The Sword of Avici, which had always been plunged into Mount Qin, seemed to sense something, and began to shoot out streaks of sharp sword energy. The two streams of energy intersected again, unleashing an immense, crushing power once more...

"Rumble..." Thunderous sounds echoed incessantly. Mount Qin, unchanged for tens of thousands of years, now showed creeping fissures. Stone after stone tumbled from the peak, crashing onto the ground below. The earth began to shake with deep rumbling, and the very sky appeared torn open, revealing streaks of void and unleashing countless waves of powerful spatial energy...

Dugu Ba Chen, still hurtling backward through the air, watched the solid Mount Qin begin to shatter, despair clouding his eyes. Was the great tribulation of humanity truly about to arrive? The power within him was nearly depleted, his body almost completely broken. He was sustaining his last breath purely on a thread of Yuan Li—how could he possibly stop this now?

Even at his peak strength, he would have been helpless in this situation. After all, this was a seal laid down by Fuxi; how could he possibly possess the might to challenge it?

Just as Dugu Ba Chen resigned himself to death, a beam of black light shot out from a fissure in Mount Qin, instantly enveloping him and pulling him inside.

At that moment, a silver radiance flared in the distant horizon, followed by the sudden appearance of Ye Jingyu and the others at the scene. Seeing Mount Qin disintegrating and the broken form of Yu Luosha, Ye Jingyu’s eyes instantly turned blood-red. Had he lost his Master yet again?

"Yuan..." A roar tore from Ye Jingyu’s throat. He was certain that his Master had been slain by that wretch.

Facing Ye Jingyu’s furious cry, Yuan merely offered a cold smile. "You are Ye Jingyu, correct? You are a worthy opponent, but you are not my match right now. Let us meet again another time!" With that, Yuan’s form dissolved into a streak of light, shooting directly into the abyss.

Breaking the seal was far from simple. To allow the Yuantu Sword to unleash its full power, he had expended nearly ninety percent of his strength. In his current combat form, what little energy remained was insufficient to contend with Ye Jingyu.

Now that the seal was fractured, there was no possibility of repair. Soon, his kin would arrive in this realm, allowing him to deploy his own peak combat strength. Why waste time struggling here with this boy?

Yuan vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye, even as the void continued to shatter around them.

Seeing Yuan flee directly into the abyss, Ye Jingyu’s rage became unbearable. He glanced at Liang Xiaoke and the others beside him, then turned and plunged in after him...

What was an abyss? Was there anything he should fear? Luo Ruofeng possessed the Shanhe Sheji Tu (Rivers and Mountains Map). If anything truly went wrong, they could simply hide within it; he had no need to worry.

Seeing Ye Jingyu disappear, Liang Xiaoke and the others followed without a second thought. Thus, everyone accompanying Ye Jingyu—save for Xue Wuqing, who had gone toward the Panbulasi Great Grassland—including Jiu Feng, Hu Yanqi, Hu Yanmeng, and Liang Xiaoke, all rushed into the abyss.

Moments after their figures vanished into the chasm, a figure bathed in gold, yet exuding potent killing intent, appeared on the scene. Gazing at Ye Jingyu and the others who had charged in, he shook his head, letting out a heavy sigh before his body shimmered, and he too plunged into the depths...

The void continued to fracture, Mount Qin kept collapsing, and the maw of the abyss widened further. Then, two more figures materialized at the location.

One was a man with long, silver hair—it was Jin Lisi Jun, who had now ascended to the rank of Demon Emperor. The other was none other than Gui Jianchou.

"How does it feel to watch your grandmaster get killed?" Jin Lisi Jun murmured, gazing at the fracturing Mount Qin. In his hand, he held the book he had traded from Yuan, a hint of mockery flickering across his face.

"What feeling could there be? It was a waste of all his vital essence!" Gui Jianchou replied coldly. Perhaps due to the drop of Rakshasa blood within him, his temperament was growing increasingly frigid.

"Heh heh, the Rakshasa bloodline. Truly cold and merciless. Since you care so much about his essence and blood, allow me to help you before it completely dissipates. How much you can absorb is up to you!" Jin Lisi Jun said with a smile.

"You have a way?" Gui Jianchou was momentarily stunned. He had reached the Martial Venerable realm. If he could absorb the essence of Yu Luosha, it would be enough to elevate him to the Late Martial Venerable stage; even if he couldn't absorb it all, it should at least suffice to reach the Middle stage.

"Heh heh, of course, I have a way. Watch this!" Jin Lisi Jun chuckled lightly, then flipped through the book in his hand. Immediately, streams of golden light poured out. The scattered ambient energy began to slowly coalesce. Moreover, even the shadowy, obscure energies within the space were being drawn in.

Seeing this energy gather, Gui Jianchou was overjoyed. He carried a drop of Rakshasa blood, a lineage that, besides granting immense power, had bestowed upon him a new innate talent: Devour.

This was a talent even Yu Luosha had not manifested—an ancient gift of the Rakshasa clan. With this power, he could endlessly consume other energies to enhance his cultivation. The more he devoured, the stronger he became; this was infinitely faster than arduous training.

Watching Gui Jianchou ceaselessly absorb the energy, feeling his strength climb, and noting how he even consumed the obscure energies, Jin Lisi Jun’s smile grew broader.

The Demon Race was about to arrive, and chaos would soon engulf both the Human and Demonic Realms. Maximizing his personal gain was all he pursued.

The Demonic Abyss: the legendary space where demons resided after being driven out of the Demon Realm. In everyone’s imagination, this place should be extremely hostile, even more terrifying and filthy than hell. Yet, when Ye Jingyu and the others plunged in, they discovered it was nothing like what they had imagined. At the very least, it was not pitch black; at the very least, it was not a filthy garbage heap; at the very least, there was air they could breathe...