Sixth-Stage Blood Essence, Retreat in Defeat (Double-Length Chapter, Monthly Votes Appreciated)

Inside Ziyang's room, the void remained unfathomably deep. The walls seemed right before their eyes, yet also as though they lay thousands upon thousands of miles away.

Clearly, they had already fallen into another grotto-heaven.

The chess pieces flying through the air transformed into purple swords, weaving into sword formations overhead, while a blazing purple sun rose behind Purple Sun Divine Lord.

Although Heavenly Ape Demon Saint possessed a formidable body, his entire form glittering gold as though he had become a golden Buddhist ape, impervious to blades and spears and endowed with Immunity to All Arts.

Numerous bloody cuts had nevertheless appeared on him, leaving him looking rather wretched.

Within those wounds, his golden blood was slowly turning purple. Wariness finally appeared in Heavenly Ape Demon Saint's eyes.

"Your cultivation is actually approaching the Spirit Transformation Middle Stage!"

He frantically drew the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body, then forced out all the purple blood. His face immediately began to pale.

Whether Spirit Transformation cultivators or demon saints, drawing upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth always came at a cost. Now that he was using it to heal his injuries, what he was losing was his lifespan.

Most importantly, his combat strength was clearly inferior to Purple Sun Divine Lord's. If they continued fighting, not only would he gain nothing, he might lose a considerable amount of his remaining lifespan.

Worst of all was the scream just now. Although it had been so faint as to be almost inaudible, both the human and the demon had heard it.

"No more fighting, no more fighting! The chessboard is gone, too. We admit defeat this time. I won't interfere with you nine great immortal sects entering Demon Prefecture anymore. Enter if you wish! Heavenly Demon Palace