Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

The incredibly sturdy glass pit wall beneath Wang Cheng suddenly exploded!

Six of the nine Bloodthirsty Bone Chains snapped instantly!

The remaining three were also covered in cracks. He was as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out. The Chaos Bone Arm made a piercing cracking sound. The dark golden light was completely extinguished. His body flew backward like a broken sack and crashed heavily in the distance. His life or death was unknown.

The Three Talents God-Slaying Vortex, formed by the fusion of the three great beasts, swayed violently like a candle in the wind under the impact of the divine and demonic power. Its light dimmed rapidly, and its rotation almost came to a standstill! Blood gushed from the broken wing of the Golden Roc, the scales of the Flame Dragon flew off, and the Eternal Night Barrier of the Evil Beast instantly became as thin as paper!
The phantom of the Myriad Transformations Returning to the Void Furnace trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on its surface. The Pure Flame Chains binding the finger bones crumbled inch by inch!
Mo Heng let out a muffled groan in the core of the imperial palace, his face ashen white, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The might of gods and demons can shatter heaven and earth with a single wrath!

At the core of the deep pit, the grayish-white finger bone pinned to the ground by the Sword of Annihilation, surrounded by countless enormous divine and demonic skeletons bursting from the earth, seemed to have become the sole ruler of this land of death.

It slowly, with a cold indifference to all living beings, bent and stretched again.

This time, the target is Yu Changsheng!
Yu Changsheng's white hair danced wildly, and purple-gold imperial blood seeped from his mouth and nose.

The full-scale counterattack of the will of gods and demons was like billions of divine mountains pressing down on them, and the backlash of the Sword of Annihilation also reached its peak!
The sword hilt became scorching hot. The ultimate withering will originating from the finger bone of the gods and demons, like a maggot clinging to the bone, was frantically gnawing at his Dao foundation, trying to assimilate him into this desolate ancient ruin!

Ahead lies the world-destroying power of the remains of gods and demons; within lies the danger of the annihilating sword devouring its master; and outside lies the predicament of its troops being severely injured and on the verge of death!

A desperate situation! A certain death sentence!
However, in that instant when heaven and earth collapsed and all things returned to silence, a point of extreme coldness and madness suddenly ignited in the depths of Yu Changsheng's eyes, which reflected the chaotic star vortex and the abyss of the void, like a cold star at the end of the universe!

"I will be the furnace, and you will be the fuel! The Chaos Emperor's Seal—Suppress!"

A low shout, like a decree that opened the heavens and the earth!

Instead of suppressing the backlash of the Sword of Annihilation, he completely released all the defenses of his Chaos Emperor Body!
boom--! ! !
The withered Dao principle that almost tore him apart, and the ferocious backlash will that grew inside the Sword of Annihilation, were like a world-destroying torrent that burst its banks, rushing into his limbs and bones without any hindrance!
Yu Changsheng's body instantly transformed into a terrifying battlefield!

Beneath his skin, grayish lines spread wildly as if alive, fiercely battling against the surging chaotic purple energy within his body!

The bones groaned under the unbearable weight, as if they were about to shatter inch by inch at any moment! On the foundation of the Dao, clear and shocking cracks instantly appeared and spread, like exquisite porcelain crumbling! Those were Dao wounds, injuries that touched the very source!
Excruciating pain! Unimaginable pain instantly overwhelmed Yu Changsheng's will!
But his hands, gripping the sword hilt tightly, were as steady as pillars supporting the heavens and the earth, without the slightest tremor!
He used himself as a furnace, the body of the Chaos Emperor as a cauldron, and his supreme will as fire to forcibly contain and refine these two terrifying forces capable of destroying galaxies!
In this frenzied refining process akin to self-sacrifice, a "Chaotic Emperor Seal" suddenly appeared between Yu Changsheng's brows, formed from the purest chaotic source power and the true meaning of returning to the void!
The Imperial Seal was ancient and vast, and at its core was a miniature phantom of the Purple Spirit Imperial Sword!
The Imperial Seal shone with boundless light, instantly projecting a condensed purple-gold divine light!
This divine light contained the terrifying power he possessed at this moment, which combined the sword intent of annihilation, his own chaotic origin, and a trace of the withering laws of gods and demons that he had forcibly refined!
It ignored space and the majestic force field emanating from the remains of gods and demons. Like a judgment of destiny, it imprinted itself with perfect precision on the very center of that gray-white finger bone that was about to bend and stretch, destroying everything!

