Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The Yunxian Mountain Range is characterized by its craggy rocks and towering ancient trees.

The air here carries a deathly chill; it is said that countless powerful figures have perished here since ancient times.

The depths of the mountains are perpetually shrouded in a persistent, eerie mist, making it a place that ordinary cultivators would never dare to venture into lightly.

Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan followed Xue Wutian's figure, landing one after the other on an open space on the outskirts of the mountain range.

Qian Yuan, Zong Zheng, and Ying Zi also arrived closely behind. The five of them spread out in a fan shape, surrounding Xue Wutian, Leng Ming, and Luo Mie in the center.

Xue Wutian stopped and slowly turned around. His scarlet eyes swept over everyone, and instead of fear, his face showed a strange excitement.

"Old devil, why aren't you running away anymore?"

Qian Yuan clutched his chest, his spiritual energy not yet fully recovered, but his tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

"Could it be that it can't run anymore?"

"The Fallen Immortal Mountain Range is quite a good burial place, perfect for keeping company with those ancient powerhouses."

Xue Wutian let out a sinister laugh, the sound echoing through the empty valley, sounding particularly eerie.

"Heh heh, brat, don't be so arrogant."

"You're right, this is indeed a treasure trove, but... it's prepared for you."

He whirled around and shouted into the thick fog behind him, "Aren't you coming out?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thick fog churned, and four figures slowly emerged.

The leader was dressed in a black python robe, with a sinister face and a powerful aura of a peak Celestial Realm expert. His eyes were as cold as a venomous snake.

Behind him were three people, two men and one woman, all of whom were at the mid-to-late stage of the Celestial Realm.

Although slightly inferior, each of them possessed a composed and imposing aura, surrounded by a faint, almost imperceptible, demonic energy.

Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of seriousness in each other's eyes—the strength of these four people was not weak at all!

When Qian Yuan saw the four people clearly, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed in shock:

"Youming, the Vice Sect Master of the Nine Nether Demon Sect! And the three elders, Chiyuan, Youying, and Minghe! How could it be you?"

A storm raged within him. The Nine Nether Demon Sect was a powerful evil sect on the continent, on par with the Blood Demon Hall. They were secretive, ruthless, and incredibly strong.

Its sect leader is an established terrestrial immortal with a renowned reputation.

Qian Yuan never expected that the Nine Nether Demon Sect, which had also disappeared three thousand years ago, would appear here today with four Celestial Realm experts!

"Your Nine Nether Demon Sect and the Blood Killing Hall have never had any dealings before, so why are you interfering in this matter?" Qian Yuan questioned sharply.

The four Netherworld beings completely ignored him, walked straight to Xue Wutian, bowed respectfully, and spoke in a deferential tone:

"Junior Youming, leading Chiyuan, Youying, and Minghe, has come to welcome Senior on the orders of Sect Master Motianchou."

"Hahaha!"

Xue Wutian threw his head back and laughed loudly, a hint of smugness flashing in his eyes.

"I knew it. Once Tianchou received my blood message, he would definitely send someone over."

The "Tianchou" he mentioned is none other than "Mo Tianchou," the current sect leader of the Nine Nether Demon Sect.

Xue Wutian is the younger brother of Xue Mo, the patriarch of the Nine Nether Demon Sect, while Mo Tianchou is Xue Mo's disciple.

Upon receiving the message, Mo Tianchou naturally dared not delay and immediately dispatched the sect's second-best combatant to provide support.

Xue Wutian's gaze fell on Yan Guiren and the others again, his scarlet eyes gleaming with greed:

"Hehehe... It seems that today, you will not escape the fate of becoming my nourishment."

"Youming, join forces with me and take down this Xuanjia brat first!"

Xue Wutian immediately gave the order, as he was most wary of Yan Guiren's strength and had to take action personally.

"Yes, senior."

Youming accepted the order, his figure flashed, and he and Xue Wutian formed a pincer attack, locking onto Yan Guiren.

Xue Wutian then looked at the three elders, Leng Ming, and Luo Mie:

"You five, finish off the rest! Remember, leave them alive; I want to drain their life essence!"

