Zhu Yin stared blankly at Song Wen, a slight daze in her eyes. Just days before, Song Wen had confessed to her that if someone could distract Yin Shuo, he was ninety percent certain he could kill the Demon Lord with a single strike. At the time, she had harbored doubts and hadn't fully believed him. After all, how easily could one slay a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator? Moreover, Song Wen had advanced to the Nascent Soul stage after her, so his strength shouldn't surpass hers. But now, witnessing Yin Shuo's death at Song Wen's hands, Zhu Yin couldn't suppress a triumphant smile. Though she hadn't struck the killing blow herself, seeing her sworn enemy perish before her eyes felt like vengeance for her people. Her lifelong ambition fulfilled, Zhu Yin felt both exhilarated and strangely disoriented. She didn't know where to turn next, especially since she had colluded with the Demon Race to wreak havoc on the Human Race, burdened by the grave sin of betraying her own kind. With Yin Shuo dead, was there any need to continue this treachery? She subtly glanced at Xing Wenyao, who stood nearby. Meanwhile, the other members of the human and demon races watched Song Wen with a mixture of wild joy and seething rage. "Hahaha, well done!" Yuan Hao roared with laughter. Nearby, Meng Lengyu stared at Song Wen in disbelief. Gou Jun was actually a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and he had slain Demon Lord Yin Shuo! The shock was even greater than when Meng Cao had died. "Damn it!" Xuan Chengzi cursed under his breath. He swiftly shook off Feng Ying's entanglement and flew toward Zi Yun and the others. If they could regroup and establish a defensive formation, the Human Race might still have a sliver of hope. Otherwise, Yin Shuo's death could mark the beginning of their annihilation in the Chaotic Sea. Zi Yun glared at Song Wen, her eyes burning with shock and resentment. "Ji Yin, is that you? Why did you kill Yin Shuo? Have you betrayed the Human Race like Zhu Yin?" She had once witnessed Song Wen activate the Blood Sea Seal, which had led her to deduce his true identity. She was also stunned by his strength—how could he possibly slay Yin Shuo, a Peak Nascent Soul cultivator? "My feud with Yin Shuo was personal and has nothing to do with the conflict between the human and demon races," Song Wen replied calmly, no longer concealing his identity. As he spoke, he plummeted rapidly into the churning Blood Sea below. He dashed through the Blood Sea, heading straight for Ye Hua. Even with Ye Hua and Yun Xu fighting together, they were no match for Xing Wenyao. The Ten Directions Heavenly Demon Formation failed to reactivate, and the Phantom Shadow it had summoned had already dissipated. Seeing the Blood Sea surging toward him, Ye Hua sensed imminent danger and swiftly retreated toward Zi Yun. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✶𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 Zi Yun was coordinating with the disciples of the Liangyi Sect to set up the Five Elements Reversal Formation. If successful, it would be powerful enough to restrain Gou Jun. "Ye Hua, where do you think you're going?!" Xing Wenyao roared, unleashing a vine that coiled around him. Yun Xu propelled his flying sword at the vine, severing it instantly, while simultaneously rushing toward Zi Yun himself. Yun Xu's flying sword was razor-sharp, slicing through the vine in a flash. However, these vines were merely manifestations of Xing Wenyao's Natal Magic Treasure. No sooner had one been cut than several more snaked out in its place. Suddenly, the heavens above convulsed. Dark clouds rapidly coalesced, forming a dense, oppressive canopy. Then, a bolt of violet lightning, like an enraged dragon, tore through the darkness and struck Ye Hua. Ye Hua's face contorted in terror. The majestic heavenly might contained within the lightning crushed him with a deathly pressure, leaving him feeling as though his very existence teetered on the brink. Yun Xu watched the thunderbolt descend from the heavens and hastily dodged aside, abandoning any further attempts to rescue Ye Hua. The thunderbolt was far beyond his ability to withstand. Xing Wenyao redirected his vines toward Yun Xu. With Ye Hua's escape now impossible, there was no point in wasting spiritual power on