Chapter 1081: Control

Everyone understood that now was not the time to settle scores with the Flood Dragon King.

The crimson crystal wall clearly originated from the blood coffin, a creation of the Ancient Demon's true form. What sinister plot did the Ancient Demon have in drawing them in?

The situation was bizarre and difficult to discern.

The sword energy and the power of the blood coffin had merged, emitting terrifying fluctuations that made everyone's hearts pound. No one dared to approach the high platform by even half a step. It seemed like a stalemate, and no one knew who would ultimately prevail.

If the sword energy were to be eroded by the crimson light, and they were to face the Ancient Demon's true form directly, none present would likely escape, and even the entire Canglang Sea would fall into chaos.

Everyone's gaze shifted to the Ancient Demon's split soul, which they saw clinging tightly to Qingzhu. Qingzhu's state appeared somewhat peculiar.

At the moment Qingzhu appeared, as they were first drawn into this space, the true demonic energy emanating from the blood coffin surged directly into her body.

The clarity in Qingzhu's eyes instantly faded, replaced by a dazed expression, yet her aura was steadily rising.

At this moment, Qingzhu's demonic soul was already under the control of the Ancient Demon's true form.

Qingzhu had originally suppressed her demonic soul and was on the verge of regaining control of her body, but all her efforts were instantly destroyed by the Ancient Demon's true form, rendered futile.

With her body falling under the Ancient Demon's control, Qingzhu's true self was powerless to resist.

"Just as I thought!"

The Ancient Demon's split soul glanced at Qingzhu, having long suspected that the failure of his demonic restriction was due to his true form's interference.

He turned his head, staring at the blood coffin, and angrily rebuked his true form, "You still don't trust me!"

His true form was using a secret technique to forcibly infuse Qingzhu with true demonic energy. If that true demonic energy were given to him, his power would also surge immediately.

"Enough talk!"

The Ancient Demon's true form's anxious roar echoed in the split soul's ears, "I am depleting the Holy Coffin's essence! Quickly, kill them and set up the Blood River Formation to corrupt the sword energy. This sword energy has also been eroded by time; it's not what it once was, and these people are barely enough. Otherwise, if the sword energy strikes, both you and I will be annihilated!"

The Ancient Demon's split soul was startled upon hearing this. Sensing the sword energy's aura, a hint of fear appeared on its face.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qin Sang quietly moved to the edge of the crimson crystal wall.

The young boy and girl were not far from Qin Sang. Having received their Ancestor's command, they, like Qin Sang, carefully hid in a corner, barely daring to breathe.

Once the battle began, even a stray ripple could claim their lives.

Qin Sang exchanged a glance with them, remaining silent, and secretly communicated with Bai, inquiring about Ya Gu's condition and discussing countermeasures.

"That girl pushed herself to the limit," Bai sighed. "Her consciousness is now dormant, almost like death. The Fat Silkworm is slightly better; it merely overexerted itself and is now sleeping soundly within her."

Bai sighed, "Originally, if the Heavenly Corpse Talisman was undone, she would very likely wake up, but it's hard to say now. Fortunately, you fed her Soul Cleansing Fluid, along with Jade Liquid of Life and Soul-Nourishing Wood. Her condition won't worsen, at least; it's up to her fate now... How did you run into so many dangerous individuals again?"

Bai's tone was resentful, almost desperate.

Qin Sang was also troubled.

When he touched the crimson crystal wall, he realized it wasn't physically present but manifested like a profound barrier secret technique. Seeing that even the Demon Lord and others were helpless against the crimson crystal wall, he knew he couldn't escape in the chaos.

He had just escaped one danger only to fall into another.

The only good news was that these people had no grievances with him, and no one cared about an insignificant nobody like him at the moment.

"It's probably the Ancient Demon's plot. I hope they can defeat it," Qin Sang muttered, a wave of powerlessness washing over him.

No matter how desperate the situation, he had never given up, always fighting to carve out a path to survival. But now, he was truly helpless, blaming only his own weakness.

Fortunately, there were others at the forefront.

