The mortal world was too terrifying, demon blood stained the bronze, the Thieving Demon Ancestor

"Can they actually do this or not?"

In the void, Chu Kuangren watched King of the Turning Wheel and the others attack the altar, only to fail every time, and could not help rolling his eyes.

Just then, he saw a dark figure streaking over from nearby.

It was none other than Yuan Wu Dao, whom Chu Kuangren had met just two days earlier.

He snorted coldly. "You can't even break a single restriction. What a bunch of useless fools. Get out of my way and let me do it!"

He raised his hand and stirred the demonic qi within him, turning that immensely powerful force into a black skull that hurtled forward.

The violent force struck the restriction on the altar.

The entire Featherfolk territory trembled.

Yet the restriction suffered not the slightest damage!

King of the Turning Wheel and the others looked at Yuan Wu Dao with rather peculiar expressions.

In the void, Chu Kuangren could not help holding his forehead. "Maybe I should just help them break this restriction."

Beside him, Lan Yu could not help chuckling either. "This restriction was left by the Bright Saint King. How could they break it so easily?"

Under the gazes of King of the Turning Wheel and the others, Yuan Wu Dao felt somewhat embarrassed. "It seems I underestimated this restriction. To think even fifty percent of my strength couldn't break it."

Then he raised his hand and stirred his demonic qi once more. A surging Daoist Rhyme erupted from him and merged with the demonic qi. An even larger, more terrifying black skull formed out of thin air and smashed toward the altar's restriction.

"Black Demon Devours Heaven!"

With a thunderous boom, even the void shook.

An immensely powerful force swept in all directions.

Cracks began appearing across the