At Ink Sect's Eighth Peak, Immortal-Trapping rose and fell, drawing upon the power of the spiritual veins beneath Ink Sect to uphold the divine restriction and resist the laws of heaven and earth.
Time flew by. More than half of three months passed in the blink of an eye. Within the divine restriction, Ning Chen still had not emerged. The entire Eighth Peak was so silent that a fallen needle could be heard.
The sun set and the moon rose; then the moon set and the sun rose again. Day after day, the agreed deadline drew ever closer. At last, a faint stir appeared within the divine restriction.
Led by the demonic incarnation, over a thousand great demons sacrificed themselves day and night. Boundless demonic power poured into the demonic body, helping restore its cultivation.
Behind the demonic body, phoenix fire burned all around Ning Chen, engulfing the demonic body as it reforged its demonic essence.
Within that nearly frozen time and space, no one knew how many ages had passed. After days of sacrifice, the soul power of the thousand great demons gradually neared exhaustion.
In the void, the black-clad figure that had risen and fallen had already solidified. The powerful fluctuations of demonic energy around it were even greater than before.
On Eighth Peak, the sky darkened once more. At the instant the setting sun gave way to night, the demonic body slowly opened its eyes within the divine restriction. In an instant, an incomparably terrifying pressure swept outward, blasting all thousand great demons away.
Ning Chen withdrew his hand, and the phoenix fire around him vanished. His gaze swept over the demons as he said, "You have worked hard. Thank you."
The demons bowed their heads, then turned into streams of light and entered the Soul Suppressing