425 Soul-Snatching Talisman

The Puppet Demon City left the Mystic Spirit Sacred Grotto, gave a slight sway, and burrowed into the earth. Yanlong Kingdom was an enormous island, and the moment this sect-suppressing treasure sank into the ground, it encountered a vast invisible resistance.

The island's soil was heavy and solid. At first came a layer of mud and sand, but after descending about thirty zhang, the resistance grew stronger and stronger. What followed was hard bedrock, yet in the blink of an eye, the Mechanism Puppet City had drilled to a depth of a hundred zhang.

Inside the demon city, the grandfather and grandson, Long Shengyi and Long Tianyin, were dumbstruck at the sight. Both were accomplished Dao practitioners, and they knew that even experts of the same level with profound cultivation, wielding a fully realized Yin Spirit, could not penetrate solid rock to such a depth.

Yet this strange sect-suppressing treasure emitted three-colored true qi. That peculiar qi was edged with peerless sharpness and mingled with immense weight. Wherever its light fell, the dense rock dissolved and parted, as though a passage had been opened straight into the depths of the earth.

"What a formidable sect-suppressing treasure! If it kept digging all the way down like this, could it bore through the seabed crust and lead directly to the Abyssal Realm?"

Long Tianyin had come near the Puppet Demon City before, but he had never witnessed such a spectacle. He could only sigh deeply within his heart.

Long Shengyi was likewise inwardly shaken by the sight, utterly awed by this magnificent and imposing supreme treasure. He now understood why cultivation holy lands and great sects secretly labored to create sect-suppressing treasures. Setting aside their role in safeguarding a sect's foundations, what mattered even more was their power to slaughter enemies and