Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Just then, Yan Shisan's brows twitched slightly, as if he had remembered something.

He reached into his robes and pulled out a spindle-shaped object about the size of his palm.

The object was entirely black, covered with golden runes, and emitted a faint spatial fluctuation.

—It was the Breaking Formation Shuttle that Ye Junlin gave them before he left.

"I almost forgot about this."

Yan Shisan looked at the array-breaking shuttle in his hand, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Yan Guiren's eyes lit up: "The formation-breaking shuttle given by the monarch?"

"Exactly."

Yan Shisan nodded and handed the Formation-Breaking Shuttle to Yan Guiren.

"The monarch said this is a one-time use treasure that can forcibly tear apart high-level barriers."

"I was thinking of testing the formation first, but I forgot about it."

Yan Guiren took the Broken Formation Shuttle, feeling the spatial power contained within it, and a smile appeared on his lips:

"It seems that there's always a way out."

The shadow leaned closer, curiously examining the array-breaking shuttle: "This is... an array-breaking magic weapon?"

Yan Guiren nodded:

"Not bad. This shuttle can tear through space; perhaps it can open a crack in the barrier."

He stared at the crimson barrier, his eyes flashing with resolute determination.

"Thirteenth Brother, get ready! We'll use the Formation-Breaking Shuttle to force open a breach, then immediately rush into the formation!"

Yan Shisan gripped his longsword tightly, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "Alright!"

The shadow also perked up.

Yan Guiren said no more and poured his spiritual power into the array-breaking shuttle.

In an instant, the golden runes on the array-breaking shuttle lit up, emitting a dazzling light, and a powerful spatial force began to condense.

"Now!"

With a low shout, Yan Guiren hurled the Breaking Formation Shuttle at the crimson barrier.

The Breaking Formation Shuttle transformed into a black streak of light, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that tore through space, and crashed violently into the northwest corner of the barrier.

"Buzz—!"

The moment the array-breaking shuttle collided with the blood-red barrier, it did not cause a violent explosion, but instead emitted a strange buzzing sound.

Golden runes spread across the barrier, forming a massive spatial rift.

Within the crack, space distorted, revealing the crimson world within the formation.

"Walk!"

Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan exchanged a glance, then moved simultaneously, transforming into two streaks of light and rushing into the blood-red barrier through the spatial rift.

The Shadows followed closely behind.

Almost the instant they entered the formation, the power of the formation-breaking shuttle was exhausted.

The spatial rift was once again covered by blood energy and slowly healed.

Leng Ming caught a glimpse of the fleeting crack in the barrier.

His expression darkened slightly, and a fierce glint flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, you do have some tricks up your sleeve."

He snorted coldly and said in a deep voice to the eight black-robed men beside him,

"Continue to maintain the formation, and do not allow the blood energy to leak out."

"yes!"

The eight responded in unison, their hands forming hand seals even faster, and the runes on the stone coffin burned even brighter.

Leng Ming straightened his robes, his body radiating the aura of a peak Celestial Realm expert.

Led by four Mo Yuan assassins, he vanished from the altar in a flash, heading straight for the location of the rift.

.......

Within the crimson barrier, the sky was as red as blood, and thick blood energy permeated the air, each breath carrying a bone-chilling cold.

Yan Guiren, Yan Shisan, and the Shadow group had just steadied themselves.

He then felt a powerful suction force rushing towards him, and his spiritual energy and blood energy began to slowly drain away.

"Such powerful devouring force!" Yan Shisan circulated his spiritual energy to resist, his brows furrowing slightly.

Yan Guiren swung his halberd, dispersing the surging blood energy around him:

"Let's find Mirror Heart Demon and the others first!"

The two men scanned their surroundings and saw that the streets were littered with corpses.

Everywhere were shriveled corpses, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and an atmosphere of despair.

In the distance, faint sounds of fighting and screams could be heard.

"There's some noise over there."

Yan Shisan's eyes flickered, and he looked towards the northwest.

"There is a faint fluctuation of soul power, like the aura of the Mirror Heart Demon."

Shadow also sensed the presence of the Great General and his entourage.

Just as the group was about to set off, the crimson mist ahead suddenly began to churn.

Five figures slowly emerged from the crowd, blocking their path.

The leader, dressed in black robes with a sinister face, was none other than Leng Ming.

