More phantom images of the Fallen Seraphim surged out from Lucifer’s Heart, descending one after another onto Clifford’s stumbling form. Strange inscriptions began to appear on their foreheads, and their Bloodline Battle Forms started to shift once again.

The odd Battle-Heart on Mu Ne Zhen Ce’s forehead glowed intensely, and his spiritual power began to climb yet again. The Fallen Seraphim bloodline was naturally preeminent in dual cultivation between combat and demonic arts; at this moment, all those magical cultivation experiences became his sustenance.

An immense surge of essence poured violently out of Lucifer’s Heart. In an instant, a full fifty percent rushed out. The Demon Artifact grasping the essence of Lucifer’s Heart seemed to reach its breaking point; fine cracks began to spiderweb across the metallic claws, and blinding light spewed out from the fissures.

“Steal from this Crown Prince! Die!” In the woods, savage fighting spirit and killing intent erupted simultaneously. Qian Jin felt a figure and immense power rapidly approaching from behind, seemingly about to smash into his spine and shatter it completely in the next breath.

Absorb more? No time! Qian Jin’s eyes snapped open, and his body flickered ten meters away. A massive crater had formed where he had been sitting cross-legged, sending soil and weeds shooting into the air. A thunderous roar was quickly absorbed and swallowed by the surrounding great trees.

Instant Movement Soul Domain!

At the most critical juncture, Duan Feng Bu Er directly activated the Instant Movement Soul Domain, relocating everyone ten meters away. All of them had their hands on Lucifer’s Heart; through this sacred artifact, they were temporarily unified. A single Instant Movement Soul Domain shifted them all out of harm’s way.

“Hmm? What’s this?” A savage glint flashed across Lucifer Sairigg’s eyes: “They actually dodged it? Interesting! But let’s see how many times you can manage that!” As top-tier Battle Souls entered his body, Lucifer Sairigg’s strength instantly surged to a true demigod state.

At this moment! The Demon Prince erupted with his true power! The Demon Prince, long rumored by the outside world to be trash, possessed demigod strength all along.

“This Prince has been here for ages! The only reason I didn’t act was to see if your Demon Artifact was truly effective.” Lucifer Sairigg’s body shimmered, leaving behind only an afterimage where he stood. His body instantly appeared before Qian Jin and the others, his five fingers opening in a grasp that crushed the air as he clawed downward.

For a moment, everyone seated on the ground felt as if this grasp was meant to seize their very heads; everything in the heavens and earth seemed to be completely enveloped by that enormous hand.

The nascent form of Duan Feng Bu Er’s Soul Domain flashed again, and everyone vanished into thin air once more. Simultaneously, Lucifer Sairigg’s voice rang out: “Teleportation? So what if it’s a ten-meter teleport? This Prince could have entered the Saint realm long ago, but I delayed it specifically to extract the core essence, allowing me to break through to the true peak in one go. Did that Seventh Brat really think I didn't know his petty tricks?”

The moment their bodies reappeared ten meters away, everyone realized the enveloping hand above their heads had not vanished!

Ten meters—for Lucifer Sairigg’s speed, that was a distance instantly bridgeable. It was sufficient for a sneak attack in combat, but when used for evasion? That speed offered no effect!

“Retreat!” There was no time to reclaim Lucifer’s Heart, no time to do anything, not even time to resist! Having absorbed a large amount of experience, Qian Jin understood that the power unleashed by this strike was something they could not block. A great roar tore from his throat.

Without hesitation, the group decisively released Lucifer’s Heart and flew backward at high speed. Qian Jin sank his knees, fully deploying his Violent Soul Domain with two Ultra-Phantom Souls attached, unleashing the Myriad Shadow technique! In short-distance travel, his speed actually surpassed instant movement. His left hand clutched Lucifer’s Heart while his right fist brought down the Eighteen Summit Hammers from behind Sairigg.

Sairigg did not turn his head, acting as if he hadn't seen Qian Jin’s punch. His toes, heels, ankles, and knees—multiple points of leverage—fired simultaneously as his body lunged toward Lucifer Liushui. His great hand once again spread wide and slammed down.

In that instant, Sairigg broke free of Qian Jin’s attack range, employing the tactic of forcing the enemy to save themselves, thus turning a passive situation into an active advantage.

As long as he could seize one of them, he could control the situation! Sairigg understood clearly: after observing for so long, these opponents were extremely loyal to one another, and their Demon Artifact was indeed functional, capable of extracting the essence rather than being a fake used to lure him.

What did it matter if only a few parts of the essence were absorbed? Sairigg was confident that with his own aptitude, taking the remaining essence would allow him to slay the Great Demon King and become the new ruler.

“Lucifer Zhifeng! This Lucifer’s Heart is yours!” Qian Jin’s punch missed, but he didn’t pursue Sairigg. With a flick of his wrist, he tossed Lucifer’s Heart toward the more deeply hidden dual-blooded Martial Artist, Lucifer Zhifeng!