him. Ye Hua didn't even attempt to resist the thunderbolt. His Corpse Dao techniques were utterly inadequate against this violet lightning. Pushing his escape technique to its limits, he plunged toward the sea below, hoping to buy enough time for someone to intervene. Suddenly, a massive Eight Trigrams Diagram materialized, spanning the sky directly above Ye Hua. The violet thunderbolt crashed into the diagram like a raging waterfall, its energy instantly spreading across its surface. The diagram shuddered violently but remained intact. Ye Hua, who had already descended near the sea surface, breathed a sigh of relief, secretly grateful for Xuan Chengzi's timely intervention. His life might yet be spared. However, two figures suddenly erupted from the seawater. The hope that had just blossomed in Ye Hua's heart withered into despair. These were none other than two Fourth-Tier Peak Corpse Puppets, the same ones Song Wen had deployed earlier to confront Yin Shuo. At that moment, the Three-Headed Corpse Puppet plunged into the deep sea. With Yin Shuo's death, his Corpse Puppet naturally ceased moving, while Song Wen's two Corpse Puppets lay dormant in the depths. Earlier, Ye Hua's attention had been entirely focused on the Purple Mansion Divine Thunder above. By the time he noticed the two Corpse Puppets, they were already less than thirty feet away. Before he could react, the Corpse Puppets closed in. Suddenly, he felt a sharp tug on his leg as one of the puppets firmly gripped his calf. Seizing the opportunity, the other Corpse Puppet thrust its razor-sharp claws into his chest from behind. A searing pain, accompanied by an overwhelming surge of Corpse Qi, instantly engulfed Ye Hua's consciousness, preventing him from even fleeing his soul into his Nascent Soul or manipulating it to escape. Xuan Chengzi glared at Song Wen with burning hatred. Song Wen's slaughter of Yin Shuo and Ye Hua had wiped out all Nascent Soul cultivators from the Wu Ji Sect, effectively crippling the Human Race. The Human Race is in grave danger! Yet Xuan Chengzi refrained from rashly attacking Song Wen. This was not the time for revenge. Feng Ying and Yuan Hao were already charging forward. Fortunately, Zi Yun had successfully deployed the Five Elements Reversal Formation. Disciples from various factions had already entered the formation, leaving only Xuan Chengzi and Yun Xu outside. Yun Xu was being held back by Xing Wenyao. Thick vines surged from all directions, forming a massive cage around Yun Xu. No matter how fiercely Yun Xu struggled, he remained trapped, like a wild beast in a cage, unable to break free from the vine encirclement. Xuan Chengzi did not immediately enter the Five Elements Reversal Formation. If he did, Yun Xu would be left alone outside, facing the assembled might of the Demon Race, a situation that would surely lead to his death. Feng Ying and Yuan Hao launched simultaneous attacks, preventing Xuan Chengzi from intervening to save Yun Xu from Xing Wenyao's relentless assault. Xuan Chengzi could only activate his Compass, conjuring an Eight Trigrams Diagram to block their combined attacks. "Yun Xu, get out of there now! I can't hold them off for long!" Xuan Chengzi shouted. Yun Xu desperately wanted to escape, but his cultivation was no match for Xing Wenyao's. He had already exhausted every ounce of strength just to barely survive Xing Wenyao's relentless attacks. Now, on the verge of collapse, his life hung by a thread. Inside the Five Elements Reversal Formation, the cultivators watched Yun Xu with anxious anticipation, hoping for a miracle. "Ji Yin, what are you truly trying to accomplish? Do you intend to slaughter all the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Human Race?" Zi Yun cried out, her voice filled with grief and fury. In contrast, the Demon Race reveled in the spectacle. The Mystic Flood Dragon, Two-Winged Silver Tiger, and Heavenflame Condor had withdrawn from the battle, watching the scene with smug amusement. A mocking smile curled Xing Wenyao's lips. He seemed in no hurry to finish Yun Xu off, deliberately prolonging the assault with calculated strikes. As long as Yun Xu lived, Xuan Chengzi would cling to hope of rescuing him, refusing to rashly enter the Five Elements Reversal Formation. 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