Should they fall into the demon's maw, with so many prominent figures accompanying him to their deaths, it would at least be a glorious end.

After falling in, Qin Sang saw Qingzhu was also present, which initially gave him a glimmer of hope. However, he soon realized that Qingzhu's state was unusual, not at all like someone conscious. This extinguished the hope Qin Sang had just ignited. What new misfortune had befallen Senior Qingzhu?

He swept his gaze around, secretly observing the situation.

Qin Sang was not surprised to see Su Nü, now possessed by the Ancient Demon's split soul.

When they were on the mountain, the Ancient Demon's split soul was in the mountain hollow, surrounded by true demonic energy. Qin Sang had only dared to observe from afar and hadn't seen its true form with his own eyes, but he had vaguely guessed some details.

Su Nü's premonition was correct; the Three Major Merchant Alliances indeed harbored ill intentions towards her. Yet, she was powerless to resist, ultimately meeting such a fate.

Qin Sang then noticed the blood coffin and the sword energy.

This sword energy was extremely powerful, unlike anything he had ever seen in his life. Fairy Nangui's words also confirmed that the sword energy was left behind by an ancient cultivator.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Sang's eyes.

The sword intent contained within the sword energy felt strangely familiar to him.

While different people practicing the same cultivation method might develop distinct paths, they ultimately share the same origin. Qin Sang stared intently at the sword energy, perceiving its unique sword intent.

The one who left behind this sword energy very likely also cultivated the "Soul Nourishing Sword Chapter"! The "Soul Nourishing Sword Chapter" indeed had deep roots with the Seven Kills Palace! The Outer Palace's Heavenly Pagoda and the Inner Palace's Yitian Peak both attested to this.

True demonic energy surged into Qingzhu's body. Her face became somewhat distorted, and her eyes were replaced by a crimson hue, transforming into eerie blood-red pupils. Inside her, another fluctuation emerged, a silent roar. Qingzhu's true self was not yielding; she struggled fiercely but was unable to stop it.

Everyone exchanged glances, a chill running down their spines. Although Qingzhu's cultivation was not as high as theirs, it was only slightly inferior, yet she was utterly powerless to resist. If it were them, they would likely find it difficult to resist as well.

Qingzhu's aura climbed steadily, breaking through a bottleneck in an instant, advancing to the late Nascent Soul stage. Moreover, it continued to surge without any sign of stopping, astonishing everyone.

The Ancient Demon's true form possessed even more terrifying methods than its split soul. Without further ado, once the High Shaman understood the situation, he immediately established cooperation with the human race. If the Ancient Demon were released, both races would suffer.

Just then, a strange fluctuation suddenly emerged behind the Flood Dragon King, who was close to the crimson crystal wall. Crimson flames appeared, and at their center was a phoenix feather, one end tightly grasped in the Flood Dragon King's hand.

It was precisely the Heavenly Phoenix Feather that King Nine Phoenix had given him! The Heavenly Phoenix Feather materialized, its tip pointing towards the crimson crystal wall, burning with fierce, seemingly ethereal flames. The next moment, the crimson crystal wall actually distorted, as if it were about to be pierced by the Heavenly Phoenix Feather!

A slight smirk played on the Flood Dragon King's lips. After seeing his formidable enemies appear one by one, he was naturally both shocked and enraged. Although he didn't know the cause of the anomaly or what was sealed inside the blood coffin, he understood one thing: no matter the ultimate outcome, he would not fare well and might even immediately find himself besieged.

The Heavenly Phoenix Feather given to him by King Nine Phoenix proved effective. Although this treasure was not as powerful as a true feather, it contained a trace of the Heavenly Phoenix's divine abilities. He had secretly activated the Heavenly Phoenix Feather just now, and it had indeed worked!

"Boom!"

The Nine-Lives Black Tortoise, who had been secretly communicating with the Flood Dragon King, flashed to block him, conjuring a sturdy tortoise shell that firmly shielded them.

The Flood Dragon King waved his arm, and the Heavenly Phoenix Feather lightly cut downwards.