Alert! The Dragon Lord has emerged from seclusion!

The process of frantically extracting life force suddenly came to a halt.

There was even a tiny crack on the surface.

"Now!" Yao Guangxing's eyes flashed with a sharp light; she had been waiting for this opportunity.

She mobilized the rules and authority of the pseudo-Heavenly Dao fragment with all her might, but not to attack Jiang Wuyai or his heart.

Instead, it transformed into countless silver, hair-thin chains of rules, which flashed and coiled around the twelve blood dragons!

"Rule Theft and Stripping!"

The Blood Dragon is the energy channel of the sacrificial array, and its core consists of fragments of the Killing Heart and the rules of reversing the sacrifice.

What Yao Guang wants to do is to forcibly interfere with and strip away control of these channels using a higher level of "pseudo-heavenly rules"!

Jiang Wuyai immediately noticed and roared as he swung his scepter, the dark red light striking the silver chains.

The two forces of law collided and annihilated wildly within the bubble space, causing the space to twist violently, with countless tiny spatial cracks appearing and disappearing.

Shen Qingqiu, Qin Yurou, Chu Ling'er, and Mu Qingyao were also busy.

Shen Qingqiu quickly analyzed the energy flow nodes of the Blood Dragon and synchronized the coordinates with Qin Yurou;

Qin Yurou precisely threw the specially made "Spirit Explosion Talisman" at the node, triggering a series of explosions and further disrupting the energy flow;

Chu Ling'er used her spiritual power to sense the core of resentment within the Blood Dragon and guided Mu Qingyao to release the "Soul-Devouring Gu," a technique specifically designed to suppress souls.

The four worked together seamlessly, and although they couldn't directly destroy the Blood Dragon, they effectively restrained and weakened it.

With the pressure on Lin Chen, Su Qingxue, and Ye Qingcheng greatly reduced, the three of them combined their strength, and the three powers of Chaos, Profound Yin, and Frost Yin merged into a three-colored spiral pillar of destructive light, which slammed into Jiang Wuyai's main body!

"You traitor! How dare you?!" Jiang Wuya screamed loudly, Dutian Corpse King's staff blocked in front of him.

The dark red crystal shone brightly, forming a huge phantom skull that opened its mouth to devour the beam of light.

However, the three characteristics contained within the pillar of light—chaotic containment, freezing of mystic ice, and frost-killing termination—caused the skeleton phantom to quickly disintegrate.

boom!

The remaining power of the pillar of light slammed into Jiang Wuyai, sending his withered figure flying backward and crashing heavily onto the throne base, nearly knocking the bone staff out of his hand.

"Pfft—" Jiang Wuyai spat out a mouthful of dark golden "blood" that looked like lava, and his aura instantly weakened.

But the madness in his eyes did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it intensified.

"Good...very good!" He struggled to his feet, wiping the "blood" from the corner of his mouth, staring intently at Lin Chen. "As expected of my son, the Chaotic Dao Body is indeed extraordinary..."

His gaze then shifted to Ji Yaoguang, whose face was pale and whose soul was even more ethereal, as well as the star mark on her forehead whose light flickered erratically, clearly indicating that Yaoguang had also consumed a great deal of energy.

"But you think that's the end of it?"

Jiang Wuyai revealed a ferocious and eerie smile, and he slammed the Corpse King Staff of the Heavenly Corpse King into the throne beneath his feet!

"With my remnant soul as a sacrifice, and the Corpse King's Staff as the medium—"

"Awaken... you former servants from the abyss!"

Click!

A deep, bottomless crack appeared in the base of the throne, emanating an aura even more ancient and foul than the Eye of the Ruins.

A faint roar, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, capable of freezing one's soul, echoed through the air.

The crack in the throne's base resembled the gaping maw of an abyss, from which an indescribable, ancient, foul stench erupted.

That wasn't demonic energy, nor was it death energy.

Rather, it is some kind of more primitive and chaotic "existence".

It's like the "residue" that was stripped away and forgotten at the very beginning of the world's creation.

The roars grew closer, accompanied by the viscous sound of water, as if some enormous creature was awakening in the deep sea.

"What...is he summoning?"

Chu Ling'er's face turned deathly pale, and the sensations transmitted through her spiritual power almost made her vomit.

That was pure "malice".

There is no rationality, only the instinct to devour and destroy.

For the first time, fear appeared in Ji Yaoguang's starry eyes: "It's the 'Shadow of the Past'... the 'impurities' that leaked from the cracks in the rules when the ancient Heavenly Dao collapsed!"

"They were originally sealed at the very bottom of the Ruins of Return... Jiang Wuyai actually found a way to control them?!"

The star mark on Yao Guang's forehead flickered violently, triggering memories from the fragments of the pseudo-Heavenly Dao: "He wants to corrupt the seed with the shadow of the past!"

"Let the new Heavenly Dao be imbued with an indelible madness from its very inception!"

"Stop him!" Lin Chen shouted, and the chaotic energy transformed into a giant hand that slammed into the crack, attempting to forcibly close it.

But it was too late.

A massive limb, covered in dark green moss and resembling an octopus tentacle but also covered in bone spurs, emerged from the crack and easily shattered the chaotic palm print.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Eight such limbs stretched open the crack, and an indescribable "subject" slowly rose.

It has no fixed shape, resembling a constantly writhing and changing mass of shadows.

Countless pained and distorted faces appeared on the surface, including humans, monsters, and strange creatures never seen before.

In the very center, a huge, bloodshot eyeball slowly opened.

Deep within his pupils was a swirling, chaotic vortex.

"Former Servants - Swamp of a Thousand Faces." Jiang Wuyai stared at the monster with fanaticism, his voice hoarse and excited. "Do you see it? This is the true 'Chaos'!"

"Disorder, chaos, and the all-encompassing filth!"

"Let the seed absorb it, and the new Heavenly Dao will possess the ability to devour and assimilate all rules!"

"Nothing can limit its growth anymore!"

"Madman!" Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth, the dark red patterns on the Frost Soul Sword glowing wildly. "Once this thing appears, not only the East Sea, but the entire continent will suffer!"

"Qingxue! Cover me!"

Su Qingxue nodded, and the Xuanbing Sword drew out a sky full of ice crystals. The cold air froze the seawater into countless sharp ice spikes, which shot towards the Thousand Faces Swamp like a torrential rain.

At the same time, she formed hand seals, and the profound yin energy condensed into ice crystal shields in front of Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng leaped into the air, frosty yin energy and killing heart energy merging to the extreme, the sword body transforming into a dark red meteor, piercing straight at that giant eyeball!

"roar--!"

The Swamp of a Thousand Faces roared, a cacophony of sounds, as a tentacle lashed out with lightning speed, its bone spikes gleaming with a filthy, eerie light.

boom!

The ice crystal shield shattered one after another, but the momentum of the tentacles was also slowed down for a moment.

In that instant, Ye Qingcheng's sword arrived!

The dark red sword light pierced his eyes!

however--

There was no blood, no splattering of tissue.

The moment the sword tip pierced through, ripples spread across the surface of the eyeball like water, actually "swallowing" the sword light!

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingcheng felt a terrifying suction force coming from her.

Not only her true energy, but even her life force and soul will be torn out of her body!

"Qingcheng!" Lin Chen flashed over, and the chaotic energy transformed into chains that wrapped around her waist, forcibly pulling her back.

Ye Qingcheng's face was deathly pale, and her hand holding the sword trembled slightly: "That thing... can devour energy and life... its physical attack effect is very poor."