This bloody battle, which affected the Three Realms, also attracted the attention and participation of many reclusive powerhouses.
In the Western Heaven Realm, there exists an ancient, sacred dragon with wings that Shrouding the Heavens the sky and a body covered in holy and powerful radiance, hailed as the "Number One Dragon of the West."
Possessing the power of God Emperor, it tore through space, spewing forth " Light of Divine Judgment " from its mouth.
Within the Human World itself, ancient beings that had been dormant were also awakened.
The first Pope of the Church of Light, long regarded as a legend and possessing the strength of God Emperor, emerged from the sacred mountain peak, wielding Ancient Saint staff, chanting ancient hymns, and unleashing endless purifying divine light.
In the Eastern Kunlun Profound World, a peerless demon, an ancient and powerful demon lord with unfathomable strength, who had also reached the Lesser Heaven Rank, awoke from his slumber, unleashing a deafening roar and wielding overwhelming demonic energy, joining the battle.
With a wave of his hand, countless phantom images of demons appeared, devouring heaven and earth with unparalleled power.
The forces participating in the war were unprecedentedly powerful; however, the terror of the Primordial Great Demon also exceeded everyone's imagination.
It's like an undying being; no matter how fierce the attack, the " Darkness of Void " can always devour most of the damage.
Its chaotic demonic body has an astonishing ability to regenerate; deep wounds that expose the bone can often heal in just a few breaths!
On the contrary, the Allied forces suffered losses that were heartbreaking!
God Emperor level powerhouses began to fall one after another!
Sometimes they die under the terrifying clutches of evil, sometimes they are swallowed by the vortex of the Return to the Ruins, and sometimes their souls are shattered by the aftershocks of battle!
The fall of each God Emperor signifies the end of a lineage and the decline of a power.
God King level beings are like cannon fodder on the battlefield, dying in droves. Sometimes their sacrifice is merely to create an opportunity for Lesser Heaven Rank powerhouse to make a move, or to set up a formation to buy time.
Even the few Lesser Heaven Rank experts were all seriously injured.
The sword of the Heaven-Shocking Sword Master was no longer as invincible as it once was; his white robes were now stained with blood and demonic energy.
The supposedly indestructible demonic body of the Ancestor Destruction was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, shrouded in an aura of "nothingness." With each movement, demonic blood spilled into the sky, corroding the earth.
The once-brilliant dragon scales of the Old Dragon King of the Eastern Sea were shattered in large pieces, and a section of his dragon horn was broken off;
The Demon Lord of Kunlun's enormous Dharma form was also repeatedly shattered, its aura weakened.
But they cannot back down!
Everyone was bloodthirsty and driven to the brink of despair!
Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, shattered galaxies—these are insufficient to describe the ferocity of this battle.
The endless resentment and aura of destruction even attracted the attention of some deeper, more ancient evil beings.
Seven years of war, blood staining the Three Realms, the path of resistance against demons paved with bones has finally reached a tragic and helpless juncture.
More than ten God Emperor who once stood at the pinnacle of all living beings and wielded the laws of their respective regions have perished;
Dozens of God King, who were the backbone of various forces, were annihilated like candles in the wind, their names soon to be forgotten in the blood-red dust;
Even the powerful figures like the Heaven-Shocking Sword Master, the Ancestor Destruction, the Old Dragon King of the Eastern Sea Lesser Heaven Rank, and the Demon Lord of Kunlun, who possessed immense strength and had reached the Lesser Heavenly Realm, were all suffering from depletion of their vital essence, broken demonic bodies, dim demonic cores, and auras that had declined considerably compared to their peak!
The Primordial Great Demon grew fiercer with each battle, and the ominous red hair growing around its body seemed to absorb the endless malevolence and death energy on the battlefield, becoming even denser and more terrifying. The " Darkness of Void " also became increasingly profound and unfathomable after devouring a massive amount of divine and demonic essence.
Destroying it has become an unattainable dream.
Whether it's a full-force attack of the laws, an ancient secret technique specifically designed to subdue demons, or an unparalleled sharpness capable of piercing through the stars.
When something lands on that chaotic demonic body and the " Darkness of Void," the final result is either a futile attempt to provoke an even fiercer counterattack, or to be mercilessly devoured and assimilated by it.
This ferocious creature seems to be the embodiment of "destruction" and "nothingness," and the conventional concept of "killing" seems to lose its meaning when it comes to it.
Hope, faced with absolute power and immortality, was gradually extinguished, until only one thorny, hopeless path remained: the seal!
The opportunity arose when the Primordial Great Demon attempted to forcibly devour the ancient sealing power emanating from a replica of the " Nine Nether Demon-Suppressing Stone Stele," resulting in a brief pause.
Its chaotic instincts seemed to have generated a primal fear and a greedy curiosity towards this law that originated from the ancient times and was specifically designed to target immortal demons.
"Now is the time!"
Without needing to communicate, the remaining strong warriors, relying on the tacit understanding honed in bloody battles, unleashed their power simultaneously!
The replica of the " Nine Nether Demon-Suppressing Stone Stele " presented by Fairy Wuyou, though not the original, was still made by the Wuyou Palace with countless efforts and divine materials, and was engraved with some of the original Dao patterns of the real ancient stone tablet!
At this moment, under the almost sacrificial chanting of Fairy Wuyou and the combined infusion of the primordial divine power of several Lesser Heaven Rank experts, the replica of the stone tablet trembled violently.
The ancient, indistinct runes on the surface lit up one after another, emanating a vast and desolate Daoist aura of absolute "suppression," "isolation," and "tranquility"!
The phantom of the stone tablet instantly expanded, transforming into a projection of a colossal monument reaching to the heavens. Though somewhat illusory, it carried a heavy will that seemed capable of fixing time and space for eternity. It crashed down, suppressing the boiling " Darkness of Void " surrounding the Primordial Great Demon!
