61: Break the seal, unleash the power of the Void Refinement Realm!

When Lu Xueyao and the others approached, they found their path was blocked.

Over a dozen figures stood silently in front of the altar.

These people were wearing the attire of the Great Luo Sword Sect and the Purple Mansion Holy Land, but their condition at the moment seemed extremely strange.

Every person had their head bowed and their body slightly hunched, surrounded by a faint layer of blood mist.

Hearing footsteps, these dozen people suddenly raised their heads.

Hiss!

Bai Miaozhen gasped.

She saw that their eyes were devoid of pupils, replaced by a deadly crimson, and their faces were covered in black markings, making them look hideous and terrifying.

"Chu Yang? Zhao Jinhuan?"

Bai Miaozhen tentatively called out the two names.

Chu Yang, a True Disciple of the Great Luo Sword Sect, and Zhao Jinhuan, a True Disciple of the Purple Mansion Holy Land—both were renowned figures among the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness, and both possessed Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivation.

But at this moment.

Facing Bai Miaozhen's call, Chu Yang showed no reaction; only unconcealed killing intent shot forth from his crimson eyes.

"Roar!"

Chu Yang let out a low, inhuman growl from his throat, and he abruptly raised the longsword in his hand. The sword was no longer wreathed in clear Sword Qi, but instead wrapped in nauseating Blood Fiend Qi.

"They have been demonized."

Lu Xueyao's gaze was cold; she saw the truth instantly: "Their Divine Souls have been devoured. Their current physical bodies are merely Puppets controlled by that Devil Head, serving as resources for the Blood River Ancestor's revival."

Before she finished speaking.

Chu Yang and Zhao Jinhuan had already erupted in attack.

There were no fancy Moves, only the purest instinct for slaughter.

Chu Yang slashed out with his sword. Blood-colored Sword Qi tore through the air, carrying a piercing shriek as it headed straight for Bai Miaozhen.

Zhao Jinhuan, on the other hand, blasted out with both fists. The Purple Mansion Holy Land's ultimate technique, Purple Qi from the East, had now transformed into Blood Qi from the East. Wherever the fist wind passed, the Void Realm trembled!

"Form the Formation!"

Bai Miaozhen shouted softly.

The Yu Hua Immortal Sect Disciples behind her reacted extremely quickly, instantly changing positions. Streams of spiritual power shot up into the sky and converged on Bai Miaozhen.

"Profound Gold Sword Formation, Strike!"

Bai Miaozhen pointed her Spiritual Sword.

Buzz!

Countless golden Sword Qi appeared out of thin air, weaving into an impenetrable sword net that carried unparalleled sharpness, strangling towards Zhao Jinhuan.

Profound Gold Sword Qi specialized in breaking Physical Body defenses.

Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!

A series of dull cutting sounds rang out.

Although Zhao Jinhuan was ferocious, he had lost his mind and only knew how to charge head-on. He was instantly sliced into countless fragments by the dense golden Sword Qi.

Blood splattered, and broken limbs were scattered across the ground.

"One down."

A Yu Hua Immortal Sect Disciple just let out a sigh of relief.

"No, retreat quickly!" Bai Miaozhen's expression suddenly changed.

She watched as the scattered fragments of flesh and blood on the ground began to squirm violently, drawn by some strange power.

Gurgle!

In the span of a single breath, the fragmented flesh reassembled, bones restructured, and flesh regenerated.

Zhao Jinhuan stood perfectly intact before everyone again, his Qi not weakened in the slightest.

"How is that possible!"

Bai Miaozhen's pupils sharply contracted: "Is this the legendary Law of Blood? Undying and indestructible?"

If they can't be killed, how can they fight this battle?

Watching Zhao Jinhuan charge forward and roar once more, a chill rose in everyone's hearts.

"It is not truly undying and indestructible; your method is simply incorrect."

A cold, clear voice rang out.

Lu Xueyao stepped forward, moving past the others to stand at the very front.

Her Primordial Unity Sword remained sheathed. Instead, she extended her slender jade hand, palm facing up.

Boom!

A cluster of crimson-gold flames suddenly rose up.

The instant the flames appeared, the surrounding dense Blood Fiend Qi seemed to encounter a natural enemy, sizzling and rapidly dissipating.

Phoenix True Fire.

It is the most Supreme Yang and Supreme Firmament fire between heaven and earth, containing the power of Nirvana, specifically countering all dark and evil filth.

"Go."

Lu Xueyao lightly flicked her wrist.

The cluster of crimson-gold flames transformed into a lifelike Fire Phoenix, letting out a clear Phoenix cry, and flew straight toward Chu Yang, who was charging at the front.

Chu Yang instinctively swung his sword to slash.

But the moment his sword touched the Fire Phoenix, the Blood Fiend Qi on it was instantly burned away. Even the High Grade Spiritual Artifact longsword quickly melted into molten iron under the high temperature.

Immediately after.

The Fire Phoenix passed straight through his chest.

"Ah—"

Chu Yang let out an extremely mournful shriek. This sound seemed not to come from his throat, but to be a wail originating from the depths of his Soul.

The crimson-gold flames instantly enveloped his entire being.

No blood flowed out. All the flesh, bones, and even the strange Law of Blood Origin within his body were slowly refined into nothingness under these domineering flames.

In just a moment.

Chu Yang completely vanished from this world, leaving behind only a pile of ashes.

Not even a trace of residue remained, let alone the possibility of resurrection.

This scene left Bai Miaozhen and the others behind her dumbfounded.

Following this, Lu Xueyao did the same.

She lightly tapped her fingertip, and another stream of Phoenix True Fire shot out, landing on Zhao Jinhuan.

This time, Zhao Jinhuan didn't even have time to scream before he turned into flying ash in the flames.

"What terrifying flames..." Bai Miaozhen murmured to herself, her eyes filled with awe as she looked at Lu Xueyao.

With these two guardians completely annihilated, the remaining ordinary demonized Disciples were even less a threat, turning into ashes under the sweep of the Phoenix True Fire.

However.

Just when everyone thought the crisis was over.

"Jie jie jie!"

A bizarre, hair-raising laugh suddenly emanated from beneath the White Bone Altar.

This laughter seemed to possess a kind of demonic power, capable of penetrating the eardrums and directly shaking the Divine Soul.

Crack!

In the center of the altar, the already dull golden Talisman suddenly ignited, turning into a wisp of smoke and disappearing.

Immediately after, the entire altar began to tremble violently.

Rumble!

Countless white bones collapsed, and a massive fissure split open in the ground.

A blood-red light of extreme density shot up into the sky, directly piercing through the mist above the Fallen Demon Valley.

"This is bad, the Seal is broken!" Bai Miaozhen's face was pale.

Accompanying the appearance of this blood-red light was an utterly terrifying pressure.

This pressure surpassed Soul Transformation, carrying a grand aura of superiority and mastery over the Law.

Refining Void Stage!

Even separated by the Formation, Lu Xueyao and the others felt as if a giant boulder was pressing on their chests, making even breathing difficult. Several Disciples with weaker cultivation directly spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell to their knees.

Within the blood-red light, a head slowly ascended.

It was the head of a sinister-looking old man, his long, blood-red hair wildly dancing in the wind.

He opened his mouth wide and suddenly inhaled deeply.

Whoosh!

Inside the Fallen Demon Valley, the Essence Blood that had seeped into the ground from the previously deceased Cultivators, along with the blood mist lingering in the air, frantically converged toward that head, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.