Buzz—Clang!

A strange tremor resounded between heaven and earth, not like the clash of metal, but more like the resonance of the laws of the Great Dao!

The moment the branding was completed, the violent pulsation of that divine and demonic finger bone suddenly stopped! As if frozen in place, all struggling and bending movements were completely frozen!

The gray-white immortal luster flowing on its surface dimmed instantly, and a desolate Dao rhythm originating from the deepest part of its core, belonging to ancient gods and demons, began to be uncontrollably drawn and devoured by the purple-gold Chaos Emperor Seal, like a treasure that had been pried open!
This power was too vast, too ancient, and too pure! Following the connection between the Imperial Seal and Yu Changsheng, it surged into his collapsing body like a celestial river flowing backward!

"Ugh—!"

Yu Changsheng let out a roar of suppressed pain, as if his soul had been torn apart!
His tall body suddenly arched, and the gray cracks on his skin deepened and spread instantly, like ice about to shatter completely! Purple-gold imperial blood shot out from the cracks like a fountain, turning into burning stars in the void!

The damage to his Dao is worsening! This is a demand that exceeds the limits, a true burning of his own life and foundation!

But beneath the madness and pain in his unfathomable eyes lay absolute coldness and control!

"All things return to nothingness! Refine!"

With his hoarse decree, the Myriad Transformations Returning to the Void Furnace, located far away in the Qingzhou Imperial Palace, erupted with an unprecedented roar! All the Returning to the Void divine patterns and Chaos Dao diagrams on the furnace wall lit up!

A projection of a furnace spanning space, carrying the purifying flames of the void that incinerate all heavens, crashed down into the deep pit, engulfing Yu Changsheng, the divine and demonic finger bone that was suppressed and locked by the Emperor's Seal, and the several huge skeletons guarding the perimeter!
The purplish-gray flames burned fiercely, no longer merely calcining matter, but refining the Dao of Annihilation of Gods and Demons that had been forcibly extracted and guided by the Emperor's Seal!
Yu Changsheng is at the core of the furnace; his body is both the furnace and part of the fuel.

The Chaos Emperor Seal spun wildly, like the most greedy glutton, devouring the refined and purified Dao of Annihilation of Gods and Demons, and then feeding back into itself.

His Dao Foundation struggled repeatedly on the edge of destruction and rebirth, with cracks constantly increasing, yet it was painstakingly mended under the nourishment of chaotic purple energy and the new Dao principles, presenting a broken and strange balance, like a peerless porcelain piece full of cracks yet still radiating light.

Finally, when the last trace of divine and demonic spirituality in that grayish-white finger bone was completely devoured and refined by the Emperor's Seal, and its immortal remains were completely reduced to ashes under the burning of the Returning Void Purifying Flame—

"Disperse!"

Yu Changsheng pointed his blood-stained finger at the giant divine and demonic skeletons outside the pit, which were still spewing gray-white light pillars and roaring madly!
The Chaos Emperor Seal between his brows suddenly lit up!
An unparalleled power, which combined Yu Changsheng's chaotic will, the true meaning of returning to the void, and the newly refined divine and demonic annihilation Dao rhyme, swept across the entire Burial God Ancient Ruins in an instant, like an invisible imperial edict!

Boom!

The world seemed to have been muted. The enormous skeletons that had burst from the ground, radiating an apocalyptic pressure, were as if all their support had been removed, and their massive frames were instantly covered with gray cracks.