"Set up the formation!"
"With mountains and rivers as our foundation, and our essence, blood, and soul as our guide, let us activate the Nine Nether Demon-Locking Great Formation!"
The Old Dragon King of the Eastern Sea let out a desolate dragon roar, and first forced out a few drops of his primordial dragon essence blood, which he sprinkled onto the Human World below.
It is a " Sea Eye Ruins of Return " located deep in the endless sea, a natural node that has devoured all things and suppressed the riots of water elements since ancient times.
Immediately afterwards, the Heaven-Shocking Sword Master pointed his fingers like a sword, and an extremely condensed sword Void cleaved through the void, precisely pointing towards the core of an ancient glacier in the west known as the " Eternal Deathly Silence Icefield," where an extreme chill capable of freezing one's soul was frozen.
With a sinister grin, the Ancestor Destruction slammed his fist into the " Heaven-Burning Fire Prison," a vast, barren land in the south where magma never solidifies, igniting the poisonous fire at the earth's core.
The Demon Lord of Kunlun then activated the ancestral dragon energy of the Mount Kunlun Range, connecting with the power of the earth.
One by one, the surviving God Emperor and God King, regardless of whether they were righteous or demonic, and regardless of their origins, put aside all their prejudices and followed suit, throwing their precious life essence, divine soul imprints, and even the divine materials they carried with them, which contained powerful spiritual energy, into the key nodes of the great formation without hesitation!
Burn! Sacrifice!
They spared no expense!
An unprecedented " Nine Nether Demon-Locking Great Formation," covering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, is being outlined and formed at an astonishing speed!
The array patterns were not carved on the ground, but were directly imprinted in the Void and deep within the earth's veins, echoing the projection of the " Nine Nether Demon-Suppressing Stone Stele "!
"Roar!!!"
The Primordial Great Demon felt an unprecedented sense of constraint and threat. It was not a direct attack, but a suffocating feeling, as if it were sinking into an invisible quagmire and its connection with the outside world was being gradually severed!
It roared madly, its demonic body struggling fiercely, the red fur covering its body standing on end, unleashing terrifying brute force. " Darkness of Void " crashed against the stone tablet phantom and the newly formed array light screen like a black tsunami!
"Click, click,"
The projection of the stone tablet shook violently, and fine cracks appeared on its surface;
The array's Dao patterns flickered erratically, causing the vast landscape to tremble as if it were about to collapse at any moment!
"We can't let it escape! Activate the great formation and force it into the Seventeenth Layer of Hell!"
Blood kept spilling from the corner of the Heaven-Shocking Sword Master's mouth, yet he still used his body as a sword, guiding the boundless sword energy like countless giant hammers, in conjunction with the power of the great formation, to bombard the Primordial Great Demon, pushing it step by step toward the entrance to the terrifying Seventeenth Layer of Hell in the mortal realm, an aura that made people tremble with fear!
The entrance resembled a gigantic maw that devoured everything, with howling winds and countless twisted, vengeful spirits wailed and struggled within. It was a convergence of the most evil thoughts that had been banished and imprisoned here since ancient times!
Finally, in a roar that gathered the last strength of all the surviving powerful beings, and combined the suppression of the stone tablet, the sealing of the great formation, the pushing force of all the powerful forces, and the inertia of the Primordial Great Demon's own struggle, it ended.
That thousand-foot-tall demonic figure, with its unwilling roar and overwhelming demonic energy, was like a meteor falling to earth, or a demon god returning to its nest.
It crashed through the already fragile ancient barrier of the entrance to Hell, and was completely swallowed up by that Eternal darkness and silence!
"Seal up!"
Almost the instant the demonic shadow disappeared, all the powerful figures spat out their essence blood again, burning their remaining source of power to pour all their strength into the " Nine Nether Demon-Locking Great Formation "!
The dazzling divine light and demonic patterns intertwined, like the strongest shackles, layer upon layer imprinting and sealing the entrance to the Seventeenth Layer of Hell, completely sealing it off and isolating it from the outside world!
The entrance to Hell, seemingly forged from countless tormented souls, was sealed tightly by layers upon layers of seals shimmering with divine light and demonic patterns after the Primordial Great Demon fell in!
Countless surviving powerful individuals, disregarding their injuries, once again set up layers upon layers of earth-shattering formations on the outer perimeter, attempting to use the endless death energy and resentment of Hell itself, combined with the power of the grand formations, to slowly erode the essence of this ferocious demon.
However, on the faces of every powerful individual who participated in the sealing, there was no joy of victory, only an overwhelming weariness, sorrow, and deep worry.
They could all clearly sense that in the deep, bottomless depths of Hell, the demon was not dormant, but rather adapting to its new environment.
With its terrifying brute force and " Darkness of Void," it relentlessly and frantically assaulted the seal time and time again!
The demonic howl, filled with violence and hunger, was like a death knell from the deepest hell, constantly piercing through layers of seals and echoing in the sky above the Human World, causing the sun and moon to lose their light, all living beings to tremble, and all those who knew of it to be unable to eat or sleep in peace.
The flames of war Three Realms seemed to have gained a negligible respite thanks to this pyrrhic and temporary imprisonment.
But all those at the top know full well that the real crisis is far from over. It's more like a desperate delay.
Meanwhile, another, more ancient and domineering rage, filled with endless sorrow and destructive desire, finally emerged from the Cause and Effect connections scattered when the Shen Ji fell, which could no longer be concealed even under the cover of the Calamity Qi.
Transcending the barriers of endless time and space, like a primordial beast drawn by the scent of blood, it surges towards the Human World, towards the Seventeenth Layer of Hell, with unstoppable force.