Chapter 1087: 裂元斩神

The next moment, the Ancient Fiend's avatar opened its mouth wide, and a demonic roar erupted. The roar was sharp enough to shatter metal and stone! It seemed to echo from deep within everyone's souls, shaking their primordial spirits. No ordinary means could shield against it. The Ancient Fiend's avatar, having devoured Mo Qingzhu, let out a heaven-piercing roar. He stood suspended in the air, arms outstretched, wild hair swirling, looking like a true demon.

Upon hearing the demonic roar, the young boy and girl turned pale, screamed, and fell to the ground. The protective barrier the old man had set up for them proved ineffective. Fortunately, the roar wasn't directed at them; they only heard the aftershocks. Otherwise, they might have died instantly. Even so, they were in a dire state, bleeding from all seven orifices and severely injured.

Qin Sang's primordial spirit glowed with golden light, revealing the Golden Buddha. When his primordial spirit was struck by the demonic roar, the Jade Buddha reacted, protecting Qin Sang and preventing him from getting injured. However, upon seeing the tragic state of the young boy and girl, Qin Sang, ever alert, quickly collapsed to the ground, deliberately severing a few meridians and feigning bleeding from all seven orifices. He wore a look of horror, his heart pounding with anxiety, and kept his eyes tightly shut.

Unnoticed by anyone, Qin Sang was clutching a demonic banner. Wisps of Nine Nether Demonic Flames, enveloped by his spiritual consciousness, were being drawn into his body and gathered in his Violet Palace. At such a moment, he was astonishingly cultivating the "Fire Seed Golden Lotus" without any distractions! Because the lotus seed contained lingering traces of Old Fiend Mou, which couldn't be erased immediately, Qin Sang had to abandon the seed and forcibly cultivate the technique on his own. However, the lotus seed's primary function was to serve as a vessel for the spirit fire, reducing its harm to the cultivator and preventing the cultivator's primordial spirit from being incinerated. With the Jade Buddha protecting him, Qin Sang didn't need to rely on the lotus seed.

If Old Fiend Mou were to witness this scene, he would undoubtedly be dumbfounded and curse Qin Sang as a madman. When he cultivated the Winter Nether Cold Flame, he proceeded with extreme caution every time, failing countless times and nearly having his primordial spirit frozen solid on several occasions before finally refining the fire seed. The Nine Nether Demonic Flames were an entity even Old Fiend Mou dared not provoke lightly. Yet, Qin Sang dared to refine the demonic flame into a fire seed on his very first attempt! Without the Jade Buddha's protection, Qin Sang would have long since ignited himself. Even with it, he endured immense pain. His Violet Palace felt as if it were boiling, thoroughly chaotic from the demonic flames.

The demonic flame was untamed and unruly. It was unrealistic to cultivate the "Fire Seed Golden Lotus" to mastery in a short time. However, Qin Sang's goal was merely to tame a wisp of the Nine Nether Demonic Flame and condense it into the rudimentary demonic seed. Following the secret art within "Fire Seed Golden Lotus," his primordial spirit embraced the demonic flame. Relying on the Jade Buddha, completely unafraid of the scorching heat, he focused on guiding the Nine Nether Demonic Flame, which gradually began to show the embryonic form of a fire seed.

Unexpectedly, the Ancient Fiend's avatar suddenly attacked, and the previously favorable situation took a drastic turn for the worse. Inside the Ancient Fiend's avatar, aura fluctuations became incredibly violent. Alongside its roar, an invisible ripple suddenly appeared in the void. In an instant, a strong sense of alarm rose in Lingzhuzi and the others' hearts, and their faces paled with horror. In the void before their foreheads, a transparent primordial blade suddenly materialized. Immediately, a splitting pain erupted in their minds. Caught off guard, everyone screamed, then trembled uncontrollably, unable to control their bodies, and fell to the ground. Screams rose one after another. Everyone clutched their heads, their faces contorted in extreme pain, enduring unimaginable agony. Their Daoist arts and magical artifacts could no longer be maintained. The technique the Ancient Fiend's avatar was employing at this moment was the Soul-Splitting God-Slaying Art, yielding astonishing results. A group of powerful experts couldn't even resist this single blow, instantly becoming heavily injured and losing their combat ability.

