The four meridians of the Primordial Mirror unfolded, illuminating once again the various traces of the six people's past and present, and those transparent spinal tentacles suddenly tightened. An extremely strange tug-of-war was formed between the two sides; the demonic dragon wanted to pull away the six people's "origins," while the Primordial Mirror kept proving that these origins still belonged to them.
One of the tentacles finally gave way and snapped! The first one broke, and gray life marks gushed out from the break. Then came the second, the third, and more and more transparent tentacles. Under the confirmation of the Primordial Mirror, they lost their foundation for continuing to trace back and began to break off one by one from the front.
The Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon's spine trembled violently. It wasn't just its tentacles that broke; those tentacles were extensions of its own spine that it had deliberately torn apart. With each one that broke, the backlash would crash back into the demon dragon along the Fate Immersion pathway.
"Roar--!!!" The demonic dragon let out a furious roar. But this roar was mixed with countless noises: old people cried out, children screamed, women sobbed, strange beasts howled, and countless fragments of consciousness swallowed into the sea of consciousness were making their own sounds through its throat. The entire head of the demonic dragon shook violently.
Those parasitic consciousnesses began to turn around and tear at its main consciousness. Chen Yong knew he couldn't give it a chance to regain its footing. "Everyone, hold the line!" He didn't rush in for close combat rashly.
The Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon before them had entered a distorted state that no one could predict. Approaching rashly would only result in being drawn into the more than 90,000 acupoints again. Chen Yong chose to continue to suppress the advantage of the Primordial Mirror to the very end.
The bronze mirror slowly turned towards the demonic dragon, its surface reflecting it once more. Originally, the Primordial Mirror only confirmed that the demonic dragon "had once existed." Now, however, it reflected the demonic dragon's own decay.
Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine orifices, a broken spine, a parasitic consciousness, tearing its own tail, and seven orifices transforming into vortices. All of these became the true traces of the demonic dragon's existence at this moment. The True Annihilation that the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon relied on most was indistinguishable, and it was once again Primordial Mirror the Primordial Mirror. It could not hide its own distortion back into the layer between truth and falsehood.
All costs must be borne in reality. Crack!!! The primordial crack left by the Primordial Mirror on the chest and abdomen widened again. Gray chaos overflowed from under the membrane, a section of the dragon's spine suddenly broke off, followed by another section. For the first time, the massive body of the demonic dragon lost its stable coiled posture and tilted directly towards the side of the Nine Nether Cold Pool.
Boom!!! The water in the bottomless pool was smashed into a huge wave that blotted out the sky. The dark blue cold water rushed into the clouds. Chen Yong and the other six people stabilized the formation at the same time and blocked the oncoming tide.
When the giant wave subsided, half of the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon's body had sunk into the icy pool, with only its head and forequarters remaining above the water. Almost all of its reverse scales had fallen off, and a semi-transparent membrane covered its entire body, clearly revealing the churning gray chaos within. Its seven orifices took turns transforming into gray vortexes, and most of the transparent tentacles on its spine had broken off, with the remaining tentacles twitching violently.
This time, it was truly severely damaged. And it was even more severely damaged than when the Great Expansion Total Extinction was destroyed, because the Nine Abyss Immersion was based on sacrificing itself. Once its divine power was blocked, all the chaos and life essence that it could not devour would remain in the Demon Dragon's own body.
Chen Yong stood at the center of the formation, his grip on his gun still firm. He could see clearly that the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon was not dead. This ferocious beast, at the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme, still possessed the ability to continue attacking.
However, it has been forced into an increasingly dangerous and increasingly uncontrollable state of distortion, from its initial lofty and almost completely controlling posture of the Nine Nether Cold Pool.
What truly chills the heart is that this is only the first time it has unleashed the Nine Abyss Immersion. If it does it a second time, a third time... Chen Yong stared at the enormous dragon body convulsing in the icy pool, his gaze growing increasingly solemn. He had begun to realize that what might be more troublesome than killing this demonic dragon was that he absolutely could not allow it to continue its transformation.
Above the Nine Nether Cold Pool, the churning, azure tide had not yet completely receded back to the surface. The enormous body of the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon was already half-submerged in the dark blue water. The primal cracks in its chest and abdomen, forcibly driven into reality twice by the Primordial Mirror, were still slowly expanding, and large patches of its reverse scales had already fallen off.
Instead, a translucent membrane clung tightly to the undulating dragon's body, beneath which a gray chaos churned endlessly, and broken tendrils of life dangled into the pool water. Each twitch caused the surrounding water to freeze instantly.
Chen Yong stood in the center of the Six Lives Return to Annihilation True Formation, his eyes never leaving the demonic dragon. He showed no joy at having gained the upper hand earlier, but instead quickly assessed the situation the moment he saw the gray acupoint membranes pulsating again.
