I was born a god, the son of the Demon Lord.

The space in mid-air twisted violently without warning.

Click.

Black cracks savagely tore open above the demon realm, revealing a massive, pure black passage through which the aura of the undead surged forth.

The surrounding air temperature dropped sharply.

In the waters below, the newly grown lush aquatic plants withered and died at a visible speed, eventually turning into dust.

Dead fish, belly up, floated on the surface of the water in large numbers.

The terrifying pressure of the Tribulation Transcending Realm cultivator crashed down upon the area below without any attempt at concealment.

The lower-level demon guards had no chance to resist and were all forced to the ground.

Wu Xi stepped out of the passage slowly through the black mist, and even the array barrier around the bluestone slab was eroded and hissed.

Xu Yuan frowned. How did these filthy creatures manage to come out from underground?

The crimson-gold sea of ​​fire surged upwards, carrying an intensely high temperature capable of destroying everything, forcefully pushing all the cold, deathly energy of the undead out of the demon realm's borders.

Golden and red fire lines weaved through the air, forming a massive "Heaven-Burning Demon-Locking Array".

Flames rolled at the center of the formation, firmly protecting the core water area below and completely isolating it from the deathly aura of the outside world.

"Shen Jiuyuan".

Xu Yuan didn't look back, saying, "I'll stay here to protect the two children. I'll be right back."

Shen Jiuyuan's aura was extremely unstable, with demonic energy surging wildly around his body. The twins' descent had drained most of his original power, causing his cultivation level to drop directly from the Tribulation Transcending Realm to the Great Ascension Realm.

Faced with the oppressive aura of a Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator above him, the demonic energy within his body stagnates, and a tearing, stinging pain emanates from his limbs and bones.

But he didn't utter a sound about the pit.

Shen Jiuyuan suddenly reached out and grabbed Xu Yuan's wrist. The force was not strong, but it was full of stubbornness.

Xu Yuan paused, turning his head to look over.

Shen Jiuyuan turned his head, staring at the charred stone slab on the ground. His Adam's apple bobbed as he held his breath for a long time before finally managing to squeeze out a few words.

"Make a wish...be careful."

His rare outpouring of emotion was tinged with obvious stiffness and awkwardness.

This was one of the few moments when he let his guard down.

Xu Yuan's heart stirred, and he nodded slightly.

"it is good."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding golden light exploded on the spot.

A dazzling golden-red phoenix burst through the air currents, leaving a long tail feather as it soared into the sky.

below.

Shen Jiuyuan withdrew his attention and stared intently at Xu Nanyi inside the lightning array.

This girl's condition is even more critical.

The heavenly lightning of the Nascent Soul Realm and the Divine Transformation Realm were completely fused, increasing its power several times over.

The purple thunder dragon, as thick as a water bucket, slashed down relentlessly, giving no one a chance to breathe.

Xu Nanyi's newly grown dark purple feathers were charred black, and large areas of her skin and flesh were torn open, revealing glimpses of her white bones.

She lay prone in the center of the pit, unable to even utter a cry of pain.

The immense impact nearly crushed her internal organs.

Within his dantian, the "Burning Heaven Phoenix Technique" began to operate wildly.

The moment the power of heavenly thunder entered his body, it was forcibly torn apart by this domineering technique.

The remaining lightning-attribute spiritual power was drawn into the dark golden strange fire.

Lightning and fire clashed repeatedly within the riddled veins, neither giving an inch.

In the end, the heavenly lightning was devoured and transformed into pure nourishment to repair the physical body.

The skin and flesh tore apart, then healed quickly.

He was struck down by a thunder dragon.

He gritted his teeth and got up again.

He fought to the bitter end, relying solely on sheer willpower.

Shen Jiuyuan stood outside the barrier, the veins on the back of his hand bulging.

He couldn't help.

She can only rely on herself to persevere.

over nine days.

