176: The Demon Cave is locked in a formation, and old friends are filled with despair.

Just as the Blood Slaughter Demon King rushed out of the hall, preparing to take the field personally, the joint Formation set up by Su Qingxue and Chu Ce on the outskirts of the Demon Race base was nearing completion.

“Mother, all three hundred and sixty-five main formation eyes are in place, integrated with my Formation Flags. We can activate them at any time.”

Chu Ce's small face was solemn as his hands formed seals. The three hundred and sixty-five myriad heavens killing array flags circled and danced around him, emitting a grim killing intent.

After a thousand years of bitter cultivation, he had long since refined this set of bloodline armament to be as natural as his own limbs. Although he only had a cultivation of the Great Perfection of Soul Transformation Stage, if given enough time and Materials, setting up a peerless grand Formation capable of trapping and killing those in the Integration Stage would not be difficult.

“Very good.” Su Qingxue nodded. Her myriad laws celestial map was currently emitting brilliant starlight; upon the scroll, countless Formation runes flowed endlessly, as if containing all the principles of the Dao of Formations in heaven and earth.

Her Divine Thought merged with the myriad laws celestial map, clearly sensing that an invisible net covering a radius of millions of miles had quietly taken shape.

This great net used Chu Ce's myriad heavens killing array flags as nodes and the myriad laws celestial map as the core. It not only isolated the internal and external space but also drew upon the residual stellar power and law of destruction within this dead Star Domain, turning into a natural killing cage.

“Ce'er, pay attention. I am going to trigger the myriad laws celestial map to fully activate the grand Formation,” Su Qingxue reminded.

“Yes, Mother!” Chu Ce's expression was focused as he fully pushed the Origin of his Innate Killing Array Dao Fetus to resonate with Su Qingxue's power.

“With myriad laws as the foundation, the stars as the guide, and the heavens shifting—Seal!”

Su Qingxue gave a light cry, and the myriad laws celestial map in her hand burst with light. Beams of brilliant starlight shot from the scroll, accurately sinking into the three hundred and sixty-five formation eyes within the void.

Hum—

The entire Star Domain shook violently. That invisible net instantly became solid, turning into a massive light curtain spanning the Universe, completely sealing off the entire Demon Race base.

Looking from the outside, this place had become a chaotic void, and it was no longer possible to peer into any of the scenes within.

“It's done.” Su Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief, a slight smile appearing on her beautiful face.

With this 'Myriad Heavens Star Domain Sealing Formation' in place, unless it was a powerhouse of the Integration Realm Great Perfection, they could forget about breaking the blockade from the inside.

Meanwhile, deep within the base, beside that massive Blood Pool.

Tens of thousands of Human Race Cultivators were still soaked in the viscous blood. Their consciousness had long since become numb, leaving only the most primitive instinct for survival.

However, in the deepest part of the Blood Pool, six Cultivators who were given special 'attention' by dozens of thick blood-colored tentacles suddenly snapped their eyes open.

They were the Sect Master of the Taixu Sword Sect, Li Changgeng, the Sect Leader of the Shenxiao Gate, Lei Dong, and the Void Refining Ancestors of the other four major Sects.

Just now, that sudden and terrifying pressure, followed by the world-shaking battle that erupted, had jolted them awake from their endless slumber and torture.

“This... what is going on? What happened outside?” a Void Refining Ancestor asked via a weak divine transmission, his Primordial Spirit already eroded and tattered.

“Such powerful auras... it's powerhouses of the Integration Realm clashing!” Lei Dong struggled to lift his head, a flash of horror in his eyes. “Could it be... a rebellion has occurred within the Demon Race?”

“No!” Li Changgeng's body trembled violently. In his eyes, besides horror, there was a trace of unbelievable excitement. “This aura... this peerlessly domineering Fist Intent... I... I won't mistake it!”

“Brother Li, do you recognize this aura?” The others all looked toward him.

Li Changgeng did not answer. In his mind, he could not help but recall that supreme Divine Might of the black-robed youth who had punched and exploded the eye of the heavenly dao back in the Lingxuan Realm.

That domineering will that stood above the myriad Daos of the heavens was something he could never forget for all eternity!

“It's the Master! The Master has come!” Li Changgeng used all his strength to let out a hoarse roar.

“What? Master?”

Hearing this, the other five ancestors were first stunned, then they too reacted, their entire bodies shaking violently.

They also remembered that man who was like a god or demon.

At the thought of that man, an incomparably complex emotion welled up in their hearts—there was fear, there was awe, but even more so, there was the wild joy of surviving a disaster.

They had thought that being captured and brought here meant they would be squeezed dry alive, eventually becoming part of the Blood Pool, never to be reincarnated.

They had already been in despair.

Yet they never expected that in their most desperate moment, that former Master of theirs would actually descend into this devil's den like a deity, crossing the endless sea of stars!

“The Master has come to save us! We are saved!”

“Hahaha! I knew it, the Master is invincible! What does a mere Demon Race count for!”

The six Void Refining Ancestors, these top powerhouses who once commanded the winds and clouds and stood high above in the Lingxuan Realm, were now like a group of children who had seen hope, weeping hot tears of excitement.

They struggled desperately, wanting to break free from the blood-colored tentacles on their bodies, wanting to rush out to welcome their Master's arrival.

However, how could these Restrictions personally laid down by a Demon King be broken by people like them, whose lamps were running out of oil?

Their struggles instead drew a violent backlash from the Blood Pool.

Countless blood-colored runes lit up, and an even more terrifying devouring force came through; their life essence drained away at an unprecedented speed.

“No... no! I don't want to die! I haven't seen the Master yet!”

“Master... save me!”

The fire of hope that had just been lit seemed about to be extinguished by this heartless reality.

Just as they were about to fall into the abyss of despair once more, a cold and sharp sword light, like lightning in the dark night, appeared above the Blood Pool without any warning.

Immediately after, a girl dressed in a white skirt with an ethereal figure quietly emerged.

She was none other than Chu Lingxi, who had been ordered to come and destroy the communication Formations.

After destroying all the communication equipment, she followed her father's guidance and arrived here.

When she saw the six wretched Void Refining Ancestors in the Blood Pool, a trace of pity could not help but flash in her cold eyes.

She didn't say much, merely raising the shadowless sword heart in her hand.

Invisible strands of Sword Qi burst forth from the blade, accurately slashing toward the blood-colored tentacles that bound the six ancestors.

These tentacles, which were incomparably tough and difficult to cut even with Void Refining Magic Treasures, were easily severed like tofu under the sharp edge of the shadowless sword heart.

The six ancestors finally regained their freedom.

They collapsed on the edge of the Blood Pool, gasping for breath, looking at this girl before them who was like a Fairy descended to earth, unable to speak for a time.

“Are you my father's servants?” Chu Lingxi looked at them and asked coldly.