After the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon first unleashed the Nine Abyss Immersion, it has already entered a state of distortion. If it is given enough time to recover from the disorder in its Fate Soul essence, this True Annihilation Realm · Supreme Beast will only further transform its own damage into an entrance for the next round of devouring.
Chen Yong had always been cautious in his actions, but when it came to truly ruthless tactics, he never hesitated. He suddenly took half a step forward with his right foot, his gray-black spear held horizontally in front of him, his gaze sweeping over his five companions.
He said in a deep voice, "The five of you guard the formation. Continue to supply the Primordial Mirror with all your Fate Soul essence. Under no circumstances should you sever its anchor to the Demon Dragon's reality. No matter what changes it undergoes next, do not pursue it, and do not leave your position even half a step."
The woman with the sword changed her expression slightly, immediately understanding his meaning, "Senior brother, are you going alone?"
Chen Yong had already raised his right hand, his five fingers slowly tightening along the gun shaft, his expression remaining calm throughout. "It is at its weakest and most dangerous right now. If we don't seal those acupoints now, we may not have another chance when the Nine Abyss Immersion again."
Bronze radiance descended from the sky, pinning the dragon's vacant membranes, fractured bones, and True Annihilation vortexes in its chest and abdomen to a single reality. Chen Yong seized this moment to strike the top of the dragon's head. Instead of directly stabbing at the wound, he abruptly reversed the gray-black spear, driven by his right arm, and the spear's tail fell heavily into the void.
Buzz!!! A dark, ancient seal slowly unfolded from beneath the butt of the spear.
After the first one appeared, the second, third, and fourth appeared one after another along different parts of the demonic dragon's body, extending all the way to the ninth one. The nine ancient seals had no killing edge; their surfaces were only engraved with an extremely ancient lock-shaped Dao mark, while the True Annihilation origin unique to the Annihilation God Clan flowed within them.
After the nine seals responded to each other, thick, gray-black chains emerged from the depths of the void, wrapping around the dragon's head, neck, claws, chest, abdomen, spine, and tail, instantly securing its massive body from nine different directions.
This is a sealing divine power that Chen Yong rarely displays in public—the Nine Luminaries Annihilation Sealing Dragon Heavenly Palace. This move was never intended to slay dragons; it only seals three things—the flow of Fate Soul, the transformation of origin, and the origin of divine power.
Once the Nine Luminaries Suppression Seal is in place, it uses nine layers of True Annihilation Anchor Marks to pin down the nine most critical turning points of the target's origin, preventing the smooth flow of its previous state into the next.
For ordinary cultivators, this would make it difficult to accumulate supernatural powers; for a ferocious creature like the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon, which drives the [Nine Abyss Immersion] through its own mutation, it would be equivalent to forcibly blocking all the acupoints in its body that were about to reopen at the moment of "about to open but not yet opened".
"Seal!" Chen Yong suddenly lowered his arms, and with a clang, all nine gray-black chains snapped straight.
The massive head of the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon was forcibly lowered, and the membranes in its chest and abdomen, which had just begun to swell, suddenly stopped. Thousands of gray acupoints that had just reopened closed on the spot. The demon dragon suddenly raised its head and struggled, causing the pool water to surge up into towering waves, and its thick tail lashed heavily against the surrounding cliffs.
Boom!!! The entire wall of the frosty crystal mountain shook violently, and countless fragments fell into the deep pool.
Chen Yong's feet sank into the void, his body slid forward more than ten feet by the terrifying force transmitted from the suppressing chains, his arm muscles suddenly tensed, and a trace of very faint blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
He was only at the True Annihilation Realm · Peak, and when he faced the physical body and origin of the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme Demonic Dragon head-on, even with the Primordial Mirror anchoring his reality from behind, the difference in cultivation level still truly existed.
But he didn't let go. Instead, he poured his Fate Soul essence into the Nine Luminaries Suppression Seal again. The nine suppressing chains then tightened into the Demon Dragon's aperture membrane, specifically blocking the gray passages that connected to the Nine Nether Dark Ruins.
"You can't do it a second time." Chen Yong stared at the pair of furious, dark blue Azure Dragon eyes, his voice steady. The only response from the demonic dragon was a furious roar already tinged with madness, Awooo--!!! The Nine Nether Cold Pool erupted violently.
The demonic dragon stopped trying to break free of the chains and suddenly tightened its body. Chen Yong's pupils constricted sharply. "Not good!"
The primordial wound on the chest and abdomen of the Nine Nether Dark Ruins Demon Dragon, which had been torn open by the Primordial Mirror, suddenly expanded to both sides. Gray chaos surged wildly from the crack, and section after section of the already damaged dragon spine collapsed on its own. It actually abandoned part of its primordial essence and used its own injury as a new entrance, forcibly bypassing the normal flow of Fate Soul blocked by the Nine Luminaries Suppression Seal.
The first acupoint reopened from inside the wound, then ten, a hundred, ten thousand! The second Nine Abyss Immersion —forced open! Chen Yong's face darkened completely.
"Retreat!"