Demon Scion Awakens

At this moment, near the Heaven-Piercing Spirit Treasure Golden Moon Banner.

Zhuo Qing floated beside the Golden Moon Banner, her eyes tightly shut as urgent black light flickered over her body. Her condition looked exceedingly strange.

Meanwhile, Ning Daozhen and the others, Purple Crystal True Monarch, and the two Ancient Spirit Incarnations were locked in fierce battle.

A fire phoenix ran rampant, a blood river filled the sky, and piercing roars resounded through the heavens. Dazzling spiritual light made it impossible to look directly at them.

Surges of spiritual power erupted from time to time, sweeping outward in all directions.

The black sea-like demonic qi below was also stirred into a mad churn.

Yet the Golden Moon Banner continued to emit layers of golden radiance, suppressing the surging demonic qi.

Although Ning Daozhen and the others appeared to be at a disadvantage, the Blood Heaven River projection had played an enormous role.

Whether it was the Blood Soul Banner or the Blood Spirit Seal, both saw their power greatly increase beneath its illumination, even approaching the level of Mid-grade Spirit Treasures. Only then could they barely contend against the Primordial Flame Fan and Black Soul Sword on the other side.

But the situation was still extremely unfavorable for Ning Daozhen and the others.

The effect of the Spirit Descending Talisman on Ning Daozhen, their main fighting force, had passed its peak. His originally formidable cultivation realm had begun to weaken slightly.

Meanwhile, Purple Crystal True Monarch was a genuine Mid Nascent Soul Cultivator. A trace of anxiety could not help surfacing in Ning Daozhen's eyes.

Just then, a howling sound rang out. A mass of green cloud came whistling over—it was the green-robed old man, returning atop the green cauldron.

Seeing another Nascent Soul Cultivator join the battlefield, the expressions