With a flap of its wings, the Thousand Flame Divine Phoenix erected a wall of fire stretching for miles, completely severing the source of the demonic energy.

The wish hovered in mid-air, its golden-red flames raging around it, turning half the sky crimson.

"You people of the Nine Netherworlds have overreached yourselves."

"Do you intend to disrupt the balance of the six domains? You dare to run wild in my Demon Domain."

Wu Xi smiled slightly, and paused for a moment with the scepter in her hand.

"Your Majesty, the Demon Emperor, there is a misunderstanding."

She bowed slightly, her movements flawless.

"We have only come to welcome back our Lord of the Nine Netherworlds."

Xu Yuan sneered inwardly.

She certainly saw the ancient mark between her daughter's eyebrows and sensed the malevolent aura emanating from outside, but to think she could snatch her away from her was a pipe dream.

"joke."

Xu Yuan interrupted coldly, "This is the Demon Realm. There is only this Emperor and the young master of the Demon Realm here. Where did this Lord of the Nine Netherworlds come from?"

Wu Xi shook her head. "It is your daughter."

The voice just fell.

The surrounding space collapsed one after another.

Ten pure black vortexes appeared out of thin air.

The immense suction force tore at the surrounding spiritual energy.

Ten thrones, crafted from countless bones, accompanied by ten distinct shadows, descended steadily behind Wuxi.

The First Palace Master, who was at the head of the group, was wrapped in tattered armor and dragged a rusty soul-locking chain in his hand.

The iron chain dragged in the air, making a harsh, scraping sound.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, hand over the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds."

All ten masters of the Ghost Palaces have arrived.

Ten terrifying pressures erupted simultaneously, merging together and crashing down on Xu Yuan like a tidal wave.

Individually, they are no match for the Demon Emperor.

But when ten people join forces, plus Wu Xi, who is at the Tribulation Transcending stage, the oppressive force is enough to crush any ordinary Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator into mincemeat.

She wished to transform into human form, her red dress fluttering in the wind.

She raised her right hand.

Golden light converged, and a golden-red longbow exuding an ancient and primordial aura appeared in his palm.

Sunset Divine Bow.

Place the string with your left hand and pull it hard.

The bow is fully drawn.

A crimson-gold arrow, burning with a thousand flames of divine fire, rapidly condensed on the bowstring.

"A few bedbugs that never see the light of day dare to bark at me like dogs."

Loosen your fingers.

Whoosh!

The arrow of light tore through the sky, splitting into ten, and shot directly at the Ten Kings of Hell on the opposite side.

Almost simultaneously.

A beam of multicolored light shot up from below.

Kong Miao, dressed in a floral robe, held a folding fan made of peacock feathers and stood steadily behind Xu Yuan.

The fan was suddenly swung open.

"Do you think you dead ghosts have the right to tread on the territory of the demon realm?"

A sky full of multicolored poisonous winds mixed with violent demonic power formed dozens of huge tornadoes, which, together with the divine arrows, howled and swept towards the ghost cultivator camp.

Wherever the toxic wind passed, even the air was corroded and emitted a pungent, acrid smell.

Ghost cultivators are born with a fear of the most intense yang fire.

The Thousand Flames of Wishing is the nemesis of all nemesis.

The arrogant demeanor of the Ten Kings of Hell was instantly extinguished.

The First Palace Master was the first to be hit. His protective Yin energy was no match for the arrow, which pierced through his arm. A ball of golden fire ignited on his arm, which he could not extinguish no matter how hard he tried. He was in so much pain that he cursed under his breath.

"Damn it! Didn't the intelligence say she was seriously injured?!"

He retreated hundreds of feet and had to sever his forearm to stop the flames from spreading.

The other temple masters were also scalded by the intense heat and scattered in panic, each summoning their most prized defensive treasures.

In an instant, the yin energy and flames clashed wildly in mid-air, exploding into bursts of energy storms.