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Amidst a piercing shriek, the ghostly-blue Talisman Seal shattered!

The nine ghostly-blue pillars of light dimmed abruptly!

The crack at the well’s mouth sealed shut in an instant as the foul liquid churned anew, submerging all traces.

Only the ancient draconic script at the platform’s edge flickered rapidly for several breaths before slowly resuming its original, rhythmic pulse.

The Dragon Monarch stood his ground, gazing at the Celestial Demon Well that had returned to "calm." A dark light swirled in his narrow eyes.

"Blood Demon... Nether Spring..."

He muttered to himself, his voice drifting across the deathly silent shores of the Returning Ruins:

"I hope you can truly make it out of there alive."

...

「Inside the Celestial Demon Well.」

There was no up or down, no north, south, east, or west. No light, no darkness.

Nether Spring felt as if he had plunged into a boiling stew brewed from every negative emotion and twisted concept in existence.

"Heh..."

A low laugh rumbled in his throat. It was not one of pain, but... excitement.

The Blood Sea around him erupted of its own accord. A hundred-zhang wave of blood surged outward, transforming into a dark red domain that enveloped his body, forcibly repelling, neutralizing, and even... devouring the surging filth.

The Blood Sea rejoiced.

It sensed a "power" from the same source, but of a higher order.

Just as Nether Spring stabilized his body and tried to perceive his surroundings within the well—

The eternal turbidity ahead suddenly began to "squirm."

Ink-black, humanoid yet not-quite-human phantoms slowly "precipitated" out of the murk.

They looked almost identical to a [Blood God Child].

One was just pitch-black, the other blood-red.

Celestial Demons!

They sensed the aura of the Blood Sea—an aura that was equally foul, yet carried the delicious scent of vibrant "life" and "will."

"Ssssss..."

A silent ripple of thought pulsed outward, brimming with greed and hunger.

The next moment, hundreds, thousands of the pitch-black phantoms lunged crazily toward Nether Spring, like a shiver of sharks that had smelled blood!

The turbid fluid churned in their wake, forming one foul vortex after another.

A brilliant, gold-and-red light erupted from within Nether Spring’s blood-red pupils!

Far from being afraid, he revealed a savage grin that bordered on madness!

"Excellent!"

He stomped down hard!

"BOOM—!!!"

The hundred-zhang Blood Sea behind him erupted into a violent boil, as if struck by a billion bolts of lightning!

Viscous blood surged skyward, forming nine massive, dragon-like columns of blood that, with Nether Spring at their center, blasted out in all directions!

Wherever the blood flowed, it rapidly condensed and transformed, creating countless intricate and precise Array Patterns that shimmered with a dark red light!

Like living things, the Array Patterns grew, spread, and intertwined. In the blink of an eye, a blood-red Array Map, so complex it was dizzying to behold and covering a thousand-li radius, had unfolded beneath Nether Spring’s feet!

Within the Array Map, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine core nodes lit up at once!

Each node corresponded to a Blood God Child already integrated into the array!

"ROAR—!!!"

In that instant, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Blood God Children were no longer separate individuals, but were perfectly joined into a single whole by the Array Map!

What erupted was no longer mere bloodlust and brutality.

Instead, it was a boundless, far grander killing intent—one that seemed capable of refining Heaven and Earth and re-establishing the divide between purity and turbidity!

This killing intent congealed into substance, becoming a dark-red gale that howled and swept through the Array Domain!

As the gale swept over the lunging, pitch-black phantoms of malice, they emitted a SIZZLING sound of dissolution. Their forms disintegrated by nearly half, their charge abruptly halted!

Nether Spring stood at the center of the Array Map, his blood-red robes whipping about him, his black hair rising like demonic flames.

He slowly raised his hands, his ten fingers blooming like a lotus to form an ancient, sinister Seal Technique that nonetheless pulsed with an air of supreme authority.

His lips parted. Though his voice was not loud, it carried the authority of the Great Dao’s edicts, thundering through this turbid world forged from the evil of the Supreme Yang:

"Array, activate—"

The moment those two words were spoken, the Array Map fully activated!

