Two Moves to Slay the Innate Blood Demon

As his voice fell, heaven and earth suddenly sank into deathly silence.

The sea of blood lay utterly still, the myriad spirits were silent as cicadas in winter, and even the foul wind that had permeated the ages froze solid at that very moment.

"Who?!"

The Three Great Devil Lords' expressions changed drastically, and a bone-chilling cold shot from their spines straight to the crown of their heads!

Someone had actually infiltrated the Nine Nether silently and arrived right under their noses—this was simply Arabian Nights, yet it had happened all the same.

The Asura King was the first to recover. That calm voice was like a key, violently opening the door to the depths of his memories.

His pupils contracted, and he turned toward the void, roaring hoarsely, "Be careful, it's the Primordial Chaos Dao Lord!!!"

Yet it was already too late.

Although his reaction had been pushed to the absolute limit, the moment Shen Yun chose to reveal himself, it meant everything had already been settled.

"Ten Directions Nirvana Great Formation, arise!"

From the depths of the void, a voice resounded like a heavenly edict descending, Words Become Law.

Boom!

Centered on where the three devils stood, tens of millions of gray-white cracks burst forth, winding through the void like dragons and snakes. They were none other than the legendary Immortal Formation Runes.

In the blink of an eye, the formation patterns filling the sky frantically interwove, transforming into a vast net that covered the sky as it rapidly contracted.

The sea of blood withered the instant it was touched. Wrathful Spirits and ghosts scattered upon contact. Even the eternally dim light of heaven was ruthlessly devoured, transforming into a stretch of absolute nothingness—

Death Domain.

"A Ninth-Rank Immortal Formation?!"

At the sight before him, the eight wings