Chapter 1086: Thousand-Year Covenant

The demon-suppressing stele's power was almost depleted. The South-Returning Immortal gave the stele to the elder, then personally stepped forward to join the fight against Mo Qingzhu.

Carrying the demon-suppressing stele, the elder left through the rift created by the Phoenix Feather.

He moved without pause, swiftly reaching the ancient palace on the cliff.

Inside the blood-colored space.

The fierce battle continued.

The elder's successful escape through the barrier made the ancient demon sense trouble. Originally, everyone trapped in this space was like lambs to the slaughter. It wouldn't have been difficult for the two demons, working together, to slaughter everyone one by one.

The Phoenix Feather, along with Qingzhu and Sunü's unyielding resistance, introduced numerous variables.

Lingzhuzi's robe was torn, his hair disheveled, and his horsetail whisk unusually scattered.

The Stardust was dispersed.

Thunder roared within the Grand Shaman; her figure vanished, replaced by the ethereal image of the Spring Thunder Silkworm, which seemed to have merged with her innate insect-gu.

Old Demon Fang's figure moved like lightning, hard to catch, but a sharp, piercing cicada's cry constantly rang out, like demonic music assaulting the brain, making those who heard it feel dizzy and muddled.

Tangible sound waves dispersed the true demonic energy, sharp as blades, besieging Mo Qingzhu.

The South-Returning Immortal had forcefully elevated her cultivation using a secret technique. After sending away the demon-suppressing stele, her strength was slightly inferior to the other three.

She conjured her magic artifact, an elegant spirit sword.

Sword energy swirled around her body as she employed various sword arts, primarily for defense, coordinating with Lingzhuzi and the other two to prevent them from being defeated individually.

The four surrounded Mo Qingzhu, various brilliant lights erupting, and numerous profound Daoist techniques continuously displayed, each with extraordinary power and momentum, dazzling the eye.

Facing the four Grand Cultivators, Mo Qingzhu showed no signs of falling behind. Eventually, the Nine-Lives Profound Tortoise was also forced to join this battlefield.

Had Qingzhu's true soul not been constantly resisting, they would likely have already been defeated, and the elder couldn't have escaped so smoothly.

Qingzhu's perseverance was beyond imagination; he never gave up, impacting Mo Qingzhu each time. The four Grand Cultivators, with their keen insight, were always able to seize these opportunities and turn the tide.

The Demon Lord manipulated the ghost patterns through the Ghost Seal, entangling the ancient demon's soul fragment.

At this point, the Ghost Seal no longer resembled its previous form; it was like a Seal of Ten Thousand Ghost Souls, increasingly affecting the ancient demon's soul fragment.

It seemed the situation was turning in their favor. They even secretly discussed finding an opportunity to gather everyone's strength, annihilate the ancient demon's soul fragment, and then slowly contend with Mo Qingzhu.

As long as they persisted until the elder repaired the ancient seals, sealed the blood coffin, and even assisted the sword energy in slaying the ancient demon, they would be saved.

The ancient demon was well aware of this; his time was running out.

Just then, the ancient demon's soul fragment suddenly heard an almost delirious telepathic message from its main body, and a glint flashed in its eyes. "You want me to merge with the demonic puppet and unleash Soul-Splitting Divine Severance?"

Soul-Splitting Divine Severance was an extremely powerful secret technique, but it came with a huge price.

The main body needed to resist the sword energy and could only barely control the demonic puppet through demonic restraints. Furthermore, the puppet's original primordial spirit was restless, preventing the main body from performing such profound secret techniques through it.

As for the ancient demon's soul fragment, its strength was insufficient.

The main body had no choice but to release the demonic restraints on Mo Qingzhu, handing control over to the soul fragment, allowing it to merge with Mo Qingzhu and unleash Soul-Splitting Divine Severance for a quick resolution.

Its aim was to eliminate all cultivators, complete the Blood River Grand Formation, and release the main body before the seals were broken.

The ancient demon's soul fragment clearly understood its main body's intentions.

Ever since this soul fragment developed independent thoughts, they had been adversaries. The main body had always been wary of it, which was why Mo Qingzhu had always been under the main body's control.

