The Longevity Family: Starting from the Foundation Establishment Ancestor

Black smoke billowed into the sky from the well's mouth, and an aura more ancient and terrifying than the demon god's true form emanated from it.

Han Mu's expression was solemn, and the Coffin of Origin in his hand hummed, almost uncontrollable.

"My lord, this aura is even stronger than the Demon God's true form. Could it be the real Demon God himself?" Zhou Meng's voice trembled.

"Impossible. The Demon God himself has been suppressed for millions of years and should have died long ago. This must be a backup plan he left behind," Han Mu analyzed, but he wasn't entirely sure himself.

Black mist condensed at the wellhead, transforming into a hundred-foot-tall demonic shadow. The shadow only had its upper body; its lower body was still connected to the wellhead, indicating that it was not yet completely free.

"How many years have passed? I have finally waited for this day," the demonic figure said, his voice hoarse and grating.

"You are the true form of the Demon God," Han Mu asked in a deep voice.

"I suppose so, but it's just a wisp of my obsession. But it's enough to deal with you few ants," the demonic figure sneered.

"Even a single wisp of obsession is this strong; it seems I cannot escape a battle today." Han Mu gripped the Coffin of Origin tightly, his mind racing with calculations.

"Han Mu, this demonic shadow's aura is strange. It doesn't seem to be a physical entity, but rather something formed by some kind of array." Han Li's voice came through the communication talisman, filled with anxiety.

"Formation? What do you mean?" Han Mu asked.

"I sensed array fluctuations at the bottom of the well from a distance. This demonic shadow should be a projection formed by the array drawing on the residual power of the demon god. It is not as strong as the original body, but it is still not easy to deal with," Han Li explained.

"A projection of an array? Then there's a way to deal with it." Han Mu's eyes lit up.

"Fatty, use your nose to smell where this demonic shadow's weakness is." Han Mu looked at Luo Feng.

"My lord, my nose is for smelling treasures, not weaknesses," Luo Feng said with a bitter face.

"Stop talking nonsense, smell it now, or you won't get dinner tonight." Han Mu glared.

Luo Feng shrank his neck, activated his innate divine power, turned his nose golden, and sniffed at the demonic shadow.

"My lord, there is a black bead on the chest of this demonic figure, which is the key to the formation. Breaking the bead will break the formation." Luo Feng pointed to the demonic figure's chest.

The demon's expression changed slightly; he had clearly been right.

"Make your move." Han Mu did not hesitate. He activated the Law of Time and instantly appeared in front of the demonic shadow, punching it in the chest.

The demonic figure sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, letting Han Mu punch him in the chest.

boom.

Han Mu's fist struck the demon's chest, but it was like hitting a tattered rag; the demon remained completely still.

"Insects, though I am but a projection, I am not someone you can shake." The demonic shadow struck out with a palm, sending Han Mu flying backward and smashing several boulders.

"My lord!" Zhou Meng exclaimed in alarm, rushing forward to block the demonic shadow's subsequent attacks.

"I'm fine." Han Mu stood up from the rubble, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. The Demon Shadow's palm strike had shaken his internal organs, but it wasn't a serious injury.

"This demonic shadow's defense is too strong; normal attacks are ineffective." Han Mu frowned.

"My lord, try using the Coffin of Origin to suppress it. This demonic shadow is a condensed array, and the Coffin of Origin can suppress all arrays," Han Li reminded him.

Han Mu nodded and activated the Coffin of Origin. The small golden coffin grew larger and pressed down on the demonic shadow.

The demon's expression changed slightly, clearly showing some apprehension towards the Coffin of Origin.

"The Coffin of Origin was left to you by that old man, Tokishou, but with your current strength, you can't unleash its power." The demonic figure sneered and slapped the Coffin of Origin with a palm.

The Coffin of Origin collided with the demonic hand, unleashing a terrifying shockwave that shattered the surrounding space.

"Suppress." Han Mu spat out his essence blood, and the Coffin of Origin shone brightly, pressing the demonic shadow down several feet.

"Interesting, but not enough." The demonic shadow roared, its aura surging, actually lifting the Coffin of Origin.

"My lord, I'm here to help you." Zhou Meng activated the Time Guardian Mark, and golden light merged into the Coffin of Origin, further increasing the power of the Coffin of Origin.

"And me too." Luo Feng pulled out a bunch of talismans and threw them at the demonic shadow as if they were free. Although they weren't very powerful, they could still interfere with the demonic shadow.

The demonic figure was surrounded and attacked by three people, and was temporarily suppressed, roaring repeatedly.

"Insects, you have angered me." The demonic shadow suddenly gave up resisting, allowing the Coffin of Origin to press down, while its body began to swell.

