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"I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The terrifying pressure made everyone's breath catch.

This was actually a demonic cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!

"Blood Prison Demon Lord!"

Daoist Lingxiao's face turned grim. "The second-strongest expert of the Netherworld Ghost Sect!"

The man in the blood-red robe smiled sinisterly. "Since you've come, esteemed members of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, you can stay here forever!"

He brought his hands together. The twelve blood banners abruptly changed direction, and countless chains of blood shot toward Li Yunjing and the others like venomous snakes!

"Form the array!"

Li Yunjing shouted.

The eleven Nascent Soul cultivators instantly formed the Five-Element Divine Thunder Demon-Slaying Array. Thunder clashed violently with the blood chains, unleashing deafening booms.

"It's useless."

The Blood Prison Demon Lord sneered. "Within this blood-sacrifice array, I am immortal!"

Sure enough, the blood chains shattered by the thunder re-formed in the blink of an eye.

Li Yunjing's gaze sharpened. "Everyone, lend me your strength!"

The other ten Nascent Soul cultivators poured their magical power into him all at once.

Li Yunjing crossed his swords. Three dazzling blue lotuses appeared around him. "Three Flowers Gather at the Crown, Five Energies Return to the Origin!"

A heaven-shaking sword beam infused with the power of all eleven men slashed straight at the altar's core!

"Damn it!"

The Blood Prison Demon Lord was furious, but he didn't charge in. He attacked from a distance on his own, regardless of whether his attacks were effective.

Even he didn't dare face the eleven experts attacking the altar head-on!

At the same time, he was frantic with worry. He began sending messages to the other True Masters of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, calling for reinforcements.

Around the altar, there were also large numbers