The Ten Thousand Spirit Demon Machine revealed its terror, and Tao Qian watched in astonishnt.
Surprisingly, the two little ones suddenly showed signs of activity.
Especially from their psychic transmissions, it was apparent that the Ten Thousand Spirit Demon Machine was sohow connected to them.
"Lian Jing'er ntioned detecting a homogenous substance, presumably referring to the Demon Machine itself."
"And the fragrant item that Little Age slled, might be the 'at God' that was lted into the machine."
"The forr derived from the Ancestor Emperor's chanical forging thods, while the latter originated from flesh-bound Evil Spirits from the Outer Realm... I had known the origins of the two little ones were extraordinary, their potential terrifying, and now this provided yet another proof."
As he muttered in his heart, Tao Qian's face involuntarily showed a bitter, helpless smile.
In the past, when he and the two little ones had encountered Evil Cultivators that could be hunted, Tao Qian would take action, kill them, collect the Devil Bone and Demon Marrow, and allow the two little ones to devour it.
But this ti, it was significantly different.
Tao Qian glanced at the Secret Realm that had beco a flesh-bound Purgatory and observed the eerie steam clouds replacing the Black Cloud Blood Miasma. The components were overly complex and violently pouring down. With a casual reach, one could scooped out long strips of flesh, Cast Iron sands, Bronze fragnts, or incessantly squirming, deep-red parasites from the air.
The most incredible part was that in his senses, the vigorously steaming Ten Thousand Spirit Demon Machine posed extre danger.
This foreboding was imdiately confird.
To his left and right, two figures appeared, none other than Zhong Ziyang and Lin Bujue.
The latter had a spirit ghost perched on its head, holding in its mouth a bronze Commander's Seal, contaminated with cinnabar and emitting a bloody, chilling aura.
"Mr. Lin Daoist, we must leave this place quickly."
"The Demon Machine has swallowed half of Jiu Yan's body, lost its guardian, and is about to go berserk. Any further delay, and even Cavernous Mystery Realm cultivators will fall."
Before he had finished speaking, Zhong Ziyang grabbed Tao Qian and directly used a Secret Technique.
A "Dun Yi Talisman" emitted an invisible Divine Light wrapped around the three of them, fleeing the Secret Realm like a reversing teor.
The [Positive and Negative Suru Five Elents Great Prohibition] had already been heavily dismantled by the group of Demon infiltrators, posing no obstacle to the Divine Light's escape.
Zhong Ziyang reacted swiftly, the group of Evil Cultivators blinded by greed.
Seeing the Treasure Pill right before their eyes, how could they leave?
This hesitation cost them their control over their own lives.
Jiu Yan Supre, having had half of his body devoured, glared hatefully at the Demon Machine and the group of Devils.
He then silently took out a Bronze Key and inserted it into a hole of the Demon Machine. As he turned it, crimson cracks appeared around the Demon Machine, and the already unceasing flow of blood mist steam exploded once again.
In doing so, Jiu Yan Supre, in a wild manner, pushed back in the dripping intestines.
After a cold snort, the Nine-Colored Smoke River reappeared, traversing the sky, just one step behind Zhong Ziyang and the rest, also escaping the Secret Realm.
However, unlike the three, Jiu Yan Supre still made movents.
He eyed those from afar, the guests robbing the assets of the Seven Evil Sects, the Evil Cultivators, his eyes nearly solidifying with killing intent.
"You are courting death!"
"I shall grant your wish."
As he spoke the first word, Jiu Yan Supre reached into his robes, pulling out a cover that was half crystal and half brass, and hurled it directly into the Secret Realm.
The cover, the size of an infant's head, swelled in the wind.
Sunlight surged, erratic sword lights flying, and once it settled, it seed to envelop the entire Secret Realm.
Despite so Evil Spirits beginning to regain consciousness, wishing to flee the Demon Machine.
They unexpectedly collided with this bizarre Magical Treasure, without even attempting to smash through the shield wall, they were imdiately confronted with tens of thousands of flying needle-like sword lights, followed by surging green Poison Smoke, dark ominous demon thunder descending from above, and sharp earth spikes piercing up from below... Even the four Cavernous Mystery Realm Evil Cultivators were unable to break through for a mont.
And behind them, the Ten Thousand Spirit Demon Machine, like a giant eggshell, slowly cracked open, revealing sothing terribly frightful about to surge out.
In his ears, the voice of Jiu Yan Supre, filled with resentnt, echoed, "A bunch of filthy bugs and rotten maggots, ruining the good fortune of my Seven Evil Sects and still wishing to preserve your lives?"
...
It was unknown since when, but Golden Sand City had beco deserted and very close to that Secret Realm.
Tao Qian, Zhong Ziyang, and Lin Bujue were under the protection of the Dun Yi Talisman, hidden and invisible, watching the actions of Jiu Yan Supre.
Lin Bujue, having skulked for a long ti, knew the most.
Pointing at the crystal-brass cover, he spoke with apprehension:
"That is the 'Five Elents Absolute Spirit Demon Light Shield,' a malicious and insidious Evil Treasure, crafted by the Yellow Da, unparalleled in slaughter. Previously, there was a group of Evil Magicians who had infiltrated Golden Sand City, led by a Cavernous Mystery Realm leader with hundreds of Evil Cultivators under his command. Once they were covered by that object, within a few hours, they were completely refined."
"However, at this mont, Jiu Yan Supre probably just wants to prevent them from escaping. The real killing intent is that..."
Lin Bujue had not yet finished speaking.
Through the glass cover, the next mont they witnessed a terrifying sight:
The Ten Thousand Spirit Demon Machine completely split open.
Sothing spilled out from within.
It appeared to be so kind of Life, but its full form was invisible to anyone.
What was seen was its relentless expansion, wildly spreading, and quickly filling the space inside the Demon Light Shield along with blood-red blood mist steam, wrapping around bronze fragnts, wood dust, bone powder, Iron Sand, and other materials, completely disregarding the logic of this world, from a small mass of flesh into sothing larger than mountains.
Uncontrollably growing, seemingly endless.
The thousands of trapped Evil Cultivators were nurous and powerful, including four from the Cavernous Mystery Realm.
But regardless of which one, or what kind of thods they employed.
It was futile!
Everything, just futile.
Whether it be sword light, Thunder Pearls, or other Slaughter Divine Power, or defensive asures like Vajra Body or Devil King Body, or the desperate Shape Splitting thod, or even the escape thod of Thousand-Mile Divine Movent... every Magic Skill, in the face of the spreading flesh filling all space, turned useless.
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