Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Before Qian Tian finished speaking, his figure shot out like an arrow, his palms clasped together, and his dragon energy surged:

"Dragon Palm!"

In an instant, countless golden dragon shadows condensed in his palm, roaring as they soared into the sky.

It transformed into a dragon claw that blotted out the sky, carrying the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, and slammed towards the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Wherever the dragon's energy passed, the demonic energy was forcibly torn apart, emitting a sizzling burning sound.

"Hmph! A mere trick!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor scoffed disdainfully, flipping his palms to form a massive blood spear, its tip gleaming with an all-devouring, malevolent light.

"Blood Demon Thorn!"

The blood spear pierced through the air and collided violently with the golden dragon claw.

"Boom—!"

A deafening roar erupted, and the dragon's shadow and the blood-red light exploded simultaneously.

The shockwave swept across the surroundings like a whirlwind, tearing the ground several feet away and revealing the dark soil beneath.

Both men took three steps back, a hint of seriousness flashing in their eyes.

"It's better than expected; no wonder he dared to make such outrageous remarks."

The Blood Demon Ancestor licked his lips, his scarlet eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

"Take another move from this old ancestor!"

"The river of blood is overwhelming!"

He spread his arms, and his blood energy surged forth, transforming into a roaring, raging river of crimson blood behind him, sweeping towards Qian Tian.

Wherever it passed, vegetation withered, rocks melted, as if even the heavens and earth were to be stained with blood.

Qian Tian's expression hardened, and the dragon energy within his body erupted without reservation:

"True Dragon Transformation!"

Golden dragon energy swirled around him, and his figure faintly transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon.

The dragon scales shimmered with an indestructible luster, and the dragon's roar resounded through the sky, causing the blood-red river to pause slightly.

"hold head high--!"

The golden dragon swung its tail, charging into the blood-red river with unstoppable momentum.

The dragon claws swung, tearing through waves of blood. Golden dragon energy collided and annihilated with dark red blood energy, each clash causing ripples in the space.

……

Just as Qian Tian was engaged in a fierce battle with the Blood Demon Ancestor, the Grand Elder and Zi Yang Daoist also made their move.

"Youming, we've been waiting for you!"

The High Priest drew his longsword, slashing towards the Netherworld with chilling killing intent:

"Devil-slaying knife - destroy evil!"

As the blade flashed, a dazzling blade of light tore through the demonic energy, heading straight for Youming's face.

With a flick of his dark robe, countless black tentacles shot out from the robe, coiling around the blade's edge like serpents.

"Shadow Binding!"

"Sizzle!"

The blade's edge collided with the tentacles, but was instead enveloped by the tentacles layer by layer, ultimately vanishing without a trace.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here to help you!"

"The Tao follows nature; Heaven and Earth are boundless!"

With a flick of his whisk, the Taoist Master Ziyang unleashed countless azure talismans from his sleeves, forming a massive Bagua (Eight Trigrams) array in the air.

"The Eight Trigrams Lock the Demon!"

The array rotated, emanating a powerful aura that pressed down on the Netherworld, attempting to trap it within the array.

Youming sneered, his figure suddenly transforming into a wisp of black smoke, emerging from the gaps in the Bagua formation.

Instantly appearing behind Master Ziyang, a pale hand emerged from the black robe, reaching for Master Ziyang's back:

"Ghost Bone Claw!"

"Be careful!"

Upon seeing this, the High Priest swiftly turned his blade and slashed towards Youming's back.

Youming had no choice but to parry with his palm. With a clang, his claws collided with the blade, sparks flying everywhere.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Taoist Ziyang turned around, and his whisk transformed into thousands of silver threads, binding Youming once again.

"Heh heh... those two old fogies, they've got some skills."

In an instant, the flashes of swords, the talismans, and the shadows mingled in the canyon as the three fought fiercely, locked in a close battle.

.....

The direction of the advance on the right was a mix of demonic energy and starlight, creating an equally tense atmosphere.

Leng Wuyai, Xing Xuanfeng, and Bei Mingcheng stood side by side, not far ahead...

Mo Tianchou stood with his hands behind his back, while Chi Yuan and Ming He stood on either side, their eyes flashing with cold killing intent.

"Fellow Daoist Xing,"

Leng Wuyai looked at Mo Tianchou, his tone tinged with apprehension.

"This must be Mo Tianchou, the sect leader of the Nine Nether Demon Sect. His cultivation is unfathomable, and I'm afraid I won't be able to handle him. I'll have to trouble you!"

Xing Xuanfeng ignored him, his gaze fixed on Mo Tianchou, and he spoke calmly:

"I have long admired the reputation of the Demon Sect Master, and today I am finally able to meet him."

Mo Tianchou's lips curled into a cold smile:

"You're from Star Pavilion, the founder of the black market, right?"

"It's rumored that you never get involved in conflicts, so it's quite unexpected that you've gotten involved in this Demon-Slaying Alliance today."

"Why would you join the alliance to attack my Nine Nether Demon Sect?"

