Chapter 1203: Demon King Appears (Extra Chapter for Alliance Leader Nan Wangwangwang!)

The tremors grew more frequent, each one more intense than the last.

"The strongest tremor is coming!" the High-Crowned Daoist said gravely. True essence surged from his palm, activating the spirit formation. The white-haired elder made a similar move. The other cultivators assisted the two patriarchs, equally daring not to relax.

The light barrier above the void suddenly brightened, appearing incredibly thick and solid. The next moment, a resounding 'Boom!' struck, as if a heavy hammer had hit everyone's minds. An invisible wave suddenly emerged from within the void, rushing out of the darkness and violently colliding with the light barrier.

The light barrier dimmed for a moment. The immense impact reverberated, shaking the entire Heavenly Mark. The cultivators' bodies swayed with it, but they held their ground, continuing to activate the spirit formation. The tremor came quickly and disappeared just as fast. The light barrier was unharmed, instantly brightening again.

But the tremors were far from over. The second wave of impact followed closely, then the third, the fourth... Eventually, they came almost ceaselessly, giving everyone no time to breathe. Inside the Abyss Ruin, an incredibly violent force seemed to be raging, attempting to break out of the void. Under their combined efforts, the light barrier formed by the spirit formation firmly covered the void, blocking the waves below.

However, the impact of the tremors still spread outwards. Space seemed unstable, and spiritual energy became extraordinarily chaotic, forming storms comparable to small spirit tides that buffeted the surroundings. Time slowly passed. No one knew when the tremors would end.

Just then, north of the Abyss Ruin entrance, three figures appeared silently in a slender crevice, slowly drifting down from above. The storm created by the tremors reached this area; chaotic spiritual energy whistled, creating a scene of utter disorder. Around these three figures, a wisp of azure aura swirled. When the storm rushed towards them, the azure aura gently swayed, causing the storm to glide past on either side, unable to affect them in the slightest.

The source of the azure aura was an azure banner floating before one of the figures. This person was dressed in white, with a dignified and remarkably handsome appearance. A small, four-sided azure banner danced before him. One side of the banner depicted floating azure clouds, while the other constantly shifted, its pattern indiscernible.

"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Lu's Myriad Miles Azure Cloud Banner," a nearby figure sent a telepathic compliment to the white-robed man controlling the banner, "otherwise, silently blocking the spirit tide and infiltrating this place would have required considerable effort..." So, this person's surname was Lu. The sender of the message had a strange appearance, half-human and half-snake – it was the Snake King! On the other side of the cultivator surnamed Lu was a slender young man. His eyes were a pure icy blue, and his gaze was exceptionally cold. His ears resembled two fan-shaped membranes, clearly indicating he was not human. The young man was a transformed great demon, a Han Xi who had attained Dao, and his Daoist name was also Han Xi. Surprisingly, the cultivator surnamed Lu was human, and his aura was no weaker than the Snake King's.

These three had come by agreement to explore the ancient great demon's dwelling. They hadn't just arrived; they had been waiting nearby for nearly a month, specifically for the tremors in the Abyss Ruin to begin.

"Fellow Daoist Snake King, why be modest? I, Lu, don't believe you lack even this level of skill," the cultivator surnamed Lu chuckled, his gaze shifting towards the depths of the crevice. "Without Fellow Daoist Han Xi's guidance, I, Lu, wouldn't have noticed any ancient restrictions here. No wonder the cultivators of Sin Abyss pass by daily without discovering it. The tremors of the Sin God Palace are only most intense in the initial waves, which can mask the fluctuations of us breaking the restrictions. Once these waves pass and they recover, it won't be easy to deceive them. If we alert those two old fellows and they activate their great formation to attack, we'll have no choice but to flee in disarray. If we fail this time, we'll have to wait for the next tremor in half a year. What if, in the meantime, Sin Abyss recalls its forces, and all those Nascent Soul old devils return? We'd just have to keep waiting until the Sin God Palace appears, then perhaps there'd be another chance."

The great demon's dwelling they intended to explore was, surprisingly, right near the Abyss Ruin. No wonder they were so cautious.

"If it truly comes to that, this king will certainly go to the Ziwei Palace," the Snake King shook his head. Without thinking, he knew which was more important, the Ziwei Palace or this place. He sighed slightly, "It's a pity Fellow Daoist Bright Moon isn't willing to take the risk. Otherwise, with Fellow Daoist Bright Moon's Heavenly Eye Butterflies, breaking the ancient restrictions would be absolutely foolproof."

Han Xi sneered, "Don't humans have a saying, 'Each person has their own aspirations'? If they don't value the ancient great demon's treasures, can we force them? Our meticulously gathered methods for breaking restrictions are no worse than the Heavenly Eye Butterflies."

As he spoke, Han Xi's figure flickered, flying into the crevice. In his hand, he held a piece of animal hide from an unknown spirit beast, which he gently waved towards the stone wall. Then, a colossal shadow of an ancient vine subtly emerged on the stone wall. Its top extended from within the stone wall, thick as a dragon, coiling and drooping downwards. The illusory ancient vine shadow was both real and and illusory, flickering faintly, on the verge of shattering.

The Snake King's expression turned serious. "Are you certain the great demon's dwelling is hidden within the Abyss Ruin?"

"Almost certainly. This ancient vine grows out of nothingness; where else could it be but the Abyss Ruin?" Han Xi nodded. "It's said that ever since the Sin God Palace and Ziwei Palace frequently appeared prematurely, some restrictions and seals in the Abyss Ruin, previously impossible to break, have either shattered under the tremors or become weak and loose. Sin Abyss has reaped considerable benefits from this. I'm worried about delays; if we wait any longer, Sin Abyss might discover this dwelling."

"If we can connect to the Abyss Ruin and control this passage in the future, we can also get a share," the cultivator surnamed Lu said. "But it's too early to talk about that now. If we alert the interior of the Abyss Ruin, it will be another huge problem. Both of you, be careful." With that, he flicked his sleeve, summoning eighty-one shimmering three-inch golden needles—a set of magical treasures specifically designed for breaking restrictions.

Han Xi opened his mouth and spat out a blue pearl. Inside the pearl, snowflakes drifted, forming a world of blizzards. Amidst the chaos, these snowflakes gradually condensed into a vine shadow identical to the one on the stone wall, evolving the ancient vine-shadow restriction to seek a method for breaking it. The Snake King's actions were the most unusual. He first took out several bottles of spiritual liquid of various colors. Extending his hand, he guided them to merge, forming a multicolored pearl in mid-air. Then, with a flick, he imprinted it into his glabella. The flesh at his glabella split, and the pearl embedded itself, as if opening a third eye.

The three displayed their respective divine abilities, all secret arts and treasures for breaking restrictions. Then their figures flickered in quick succession, landing on one of the ancient vine's leaves. The vine shadow shattered with a ripple, and the three figures melted away like water. Subsequently, unexplained fluctuations occasionally emanated from this space, but they were concealed by the tremors of the Abyss Ruin.

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At the Heavenly Corpse Sect Main Altar, Qin Sang was meditating in the main hall, concentrating on comprehending the Seven Souls Killing Formation. Suddenly, without any warning, a wave surged up. Qin Sang's protective divine aura flickered on his body, and he flew high, gazing with surprise at the suddenly rippling water surface.

He had always been very peaceful here, comprehending sword arts and refining the ebony sword. This was the first time such a situation had occurred. Just as Qin Sang was filled with doubt and uncertainty, the water waves rose one after another, and the sealing power within the water also began to tremble violently. Qin Sang realized that the source was the sealed space!