Their unwilling roars came to an abrupt end, like sand sculptures weathered over millions of years, silently collapsing and disintegrating in the mournful winds of the ancient ruins, turning into grayish-white dust filled with ancient grime, falling softly and returning to the silent earth.

The churning rift stopped expanding, the gushing death energy lost its source, and the violent energy storm gradually subsided.

At the bottom of the deep pit, the phantom of the Myriad Transformations Returning to Nothingness Furnace slowly dissipated, revealing the scene within. Yu Changsheng still stood holding his sword, the Sword of Annihilation quietly hanging beside him. The dark red divine rune on the sword was restrained and profound, and countless newly formed gray runes were imprinted on it like stars, emitting a heart-palpitating ultimate annihilation Dao aura, yet there was no longer any intention of backlash, but rather a submissive and obedient one.

However, his condition was extremely poor. His imperial robes were torn, and his exposed skin was covered with spiderweb-like, deep, gray cracks that revealed his bones. His purple-gold blood kept seeping out and evaporating, and his breath was weak and disordered. Only his eyes were deep and abyss-like, burning with a chaotic fire that was both weary and majestic.

Wang Cheng lay amidst the shattered glass, his chest rising and falling slightly, his broken, chaotic bone arm dangling limply, but his tiger eyes remained wide open, fixedly staring towards the deep pit.

Chen Xueqing collapsed beside the shards of the lotus platform, her breath so faint it was almost gone, with only a wisp of emerald green life force protecting her heart. The golden roc, its broken wing stained with blood, listlessly folded its remaining wings.

The Flame Dragon and the Evil Beast were also covered in wounds, guarding Yu Changsheng on both sides.

Amidst the desolate silence, Yu Changsheng's voice rang out, hoarse and weary, yet carrying an unparalleled divine authority that seemed to reshape the world and command the law, clearly echoing deep within the souls of every survivor:

"Within the territory of the Divine Dynasty, even the remains of gods and demons will serve as fuel for my cauldron!"

He slowly raised his hand, the remaining purple-gold imperial blood and withered Dao traces intertwined at his fingertips, pointing to the vaster world to the east, shrouded in the gloom of ancient ruins for countless years. His voice was not loud, yet it struck the door of destiny like a heavy hammer:
"Make preparations for the army and the tripod."

"Next stop, Zhongzhou!"

Above the deep pit of the Ancient Burial Ruins, deathly silence reigned. The glassy pit walls reflected the gray sky, and the air was filled with a terrifying Daoist aura, a mixture of the annihilation of gods and demons and the return of chaos to nothingness. Every breath seemed to swallow shattered stars and solidified curses.

Yu Changsheng stood in the center of the pit, his body covered with cracks, and the purple-gold imperial blood flickered and evaporated at the edges of the cracks like starlight.

The Sword of Annihilation hovered beside him, its countless gray runes, newly formed from the essence of the divine and demonic finger bones, slowly flowing along its spine, emanating an ultimate sense of annihilation that could freeze one's very bones, its gentleness concealing a terrifying ferocity.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over this forcibly "purified" wasteland. Exhaustion surged like a tide over his nearly crumbling foundation, but deep within his heart, the flame forged from the chaotic will and the true meaning of returning to nothingness burned ever colder and more intensely.

"Your Majesty!" Mo Heng's illusory figure appeared beside the still incompletely formed "Return to the Ruins Demon-Suppressing Stele," his voice hoarse and urgent, "General Wang, Fairy Chen, and the Beast Taming Origin have all been severely injured! Although the remnants of the ancient ruins have been suppressed, their roots are deeply embedded in the earth's veins, and there is a risk of relapse!"

Yu Changsheng remained silent, then flicked his fingers.

A drop of purplish-gray blood containing his pure essence and the Dao of New Life and Annihilation flew out and split into three.