"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct." Han Mu's expression changed drastically, and he pulled Zhou Meng and Luo Feng back.

boom.

The demonic figure self-destructed, and terrifying energy swept through the entire valley. Han Mu and the other two were blasted away and crashed into the mountain wall, spitting out blood.

The demonic shadow vanished, leaving behind a black bead with cracks all over its surface, but it did not break.

"The core of the formation is still there." Han Mu struggled to his feet and rushed toward the black bead.

Suddenly, the wellhead shook again, and another demonic figure rushed out, its aura even stronger than before.

"Insignificant ants, you think you can win by destroying my projection? How naive! My obsession will never die, and my projections will be endless," the new demonic shadow sneered.

Han Mu's face turned grim. The demonic shadow could regenerate infinitely; how could they possibly fight it?

"My lord, there is something at the bottom of the well, it is the heart of the demon god. As long as the heart is destroyed, the demonic shadow will naturally dissipate." Han Li's voice came.

"Where is the Demon God's Heart?" Han Mu asked.

"It's a hundred feet below the bottom of the well, protected by an array. I just used the array to detect it," Han Li said.

"Baizhang, I'm going down." Han Mu gritted his teeth and rushed towards the well.

"My lord, I'll go with you." Zhou Meng followed.

"I'll go too." Although Luo Feng was scared, he followed.

The three jumped into the Demon-Sealing Well, where the demonic energy was so dense that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

Han Mu activated the laws of time, slowing down the flow of time around him and forcing back the demonic energy, revealing the scene at the bottom of the well.

The space at the bottom of the well is not large, only ten feet in diameter. In the center is a blood pool, in which a huge heart is soaking. The heart is still beating, and with each beating, a surge of demonic energy is released.

"This is the heart of the demon god, destroy it." Han Mu rushed towards the heart.

Suddenly, the heart opened one eye and looked at Han Mu and the other two.

"Insects, how dare you destroy my heart! You're courting death!" The demon god's voice echoed from within my heart.

Countless demonic energies surged from his heart, transforming into tentacles that attacked Han Mu and his companions.

"Time Stop." Han Mu activated the Time Law with all his might, freezing time around him and stopping his tentacles in mid-air.

Han Mu rushed to the heart and punched it.

A layer of light appeared on the surface of the heart, blocking Han Mu's fist.

"Formation shield, break." Han Mu unleashed dozens of punches in succession, causing cracks to appear in the light shield.

"My lord, this heart is the source of the demon god's power. Destroy it, and the demon god's obsession will dissipate," Zhou Meng reminded him.

"I know." Han Mu gritted his teeth, concentrated all his strength in his fist, and shattered the light shield with a single punch, striking the heart.

His heart exploded, and demonic blood splattered everywhere. Han Mu was drenched in demonic blood, and he immediately felt his power surge. At the same time, a violent emotion surged into his mind.

"Not good, demonic blood is corrupting me!" Han Mu was shocked and hurriedly circulated his cultivation technique to suppress it.

Outside the well, the demonic shadow let out a miserable scream and vanished into black mist.

"We succeeded!" Zhou Meng and Luo Feng were overjoyed.

Han Mu's face turned pale; the demonic blood's corrosive power was too strong, and he was about to lose control.

"My lord, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Meng noticed that Han Mu was acting strangely.

"Demonic blood is corroding me, protect me, I need to refine the demonic blood." Han Mu sat down cross-legged and began to refine the demonic blood within his body.

Zhou Meng and Luo Feng stood guard beside Han Mu, watching their surroundings warily.

Within Han Mu's body, demonic blood and immortal power clashed, constantly damaging his meridians. Han Mu gritted his teeth and persevered, circulating the laws of time to refine the demonic blood bit by bit.

As time passed, Han Mu's aura grew stronger and stronger, eventually breaking through the bottleneck and advancing to the late stage of the Great Luo Loose Immortal realm.

Han Mu opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in them, and all the demonic energy on his body dissipated.

"A blessing in disguise, I refined the demonic blood and broke through in cultivation." Han Mu stood up, feeling his strength greatly increased.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty." Zhou Meng and Luo Feng were overjoyed.

"Let's go, let's leave this place." Han Mu led the two of them out of the Demon Sealing Well.

Outside the well, the Coffin of Origin was still suppressing the Demon God's true form, but cracks appeared in the coffin, indicating that it was about to collapse.

"The century-old seal seems unlikely to last another century. We must find the Source of Time as soon as possible." Han Mu put away the Coffin of Origin and left the valley with Zhou Meng and Luo Feng.

Just as the three left the valley, a dark figure emerged from the shadows, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he looked in the direction Han Mu had gone.

"Han Mu, you can't escape."

The shadowy figure transformed into black mist and vanished.