The fleshy buds and demonic energy ties that had just sprouted between the enormous head and the growing neck, resembling blood-red vines, were silently severed at the root, as if they had never been connected at all!
The head let out a silent scream originating from the soul level, and once again completely separated from the torso. The soul fire in the eye sockets flickered violently, almost going out!
The two arms, which had been mostly reattached and whose claws were almost touching, were cleanly severed at the shoulder blades.
Like disassembled puppet parts, they drooped and separated helplessly, their claws grasping at Void in vain, unable to touch each other any longer.
The connection between the massive torso and the legs that were being reconstructed was also smoothly separated by the invisible sword blade, as if an invisible chasm had suddenly formed, blocking everything.
Even the last, most resilient, and most fundamental thread of law connecting the pulsating chaotic battle spirit and the remains below snapped completely with a soft, discordant sound, like a broken string, as the sword light swept past!
The Primordial Great Demon's demonic body, which had just begun to reconstruct and reveal its ferocious beginnings, was precisely, thoroughly, and completely re-divided into six independent parts by this sword strike containing the supreme principle of "separation":
Head, torso, left arm, right arm, left leg, right leg!
They were like disassembled building blocks, suspended in the shattered Void, still emanating an unsettling and ominous demonic aura.
However, the mysterious connection between them has been temporarily severed, and the reorganization has been interrupted!
"Fellow Daoists, the time has come! Help me to permanently suppress it in all directions, thus eliminating future troubles!"
The Fairy Wuyou suppressed the tremor in her soul caused by witnessing the "separation" sword strike, and shouted out in a clear voice.
Her jade-like hands moved swiftly, forming countless profound and complex immortal seals. The originally dim seven-colored rainbow around her began to swirl again, though it was no longer as dazzling as in its heyday.
Yet it carries the pure and resilient sealing magic inherited from the ancient Wuyou Palace, like the Weaver Girl weaving, beginning to outline the foundation of the seal.
No further words were needed. All the remaining powerful individuals, regardless of their righteous or demonic origins or past grudges, clearly recognized at this moment that this was the final step to end this catastrophe.
Ancestor Destruction sneered and struck out with both palms. Countless dark demonic patterns containing the true meaning of "Destruction" surged out as if they were alive.
It was not for destruction, but to construct the most solid imprisonment cage, to integrate into the forming sealing system;
The Old Dragon King of the Eastern Sea let out a desolate dragon roar, forcing out several drops of his essence blood containing the origin of his ancient dragon race. As the dragon essence left his body, it transformed into countless golden chains of law, covered with ancient dragon patterns, which rustled and wrapped around the separated demonic body parts.
The Demon Lord of Kunlun manifested part of his ancient demon form, triggering the primordial demonic runes engraved deep within his bloodline. One by one, demonic runes exuding a vast and savage aura flew out, merging into the seal and constructing a natural repulsion field against the undying demonic nature;
Even those few remaining God Emperor who could still mobilize a trace of divine power did not hesitate to contribute their last divine power and their understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.
They transformed into beams of divine light of various colors and attributes, merging into this grand sealing project that gathered the strongest remaining power of the world.
It combines the remaining power of all the strong individuals present, supplemented by a Fairy Wuyou, to create a vast and arduous ultimate seal aimed at eliminating future troubles.
At the entrance to the Seventeenth Layer of Hell, a symbol of death and end, the proceedings unfolded in earnest.
The light was dazzling, the runes were like a sea, and the laws were intertwined, as if to redefine this space.
Finally, after another round of grueling exploitation, the sealing plan—a veritable extermination scheme—targeting the remnants of the Primordial Great Demon and its undying battle spirit, was implemented step by step:
Its head was wrapped in layers upon layers of ancient restrictions that absorbed the death energy of the very source of Hell, as if it were shackled with invisible chains, and was finally smashed into the deepest part of the Seventeenth Layer of Hell.
The bottom of the legendary " Avici Demon Abyss," where even the lingering resentment of demons and gods can be obliterated.
