The Great Ruler wanted to lie down but was thrown into the Spirit Road.

Yun Mo and the others opened their eyes, a complex expression flashing in their eyes.

Yun Mo took a deep breath and said to Wen Qingxuan and the other two, "Let's go. Since this is our mess, we should naturally bear the consequences. If the evil race gets inside before us and breaks the seal, we will probably be guilty of a thousand deaths."

The four exchanged a glance, suppressed their sense of urgency, and darted into the stone hall behind them.

The moment they stepped inside, they sensed the difference. The place was filled with raging fire, and looking up, it resembled an endless purgatory, with chains entwined within.

At the deepest part, there stands a statue.

The statue seems to possess a life of its own, with a human body and an animal head, clad in red scale armor, surrounded by flames that resemble fire dragons, suppressing heaven and earth.

"Are we going to have to wade through this sea of ​​fire?" Wu Yingying asked.

"Let me do it. I've been exposed to the Phoenix's Nirvana Flame before. Although it's very weak, it should be enough to protect us as we pass through this sea of ​​fire." Wen Qingxuan stretched out her jade hand and drew a wisp of fire into her palm.

At this moment, the stream of fire seemed to have come alive, no longer an inanimate object.

It surrounded Wen Qingxuan, but did not cause her the slightest harm.

Upon closer inspection, a wisp of fire appeared on Wen Qingxuan's face. Although this wisp of fire was weak and was being extinguished by the fire of purgatory, it would immediately return to its original state after being extinguished, repeating the cycle endlessly.

"If it were just one person, perhaps it would be possible, but it would be difficult for you to protect the four of us. How about this, you go alone and try to destroy that statue. The infernal fire appeared out of nowhere, and only the statue stood there. Perhaps the statue is a key," Yun Mo said to her.

Wen Qingxuan nodded, but just as she was about to set off, the sea of ​​fire suddenly changed.

The sea of ​​fire, like a stream, began to slowly recede, revealing the solid stone path beneath. Even the stone gate in the distance opened slowly and automatically.

This scene left the group somewhat stunned.

"The temple is imbued with spirits; could it be that it knows our identities and is granting us special treatment?"

Wu Ling said with a wry smile, "The pressure they are under right now is just too much."

"Then let's stop talking and hurry up!" Wu Yingying pulled him along and quickly headed towards the stone hall behind them.

Then, just as Wu Ling had said, the temple was indeed imbued with spirit, and even when they arrived at the stone gate, they were no longer hindered in the slightest.

Without hesitation, Yun Mo and the others pushed their movement techniques to their limits.

The third stone gate;

The fourth stone gate;

The fifth stone gate.

Their figures flashed, never daring to stop for a moment, until they arrived at the last, sixth stone hall.

The stone door behind this stone hall, however, remained closed.

Everyone looked around and saw only a spiritual body on the high platform. It seemed to be the spirit of the stone palace, guarding the ancestral palace on the orders of the strongest being.

"Originally, the Demon Emperor in the Ancestral Hall had only ten years left to completely annihilate them. However, perhaps it was fate that caused this hidden place to be revealed once again."

Stone Spirit transformed into the form of an old man, expressionless, and slowly spoke.

His words left Yun Mo and the others speechless.

"Now, those extraterrestrial evil races have actually entered the ancestral hall. They are using some secret treasures to disturb the stone tablet seals inside, and even I have no way to stop them."

I just want to ask one question: do you still want to go in? My last bit of strength can send you out of this world.

"Senior, the Witch Clan fought to the death against the Evil Clan. As juniors, we have received the grace of the Witch Clan in protecting the Great Thousand World. How can we be cowardly? Even if there is only a sliver of hope, we will fight to the death. Please open the stone gate and let us in."

Yun Mo exchanged glances with the people beside him and said.

Shi Ling stared at the group, closed his eyes, and transformed himself into a teleportation array that pierced through the air, enveloping Yun Mo and the other three.

……

Inside the ancestral hall.

Yuan Huai presided over a small ritual, gazing at the patterns on the twelve giant stone tablets, and grinned, saying, "It will take another quarter of an hour, and only another quarter of an hour."

However, when he pushed the ritual to its limit, a dazzling light shone in the center of the ancestral hall, revealing the figures of Yun Mo and the other three.

He glanced at it, his face turning ashen, but this was already an expected outcome. "Unfortunately, you're still too late. You can try using your spacetime magic again to see if you can break through my ritual."

Yun Mo looked at the eight flags surrounding him. Their original black color had turned blood red, with wisps of air swirling around them. This was even more imposing than when they were at their peak.

"Was this a blood sacrifice of all the personal guards?"

Wu Ling, wielding his battle staff, tentatively struck the barrier blocking their path, but not even a ripple appeared.

"Let's attack together, combine our power, and break through the surface with a single point." Yun Mo lowered his gaze, his battle halberd slicing through the air, drawing all his power to gather on the blade.

The three nodded solemnly, each unleashing their strongest power.

The power of the four seemed to coalesce into a sharp sword, piercing fiercely into the barrier. However, at the moment of contact, although the barrier trembled terrifyingly and the array flags began to flutter, it still enveloped Yuan Huai, ensuring that the ritual within was not affected in any way.

Yun Mo pursed her lips. The four people's power attributes were completely different. Even if they were combined, there would still be a result of mutual cancellation.

He gazed at the dim space and time, took a deep breath, and quietly pondered a way to break through the barrier.

"This world has been suppressed to its extreme; spiritual energy and evil energy are both dissipating so rapidly that there's no way to achieve a breakthrough. So, what can the Witch Clan's ancestral temple rely on to gain the upper hand?"