They did not underestimate the Star Pavilion in the slightest. After all, this force was too mysterious.

Starlight swirled around Xing Xuanfeng, his tone calm: "Naturally, it's because your sect's Blood Demon Ancestor killed my Star Pavilion elders and disciples in the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm."

"We have come here today for two reasons: first, to demand an explanation, and second, to take advantage of the fact that the shackles of Heaven's will have not yet been broken, and to learn from your superior skills."

"What a fine way to demand an explanation!"

A cold glint flashed in Mo Tianchou's eyes.

"Since you insist on fighting, then I'll play along. Don't disappoint me!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Tianchou's figure suddenly turned into a blur and vanished without a trace.

"not good!"

Xing Xuanfeng's expression changed slightly, and he instantly spread his divine sense, but he could not detect the slightest aura.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from behind!

Without hesitation, Xing Xuanfeng turned around and struck out with his palm, starlight condensing into a shield:

"Xingyu!"

"Bang!"

The palm strike collided with a dark fist shadow. Xing Xuanfeng felt a chilling force spreading along his arm and quickly activated his starlight to force it back.

The figure of the owner of that fist shadow—Mo Tianchou—shattered once again, turning into specks of demonic energy and dissipating.

"A phantom image?"

Xing Xuanfeng frowned, starlight swirling beneath his feet, his figure shifting three zhang horizontally like a ghost.

As expected, Mo Tianchou's figure solidified where he originally stood.

Holding a demonic sword wreathed in blood-red patterns, he cleaved through the air with a single strike, leaving a dark sword mark.

"Their reaction time wasn't slow."

"Shadow Tracking?"

A fighting spirit surged in Xing Xuanfeng's eyes. He formed hand seals, and the starlight in the sky suddenly converged, transforming into a dazzling star sword.

"Take this sword strike—Starfall!"

The Star Sword cleaved through the sky, carrying the force of a falling meteor, trailing a long, luminous tail, as it slashed towards Mo Tianchou.

Wherever it passed, the demonic energy was scorched by the starlight, emitting a sizzling sound.

"Blood Shadow Slash!"

A dark red sword shadow shot out from the demonic sword and collided violently with the star sword.

"Boom!"

The starlight and the blood shadow exploded simultaneously. After the intense light, Xing Xuanfeng staggered back several steps, his aura fluctuating.

"The Star Pavilion is indeed quite capable." Mo Tianchou licked his lips. "Let's try again."

"A Thousand Demons Devour the Heavens!"

In an instant, the entire stone forest was shrouded in demonic shadows, each shadow carrying an evil nature that devoured spiritual power, enveloping Xing Xuanfeng like a tidal wave.

"A star falls from the heavens!"

A colossal pillar of starlight suddenly descended from the void, like the judgment of a god, instantly crushing all the demonic shadows!

The two clashed once more, starlight and demonic energy intertwining, star sword and demonic fist colliding, each exchange causing the heavens and earth to change color.

....

On the other side, Leng Wuyai and Bei Mingcheng were already fighting Chi Yuan and Minghe.

"These brats from the Xuanming Sect dare to come here to die?"

Minghe grinned maliciously, his blood energy surging.

"The Nether River Locks the Spirit!"

Several jet-black chains, reeking of blood, lashed towards Leng Wuyai's neck.

Leng Wuyai unleashed a murderous aura, his palms forming claws, carrying a chilling coldness as he charged forward:

"Mysterious Claw!"

Claw winds and whip shadows collided, cold air and blood energy intertwined, and the two fought fiercely for a moment, evenly matched.

Bei Mingcheng then faced off against Chi Yuan.

"Young master, you are quite handsome. Why don't you keep me company for a while?"

With seductive eyes, Chi Yuan flicked out several red poison needles from her fingertips, which shot towards Bei Mingcheng with a whooshing sound.

Bei Mingcheng remained expressionless, a flash of starlight appearing at his fingertips, and a star shield blocked all the poison needles:

"Witch, silence!"

He moved swiftly, closing in on her, his palm strike sharp and powerful, carrying the energy of starlight as he slapped towards Chi Yuan.

With a flirtatious glance, Chi Yuan dodged the attack with a figure as elusive as a willow catkin!

"Hehehe...My lord, why are you so fierce!"

"Hmph!" Leng Wuyai snorted coldly, his murderous aura erupting as he pounced on the enemy again.

Qian Tian: Peak Celestial Realm (Currently Suppressed)

Great Offering: Late Stage of Celestial Life

Master Ziyang: Late Stage of Celestial Being

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Blood Demon Ancestor: Peak Celestial Realm (Under Suppression)

Netherworld: Peak of Celestial Beings

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Mo Tianchou: Peak Celestial Realm (Under Suppression)

Minghe: Late Stage of Celestial Being

Red Yuan: middle stage of heaven and man

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Xing Xuanfeng: Peak of Celestial Being

Leng Wuyai: Late Stage of Celestial Being

Bei Mingcheng: Mid-stage Celestial Being