"VMMMM—!!!!!"

An indescribably terrifying tremor erupted from the Array Map’s core, instantly spreading throughout the thousand-zhang Array Domain!

With Nether Spring at its center, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine array apertures flickered like stars.

Standing in the Array Hub, Nether Spring’s blood-red eyes looked down upon the struggling, shrieking phantoms of black malice within the Array Domain. As the power of the Grand Array continuously stripped them down for Refinement, the savage grin on his lips stretched to its absolute limit.

He spread his arms wide as if to embrace this land of supreme evil, his voice, filled with boundless fanaticism and anticipation, rumbling throughout the Array Domain:

"The feast..."

"...has begun!"

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine array apertures flickered like blood-red pupils, and winding Dao Traces of blood refinement pulsed like living veins, transforming the thousand-zhang turbid domain into a ceaselessly operating, blood-colored crucible.

These [Celestial Demons]—condensed from the evil of the Supreme Yang, formless and substanceless yet capable of a Thousand Transformations—were now like moths caught in a spider’s web, struggling, twisting, and shrieking in vain against the power of the Grand Array.

The filth and malice they released were enough to tarnish the Dao Foundation and rot the Divine Soul of any ordinary Foundation Establishment Master.

Yet upon entering the Nether Spring Array, it was like throwing boiling oil into a more intense and violent sea of fire.

Nether Spring sat cross-legged at the core of the Array Hub. Beneath him, the phantom image of a Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus, condensed from the pure essence of the Blood Sea, faintly appeared.

Each Celestial Demon’s malevolent will, once refined and absorbed, felt like a red-hot branding iron being viciously pressed against his Dao Foundation!

The evil of the Supreme Yang truly lived up to its reputation!

It and the Supreme Yin filth inherent to the Blood Sea were both a form of "evil" from the same source, yet they occupied opposite poles of Yin and Yang. Like fire and water, they were naturally opposed to each other.

"TSSSSS—!!!"

Beneath his blood-red robes, fine, bloody gashes continuously split open across Nether Spring’s skin.

Within his Purple Mansion, the Blood Sea churned as if the apocalypse had come!

The once relatively "calm" Blood Sea had become a cauldron of boiling oil into which a red-hot boulder had been dropped!

The golden-red Supreme Yang Evil Force rained down like celestial fireballs, crashing into the dark-red Blood Sea and kicking up ten-thousand-zhang waves of foul blood!

Every single drop of splattered blood contained a terrifying power capable of defiling a Spiritual Treasure and eroding Dao Principles!

The Blood Sea was expanding.

Its color grew deeper, and strange, golden flecks began to appear within the dark red, as if countless tiny, malevolent golden insects were swimming and bobbing within the blood.

Just as Nether Spring was immersed in the agony and ecstasy of devouring the Celestial Demons and fusing the twin evils of Yin and Yang—

Deep within the Blood Sea, like the bottom of a swamp revealed when a fierce gale blows away the sludge, something that had been buried for countless ages was exposed.

In that very instant!

Nether Spring’s Heart and Spirit, immersed in the conflict between Yin and Yang, suddenly detected a familiar wisp of an aura he had sensed before.

It was supremely pure and refined, lofty and sublime. Even sunken in the deepest depths of this ageless filth, it still maintained a "pristine" essence, utterly untouched by dust!

Faint, yet impossible to ignore.

’It’s here! The [Venerable Dao Foundation] submerged within the Blood Sea!’

...

「Wuji Holy Sect, Star-picking Peak.」

Qi Yun’s true self sat cross-legged on the Profound Jade Meditation Mat, his aura as profound as the ocean. He was immersed in contemplating the Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch Dao Fruit and his own Venerable Dao path.

Suddenly—

Deep within the Ancestral Acupoint between his brows, the [Daluo Heaven] that suppressed all and manifested the Ten Thousand Laws trembled slightly, without any warning!

Through Nether Spring, he felt a faint, mysterious connection.

Qi Yun’s eyes snapped open. His lips parted, and he slowly spoke:

"This is... the [Grand Emperor]!"

...

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