Within the jet-black inkstone, the Three-Headed Spirit Crane and Zhen Hai Demonic Ape both had bloodshot eyes.
They had clearly fallen into a frenzied, life-or-death state.
Compared to a cultivator's Primordial Spirit, a Demon Saint's Primordial Spirit could also overdraw its origin, driving an even more powerful physical body and entering an even more terrifying state.
Both had already been severely wounded by Ye Jingcheng's Saint Spirit Tower. Once trapped inside a Heaven Reaching Spirit Treasure, how could they dare hold anything back? Even the lifespan they had always begrudged was now being squandered without restraint.
The Three-Headed Spirit Crane Demon Saint was better off. It had a cave-heaven containing a considerable number of Spirit Stones.
But Zhen Hai Demonic Ape had no cave-heaven. Outside, it could at least forcibly draw upon some of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Yet within this Heaven Reaching Spirit Treasure, it could not borrow even a trace of spiritual energy.
Even as it burned its lifespan, it had no spiritual energy from heaven and earth to bolster it.
Both looked into the inkstone.
They desperately wanted to see Divine Lord Lu Ya.
Only if Divine Lord Lu Ya was alive would they have any hope.
Yet no matter how their gazes swept through the space, there was no sign of Divine Lord Lu Ya.
There was only an enormous cold dragon Ink Spirit, carrying terrifying profound chill power as it rampaged endlessly through the inkstone's space.
Its massive claws were like the sharpest divine weapons, sweeping blade-like edges through the void with every stroke.
"We surrender! We are willing to submit to the Ye Family!" At that moment, Zhen Hai Demonic Ape was the first to speak.
Its gaze was fixed on the demonic banner in the distance.
It felt that Divine