Why did you provoke her? Even Heaven itself is afraid of her.

As the ancient jade pendant in the hand of the Lord of Mount Tai shone brightly, mysterious chaotic divine runes flew out from the pendant and intertwined in the air to form a huge defensive array.

This array emitted a power powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, forcefully resisting the mysterious figure's sky-covering palm.

The mysterious figure seemed to sense the extraordinary nature of this sudden power, its hand paused slightly, and it let out a low roar.

"I didn't expect you to have such methods, but this won't change your fate of destruction!"

Having said that, he increased the pressure of his palm pressing down.

Large beads of sweat rolled down the forehead of the Lord of Mount Tai. He gritted his teeth and did his best to maintain the defensive formation.

"We can't just sit here and wait to die! Let's attack his main body together, and maybe we can find a weakness!" Lord Taishan shouted.

Upon hearing this, a resolute glint flashed in Ling Yun's eyes.

She poured all her power into the artifact.

The artifact shone brightly, transforming into a dazzling golden meteor that shot towards the mysterious figure's chest.

The Styx Ancestor was equally unyielding, condensing the power of the Blood Sea into a massive blood-red longsword in his hand.

He swung his longsword sharply, aiming it at the mysterious figure's leg.

At the same time, the Creator and the Heavenly Dao each unleashed their most powerful and secret techniques.

The Creator formed hand seals, summoning countless stars imbued with destructive power, which hurled towards the mysterious figure.

The Heavenly Dao then gathered the power of the laws of heaven and earth into a huge pillar of light, which shone directly from above onto the mysterious figure.

The Demon Ancestor commanded the ancient demons to roar deafeningly, each unleashing their unique innate abilities, and strange beams of light shot toward the mysterious figure.

The Immortal Ancestor led his disciples in a magnificent sword formation that pierced the eyes of the mysterious figure.

The Dao Ancestor's whisk danced, and countless Daoist techniques floated out from it, transforming into a large net that enveloped the mysterious figure.

Under the combined attack of various forces, the mysterious figure finally showed a hint of panic.

It retracts its palm to deflect attacks from all sides.

However, the moment it withdrew its palm, the defensive array of the Lord of Mount Tai dimmed slightly, and the attacks of the crowd were largely neutralized by its powerful force.

The mysterious figure let out a triumphant laugh: "Is this all you've got? You think you can stop me?"

Before it could finish speaking, Meng Po, the goddess of the underworld who had been hiding in the darkness, suddenly appeared.

Holding the mysterious bowl of Meng Po soup in her hand, she muttered incantations and splashed the soup at the mysterious figure.

The Meng Po soup instantly transformed into countless tiny droplets in the air. These droplets shimmered with a strange light and entered the mysterious figure's body.

The mysterious figure let out a painful roar, its body began to tremble violently, and its originally powerful dark aura became chaotic.

"This is...an opportunity!"

Ling Yun keenly sensed the mysterious figure's weakness, and she raised her divine weapon once more, unleashing her strongest attack.

The mysterious figure let out a deafening scream, and its body began to rapidly dissipate, turning into wisps of black smoke.

The black rift in the void gradually closed as it dissipated, and the terrifying dark aura slowly receded.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this.

However, before they could even celebrate their victory, they discovered that Xue Tutian had secretly slipped away while everyone was fighting the mysterious figure.

"Oh no, Xue Tutian has escaped!" Old Ancestor Styx's expression changed.

Ling Yun clenched his fist, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "We can't let him get away. He has absorbed a large amount of energy from the Underworld. Once he recovers, the consequences will be dire!"

Therefore, Ling Yun and the others decided to immediately launch a manhunt for Xue Tutian.

The group followed the faint traces left behind by Xue Tutian as he fled.

That aura, imbued with a sense of bloodshed and evil, meandered through the cosmos.

During the pursuit, everyone had their own thoughts.

Ling Yun was determined to bring Xue Tutian to justice as soon as possible to prevent future troubles. She knew Xue Tutian's madness well, and if she did not stop him in time, countless lives would be lost in the universe.

The Styx Ancestor was both angry and annoyed. Xue Tutian's actions in the Underworld had seriously violated his "territory" and devoured a large amount of Underworld energy, which made him lose face. He was determined to take him down.

The Creator had mixed feelings. On one hand, he was worried that Xue Tutian's growing strength would threaten his plans. On the other hand, he secretly wondered if he could gain something beneficial from this pursuit.

Tiandao silently followed the group, his eyes remaining calm, yet he secretly observed everyone's actions, maintaining a delicate balance.

As the search continued, the group arrived at a mysterious nebula region.

The nebula here has an eerie color, with red, purple and black intertwined, emitting waves of distorted energy.

The aura left behind by Xue Tutian became increasingly intense here, yet chaotic, as if Xue Tutian had deliberately disrupted the aura.

"This place is a bit strange, everyone be careful," Ling Yun warned, the divine weapon in his hand trembling slightly, as if sensing the potential dangers around him.

Just then, the surrounding nebula suddenly surged, and countless distorted rays of light shot towards everyone.

Everyone quickly used their supernatural powers to defend themselves, and for a moment, various lights flashed among the nebula.

"This is a trap set by Xue Tutian!"

The Demon Ancestor shouted loudly, commanding the ancient demons to form a defensive barrier to block the attack of the light.

The Taoist Ancestor waved his whisk and chanted incantations, sending out spells in an attempt to stabilize the chaotic energy around him.

The Immortal Ancestor then led his disciples to create a relatively safe area using the power of a sword formation.

Ling Yun and the Styx Ancestor exchanged a glance, and then their figures flashed as they rushed into the depths of the nebula.

They knew that only by finding Xue Tutian could they resolve this crisis.

When they ventured deeper into the nebula, they discovered a hidden paradise.

A massive black palace stood before them, surrounded by black flames that exuded a chilling aura.

"It seems Xue Tutian is inside," Ling Yun said.

Just as they were about to step into the palace, the palace gates suddenly opened slowly.

A powerful suction force emanated from within, forcefully pulling Ling Yun and the Styx Ancestor inside.

Upon seeing this, the crowd outside tried to rush in, but the black flames around the palace suddenly surged, forming a wall of fire that blocked them from entering.

"Damn it! We must find a way in!" the Creator said anxiously.

The Heavenly Dao frowned as it observed the wall of fire, trying to find a way to break it.

"This flame contains special laws of power; forcibly breaking through it would be dangerous."

Inside the palace, Ling Yun and the Styx Ancestor fell into a dark space.

It was pitch black all around, with only eerie laughter echoing from afar.

"You've finally come. Today is your burial ground!" Xue Tutian's voice echoed in the darkness, filled with smugness and madness.

Ling Yun and the Styx Ancestor stood back to back, vigilantly watching their surroundings, preparing to face any possible attack from Xue Tutian...