Suddenly, seventy-two golden lights rose from the ruins of Kunwu Mountain, and in each ray of light a fragment of the Demon-Suppressing Stele floated in the air and reassembled.

When the last broken stele was put back in place, the words on the stele made Chen Yun's pupils shrink suddenly:

"The one who sealed the demon here is Xutian Palace Master Chen..."

The Arctic Yuan Light fell like a silver waterfall. Chen Yun raised his fingertips slightly and gently touched the soul-controlling jade of the humanoid puppet at his waist.

In an instant, the glare crystal embedded in the puppet's pupils emitted a faint blue light.

Its breath quietly lurks deep into the moss between the cracks of the bluestone bricks.

At this moment, the old demon Qian used the Blood Shadow Technique and instantly escaped to within three feet of the palace gate.

The thunder and fire bowstring in the puppet's hand had already condensed into nine golden thunder and wood arrows.

The arrowhead is inlaid with the precious Sky Fire Stone obtained from the mysterious Demon Valley.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow shot out from the air, accompanied by the sharp whistling sound of the ionosphere, with astonishing momentum.

The blood shadow of Demon Qian quickly turned around to dodge, and the bone shield formed by the five demons under his command barely blocked seven of the arrows.

However, the remaining two arrows were extremely tricky and cleverly penetrated the gaps in the demonic energy.

One arrow pierced straight through the blood bead on the old demon's left shoulder, and the other went straight to the magic core in his dantian.

Amid the thunder and fire exploding in the void, Old Demon Qian finally saw the lifeless face in the darkness - it was not a flesh and blood body!
"Psychic Puppet?!"

The old demon's Nascent Soul screamed, and the mysterious "Nine Nether Blood Escape" runes slowly emerged on the surface of the Blood Demon Pearl beside him.

However, just as the rune was about to take shape, the Xu Tian Ding suddenly hung upside down from the dome.

The blue mist gushing out from the mouth of the cauldron was like a dragnet that instantly condensed the space of ten feet in radius into an amber-like barrier.

The moment Qingxia touched the Blood Demon Pearl, the Taotie patterns on the tripod suddenly became ferocious.

Chen Yun quickly pinched the Tongbao Jue, and in an instant, the chaotic realm in the cauldron unfolded a triple restriction.

The first level can strip away the demonic energy, the second level can imprison the Nascent Soul, and the third level can directly extract the seal of the contract between the old demon Qian and the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds!

"Junior An Daan!"

The old demon's Yuanying eyes were filled with tears of blood, and he bit his tongue to pieces in order to perform the "Blood Curse Rebirth Technique".

However, two ancient talismans came out of nowhere - the golden talisman was the "Soul-Locking Edict" secretly passed down by the royal family of the Great Jin Dynasty, and the silver talisman was actually the long-lost "Taiyin Soul-Calming Post".

The talisman penetrated into the Yuanying's forehead, and seventy-two spiritual shackles sealed the major acupoints on the body.

The five demon skeletons suddenly jumped up, their black teeth glowing with the bloody light of the Lord Devouring Curse.

Chen Yun sneered, and Xu Tian Ding's green hair coiled around like a living snake, forcibly separating the counterattacking demon and his Nascent Soul.

The chaotic energy in the cauldron turned into a refining furnace, and the five Lord-Eating Skulls were thrown into the Taixu True Fire to be burned. The howling sounds caused the pillars of the temple to collapse.

Gui Ling formed the Black Turtle Seal with his palms, and the black and white energy condensed into the Eight Trigrams chain.

When the five demon skeletons went berserk, tadpole-shaped magic symbols appeared on each bone, which was the core restriction of the "Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Demon Sutra".

Seventy-two "Pure Lotus Talismans" flew out of Chen Yun's sleeves. The talisman papers burned as soon as they touched the bones. The Buddhist chanting and the devil's howl intertwined into a strange resonance.

"seal up!"

Chen Yun bit his fingertip and used his own blood to write the "Vajra Subduing Demon Mantra" on the golden thunder wood beads.

When the bead was embedded in the demon's forehead, the dragon energy of Kunwu Mountain's earth veins was activated and transformed into five golden chains that bound the demon's body.

