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Beneath the Demon-Subduing Tower, the night was as dark as ink, and three figures appeared as ghostly apparitions blending into the darkness.

The tower was entirely black, made of an unknown material, and did not gleam even under the moonlight.

It silently devoured all the light around it, exuding a chilling oppressive atmosphere.

Guarding the tower were two royal attendants clad in heavy armor.

They saw the newcomer and were about to reprimand him, but the moment they saw Zhao Daoting's face, they froze, their armor plates clattered, and they knelt on one knee.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Daoting simply nodded slightly without saying a word, and led the two directly into the tower.

The heavy stone door slowly closed behind us, isolating us from the outside world.

The tower was darker than I had imagined, with a bottomless spiral staircase winding down.

There was a dim green lamp burning intermittently at intervals on the wall, barely illuminating the small patch of land beneath our feet.

The air was filled with a strange smell that was a mixture of blood, decay, and resentment.

An ordinary person would lose their composure and descend into madness if they stayed here for even a moment.

The three of them continued downwards without any obstacles.

The guards inside the tower were all terrified when they saw the emperor arrive in person. They all knelt down and bowed, not daring to ask any questions.

The deeper you go, the stronger the oppressive atmosphere becomes, as if the weight of the entire tower is pressing down on your heart.

Finally, after descending for an unknown amount of time, the three of them stopped in front of a huge bronze door.

The depth here reaches 300 meters underground.

"Is the Heavenly Thunder here?"

Zhao Daoting looked around. The cold and oppressive atmosphere of the place made even a powerful expert like him, who was at the Dragon Transformation Realm, feel a little uncomfortable.

This was also his first time visiting the lowest level of the Demon-Subduing Tower.

"No wonder..."

Zhao Daoting let out a sigh, seemingly talking to himself.

"Father, what secrets does this place hold?"

Zhao Chen'an couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Daoting pointed to the mottled bronze gate, his expression more solemn than ever before.

"Royal records state that an ancient demon is imprisoned here."

"That demon is at the Dragon Transformation Realm, and his methods are bizarre; ordinary methods simply cannot kill him."

"Back then, it took the combined efforts of several powerful sects to suppress it here."

Ancient demons?

Dragon Transformation Realm?

Still can't kill him?

Zhao Chen'an's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly calmed down.

The system clearly stated: [Unowned Heavenly Thunder].

These few words contain a lot of information.

This demon must have devoured the spiritual lightning of heaven and earth and obtained some of its special abilities.

That's why they can only suppress, not kill.

As for now, it has probably long been reduced to ashes by the passage of time, leaving only this immortal and indestructible spiritual lightning.

"Just a demon in the Dragon Transformation Realm."

A cool female voice rang out, and Mo Yuqing's reaction was even more indifferent than Zhao Chen'an's.

She didn't even bother to glance at the bronze door, as if it were an insect that could be crushed at will.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daoting's lips twitched slightly.

Just the Dragon Transformation Realm?

It's at least the Dragon Transformation Realm!

In the eyes of this fairy, it was so insignificant.

The disciples of the superior sect are indeed not to be judged by ordinary standards.

"Open the door."

Mo Yuqing seemed to be getting a little impatient.

Zhao Daoting took a deep breath and no longer hesitated.

He stepped forward, bit his fingertip, and pressed a drop of blood containing dragon energy onto the beast-head ring of the bronze door.

hum!

The bronze gate emitted a deep rumble, and the countless runes engraved on it lit up one by one.

A dazzling array of colors appeared, and a vast and powerful sealing force instantly filled the entire space.

Then, with a tooth-grinding creak, the massive door, sealed for countless years, slowly opened a crack inward.

"Boom!"

The instant the crack appeared in the door, an extremely violent force of lightning, mixed with an aura of destruction, surged out!

Zhao Daoting's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively tried to shield Zhao Chen'an behind him.

However, before he could make a move, a white figure had already blocked his way.

Mo Yuqing simply waved her sleeve lightly.

That thunderstorm was powerful enough to instantly tear even a Four Extremes Realm expert to shreds.

Before her, they became as docile as tamed cats, quietly dispersing without causing the slightest ripple.

"Let's go in and take a look."

She uttered four words and stepped into the world of lightning flashing behind the door.

Zhao Daoting and his son exchanged a glance, both seeing a deep shock in each other's reactions.

They followed in Mo Yuqing's footsteps and entered the prison.

The prison cell was extremely spacious, about the size of a plaza.

However, there was no trace of the demon as expected, no corpses, no bloodstains, and not even a trace of demonic energy could be sensed.

There was only endless, raging lightning element!

Countless tiny electric snakes raged in the air, illuminating the entire space with a dazzling silvery-white light.

In the center of the space, a wisp of purple lightning, about the thickness of a thumb, was suspended in mid-air, constantly flickering.

Each of its jumps causes ripples in the surrounding space, as if even the void cannot withstand its power.

"That demon... is it dead?"

Zhao Daoting muttered to himself, his face full of disbelief.

Zhao Chen'an felt much more at ease.

Sure enough, it was exactly as the system said!

"How dare you, a mere elemental lightning, act so presumptuously before me?"

Mo Yuqing snorted coldly, showing no fear whatsoever towards the violent purple spiritual lightning.

She gently clenched her slender hand in the air and softly scolded.

"Primordial Qi, Transform into a Hammer!"

In an instant, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth converged wildly.

Above her head, a massive, ancient hammer shadow formed, composed entirely of pure primordial energy!

The moment the hammer shadow appeared, a terrifying pressure that could suppress eternity and destroy everything descended upon it!

Zhao Chen'an and Zhao Daoting even had the illusion that as long as they were locked onto by this hammer shadow...

Even if a saint from the Sendai realm were to descend, the only outcome would be the complete annihilation of their soul and spirit!

"town!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Yuqing pressed her jade hand down.

The enormous Primordial Chaos Hammer, with its unparalleled power, slammed down fiercely towards the wisp of purple spiritual lightning!

There was no earth-shattering noise, no world-destroying explosion.

As the giant hammer fell, everything seemed to be silenced.

The raging purple lightning didn't even have a chance to struggle.

He was smashed into the ground by the giant hammer, and all the violent aura around him was completely suppressed in an instant, leaving only a trace of his original essence, trembling like a candle in the wind.

The whole process was smooth and effortless.

Mo Yuqing flipped her hand and took out a piece of black, inconspicuous stone.

She gently gestured towards the ground.

The wisp of purple lightning, which had lost all its temper, obediently took flight.

She grabbed him and forcefully pressed him into the dark stone.

The black stone flashed and then returned to its original state.

The raging lightning elements within the entire prison quickly dissipated and returned to calm as the source of the spiritual lightning was taken away.

Mo Yuqing casually tossed the black stone to Zhao Chen'an.

"It's yours."

Her movements were as casual as if she were throwing away a piece of useless trash.

Zhao Chen'an hurriedly caught the ordinary stone. It was warm to the touch and contained a power that made his heart pound.

This is the legendary creature of heaven and earth that can only be attempted to be subdued by those at least at the Dragon Transformation Realm, and whose success rate is extremely low?

So... you got it?

He looked at Mo Yuqing, then at Zhao Daoting, who was completely petrified beside him.

This emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who had lived half his life and considered himself to have seen all kinds of storms, was now speechless, his mouth agape.

They seemed stunned and numb.

But inwardly he was secretly evaluating:

The disciples of the Upper Sect are terrifyingly powerful!

Great Xia Dynasty, this time you're really finished!