Seeing the experts sprawled like lambs ready for slaughter, the Ancient Fiend's avatar laughed maniacally. After unleashing the Soul-Splitting God-Slaying Art, he too paid a heavy price. His aura was significantly weakened, and his strength was not what it used to be, but he was still much better off than Lingzhuzi and the others.

"Whoosh!" The Ancient Fiend's avatar flickered, first targeting the Nine-Life Black Tortoise. The Black Tortoise's body convulsed in pain, utterly defenseless. It watched helplessly as the Ancient Fiend's avatar approached, then felt its entire body tighten, unable to move. "Ah!" The Nine-Life Black Tortoise revealed its true form, struggling desperately, only to be punched through the abdomen by the Ancient Fiend's avatar. Blood splattered, and it let out a final scream. Its colossal tortoise body was like a toy in the Ancient Fiend's avatar's hands, effortlessly manipulated. It was a mangled mess of flesh and shattered bones. The Nine-Life Black Tortoise followed in the Dragon King Jiao's footsteps. Its spirit essence and flesh were extracted by the Ancient Fiend's avatar using a secret technique, and then cast into the Blood Coffin. Upon receiving the Nine-Life Black Tortoise's essence, the Blood River Array's power surged. The Blood Coffin regained some of its bloody radiance, while the blood color within the sword qi grew even more intense. In an instant, the Nine-Life Black Tortoise met this grim fate.

Seeing this, everyone felt a profound sadness, like a fox lamenting the death of a rabbit. These were formidable top experts from both races, who could summon wind and rain in the outside world, yet they were all destined to die here, becoming sacrifices for the Ancient Fiend's emergence.

"Hmm?" The Ancient Fiend's avatar crushed the Nine-Life Black Tortoise and was about to move on to its next victim, the Southern Returning Immortal Maiden, who was closest to the Black Tortoise, when he suddenly sensed an unusual fluctuation. He sharply turned his head, looking towards a corner of the bloody crystal wall. There, a fist-sized dead leaf cicada was clinging motionlessly to the bloody crystal wall; it was Old Fiend Fang. Compared to his human form, the dead leaf cicada was inconspicuous and easily overlooked. However, Old Fiend Fang had previously demonstrated strength no less than the others, causing significant trouble for the Ancient Fiend. Old Fiend Fang had also been targeted by the Ancient Fiend's avatar and hadn't been spared. Furthermore, being a worm-gu body, his primordial spirit seemed more fragile than others, his aura faint and intermittent, indicating he was on the verge of death.

A scene that surprised everyone unfolded. The dead leaf cicada, clinging tightly to the bloody crystal wall, suddenly had a slit open in its abdomen. A spiritual cicada, no bigger than an adult thumb, crawled out from within its body. The spiritual cicada was translucent like jade, and its delicate wings were adorned with tiny specks of starlight. Witnessing this astonishing sight, even the Ancient Fiend's avatar paused in surprise.

"A Starwing Cicada! A Twin Gu?" The Great Witch Priestess exclaimed in surprise. She and Old Fiend Fang were both from the Witch Clan, yet she had never known until now that Old Fiend Fang had not only merged with the body of a dead leaf cicada but also harbored another life-bound worm gu. Moreover, the twin gu had different bloodlines. One was of the dead leaf cicada bloodline, possessing the power of sound wave techniques, catching opponents off guard and leaving them defenseless. The other was a Starwing Cicada, possessing extraordinary escape techniques. Both were rare spirit insects of the 'prodigious insect' class, difficult to find in the current world, and their cultivation methods were unknown.

Back on the Witch God Continent, Qin Sang had once encountered a Witch Clan cultivator with twin gu, Cui Xuanzi, the sect leader of the Five Insect Gate. However, one of Cui Xuanzi's life-bound worm gu had stagnated after reaching a certain level of growth, unable to advance further. Old Fiend Fang's twin gu seemed different from Cui Xuanzi's. As the Starwing Cicada appeared, the dead leaf cicada visibly shriveled, like a piece of paper shedding from the Starwing Cicada, as if all its essence had been absorbed by the Starwing Cicada. The Starwing Cicada still appeared frail, yet half of its body was already embedded within the bloody crystal wall!