The battle aboveground took a sudden turn.
The Nine Nether blood pillars shuddered violently as the leyline nodes were destroyed.
The Ghost King's phantom, locked in combat with Xuantian Sword Venerable, suddenly froze. Countless cracks appeared across its body.
"The formation's broken!"
Fairy Danxia cried out in delight.
The Green Lotus in her hand blazed with light, enveloping the dozen or so demonic cultivators trying to break through.
Wherever the green light passed, black smoke billowed from the demonic cultivators. They screamed as they melted into pools of blood.
"Rumble..."
The entire Nether Valley began to collapse.
Buildings toppled in swathes, revealing a crisscrossing network of underground passageways.
Countless low-ranking demonic cultivators who failed to escape in time were buried alive, their screams rising and falling.
In front of the Nether Hall at the heart of the sect, the last three hundred elite demonic cultivators formed a defensive array.
They surrounded an ancient well that continuously spurted black blood, performing some kind of evil ritual.
"Stop them!"
Li Yunjing shot up from a crack in the leyline, his clothes in tatters but his gaze sharp as lightning. "That's the Yellow Springs Well! They're summoning demonic beasts from the Nine Nether Realm!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, three enormous, scale-covered claws suddenly reached out of the well.
Each claw had seven eyes that greedily surveyed the cultivators present.
The terrifying pressure caused several Golden Core elders to vomit blood and collapse unconscious.
"A Spirit Transformation–level Demonic Beast!"
Li Cangqiong's face turned deathly pale.
They had just fought a great battle. How could they possibly face an existence of this level now?
"Everyone, attack the formation with all your might!"
Li Yunjing, however, remained remarkably calm.
He held out both hands, and the Purple-Gold Gourd, the World-Breaking Sword, and