several mysterious and indescribable nodes in the Void Realm around Luo Tianying!

"Nine Nether Spirit Locking: Divine Fire Binding Origin!"

An ancient and desolate decree suddenly rang out in the Void Realm!

Clang-clatter—!

In the Void Realm, dozens of physical chains suddenly emerged, composed purely of golden-red, blazing runes that emitted terrifying high temperatures capable of incinerating all evil!

These chains were not illusory; every single one was condensed from the Origin of the Great Sun Divine Fire, concentrated to the extreme!

Runes flowed upon them, representing the ultimate Yang and rigidity, containing a faint Divine Soul charm of the Chaos Dao—

This was clearly Yao Delong using his own Great Sun Divine Fire Origin as the Foundation, directly activating the unique method of the Fusion sealing secret technique, the Nine Nether Spirit Locking Forbidden Canon!

The moment the chains appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be scorched and distorted by the extreme high temperature!

They were like living lava vipers, moving swift as lightning!

They ignored the weak protective Demonic Light that instinctively surged around Luo Tianying's body!

And they completely ignored her wide, terrified purple eyes!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The golden-red light chains penetrated her vital Acupoints with absolute precision! Her Glabella, Tanzhong Point, Dantian, and the major Acupoints of her four limbs!

"Agh—!"

Luo Tianying let out a shrill, completely distorted scream!

It was no longer a roar filled with Devilish Qi, but a cry of agonizing pain, like a Mortal being pierced through by a searing hot iron!

The moment the chains entered her body, she felt as if her Primordial Spirit and all her surging Demonic Essence Magical Power had been thrown into a boiling, golden-red furnace!

The terrifying power of the Great Sun Divine Fire was like a purifying tide, burning everything in its path, instantly rampaging through her Demonic Meridians!

It fiercely vaporized and incinerated the Demonic Technique Origin upon which her existence relied!

Realm! Rapidly plummeting!

Early Stage Spirit Transformation... Nascent Soul Perfection... Late Nascent Soul Stage... Early Nascent Soul Stage... Golden Core... all within just a few breaths!

"Thud!"

A dull sound.

The purple-robed Demonic Woman, who had originally stood suspended in the air, radiating powerful and strange demonic might,

seemed to have all her strength and vitality instantly drained, losing even the slight ability to hover in the air!

Like a gorgeous butterfly with broken wings, she fell straight down from the sky, powerless and utterly disheveled, crashing onto the ground!

She slammed heavily onto the hard, cold rocks below. Her luxurious dark purple gown, covered in demonic patterns, was soiled with dust and dirt, leaving her in a miserable state.

The mysterious and enchanting Purple-Gold Mask on her face had tilted slightly, revealing a portion of her pale yet stunningly beautiful lower jaw and face, enough to shock the heavens.

She gasped violently, each breath accompanied by a burning pain that penetrated deep into her bones, originating from the golden-red chains piercing her four limbs and hundreds of joints!

Her body was utterly empty! Like the deepest, darkest Void Realm!

There was not a single trace of Magical Power left, and even her tough Demonic Body became weak and unstable.

She felt now... truly weaker than a sickly woman in the Mortal World!

A Soul Transformation Devil Head? At this moment, she was like fish meat on a chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered!

Yao Delong's methods, which appeared casual but were actually profoundly subtle,

used the tyrannical Divine Fire Origin chains as "nails," directly pinning her down to the Realm of a "Mortal"!

This was more terrifying than completely crippling her Cultivation! It forced her to clearly perceive the dissipation and subsequent imprisonment of her own power!

Yao Delong looked down upon Luo Tianying, who was curled up on the ground, her struggles appearing incredibly weak. There was not a trace of sympathy or hesitation in his eyes.

Against an enemy, especially a Devil Head from the Heavenly Demon Sect, any mercy could result in a fatal backlash.

"Hey! Big Brother—! Wait for me!"

Just then, a clear Dragon roar, accompanied by a massive rush of air, echoed from the distant horizon, along with Qiong Shuang's loud, boisterous, yet energetic shout!

Whoosh—!

The massive figure of a white Flood Dragon arrived with a whistling wind!

It performed a graceful, violent brake and tail-swing, coming to an abrupt stop above the cliff top! The turbulent airflow swept away a swath of loose rocks from the summit!

Qiong Shuang lowered her massive Flood Dragon head, her Dragon eyes scanning the cliff face below, which had become a veritable Shura Field, filled with novelty and a hint of regret.

"Aiya ya!" She let out an exaggerated sigh, her voice echoing between the cliff walls:

"Big Brother! You're so unfair!

I finally rushed all this way to join the fun, and you, you just finished off all the meat in three quick moves!

I didn't even get a sip of the soup! You didn't even leave a Foundation Establishment Little Devil Brat for me to smash!

I feel zero participation in this fight!"

The massive Flood Dragon body slowly landed on the spacious, desolate cliff platform, its claws touching down softly, causing the ground to shake.

Luo Yan, who was sitting on her broad, solid back—like a platform of azure jade—had a pale, beautiful face and was tightly gripping one of her Inverse Scales.

Qiong Shuang's lightning-fast Dragon speed throughout the journey, combined with that aerial emergency brake and massive tail-swing maneuver, truly left her shaken.

Only when the Dragon claws touched the ground did she finally let out a sigh of relief.

She steadied herself, jumped off the Flood Dragon's back, and stood firmly on the ground, though her steps were slightly unsteady.

"Thank you, Qiong Shuang. I... I'll go check over there..."

Luo Yan thanked the huge Dragon head, then walked toward the Nascent Soul and Golden Core captives who had collapsed on the ground due to the Divine Soul impact,

like piles of mud. Her beautiful face carried a trace of solemnity and the scrutinizing pressure belonging to a Golden Core expert.

Although the battle ended too quickly, perhaps she could still help with the subsequent interrogation and handling of the prisoners.