He must ensure that Zong Yue meets his end within this Demon Sect relic.

However, just as he spoke, he suddenly noticed Qiu Taoguang in the distance furrowing his brows and casting a cold, bloodthirsty gaze at him, causing him to shiver violently. He quickly lowered his head deeply, keeping silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to utter another word.

"When this Daoist Monarch acts, the thing I detest most is others pointing fingers from the side. In recognition of your recent contribution, if it happens again, hmph!"

The rebuke terrified Du Yun, and the three of them turned ashen-faced while Qiu Taoguang retracted his icy gaze, then turned his attention towards Zong Yue's escape route.

"During the previous battle, Mind Difficulty and Soul Difficulty have already infiltrated Zong Yue's sea of consciousness. This time, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, do not expect to escape from the palm of this Daoist Monarch!"

With a sneer curling his lips, evil qi enveloped Qiu Taoguang, who raised his hand to tear space, stepping into it with one stride.

"You all should first go to the original spot where Zong Yue paused and slaughter all the remaining True Inheritors and Elders. Then, wait for news from Heavenly Phoenix there."

...

Within the inner circle of the Demon Sect relic, a fierce battle had raged for days, smoke and flames billowing everywhere, leaving ruins and devastation in its wake.

People from the Eight Great Sects fought separately, and under the relentless search and slaughter by the Demon Sect and Demon Race, the losses were incredibly severe.

Survivors fled east and hid west, filled with fear and unable to find peace during the day, as hope for turning the tables vanished, leaving in their hearts a feeling of endless despair.

Staying in the Demon Sect relic meant that sooner or later, they would be found by the Demon Sect and Demon Race and slaughtered until nothing remained.

But even wanting to leave, they could not escape ambush and pursuit.

No matter what choice was made, it seemed they were trapped in a situation destined for death.

In the southwest direction of the relic, several streaks of light flashed across the sky, revealing an aura of decay, as True Inheritors and Elders of the Hidden Sword Sect, wearing their sect uniforms, hurriedly flew away amid flowing clouds.

Every now and then, they glanced back, their eyes filled with terror and panic.

At this moment, not far behind them, several figures overflowing with evil qi pursued relentlessly, their killing intent almost tangible, locking onto their targets from afar.

The leader, draped in a blood robe, exuded majestic and overwhelming presence, a newly ascended Daoist Monarch of Vientiane Realm from the Demon Sect!

But for those of Hidden Sword Sect's side, none had successfully broken through to the Vientiane Realm, all remaining at the Nirvana Realm Peak, with everyone injured and in a weakened state, making the disparity clear at a glance.

In this moment, all they could do was flee desperately, yet also knew they were merely delaying their inevitable deaths.

As the Hidden Sword Sect members' pace gradually slowed, the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch's face immediately twisted with a sinister expression, laughing loudly:

"It seems you truly have no contingency left."

"Letting you escape for so long, it's time to close the net. Otherwise, with your trivial skills, how could you have fled so far?"

Before finishing his sentence, his eyes turned sharp, and the evil qi around him surged like tides. As his form shimmered, it suddenly grew indistinct.

"Watch out!"

Upon sensing this, one Hidden Sword Sect Elder's face immediately showed horror, shouting a warning to his comrades.

However, as soon as his voice echoed, the space at their side and rear rippled violently with the appearance of the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch. A giant hand, enveloped in the immense power of Great Dao, tore through the void, emanating terrifying waves of power, furiously slapping down toward the Hidden Sword Sect members.

Bang!

A Hidden Sword Sect True Inheritor was unable to dodge and was struck directly by the evil qi hand seal. His body instantly twisted into a bizarre spiral shape, like xuan paper distorted by an invisible hand, breaking apart inch by inch.

As blood mist exploded, shattered ribs with charred marks flew in all directions, and the rich scent of blood drifted on the wind, pervading the surroundings.

This True Inheritor, renowned within the Hidden Sword Sect and carrying great expectations, had the potential to become a leader of a peak, but today... his soul itself was annihilated, lost forever.

This ghastly scene thoroughly intimidated the Hidden Sword Sect's True Inheritors and Elders.

