Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

The iron rod was moving so fast that there was no time to dodge it, and the space itself didn't even have time to ripple.

The Hu family patriarch's Pangu Axe was struck on the axe surface by the iron rod, and he and the axe flew backward, crashing through three mountains before coming to a stop.

The Huang family patriarch's landscape painting was pierced by an iron rod, splitting the scroll in two and turning into countless scraps of paper in mid-air.

The Eastern Emperor Bell of the Liu family patriarch was struck by the iron pillar, and a crack appeared running through the bell. Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and blood gushed from the corner of her mouth.

Bai Bing attempted to re-establish her defense using the Tai Chi diagram, but the diagram had been so polluted by the black energy that it had almost lost its luster.

Before he could even activate it, an iron rod pierced through his chest, pinning him to the ground.

The four were instantly severely injured!

"Damn, so strong!"

The patriarch of the Hu family crawled out of the ruins, covered in blood, and gripped the Pangu Axe tightly with both hands once more.

The Huang family patriarch forcibly merged the two halves of the landscape painting, but the ink on the painting began to become somewhat blurry.

The Liu family patriarch retrieved the Eastern Emperor Bell into his palm and used his own immortal power to forcefully activate the runes on the bell in an attempt to repair the crack.

Bai Bing, who was pinned to the ground, was in a much worse situation.

He reached out and grabbed the iron bar, trying to pull it out, but found that he couldn't pull it out no matter what he did.

The black iron rod was deeply embedded in the ground. There were no patterns or joints on the rod, but it exuded an extremely heavy suppressive force.

His fingers repeatedly pressed hard on the stick, his knuckles turned white, his veins bulged, and cold sweat seeped out layer after layer from his forehead.

"No! This iron rod has the ability to suppress immortal power!"

Bai Bing's voice was squeezed out from between her teeth, carrying an uncontrollable sense of horror.

The immortal power within his body seemed to be locked up by something. The immortal power in his dantian was still there, but no matter how he tried to activate it, it could not circulate along his meridians.

Each meridian felt as if it were filled with lead, incredibly heavy.

He tried to raise his hand and found that he couldn't even cast the simplest spell.

He now felt that he was not much stronger than ordinary people. Apart from his physical body, which still retained the strength of the Heavenly Dao, everything else was being crushed by that iron rod.

Upon hearing Bai Bing's words, the others' expressions instantly became even more cautious.

They never expected that the iron rod launched by the extraterrestrial demon would have such an ability.

A sinister, anthropomorphic smile appeared on the face of the extraterrestrial demon, and then two black iron rods suddenly appeared in its hands.

The shaft was exactly the same as the ones that had been driven into the ground before, completely black, without any patterns or luster, yet it exuded a chilling oppressive force.

The surrounding air suddenly became heavier, and even the remaining pebbles on the ground trembled slightly.

The next moment it disappeared on the spot.

There was no spatial fluctuation, not even a wisp of wind was stirred up.

It appeared directly behind the beautiful woman.

Before the Liu family patriarch could even turn around, a black iron rod pierced through her body, pinning her to the ground.

Her body stiffened abruptly, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her hands instinctively grabbed the rod beneath her breasts, but she found that she couldn't budge it an inch. She could only stare wide-eyed, remaining pinned to the ground.

Then the extraterrestrial demon vanished on the spot.

It appeared behind the Huang family patriarch, who was about to escape.

With a sudden thrust of the iron rod, he pierced through the spine of the royal patriarch, pinning him to the pile of rubble.

He screamed in agony as his Taoist robe was instantly soaked in blood, and his face turned deathly pale in the blink of an eye!

Then came the Hu family patriarch, with an iron rod piercing through his head and exiting through his thigh!

In an instant, all four of them were pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"There's one more person!"

The extraterrestrial demon looked towards a distant mountain peak.

Its dark red light flickered slightly on its face, as if locking onto some coordinates.

Then, in a flash, he disappeared from the spot.

Seeing the extraterrestrial demon disappear, Bai Bing was slightly taken aback:

"It won't kill us?"

His voice was clearly filled with confusion.

Aren't extraterrestrial demons supposed to devour everything?

Why did they leave after pinning the four of them down?

"I have no idea what it's doing!"

The beautiful Liu family matriarch shook her head, her face also filled with confusion.

She tried to move her fingers and found that, apart from her physical body which could still move with difficulty, the immortal power within her body was still being suppressed by the iron rod.

The iron rod piercing through her back felt like it was embedded in her spine; even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain.

"Damn it, that big black stick!"

The patriarch of the Hu family tried to pull it out with all his might, his face under his bushy beard turning red, and the veins on his neck bulging like earthworms, but he found that the black iron rod weighed as much as ten thousand pounds and he couldn't pull it out at all!

His hands slid off the stick, his fingers leaving two deep scratches on the gravel, and he collapsed to the ground, utterly deflated.

A basin nestled among the mountains of Penglai Immortal Island.

The ground here was covered with black and white bones, and not a blade of grass grew.

Some of the bones were as thick as a human leg, while others were as thin as a finger. They were layered and covered the entire basin, and when you stepped on them, they made a soft, cracking sound.

The air was filled with a musty, stale smell, similar to the smell of decaying bones. Even immortal energy was unwilling to approach this area, and the spiritual energy within a radius of several miles was as thin as a desert.

An elderly man dressed in a wide, dark purple robe was sitting cross-legged among the pile of bones.

He was thin and frail, with an aged face covered in dense age spots and wrinkles, and long, gray hair that fell loosely over his shoulders.

His eyes were closed, his breathing was so faint as to be almost imperceptible, and he looked like a dried corpse placed among a pile of bones, blending into his surroundings.

However, the aura emanating from him was extremely profound, like magma that had been dormant for countless years deep underground, calm on the surface but surging beneath with a power capable of destroying everything.

This was none other than Zhang Daoxuan, the Zhang family's number one genius.

He is also the only one who advanced to the Heavenly Dao on his own.

Without relying on the corpses of gods, innate spiritual treasures, or any external objects, he relied entirely on his own comprehension and perseverance to gradually ascend from a mortal to the position of the Heavenly Dao.

Such people are extremely rare throughout the entire history of the Three Realms.

The figure of the extraterrestrial demon appeared out of thin air.

Zhang Daoxuan suddenly opened his eyes:

"You've finally arrived!"

His voice was hoarse and low, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

"Were you waiting for me?"

The extraterrestrial demons were somewhat surprised.

Its dark red light lingered on Zhang Daoxuan's face for a moment, as if reassessing the old man's value.

"Of course! You killed my Zhang family patriarch and his descendants, I will make you pay with your blood!"

"You?"

His cultivation level is far inferior to the previous five; is he just dreaming?

The extraterrestrial demon chuckled, his face full of disdain. He was someone who could easily crush four Heavenly Dao beings at the same time.

"Of course I'm no match for you!"

But what if we add him?

As soon as Zhang Daoxuan finished speaking, his purple robe suddenly shattered and turned into fragments.

The exposed body was covered in golden blood patterns that connected to the bones at the feet.

Those golden blood-like patterns resembled living blood vessels, spreading outwards from Zhang Daoxuan's chest and connecting one by one to the black and white bones in the basin.

The bones began to tremble slightly the moment they came into contact with the blood patterns, emitting a faint buzzing sound, as if they had been awakened from their slumber by something.