The demons of Yin Palace naturally would not sit and await death.
Seeing Su Changsheng cross over without a care, with Xuan Lord already in his grasp, the remaining Lords of Yin Palace exchanged glances, then activated their contingency without hesitation.
A rumbling suddenly erupted.
The Right Stronghold Human Tomb exploded, and countless Yin Souls hidden within burst out of the earth. They looked exactly like humans; a careful count would have put their numbers in the hundreds.
After breaking free, these Yin Souls threw back their heads and howled. In the city within the Human Tomb, some members of the Demon Race were torn to pieces and devoured before they could react.
That was not all. As they devoured the demons' essence blood, a tributary of the Black Sea was actually drawn inside, pouring surging torrents of Black Sea blood into these Yin Souls.
Mere moments later, under the impetus of the Black Sea's strange power, the Yin Souls merged into a terrifying Thousand Eyes and Thousand Faces entity. It sat upright in the void, fingers pinched in an orchid gesture, a Lotus Platform beneath it and countless Buddhist scriptures appearing behind it.
An incomparably distorted aura erupted throughout the Right Stronghold.
With its appearance, the surviving weaker demons of the Right Stronghold could visibly be seen undergoing rapid assimilation. Beneath the shroud of those black Buddhist scriptures, black tumors swelled from their flesh, and black blood vessels crawled through their Yao Bodies like worms.
Even some Eighth- or Ninth-Level demons showed signs of developing Thousand Eyes and Thousand Faces, their gazes constantly alternating between madness and clarity.
"The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back, and the shore awaits!"
"Shed your demonic roots and be reborn as humans."
"How long will you persist in your delusions? Enter Western