"..."

Wu Ling and the others were unwilling to give up and continued to bombard the barrier frantically, even though they were almost in despair.

Yun Mo calmed his mind and carefully considered the foundation upon which the Wu Clan stood in the world, without any distractions.

He examined the menacing aura emanating from the stone tablet, his thoughts racing. "A malevolent aura?"

He remained silent for a moment, then took out a piece of white jade. "Old man, this is the pseudo Four Spirits Essence that you gave me after spending all your wealth. I hope it can save our lives... but if it doesn't work, I may never see you again."

The white jade shattered with a crash, and a chilling aura spread outwards, then, with each breath, it surged into his body and his soul.

Yun Mo's soul replaced his existence. With each breath, the baleful aura and the soul gradually merged, and the killing intent emanating from it stirred up all the baleful aura in the ancestral hall.

"In the West dwells the divine beast, the White Tiger, whose nature is associated with metal. It wields the malevolent energy of heaven and earth, and is the master of slaughter!"

Yuan Huai looked at Yun Mo, somewhat puzzled. He knew that the souls of people in the Great Thousand Worlds could fuse with the souls of spirit beasts or divine beasts, but even if you fuse with them now, what difference would it make?

But then, his eyelids started twitching uncontrollably.

"roar!"

A white tiger materialized behind Yun Mo. He stood up, a chilling aura spreading out, and a broken, dark bow appeared in his hand.

"Is this the big bow? How come it already has a bowstring?" Wu Ling voiced his doubts.

"He used all the spirit points from that Nightblaze Netherworld Beast to buy a single Xuanjin (a type of magical tendon)," Wen Qingxuan recalled. His words at the time were, "If this bow truly is a divine weapon, even if it only needs to fire one arrow, we've already made a huge profit."

"Let's follow him, gather our last strength, and this time we must destroy that ritual!"

Wen Qingxuan and the other two put aside their worries, their eyes now focused solely on the ritual vessel.

The golden spear, the black battle staff, and an arrow formed from the essence, energy, and spirit of Wu Yingying all merged together once again at this moment.

But unlike before, the spear's intent and the battle staff did not choose themselves, but were attached to the arrow, making it shine brightly.

"boom!"

The first arrow, fired by Wu Yingying and her two companions, was even more ferocious than the previous four arrows when they were fired at full power. The arrow struck the barrier, creating ripples that made Yuan Huai's face turn ashen.

Yun Mo stretched his Xuan Jin into a full moon, merging it with the essence of the White Tiger. He seemed to feel the familiarity of the baleful aura, no longer unfamiliar. Just like now, the Great Bow suddenly burst forth with an incomparably dark light here, as if the baleful aura of the Ancestral Hall had reawakened it.

The arrows on it are entirely formed from the condensed evil energy of heaven and earth.

"The extraterrestrial evil race, a group whose leader was killed and forced to flee, dares to claim dominance in the Great Thousand World?"

"They're nothing but stray dogs!"

Grand words poured from Yun Mo's mouth, and the arrow, seemingly capable of destroying everything, struck the still rippling barrier with a deafening roar.

Yuan Huai's expression changed drastically, and even the area beneath the twelve stone tablets emitted an incredibly terrifying aura at that moment.

"Who are you!"

The barrier collapsed. Yuan Huai stood in front of the ritual implement, but it was all in vain. He could only watch helplessly as he and the implement disappeared. "There are only a few breaths left..."

"roar!"

But this was not the end. The four were terrified by the gaze from the bottom of the seal, their faces turning pale. A surge of overwhelming power tried to break through the seal, but it was firmly blocked by the remaining patterns on it.

At this moment, the stone spirit condensed in the air again. He looked at Yun Mo and flicked a drop of dark blood towards his brow. "Just now, I was actually planning to merge with the stone tablet."

Yun Mo and the other three collapsed to the ground, still shaken. "You were the Witch Clan's last resort? Then why...?"

"Actually, the sealing stone tablet was already on the verge of collapse. If no one comes in during these ten years, I will fall into it to reinforce the seal. But if someone comes in and disrupts the seal, I will become the last resort. Although I can stabilize it for a while, the breaking of the seal is inevitable."

Fortunately, although someone came in, you also completely destroyed the ritual." The old man smiled, feeling gratified.

Yun Mo smiled bitterly. He vowed that he would never go to those uncertain secret realms again. If Qing Yilun ever kicked him out again, he would cripple his martial arts.

"Insect, who are you?!" The gazes from beneath the stone tablet were terrifying, yet their auras began to betray a hint of fear.

"Ha, you stray dogs are still howling. I wonder if you'll ever see the future. If you do, you'll find that your entire race will be reduced to dust in the palm of your hand, and even the Heavenly Evil God will be buried in the vast world!"

Perhaps because things were over, Yun Mo began to vent his frustration, saying bitterly.

"roar!"

Their voices vanished briefly, then erupted with the most terrifying force, attempting to rip the stone tablet off with a deafening roar.

The old man gazed at the stone tablet, his form beginning to blur. "Go," he said, "I will isolate this world from you all. You need not worry anymore. Go and pursue the path to becoming stronger. The fate of this vast world is not yet over; the burdens to come will fall upon your shoulders!"

As they watched the old man's body melt away from the seal, they heard the roars begin to slowly fade away.

But just as the four were about to breathe a sigh of relief, a mark containing boundless hatred appeared across time and space at the last moment before the seal was re-established, landing on Yun Mo's brow in disbelief.