Ninth King's Palace

"Success!"

Both of them were pleased to see Xiao Ming succeed.

Just then, a series of whooshing sounds came from the air, and several figures landed on the altar.

"Boy, hand over the treasure you obtained, or else... um..."

The shouting started but then suddenly stopped, and the people looked panicked.

"Oh no, I've run into this guy!" The man who shouted was covered in sweat.

"What else?" Xiao Ming said with a smile.

"Uh... or... or we'll just leave!" The other person replied, swallowing hard.

Xiao Ming glanced at them but didn't reply. Instead, he looked at the vortex and said, "Come out!"

"Your Honored One's perception is indeed keen."

An aged voice echoed through the space, and an old man with white hair, dressed in a black robe, emerged from the vortex, exuding a mysterious Aura. The old man's eyes had no whites; instead, they were a deep, dark abyss, like Black Pupil holes, as if even the light in the world was being forcibly swallowed up.

"I am Black Pupil, and I greet Your Honored One. Congratulations Honored One obtaining the Devouring Ancestral Symbol."

The old man and his two Black Pupil stared at Xiao Ming. Then, a voice filled with an ancient flavor rang out, its tone full of politeness.

As for Black Pupil, Xiao Ming actually wanted to ask him why he had placed a seal on the Devouring Ancestral Symbol. After all, the test of the Ancestral Symbols itself was terrifying; failing it would result in immediate annihilation. Besides someone with his strength, who else could forcibly subdue it?

Black Pupil even set up a seal. Fine, set it up, I suppose you want to test your successor. But you put the Devouring Ancestral Symbol outside and then hide it yourself. If the seal isn't forcibly broken, someone else can take it. This operation is utterly baffling.

But thinking it wasn't his business, Xiao Ming didn't ask, and instead said, "Let's get straight to the point."

"Hehe, Your Honored One speaks frankly. Then I, Black Pupil, will not stand on ceremony. I think Your Honored One must have sensed that person below the Great Desolate Sect."

"That Demonic King?"

"Yes, ten thousand years ago, it attacked my Great Desolate Sect. I used all the power of the entire sect and every means to seal it away. Now I feel that I can no longer suppress it, so I would like to ask Your Honored One to take action and destroy that Otherworldly Demons."

"He was always my target," Xiao Ming said calmly, then flew away with Ying Huanhuan and Qing Tan.

"Then thank you very much, Your Honored One."

The old man with the Black Pupil floated in the sky, and as his voice slowly faded, his figure began to gradually become indistinct.

Along with him, those who had attempted robbery also faded into oblivion.

Amidst the ruins, Xiao Ming summoned the Great Desolate Monument, instructing it to take care of Ying Huanhuan and Qing Tan.

He then took a step and appeared high in the sky. The next moment, the world within the Ancient Stele Space trembled violently. Instantly, the world lost its color, the earth shook, and a terrifying Aura that made people's scalps tingle swept out from this space like an ancient spirit that had been sleeping for a long time!

What's going on?!

Countless treasure hunters, their faces pale, stared at the source of the terrifying Aura, their hearts filled with doubt and fear.

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, and huge cracks spread rapidly across the ground. Then, a loud noise rang out, and countless boulders shot out from the ground, crashing wildly in all directions.

As the giant rocks hurtled forth, a massive shadow burst forth from the earth, its blood-red wings flapping, instantly whipping up a fierce wind and sending sand and stones flying.

On its back sat a mysterious skeleton.

"Those who trespass upon the sect will be killed without mercy!"

A mysterious skeleton, riding a demonic beast, with red light flashing in its eye sockets, slowly uttered an unusually hoarse voice.

"These must be guardians and their guardian beasts, right?"

Seeing the Bone Horror charging towards him, Xiao Ming immediately guessed what was going on. He waved his hand to stop it, then turned his gaze downwards.

At some unknown time, wisps of black gas began to seep from the cracks in the ground below, and nothing else happened.

"I've already lifted the seal on you, and you've really managed to hold back!"

Xiao Ming chuckled, and there in the sky appeared countless flames, each a different color, forming a seven-colored spectacle that encompassed the entire space.

Whew!

Countless fireballs poured down wildly, finally landing on the ground below. Black runes flickered within the flames, and the Demonic Qi that had permeated the world was swept away at an astonishing speed by the flames.

"Snort!"

At this moment, an overwhelming evil Demonic Qi surged forth from the depths of the earth like Demonic Dragon. Amidst the pervasive Demonic Qi, a figure seemed to slowly emerge.

There were quite a few treasure hunters in the space, and this series of unexpected events left them somewhat bewildered.

When they came to their senses and saw the evil figure in the mist in the sky, their faces were filled with horror.

"What is that?!"

"Such a powerful Aura!"

"That important figure is confronting that monster! We need to run!"

People fled frantically, trying to get away from the battlefield, but the two people above ignored them.

Xiao Ming's gaze was fixed on the place where Demonic Qi lingered. The figure became clearer and clearer, and finally emerged from the black mist. As it stepped out of the black mist, a strange look appeared on its pale and handsome face, and at the same time, a cold laugh echoed.

"Thanks to you for releasing me, but the previous Ancestral Talisman Controller died at my hands. Today, you, the current controller of the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, will also die at my hands."

"Who gave you that confidence?"

Xiao Ming gave him a strange look; these Demonic Race didn't seem to be very smart.

The Seven-colored Flame in the sky coalesced into a giant hand that reached down, locking onto the Demonic Prison Ninth King's Palace below. How dare a Demonic True King of the Second Reincarnation Tribulation spout such nonsense?

"You think you can kill me just because you have the Devouring Ancestral Symbol? You think you're... this Aura! Impossible, how can you be so strong..."

The Ninth King Hall sneered, and with a swift movement of his hand, countless Demonic Corpse appeared beneath him, merging together to form a massive black bone sword, from which malevolent Demonic Qi continuously surged forth.

Holding a black bone sword, Ninth King Hall moved swiftly, appearing before the seven-colored giant hand like a ghost. The moment they made contact, Ninth King Hall's expression changed drastically, and a rare look of fear surged between his two demon children. He then leaped into the void in an attempt to escape, but a hand accurately grabbed him and then exerted a slight force.

"No!"

A bloodcurdling scream erupted from the Ninth King Hall as its body exploded, splattering demonic blood and turning the ground thick and malevolent.

The demonic blood seeped into the ground, and faintly, a demonic light seemed poised to drill into the earth.

"You can't escape from me."

With a wave of his hand, a burst of seven-colored light shot out, transforming into a light shield that enveloped the faint black light.

Sigh

As the light descended, bursts of white mist erupted from the black light, followed by shrill screams.

The light slowly returned, and within the seven-colored light, a palm-sized demonic shadow floated, its terrified face none other than that of the Ninth King Hall.