Behind him followed four assassins from the Mo Yuan Sect, each exuding a deep and imposing aura.

Leng Ming stood with his hands behind his back, releasing his aura as a peak Celestial Realm expert without reservation, causing the Shadow Guards to catch their breath.

Those sinister eyes swept over Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan, finally settling on them with scrutiny and a hint of apprehension.

Upon recognizing the other person's attire, Shadow's expression changed drastically: "Mo Yuan's men! You are the force behind King Wu?"

Leng Ming's lips curled into a cold smile. He ignored the shadow and stared directly at Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan.

"The imperial court has no place for people like you."

"Tell me, where do you come from?"

Yan Guiren planted his long halberd on the ground, his black armor clanging. He raised his eyes and stared directly at Leng Ming.

The aura of the peak Celestial Realm cultivators was unyielding. The two pressures collided, and the surrounding blood energy was actually shaken back.

Yan Guiren's voice was indifferent, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"Did you set up this blood array?"

Leng Ming raised an eyebrow: "So what if it is?"

Yan Guiren's long halberd pointed straight at the cold darkness:

"Hand over the three of us trapped inside, and we'll spare your lives."

"Your people?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Leng Ming's eyes, then he suddenly understood.

"Were they those rats hiding in the shadows?"

He recalled Luo Mie's report that there were several unfamiliar auras secretly probing within the formation, which must be the people these two were looking for.

"It seems you know their whereabouts." Yan Guiren flicked his wrist, and the tip of his halberd gleamed with a chilling light.

"If you know what's good for you, get out of the way and let us leave with our people. Otherwise—"

Before he finished speaking, a chilling killing intent swept out.

"What else?"

Leng Ming threw his head back and laughed loudly, his laughter full of sarcasm.

"You dare to trespass into my Bloodlust Formation and spout such arrogant words."

"Do you really think that once you're in, you can get out?"

"Then let's give it a try!"

With a furious roar, Yan Guiren's halberd suddenly transformed into a bolt of black lightning, piercing straight into Leng Ming's heart.

This shot was as swift as a startled bird, carrying the force of a mountain collapsing and rocks splitting.

That's right—the "Soaring Swallow" high-burst skill, which uses powerful force to knock opponents away or suppress them.

Leng Ming's pupils shrank sharply, not expecting the other party to attack so suddenly and with such domineering force.

He dared not be careless, and retreated quickly while simultaneously thrusting out both palms. Dense black energy condensed into a skull shield, attempting to block the thunderous strike.

"clang!"

The halberd tip collided with the shield, producing a piercing metallic clang.

The skull shield instantly cracked, and Leng Ming felt an immense force surge through him.

His blood and qi surged, and he was so shocked that he staggered back three steps, the bluestone slab beneath his feet shattering.

"Such immense power!"

Leng Ming was horrified; the power of this armored man was even more terrifying than he had anticipated.

Yan Guiren, seizing the advantage, pressed his advantage relentlessly, sweeping his halberd across the sky, and countless halberd shadows reappeared, engulfing Leng Ming like a storm:

"Thirteenth Brother, go find someone! Leave this to me!"

"Be careful!"

Yan Shisan responded, his figure flashed, transforming into a green shadow, bypassing Leng Ming and the others, and sped off in the northwest direction.

Seeing this, Leng Ming was about to stop him when Yan Guiren charged in with his halberd.

"Swallows depart and return"

"act recklessly!"

Leng Ming roared, his blood surging, and he struck out with his palm. The dark palm print, carrying an aura that corroded everything, met the halberd.

"clang!"

The halberd and palm struck, and the force of the impact spread outwards, instantly turning the already dilapidated houses around them into dust.

Leng Ming instantly sensed that Yan Guiren had deflected part of his attack back.

Seeing this, Leng Ming knew he couldn't afford to waste any more time, and his face grew even darker: "You're courting death!"

He formed hand seals, and his blood energy surged, triggering the power of the formation. Countless blood-red threads surged from all directions, wrapping around Yan Guiren.

Yan Guiren's eyes were serious, knowing that the other party had used the power of the formation.

He took a deep breath and unleashed a rapid, fluid combo of spear and staff strikes, the "Swallows Soaring" technique cutting through the blood-red threads with impenetrable precision. He roared:

"Use whatever means you have!"