Of course, the ancient demon's soul fragment wouldn't completely obey the main body; it was only compelled by the circumstances.

Firstly, its strength was far inferior to the demonic puppet controlled by the main body.

Secondly, it could sense that what the main body said was true: that sword energy was no small matter, specifically left to slay the ancient demon. Since it and the main body were a single entity with two souls, their qi mechanisms were connected.

If the sacred coffin could not withstand the sword energy and the main body was slain, all soul fragments would be doomed, annihilated together.

But no one expected so many unexpected events to occur consecutively.

The descendants of the Four Sacred Palaces had escaped using the Phoenix Feather, and time was running out, forcing the main body to compromise.

This was precisely the opportunity the ancient demon's soul fragment had longed for. "I can do as you say, but you must agree to one condition! After you are unsealed, grant me my freedom, and vow not to pursue me by any means for a thousand years. Otherwise, whether I help or not, I will face a dead end. I'd rather devour a Nascent Soul and escape, taking my chances with whether the sword energy will slay me too!"

The ancient demon's soul fragment directly stated its terms.

The main body did not hesitate for a moment. "A thousand years? Very well! I'll give you a thousand years! We will not interfere with each other for a millennium. After that, we'll see who is master and who is subordinate!"

The two demons reached an agreement.

Lingzhuzi and the others, however, remained completely unaware of this, their minds tense, not daring to relax in the slightest.

On Yitian Peak.

The elder had returned to the ancient palace on the cliff.

Cracks ran through the ancient palace, leaving it in disarray.

The elder activated his True Essence, inspected the ancient seals, and returned the demon-suppressing stele to its original place.

A hum!

The demon-suppressing stele hummed softly, and the power of the ancient seals was restored.

Without stopping, the elder swiftly moved towards the mountain hollow. Seeing the damaged altar, he took out various spiritual items from his mustard seed pouch and restored the altar to its original state.

To fully restore the seal, Lady Li would still need to bring people to repair the entire sealing formation.

However, Lady Li had been gone for a while and wouldn't be much longer.

Moreover, with the return of the demon-suppressing stele, the power of the ancient seals significantly increased, also allowing it to suppress the ancient demon.

The elder glanced outwards, then hurriedly rushed to the ancient seals of the other two clans.

As the elder completed these actions,

The blood coffin's light dimmed for a moment, suppressed by the seal, and the sword energy seized the opportunity to push forward.

Everyone rejoiced at the sight, knowing that the South-Returning Immortal's plan was effective.

Just then, the ancient demon's soul fragment, instead of being angry, was overjoyed, and suddenly burst into maniacal laughter, looking up at the sky.

At the same time, Mo Qingzhu and the ancient demon's soul fragment abruptly changed their intentions, turning and rushing towards each other.

"No!""Stop them!"

Lingzhuzi and the others were caught off guard, a premonition of dread rising in their hearts as they shouted in unison. Although they didn't know the ancient demon's scheme, they clearly understood that whatever it intended, it had to be stopped.

The Demon Lord activated the Ghost Seal, and the other experts also tried their utmost to block them.

The ancient demon's soul fragment ignored the Demon Lord, its body protected by true demonic energy, and actively rushed towards another battlefield. Then, a black mist suddenly rose from its body, accompanied by sinister cackling from within the mist, and it flashed into Mo Qingzhu's body.

As the ancient demon's soul fragment left its body, ghost patterns instantly covered Sunü's entire form.

Sunü's face was expressionless, intensely sinister.

At this moment, Sunü had truly become the Demon Lord's soul slave.

However, Sunü's own cultivation was too weak, making this type of soul slave not very useful to the Demon Lord, and she couldn't be used to restrain the ancient demon's soul fragment, effectively losing her greatest value.

The ancient demon's soul fragment merged with Mo Qingzhu.

Inside Qingzhu's body, chaos ensued, and his facial expression contorted.

Pain, madness, bloodlust, murderous intent...

Qingzhu, at this moment, completely lacked the refined appearance he had when his true form was revealed, transforming into a genuine demon.

The main body released the demonic restraints, and the ancient demon's soul fragment instantly took control.

The sinister cackling grew louder and more piercing. The true demonic energy swirling around Qingzhu's body abruptly retracted, completely returning within him.