A drop of light pierced the brow of Wang Cheng, whose body was deeply embedded in the glazed rock wall, his bones shattered, and whose life force was barely clinging to life. The remaining sparks of the Overlord Blood Burning Heaven Domain suddenly ignited, like a spark thrown into kindling. Though it did not spread like wildfire, it protected the flickering flame of life. On the broken chaotic bone arm, dark gold and gray light struggled to flow and mend again.

A drop flew toward Chen Xueqing, who lay beside the fragments of the lotus platform, barely breathing.

The fragments of the jade lotus platform hummed, and the remaining illusory image of the Pure World Lotus greedily absorbed the boundless vitality and a trace of strange reincarnation power contained in that drop of blood.

A faint blush returned to her pale cheeks, her weak heartbeat became slightly stronger, and the emerald light covering her became more resilient.

The last drop shot towards the golden roc not far away, its feathers charred black and its broken wing a void. The instant the blood touched it, the deathly aura at the severed wound was forcibly dispelled, and the broken bone surface burst forth with a blinding, ethereal gray light. New bone fragments, wreathed in an aura of destruction, began to grow wildly at a visible speed! The golden roc let out a low cry mixed with pain and ferocity, its single eye fixed on the deep pit.

"Mo Heng."

Yu Changsheng spoke, his voice hoarse yet carrying an undeniable will, like sandpaper rubbing against raw iron, “Draw upon the origin of the Emperor’s Array to forge the true form of the ‘Demon Suppression Stele,’ using the stele as an eye to lock in the earth’s veins and extinguish the remaining poison.”

Furthermore, use 30% of the pure fire from the furnace to refine the remnants of the ancient ruins, extracting their essence to quickly forge 300 'Silent War Puppets' to fill the gaps in the army formation.

"Your subject obeys the Emperor's decree!" Mo Heng's illusory figure bowed and vanished instantly.

Ten thousand miles away, the core of the Qingzhou Imperial Array blazed brightly, and an even thicker pillar of chaotic light pierced through space and crashed into the bottom of the deep pit. Countless profound runes were imprinted on the illusory image of the Demon Suppression Stele as if they were alive. The outline of the giant stele solidified at an astonishing speed, and the chaotic divine patterns on the stele body intertwined with the sword marks of the Returning Void, exuding a vast pressure that suppressed the eight wastelands. The base of the stele was deeply embedded in the core of the ancient ruins that had been replaced by the giant pit, and an invisible force field spread out, forcibly sorting out and imprisoning the restless filth deep in the earth veins.

At the same time, the Wanhua Guixu Furnace roared, pouring out flames that swept over the scattered remains of gods and demons and the remnants of ancient ruins on the battlefield, beginning a frenzied melting and purification process.

"Xueqing." Yu Changsheng turned his gaze to Chen Xueqing, whose breathing had stabilized slightly. "Using the Azure Lotus as the foundation, draw upon the life force of the Demon-Suppressing Stele, set up the 'Returning Heaven and Reversing the Sun Formation,' and do everything possible to heal the wounded and stabilize morale."

Chen Xueqing struggled to sit up cross-legged. The broken lotus platform fragments floated and reformed beneath her, supporting her body once more despite their damage.

She formed hand seals, the blue lotus mark between her brows flickering. With the power transmitted from the Demon-Suppressing Stele, which was infused with the life force of chaos, she sent out ribbons of supple yet resilient emerald light, like vines of life, that spread across the battlefield to every heavily wounded and fallen soldier of the Demon-Slaying Army and the Sky-Patrol Army.

Wherever the light reached, the wounds eroded by the power of withering began to heal slowly, and the depleted vitality was gradually awakened.

Her face was still pale, but her eyes were firm, making her the only beacon of life on this desolate battlefield.

Yu Changsheng's gaze finally fell on Wang Cheng, who was struggling to stand up at the edge of the pit, and on the Yanlong and Xiechi beasts guarding him, who were covered in wounds but still fierce.

"Wang Cheng, muster the troops. Yanlong and Xiechi, guard the four directions and purge all remaining evil spirits within a hundred miles." (End of Chapter)