Gazing at the rioting demon aura, Long Xianyin's expression inexplicably turned solemn. She stared at the jade seal in Su Muyue's hand, a hint of wariness appearing in her eyes.
This Imperial Artifact could actually draw upon the refined essence aura that had once belonged exclusively to the Ancient Demon Court in this realm.
At this moment, she was already somewhat regretting her own overconfidence. If she had left with Yun Qing'er earlier, things would not have come to this.
Of course, if she had been at her peak, she would not have spared a second glance for this mere power of heaven and earth. But now, although the nourishment of the Yinglong bloodline had stabilized her divine soul, and that blood meal had restored much of her strength—
There was no denying that only one of her three souls remained. Her new divine soul had yet to be nourished into existence; in the end, she had not returned to her most complete state.
"Hehehe, the might of an Imperial Artifact truly is terrifying. But with your current cultivation, how much of its power can you possibly wield?"
Looking at Su Muyue and Shu Lichuo, Long Xianyin spoke in a low voice. She slowly raised both hands, then clenched them hard. Massive numbers of black spears gathered in the sky, while an incomparably dense plague aura surged into the heavens, making the entire space tremble.
Within a few breaths, everyone could feel that the entire territory of Hell Divine Mountain had been blanketed by plague aura. Even the spiritual energy had been transformed into poison potent enough to kill Fusion Realm experts!
This was an offensive they simply could not withstand. Had they not hastily erected a barrier, everyone across the plain would have their life force snatched away in