As a final step, he crushed the relics of the eminent monk obtained from the Great Snow Mountain into powder and sprinkled it into the Vajra Shield.

The shadows of the Eighteen Arhats appeared faintly in the seven-colored Buddha light.

In the depths of the Northern Lights, the residual soul of the old demon Qian was suspended in Chen Yun’s palm.

In the twisted black fog, the mark of the contract with the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds squirmed like a maggot.

When the "Soul Searching Technique" touched the core restriction, the black fog suddenly condensed into a three-inch bone flute, playing the tune of "Huangquan Yin".

The demon-suppressing pillars with a radius of one hundred feet trembled at the same time, and a bituminous substance oozed out of the cracks, condensing in the air into the hideous smile of the old demon Qian when he was alive.

"The higher the virtue, the higher the evil..."

Before the residual soul had finished roaring, the Xu Tian Ding suddenly vibrated on its own.

The chaotic realm within the cauldron cracked open, and the "Taiyin Soul Sealing Technique" left by Nangong Wan turned into a golden lock, which pulled the bone flute into the cauldron and suppressed it forever.

Chen Yun's pupils suddenly shrank - a blood-colored pattern had appeared on the bottom of the cauldron at some point, resonating with the huge bronze gate deep in Kunwu Mountain.

In an ancient ruin, Chen Yun discovered a hidden door.

The door is carved with the Luoshu pattern, and mysterious substances seep out from the cracks.

It is said that this is a "reversed Yin and Yang formation" that requires the blood of extreme Yin to open.

Before the ugly woman finished speaking, Chen Yun had already cut his wrist and blood was dripping onto the center of the formation.

In an instant, the entire mountain was filled with the sound of gears meshing.

After entering the secret cave, the Xutian Ding suddenly shone with green light, and the murals on the wall began to flow.

In the painting, the three Kunwu elders are suppressing not the Demon Lord, but a corpse of a Golden Crow entangled with the "Chaos Demonic Scripture"!

The remaining soul of the old demon Qian suddenly laughed wildly:
"Stupid! What you opened is the real ..."

Before he finished speaking, the star map on the ceiling of the cave suddenly lit up, and the twenty-eight constellations shifted into a killing formation.

The magic marrow flying knife in Chen Yun's sleeve automatically protected its master, but it rusted into ashes the moment it touched the starlight.

This power is absolutely not something that human beings can possess.

Walking out of Kunwu Temple, the remains of the golden magnetic wood looked like a skeleton gnawed by a giant beast.

Chen Yun tapped the broken wood with his toes, and the hem of his green robe swept across the charred cracks.

That was clearly the burning mark of "Heavenly Fire Burning the Prairie".

Gui Ling squatted down and stroked the grooves on the ground. The tortoise shell pattern glowed faintly:
"Three sword energies combined, the person who made the move must be at least in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage."

"Ye family..."

Chen Yun's eyes swept across the sword mark on the stone steps that was thirty feet deep, and his fingers gently stroked the edge of the Xu Tian Ding.

The Taotie patterns on the body of the tripod were greedily swallowing up the remaining demonic energy in the air. Suddenly, a green light burst out, pointing directly to a broken monument a hundred feet away.

"Why don't you show up, fellow Taoist?"

Chen Yun flicked his fingers, and seventy-two golden thunder and wooden talismans flew towards the broken monument like a flock of butterflies.

The Nascent Soul of the old man from Yinluo Sect was wrapped in black mist and rushed out in a panic, but it froze like a puppet the moment it touched the evil-repelling divine thunder.

The lightning was actually mixed with the "Nine Netherworld Soul-binding Curse" that was taken from the old demon Qian.

"Dragon Blade?"

The old man's Nascent Soul was suspended in Chen Yun's palm, and the Taiyin True Fire formed an Eight-Gate Soul-Locking Formation around it.

The Nascent Soul trembled as it depicted the bloody blade.

The blade was winding like a dragon bone, with nine demon pupils opening and closing at the mouth.

When it hits a cultivator, his essence and blood flow like rivers into the sea, and even his own magic weapon turns into rust.