"Yes, sir!" Chi Yuan, You Ying, and Ming He replied in unison.

Chi Yuan was a woman dressed in red with a strange smile on her face;

The shadowy figure was hidden in the shadows, making it almost impossible to see its shape;

Minghe was surrounded by water vapor, and his eyes were sinister.

Leng Ming and Luo Tian exchanged a glance, and the five of them instantly formed an encirclement, pressing towards Yan Shisan, Qian Yuan, and the others.

Yan Guiren gripped his halberd tightly as Xue Wutian and Youming approached step by step, his black armor gleaming with spiritual light.

"Two peak Celestial Realm cultivators? That's interesting."

"Thirteenth Brother, be careful!"

Yan Guiren brandished his halberd, and a burst of spiritual light flashed on his black armor, blocking the oppressive aura of Youming and Xue Wutian in front of him.

"Those people are yours to handle!"

"rest assured."

Yan Shisan nodded, drew his longsword, and its blue light shone like a ribbon.

"Boy, prepare to die!"

Xue Wutian struck first, his blood energy surging and transforming into a giant blood claw that grabbed at Yan Guiren with the power to devour everything.

At the same time, Youming moved, a black bone sword appearing in his hand, its blade wreathed in dense demonic energy. He thrust the sword forward.

It was as if countless wronged souls were howling amidst the sword shadows, aiming straight for Yan Guiren's back.

"Well done!" Yan Guiren showed no fear, sweeping his halberd horizontally:

"Swallows soar!"

The halberd, carrying the force of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, crashed head-on into the blood claws and the black bone sword.

"clang!"

Yan Guiren took a deep breath, and his halberd swept across once more, unleashing the ultimate technique "Yan Guilai" once more.

A myriad of halberd shadows appeared, like countless swallows soaring through the sky, simultaneously heading towards Xue Wutian and Youming.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A series of collisions rang out, sparks flew, and energy surged, shattering the surrounding boulders.

Meanwhile, the battle had already begun.

Elder Chi Yuan, a mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivator, held a long red whip, his gaze fixed on Yan Shisan, and licked his lips:

"Your sword seems quite impressive, but it's a pity I'm going to die here today."

Chi Yuan wielded a long red whip, its shadow like a snake, carrying deadly poison, as she attacked Yan Shisan.

"Red Venomous Python Entanglement".

Upon seeing this, Yan Shisan drew his longsword, its blue light flashing.

"The Thirteen Deadly Swords - Sky-Splitting Technique!"

The sword light was sharp and fierce, actually splitting a gap in the shadow of Chi Yuan's whip, and stabbing straight at his face.

Minghe, at the late stage of the Celestial Realm, wielded his skull staff. A burst of intense light erupted from the black crystal at the staff's tip, and countless jet-black chains sprouted from the ground.

With a strange power that devours spiritual energy, it coiled around Yan Shisan's legs.

"The River Styx Locks the Spirit".

Yan Shisan's eyes narrowed, and the azure light from his longsword surged several feet.

"Eleven Deadly Swords - Breaking Boundaries!"

A sword light, condensed to its fullest extent, tore through the air, instantly severing the Styx chains binding her legs.

At the same time, he flashed forward, his longsword sweeping across, forcing back both the blood-red venomous python and the black chains.

On the other side

The Shadow, now in the late-stage Celestial Realm, now wielded a poisoned short blade, its blade gleaming with a ghostly blue light.

With a blur, he transformed into three afterimages, each attacking a late-stage Celestial Realm cultivator and a mid-stage Celestial Realm cultivator respectively.

Leng Ming and Luo Mie had also recovered some of their fighting strength and each unleashed their most powerful moves to attack Qian Yuan.

A tremendous battle erupted instantly on the open ground of the Fallen Immortal Mountain Range.

Demonic energy and blood energy intertwined, spiritual power and sword intent clashed, and every exchange was enough to shake mountains.

Ancient trees were snapped in half, and boulders were crushed into dust. This land, which had buried countless powerful figures, once again witnessed a new battle.