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Po Xu Yuzhuang’s figure leaped gracefully, like a witch with sharp claws, and wherever her fingers passed, Celestial Calamity Water Beasts would fall one by one.

The fallen Celestial Calamity Water Beasts quickly shriveled, transforming into life energy that drilled into Po Xu Yuzhuang’s physique.

After Po Xu Yuzhuang had her fill, she strung a bunch of Celestial Calamity Water Beasts with tree roots, dragged them by hand, and ca to Song Yan. She stacked the bodies of the Celestial Calamity Water Beasts into a small mountain, as if building blocks, then arranged the Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array. Extending her tree roots, she skillfully touched the array as if "igniting" it, allowing strands of Netherworld’s Qi to enter, thus activating the sacrificial array.

Having done all this, Po Xu Yuzhuang turned her stiff gaze towards Song Yan.

She had no expression, couldn’t speak, discerned neither good nor evil, only understood slaughter. But... even when eating her favorite "life energy," she would think of bringing a share to Song Yan.

Seeing Song Yan still seated in cultivation, Po Xu Yuzhuang extended a finger to poke Song Yan. When Song Yan saw the small mountain of Celestial Calamity Water Beasts and smiled, Po Xu Yuzhuang then ran back to the coffin, obediently closed the lid, and quietly slipped into Song Yan’s storage bag. At the sa ti, she subtly released a faint trace of aura, seemingly to see if Song Yan was diligently eating the "food" she brought.

Song Yan, both laughing and crying, found that such unintentional observation ward him inexplicably.

And this warmth, strangely enough, was felt in the extraordinarily evil "Yin Mansion Sacrificial Array."

The sacrificial array quickly converted the deceased Celestial Calamity Water Beasts into pure life energy.

Song Yan approached, opened his mouth wide, and gently inhaled, swallowing this energy into his belly.

Due to the absence of a Divine Infant Celestial Calamity Beast, the influx of energy did not bring a qualitative change, but Song Yan began to feel a slight itch in his hands, and the third hand on the Lifebound Secret Treasure, gripping the Demon Mother’s Chain, gradually showed a tinge of dark color that would be imperceptible if not closely inspected.

"Is this the power of the Demon Monk mastering the fourth truth?"

"If I’m not mistaken, it should be the stolen truth."

Song Yan faintly felt that if this step could be completed, his "Demon Monk" could be complete, allowing an attempt to transition from the "Obsession Layer" to the "Rotting Thought Layer."

By then, the power of the Celestial Demon Lineage alone would rival that of the Nine-Child Demon Mother.

"Keep trying!"

Song Yan thought to himself, suddenly leapt up, clenched his fist, his face full of youthful vigor.

He rushed towards the sea, yelling "ah ah" at the distance.

After shouting, he laughed heartily.

Acting on impulse, he was like an old thief planning the country, yet also like an innocent child, with a mindset as deep as the vast sea, and a passion and fervor that hadn’t yet cooled.

...

...

By evening, Song Yan lay lazily on a rock on the deserted island, leaning against black rock, with his toes holding a fishing rod, both hands as pillows, lazily swinging his legs, enjoying the dark deep-sea twilight scenery of this era of calamity.

He yawned, thinking of taking another rest today and hunting again in the morning, hoping to find a Divine Infant Celestial Calamity Water Beast.

And just then, the distant sky suddenly darkened.

Red clouds like iron rolled in with thunderous sounds from afar.

Beneath the clouds, snow waves surged continuously, and the ocean, previously calm in the evening scene, suddenly burst with magnificent sound that tore through the eardrums.

Song Yan moved his toes, muttered curses, retrieved his fishing rod, and then, with a change of expression, looked far into the distance gravely.

He concealed his aura, rose into the air, and with divine sense, scanned far and wide, only to see a tsunami approaching, where in the deep, dark walls of the tsunami, faint traces of Flood Dragon scales and claws could be seen.

Song Yan saw clearly; it was an Ice Crystal-scaled Flood Dragon, almost rged with the sea’s power, rumbling towards a certain point.

"Divine Infant Celestial Calamity Water Beast!"

Song Yan’s eyes lit up with delight.

Compared to when he faced the Early Stage of Divine Infant Celestial Calamity Wood Beast and had to hide and evade, now he already regarded the Divine Infant Water Beast as a hunting target.

However, Song Yan was very patient.

If sothing bizarre happens, there’s bound to be a cause.So this Divine Infant Water Beast, which he couldn’t lure even with Netherworld’s Qi on a normal day, from where and for what reason did it appear?

Song Yan pondered briefly and then cautiously followed.

...

So ti later...

The speed of the Divine Infant Ice Crystal Blue Flood Dragon slowed increasingly.

However, Song Yan had already frowned.

From afar in mid-air, he saw that there wasn’t just one Divine Infant Celestial Calamity Water Beast, but four in total!!

Four darkly blue Ice Crystal Flood Dragons, along with a staggeringly large number of Celestial Calamity Water Beasts, forming a dense procession, heading toward a certain place.

There, unexpectedly, was Song Yan’s old acquaintance — the Black Lotus Elder!

Song Yan’s pupils shrank; he truly hadn’t expected to see the Black Lotus Elder here.

The Black Lotus Elder should have about five years left, but why did he venture out to the sea at this ti?

His doubts were soon answered.

If five years ago, when he obtained the Heaven-Damaging Pill, the Black Lotus Elder was just a dying old man, now he couldn’t even be described with the word "dead."

His orifices were oozing eerie black flas, and his already shriveled flesh bore nurous cracks, long and short, from which black tongues of fla extended, occasionally licking everything around him!

He flew using a wheelchair, but it had been charred to a crumbling state, and with a "crack" in the sea wind, it shattered completely. As his robe fluttered open, it revealed legs already burned to carbonized charcoal, with pieces peeling away in the gale.

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