"When the Four Immortals appeared with blades in hand, Elder Xu's Mysterious Ruler instantly lost its spirituality!"

The pupils of the Nascent Soul contracted.

"If it weren't for that old monster from the Ye family who sacrificed the Nine Heavens Huanpei Qin..."

Before he finished speaking, a sound like the breaking of a musical instrument's strings suddenly came from the northern sky, and the entire Kunwu Mountain's earth veins shook violently.

The blood spots on the turtle's shell suddenly lit up, and the cracks formed the ancient demonic word "祭". The two looked at each other, turned into escaping lights and rushed towards the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower.

The stone steps along the way were cracked and oozing asphalt-like magic liquid.

Every drop of liquid that hits the ground will grow flesh buds, which will swell into a monster in an instant.

A hundred miles away, the ruins of the Demon-Suppressing Tower has turned into a bloody vortex.

In the center of the collapsed tower base, the shadow of a huge bronze door was looming, and the Buddhist sounds and demonic howls seeping out from the crack of the door blended strangely.

The shadows of eighteen golden Arhats were surrounding them, and the "卍" characters on their palms were stained with blood.

"It's indeed bait!" Chen Yun sneered.

The Xutian Ding flew out from his sleeves, and the blue mist gushing out from the mouth of the cauldron condensed into a Buddhist lotus platform when it came into contact with the Sanskrit sound.

The "Taiyin Soul Sealing Technique" left by Nangong Wan is resonating with some kind of ancient prohibition.

Suddenly, a blood-red rainbow split the clouds.

The four scattered real people held the Demon Dragon Blade and slashed it down in the air. The nine pupils on the blade opened wide, and the three Nascent Soul cultivators below turned into mummies before they could react.

After the blood blade drank its fill of blood, fragments of the "Chaos Magic Scripture" appeared on the blade's spine!
"Zheng!"

Above the nine heavens, the sound of the huanpei zither suddenly rang out, with all seven strings vibrating in unison.

The eldest elder of the Ye family had his white hair dancing wildly in the wind, and the passionate music from his piano seemed to contain endless power.

Wherever the sound waves reached, the space shattered and peeled off like pieces of glass, followed by a surge of chaotic energy.

The Sisan Zhenren showed a grim smile on his face and waved the sharp blade in his hand. In an instant, the shadow of a demon dragon leaped out from the blade and fiercely tore the sound waves into bloody mist.

He taunted loudly:
"Old Ghost Ye, your piano playing is not as good as Fairy Xuanji's back then!"

After he finished speaking, the blood blade slashed down, and filthy blood light shot out from his nine pupils, heading straight towards Huanpeiqin.

The relief of the Vermilion Bird on the head of the zither suddenly burst into tears and blood, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the body of the zither.

This magical treasure that has been passed down for three thousand years actually began to wail under the erosion of evil spirit!
Seeing this, Chen Yun made a prompt decision and activated the Xu Tian Ding.

In an instant, the chaotic energy in the cauldron turned into a giant palm and grabbed the Demon Dragon Blade with swift speed.

However, something unexpected happened!

The remaining soul of the old demon Qian in the cauldron suddenly screamed: "No! This blade is..."

Before he finished speaking, the Demon Dragon's blade and demon pupils turned together, and it actually absorbed the chaotic energy into the "Demon Scripture".

At this moment, a dull sound like a prehistoric beast awakening came from the ground, and the shadow of the huge bronze gate suddenly solidified.

Surprisingly, what stretched out from the crack in the door was no longer a bone claw, but a giant hand covered with a star map.

What’s even more bizarre is that the lines on the palm of the hand perfectly match the veins of Kunwu Mountain!

Seeing this, Gui Ling suddenly realized, "So that's it!"

She shouted loudly, "The so-called Tongtian Lingbao is actually the key to open the channel to the star field!"

As the words fell, the blood spots on her tortoise shell exploded, faintly revealing the memories of an ancient demon cultivator.

Thirty thousand years ago, it was this giant hand of the star map that slammed the corpse of the Golden Crow into this world.