That place is the source of resentment and death, where endless agonizing cries and despairing will transform into an Eternal millstone, washing away and eroding its demonic thoughts day and night, causing it to be forever trapped in the Bitter Sea it has created, never to be freed.
Its arms were each imbued with different sealing spells; the left arm was shrouded in annihilation runes, while the right arm was bound with dragon king chains.
Then he was forcibly thrown into the Western Heaven Realm, into the depths of that demonic land that it had personally turned into a wasteland, which still exudes a strong aura of destruction.
By combining fragments of the laws of light from the Western Heaven Realm with the profound despair and deathly aura accumulated in that land, a strange balance and imprisonment are formed.
Like placing a venomous snake in cold amber, slowly dulling the vitality of its demonic arm.
Its legs were suppressed in the core of the earth veins of " The Ancient Ravine of Fallen Gods," a famous ancient battlefield in the Eastern Heaven Realm that has existed since the Mythological Era and has witnessed the fall of countless gods and Mighty Figure.
The lingering fighting spirit and murderous aura left over from the ancient battlefield, combined with the righteous energy existing between heaven and earth in the Eastern Land, together form a natural, slowly rotating millstone of heaven and earth.
One righteous, one evil; one yin, one yang; constantly grinding and purifying the violent power and deep-seated malevolence contained within its demonic legs.
Its main body was forcibly torn open by several powerful beings using divine power, creating a fragile spatial node at the edge of the Human World and banishing it to a newly opened dimensional rift isolated from all known world coordinates.
Like a ghost ship exiled without oars or sails, drifting aimlessly in that Eternal void and chaos where even time seems to stand still, completely cut off from any possibility of drawing energy from the outside world to restore its vitality.
The most crucial and troublesome Chaos Undying Battle Soul was dealt with personally by the Mad Demon, who possessed the strongest power and the deepest understanding of the Dao of Space Restriction and Destruction.
He let out a low roar, and countless fine, dark red lines resembling blood vessels appeared on his arms as he unleashed his ultimate, Heavenly God, "Forbidden Void - Eternal Imprisonment of Demonic Source!"
He forcefully extracted the chaotic battle spirit, which was still roaring and struggling wildly even after being separated, from the remnants, sparing no expense to use his precious life essence and primordial laws as a catalyst.
It transformed into countless thin, yet indestructible, dark red chains, wrapping and compressing it layer by layer, ultimately forming a constantly trembling dark crystal.
Then, he suddenly hurled it into the deepest part of the chaotic starry sky beyond the heavens, where the " Domain of Absolute Return to the Ruins " existed, a place that even Heaven Rank experts found extremely difficult to find and were unwilling to easily set foot in.
An ultimate prison where even concepts and existence themselves are gradually diluted and forgotten.
After doing all this, even though he was as powerful as Mad Demon, his originally domineering aura, which seemed capable of Heaven-Opening, weakened slightly, and his face even showed a rare trace of undisguised fatigue and paleness.
He glanced deeply and complexly at the direction of the starry sky where the dark crystal had disappeared. The madness in his crimson eyes faded slightly, revealing an indescribable emotion.
There was a hollow sense of relief at having avenged a great enemy, and a profound grief and remembrance of the Shen Ji's fall.
There was also a deep-seated fear in his heart of this chaotic battle spirit, which was indestructible for eternity and whose very existence was almost a "natural disaster," a fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit.
He didn't linger, and didn't even exchange glances or thoughts with the people outside who could barely be considered "collaborators," but simply let out a cold snort with an ambiguous meaning.
With a single step, his figure faded and disappeared into the Void like ink dropped into water, vanishing without a trace, as if his arrival was solely for the purpose of completing this final act of revenge and destruction.
The Primordial Great Demon Calamity of Primordial Beginning, which lasted for more than ten years, engulfed the heavens, the human realm, and the western Three Realms, causing the deaths of hundreds of millions of people, the extinction of countless civilizations, and even shaking the very foundations of the world.
Finally, it came to an end with such a tragic and extreme conclusion.