Having just absorbed the benefits of Lucifer’s Heart with his entire being, Qian Jin’s five senses had dropped to an unprecedented low. Entering a combat state, the keen observation of a top-tier sharpshooter instantly spotted Lucifer Zhifeng, who had been hidden, planning to emerge at the end to reap the benefits.

Lucifer’s Heart soared through the air, its powerful passage through the atmosphere displacing surrounding air with a resounding war-drum noise, heading straight for Lucifer Zhifeng perched in the treetops.

“Despicable!” Lucifer Zhifeng cursed aloud, forced to reveal himself to catch the flying Lucifer’s Heart!

“Seventh Prince, can you still bear to watch?” Qian Jin let out a long cry and threw a dagger backward in the opposite direction.

“Good eyesight!” Lucifer Zhenshi roared, charging out from the woods. His body dodged sideways to avoid the sneak-attack dagger, flying straight toward the airborne Lucifer’s Heart.

“You’re courting death! That is this Crown Prince’s!”

Lucifer Sairigg couldn’t bother killing Lucifer Liushui anymore; killing her now would be useless. His wings flipped in the air, changing his trajectory. Two destructive rays shot from his pupils, targeting the other two Fallen Seraphim bloodline Martial Artists. With a sweep of his hand, he reached for Lucifer’s Heart in the air.

“Eighth Prince! This one’s for you!” Qian Jin flicked his wrist, tossing the Demon Artifact that had been absorbing Lucifer’s Heart away as well. His body shifted, charging toward Duan Feng Bu Er and the others: “Go!” The strongest young generation of the Lucifer Royal Family was almost entirely present. Qian Jin realized he had underestimated the younger generation of the Lucifer clan; they were all patient, and every one of them was an excellent hunter.

On the ground of the Fallen City, he had no chance of engaging them further.

The benefits of Lucifer’s Heart weren’t immediately apparent upon entering the body; it required time to digest, absorb, and consolidate before its advantages gradually manifested.

If he had truly digested and absorbed the benefits, Qian Jin was confident he could contend with the current Lucifer Sairigg, but he hadn't fully processed it yet.

As for who would end up with Lucifer’s Heart, Qian Jin frankly had little interest in knowing. Only five percent of the essence remained in that sacred artifact, and the Demon Artifact could only extract about one more percent before shattering. Moreover, besides himself, he doubted any Inscription Master could repair it or create another one like it.

The only solace was that the Demon race had been too clever over the years, resulting in an unspoken balance among them. If he had faced only the Seventh Prince, or only the Crown Prince or Eighth Prince, escaping might have become extremely difficult.

Lucifer’s Heart, and the Demon Artifact absorbing its power!

The two treasures flew toward different directions and different princes.

As the Eighth Prince moved at high speed, he snatched the Demon Artifact, but then his wings pivoted, overtaking the Crown Prince to charge toward Lucifer’s Heart, which had not yet truly fallen into the’s hands.

Duan Feng Bu Er and the others now realized this was their only chance to escape. Without hesitation, they exerted their full strength and sprinted in the opposite direction. Qian Jin whirled in mid-air, nocking and drawing his bow, releasing three top-tier archery shots that tore through the air, sending sparks flying as the metal scraped against the atmosphere in the darkness.

The three long arrows transformed into three true meteors. Two arrows forced the Eighth Prince and the Crown Prince to pull back. Aided by the Violent Domain, the formidable arrows could even injure these two apex powerhouses.

The arrows might not kill them, but they were enough to wound them! In this state, neither side dared to sustain an injury, as injury meant opportunity for the other.

The moment the two young powerhouses retracted their attacks, the third arrow struck Lucifer’s Heart directly. The speed of the formidable arrow was indescribably fast. The instant the arrowhead collided with Lucifer’s Heart, the entire shaft bent, appearing like a crescent moon under immense opposing forces.

Bang! The arrow completely shattered in the next moment, even the Soldier-grade arrowhead disintegrated. The impact at the center immediately kicked up a visible minor storm, tearing countless leaves into fragments. Green fluid splashed outward. The powerful impact projection hurled Lucifer’s Heart higher into the sky and farther away.

If one stood on the ground and looked up, seeing the dazzling Lucifer’s Heart shining brilliantly, they might mistake it for two moons in the sky—and this second moon was moving far too fast.

The gazes of all four Fallen Seraphim bloodline Martial Artists were drawn to Lucifer’s Heart. They ignored Qian Jin and the others entirely, leaping up to pursue it.

“Your Highness the Crown Prince! The Eighth’s strength still surpasses both of ours…”

“No problem! We will join forces to seize it, and only then shall we settle our score.”

“Eighth Brother, I only ask that you swear by the Demon God to grant me one-tenth of the essence and promise not to harm me, and I will assist you in capturing Lucifer’s Heart.”

“I, Lucifer Xingchen, am the Son of the Stars! Do I require assistance from others? Lucifer’s Heart will surely belong to this Prince!”