"No!" Old Ancestor Leixiao's eyes split wide with fury. He knew exactly where those blood threads had come from—they were all disciples of the Three Great Holy Lands.
Old Ancestor Yunqing was even more ashen-faced. He could sense it clearly.
Not only had hundreds of core disciples within Tianyuan Holy Land suddenly turned into bloody mist, but more than a dozen elders had suddenly exploded and died. The number of ordinary disciples was simply beyond count.
They had never imagined that Bone-Eroding Demon Lord's infiltration had extended beyond Xuanming Holy Land. The entire Spirit Realm had long since been within his schemes.
As countless blood threads poured in, the Nine Nether Soul Devouring Banner's power instantly surged. The cracks across its surface fully healed, and it even became more solid than before.
Bone-Eroding Demon Lord's aura, originally weakened by the severing of his Demon Spine, began to climb once more.
"Ants!"
"You think cutting off my Origin Demon Bone means you can win?
Too naive! How could you possibly imagine the extent of this lord's arrangements?"
Chen Ze's gaze sharpened. He had indeed underestimated Bone-Eroding Demon Lord's preparations.
Before coming to Xuanming Holy Land, he had already sent Lin Bingchun to lead a team in purging Spirit Realm cultivators who carried demonic seeds within them. Yet he had never expected so many people to have been planted with demonic seeds.
What shocked him even more was that Bone-Eroding Demon Lord was not only absorbing the qi, blood, and souls of those demonic seeds, but was even forcibly devouring the Spirit Realm's origin power.
At that moment, countless savage cracks suddenly split open across the skies of the Spirit Realm, like a shattered mirror.
Streams of pure Spirit Realm origin power poured down from those cracks, flooding madly into Bone-Eroding Demon