Chen Yun quickly retreated thousands of feet, the Xutian Ding was wrapped in the blue clouds, and the two of them disappeared together into the crack in the mountain.

A hundred miles behind, the great elder of the Ye family used his own blood to write the "Tian Xian Fu", and then his giant hand gently clenched it.

The talisman that was said to be able to seal the heaven and earth shattered like waste paper!
There is a magic blade in the world of immortal cultivation that can only be refined with the help of the magic marrow diamond. Its power is so strong that it is enough to strike fear into the hearts of those who hear about it.

It is said that this magic blade possesses an extremely vicious spell.

The flesh, blood and souls of the killed monks can be absorbed into it, and refined through special methods to enhance its own power.

In other words, as the number of monks killed increases, the power of this magic blade will increase accordingly.

There was once a demon cultivator who held a similar demon blade and even killed a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.

Many monks speculate that if this magic blade is given enough time.

Let it continue to be tempered in constant killing, perhaps its power may even surpass the Tongtian Lingbao.

Both the Tongtian Lingbao and the mysterious Demon Dragon Blade have been extinct in the human world for many years, so it is naturally difficult to make a true comparison.

Even so, when the elder of Yinluo Sect accidentally mentioned this treasure, Chen Yun's face couldn't help but turn ugly.

“Since the similarity is only 70% to 80%, and with its cultivation level, there is still a chance for the Nascent Soul to escape, then this should not be the Demon Dragon Blade.”

"Maybe it's another rare magic treasure."

Gui Ling, who had been listening quietly to the conversation between the two, spoke with a flicker in his eyes.

"That should be the case." Chen Yun nodded slightly.

Then, he raised his head and stared in the direction of the Demon-Suppressing Tower for a moment, only to see that a part of the mountain in the distance seemed to be missing.

"Kunwu Mountain is a fairy mountain in the human world. It is not uncommon for it to have a magical treasure that can reach the sky."

He held the Xutian Ding in his hand, his heart was moved, and he whispered secretly.

With the power of the newly subdued Gui Ling and the humanoid puppet, there is hope of seizing this treasure.

Moreover, he had previously obtained seven or eight high-level spirit stones from the things of Old Demon Qian, which greatly reduced his worries when using the humanoid puppet.

"Master, let's go over there and find out what's going on."

"When I left the palace just now, I felt something strange, as if something was calling me from the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower. That thing seemed familiar, perhaps it was related to the time before I lost my memory."

Yin Yue said slightly hesitantly in Chen Yun's heart.

"Something is calling you?" Chen Yun was stunned after hearing this.

"That's true. I feel that if I miss this opportunity, I will probably lose the possibility of recovering all my memories forever."

There was actually a hint of pleading in Yin Yue's words.

Chen Yun was silent for a long time, then suddenly chuckled, his tone calm but with a hint of expectation:

"If that's the case, then let's go find out. I have always been quite interested in this legendary magical treasure."

"Thank you for your permission, Master!"

When Yin Yue heard this, she was delighted and responded quickly.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, now that a supernatural treasure has appeared in the world, it would be difficult to calm down the excitement in my heart if I don't participate in such a grand event."

Chen Yun turned slowly, looked at Gui Ling calmly, and spoke in a firm tone.

"I will follow your instructions! But how should we deal with this person?"

Gui Ling bowed slightly and asked calmly.

The appearance of the Tongtian Lingbao is a major event that cannot be ignored by any cultivator.

Chen Yun suddenly changed his mind, and the monster seemed to have anticipated this and was not surprised.

"Fellow Daoist once promised not to attack me, that's why I told him the truth." The bound Nascent Soul argued loudly and anxiously.

"I have not previously stated that I would take action against you, but I have also not stated that I would not take action."

"Besides, you should understand that even if you didn't speak just now, you would only have to endure more pain in the soul refining."

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being an elder of Yinluo Sect and falling into my hands."

Chen Yun said in a calm tone.

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and a thick golden arc shot out, hitting the Nascent Soul directly.

With a scream, the Nascent Soul and the big hand instantly disintegrated and disappeared in the golden light, and a light green banner fell out. (End of this chapter)