Wait!

Calm down!

Submerged in so much flesh and blood, Yang An could barely stop himself from taking out the Seal remnant.

However, reason prevailed, forcing him to consider his current predicament and whether he should take such a risk.

Logically, he was now inside the Demon Fiend's physical body. Since his own perception couldn't reach the outside world, it stood to reason that no perception from the outside could get in, either.

In other words, besides the Demon Fiend itself, no one else could perceive his actions.

'The Demon Fiend trapped me inside its flesh, merely restraining me and doing nothing else. Does it not want to kill me? Is it trying to take me away?'

Since he couldn't hear any sound from the outside, Yang An couldn't figure out the Demon Fiend's intentions.

One thing, however, was certain: if Qing Xin couldn't save him, he would be in grave danger unless he took matters into his own hands.

Since both Qing Xin and the Demon Fiend had a Cultivation Level of Zombie God, it was likely that neither could defeat the other quickly.

'Better to rely on myself than on others.' On this matter, Yang An didn't consider Qing Xin to be particularly reliable.

He couldn't pin his hopes for survival on someone else.

'I have to do this myself.'

Having come to this conclusion, after careful deliberation, Yang An took the Seal remnant out from his Meat Burial Talisman.

The cramped space was filled with a greasy, viscous fluid—a copious secretion from the surrounding flesh that was sticky to the touch.

Fortunately, there wasn't a nauseating smell inside.

A silver bead the size of a thumb appeared in Yang An's hand. Within the Seal remnant, the aura of the Earth Spirit Stele grew increasingly potent.

It should have only needed a little more flesh and blood to fully revive the Earth Spirit Stele, but it had been delayed for so long.

'It must be starving, right?'

Yang An activated the Great Brightness Buddha Golden Zen Spell, forming a unique blade from Golden Radiance in his hand. He then slashed violently within the cramped confines of the flesh.

SLOSH!

Instantly, he felt a torrent of foul blood gush from the wound, the stench overwhelming.

Without hesitation, Yang An controlled the Seal remnant and quickly thrust it into the gash.

A powerful suction erupted from the Seal remnant. The surrounding flesh and blood were instantly and uncontrollably drawn into the bead.

BANG!

The Red Fog Demon Fiend once again paid the price of half its body disintegrating to knock Qing Xin back, but Qing Xin quickly charged forward again.

The two collided dozens of times in an instant, and the Red Fog Demon Fiend was forcibly dispersed by Qing Xin.

But at this moment, the Demon Fiend sneered.

"Too slow, too slow! Your Buddha's Son is about to be refined into a Demon Fiend! Hahahaha!"

The moment it finished speaking, a huge cloud of Red Fog erupted from its body, re-forming into a Demon Fiend.

As long as it was alive, the Red Fog was endless.

But to kill it, one must get past the Red Fog.

The more anxious Qing Xin became, the more excited the Demon Fiend grew. It was like a cat toying with a mouse, savoring his powerlessness and mocking him relentlessly.

"No-Self Void Smell, Ten Earth Store Bodhisattvas!"

Qing Xin abruptly pressed his palms together, then slammed them fiercely into the ground.

The next moment, the earth shook violently, and countless bits of earth and stone instantly condensed into a huge cage, trapping the Demon Fiend within.

Spikes erupted from the cage and snapped shut on the Demon Fiend, like a giant pitcher plant closing its maw.

The cage's spikes crisscrossed through the Demon Fiend, drawing torrents of blood. It seemed as though the trapped creature had been skewered completely.

But then, endless streams of Red Fog poured out, once again forming the Demon Fiend's body of flesh and blood.

"It's useless! Hahaha!"

At the sight of this, Qing Xin's breathing grew increasingly ragged.

'This has dragged on for too long. The Demon Fiend is just using the Buddha's Son as bait to keep me busy. It must be trying to stall for reinforcements from other Demon Fiends.'

'In a one-on-one fight, neither of us can win quickly.'

'But if another Zombie God Great Demon Fiend arrives to help it, the tables will turn, and I'll be the one in mortal danger.'

'I can't let this drag on any longer!'

Qing Xin instantly made a decision. He would make one last attempt, and if he still couldn't save the Buddha's Son, he would turn and leave.

'If I keep this up, not only will I fail to save the Buddha's Son, but I'll get dragged down too. It's not worth it.'

'I'll be punished if anything happens to the Buddha's Son, but that's still better than being surrounded and killed by Demon Fiends.'

A fissure slowly split open on his face, which was covered in what looked like interwoven chains. For a fleeting moment, an irregularly shaped fragment was visible within.

Qing Xin's face suddenly split open. Countless tentacles shot out from the opening, enveloping both of his hands.

His already stout arms, swollen from his transformation, expanded once more, emitting a sinister black mist.

Torrents of Scripture Mantras from all over his body surged into his arms.

"No-Self Void Smell, Evil Karma Entanglement!"

Qing Xin's figure vanished. He reappeared in front of the Demon Fiend and violently plunged his two massive arms into its body.

It happened so fast that the Demon Fiend had no time to defend itself with the Red Fog before Qing Xin struck.

In an instant, thick black mist rose from the Demon Fiend's body. It gushed out from its twisted flesh, rapidly corroding its physical form.

Blood and pus flowed madly from its body, as if it were melting.

This was the Power of Rules from the Forbidden Artifact Fragment.