The three remaining members stared wide-eyed, nearly in a daze, at the two thick, roiling blood mists, their faces pale and their hearts shaken to the core.

In the blood's gleam, the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch grinned like a ghoul, enjoying the looks of despair on the Hidden Sword Sect members' faces, trapped within his grasp. He then raised his hand and clenched heavily toward them.

Evil qi gathered madly, like dragons, surging forward.

But just as the fierce attack was about to engulf the Hidden Sword Sect members, a sudden change occurred across heaven and earth.

Boom!

A thunderous roar erupted abruptly from the void, deep space collapsing and cracking open, with black fissures torn apart by immense force. Several figures exuding stable auras emerged from them.

The leading figure was tall and straight, his dark robe fluttered in the wind, as Vientiane Realm's oppressive force swept across, overwhelming the atmosphere.

"Go!"

With a cold shout, the newcomer merely flicked his fingers, and an immense Primordial Power rushed forth, trapping the dragon-shaped evil qi, crushing and extinguishing it immediately!

"Who?!"

The attack was interrupted, causing the Demon Sect's Blood Robe Daoist Monarch to be startled, raising his eyes toward the suddenly appeared figures, meeting a bland gaze.

"You, you are..."

As their eyes met, the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch, an old monster in the Demon Sect now ascended to Vientiane Realm, felt a sudden, inexplicable fear, his expression drastically changed.

Although he did not recognize the young man clad in dark robes with a calm demeanor at the forefront, he was not unfamiliar with the others accompanying him.

The newcomers were none other than Lu Chong and others from True Martial Sect.

Given this, the identity of the leading young man was clear.

Among True Martial Sect's True Inheritors, only one held a position subtly above Lu Chong!

Jiang Shu!

Jiang Taixuan!

This Jiang Shu had also ascended to Vientiane Realm!

Recognizing Jiang Shu's identity at a glance, the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch's eyes bulged, and without further hesitation, he quickly retreated, with intent to flee directly.

Lu Chong, the Daoist Monarch Dayuan alone, was already beyond his capability, and now with Daoist Monarch Taixuan Jiang Shu added, he understood well that staying here meant certain death.

"Damn it! How could Jiang Taixuan and Lu Chong from True Martial Sect suddenly appear here? Wasn't Lord Heavenly Phoenix already leading people to encircle and kill them?!"

"Could it be, could it be that Lord Heavenly Phoenix has died at the hands of Jiang Taixuan?!"

As this thought emerged in his mind, a deep shock spread in the sinister eyes of the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch.

Lord Heavenly Phoenix's power far exceeded his own, especially considering the rumored assistance from Daoist Monarch Black Soul of their Demon Sect. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"No way! This news is too critical. After escaping, I must immediately report this to Daoist Monarch of Great Disaster to prepare early."

In nearly an instant, he made up his mind, unleashing all remaining Primordial Power in him to hasten his escape from this place.

However, at this moment, Jiang Shu, standing in the void, began to act.

Raising his hand, spreading five fingers toward the blood robe flitting through the air, he abruptly clenched.

The Power of Great Dao quaked, and an exceedingly potent suction burst forth from his right palm, accompanied by surging Primordial Power, sweeping toward the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch.

In an instant, he felt as if all the surrounding space had solidified, creating tremendous resistance, and his speed of escape suddenly plummeted.

Next, before he could respond, the mighty Primordial Power descended, breaking through the evil qi shield surrounding him, and striking directly at his body!

Plop!

Under the impact of the Primordial Power, the Blood Robe Daoist Monarch felt like he had been struck by lightning, his form shaking violently, and he spat out a mouthful of scalding blood, the once profound and fierce aura now plunged into feebleness.

The suction exploded completely, as if an invisible hand dragged the blood robe's body, slowly pulling him back towards Jiang Shu.

With the Blood Great Dao hanging above him, regardless of how hard he struggled and exerted the Power of Great Dao to its fullest, it was futile, unable to break free from the restraints.

Despite being of the Vientiane Realm, at this moment, he seemed nothing more than an ant.

He could only watch helplessly as he was drawn closer to Jiang Shu by the second, his blood eyes blossoming with extreme fear.