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I don't know how much time passed; it might have been just a moment, or it felt like an eternity.

In the center of the valley, the terrifying ball of chaotic energy finally dissipated and subsided.

The lightning and bloodshed faded away.

It revealed that the figure, still suspended in the air, wearing a slightly tattered blue robe, stood tall and straight like a pine tree.

Shen Mo slowly exhaled a long breath, which faintly carried a chaotic color and sparks of lightning. He slowly raised his hands and looked down to examine them.

On his palms, the wounds that had been mangled by the energy impact had healed completely. His skin was smooth and had a strange luster. On his left palm, there seemed to be a faint trace of lightning Dao patterns. On his right palm, there was an almost invisible dark red mark, which had been sealed and suppressed by some kind of power.

He succeeded.

In a near-certain death situation, he not only survived, but also used himself as a furnace to forcibly "digest" part of the destructive power of the collision between the heavenly tribulation and the demonic shadow, transforming it into resources to solidify his foundation and temper himself!

Although he didn't completely neutralize both attacks, the remaining power still caused him considerable injury and depleted his energy, but... he survived!

Moreover, as a blessing in disguise, his Nascent Soul was completely stabilized, even more solid and robust than many Nascent Soul cultivators who had cultivated for many years!

He raised his head and looked calmly toward the altar.

The towering, dark red demonic figure, seemingly exhausted from the previous attack and perhaps angered by Shen Mo's ability to "neutralize" it, appeared noticeably dimmer and more ethereal, and the evil energy it emitted also diminished considerably.

But its swirling "eyes" remained fixed on Shen Mo, filled with savagery and greed, and a hint of... doubt?

The tribulation clouds in the sky, after unleashing that final, terrifying wave of "chaotic tribulation lightning," seemed to have exhausted most of their power. Although flashes of lightning and a lingering oppressive aura remained, their churning and gathering speed had noticeably slowed, and the suffocating aura of destruction began to dissipate. The heavenly tribulation was drawing to a close.

Shen Mo's gaze swept past the demonic shadow and landed on Elder Bone Fiend, who was pale and weak from fear and backlash, standing beneath the altar.

"Bone Fiend." Shen Mo spoke, his voice not loud, yet carrying the unique majesty of a Nascent Soul cultivator, a majesty that resonated subtly with heaven and earth, clearly reaching the Bone Fiend's ears, "Your companions have all set out. What are you waiting for?"

Elder Bone Fiend trembled violently, his face drained of color. He looked at Shen Mo in the air, whose clothes were stained with blood but whose aura was even more unfathomable, like a god or demon. Then he looked at the demonic figure beside him, who was clearly exhausted and seemed temporarily unable to launch a similar attack. Finally, he looked at the dissipating tribulation clouds above his head and at the increasingly loud battle cries from the Qingyun Sect's battle hall that could be faintly heard outside the valley...

Despair, like a cold, venomous snake, coiled around his heart.

Escape? The valley is currently sealed off by the residual power of the heavenly tribulation and various forces; where can he possibly escape to? Fight? How can he possibly fight a newly emerged Nascent Soul monster who can withstand a combined attack from the heavenly tribulation demons and seems even stronger?

"I...I..." Elder Bone Fiend's lips trembled, his eyes were unfocused, and his Dao heart was on the verge of collapse.

However, at this moment—

"waste!"

The dark red demonic shadow let out a furious, evil roar, and its vortex-like "eyes" suddenly turned towards Elder Bone Fiend.

"Offer...all of you...to help this Holy Lord...to descend into this body!"

Before the words were finished, the demonic shadow suddenly opened its huge, indistinct maw made of filthy blood and vengeful spirits, and sucked hard at Elder Bone Fiend!

"No—! Lord, spare me! Holy Lord, spare me..." Elder Bone Fiend's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt.

An invisible, overwhelming, and terrifying suction force came, and before Elder Bone Fiend could even react, he was lifted into the air like a broken rag doll and dragged toward the giant mouth of the demonic shadow!

His spiritual power, blood energy, and even his soul were being frantically drained away, turning into streams of light interwoven with blood and black energy, which entered the demonic shadow's mouth!

"Ughhhhhh—!" A shrill, inhuman scream echoed through the valley, sending chills down one's spine.

In just a few breaths, Elder Bone Fiend, the last Golden Core stage elder of the Xuan Yin Sect, was completely devoured and digested by the demonic shadow! Everything about him turned into nourishment for the demonic shadow, making it even more solid!

After devouring the bone demon, the dark red demonic shadow's form indeed solidified a bit, and its aura recovered considerably. Although it was far from its initial state, its vortex-like "eyes" stared at Shen Mo with even greater depth and wickedness.

"Ant... your body... your nascent soul... is very special... offering it to this Holy Lord... will make it the perfect vessel for your descent!"

Greed, chaos, and tyranny surged towards Shen Mo like a tidal wave.

Shen Mo frowned slightly, his vigilance rising sharply. This Heavenly Demon projection could actually rapidly recover its power by devouring cultivators, and it seemed to have its eye on his newly achieved Nascent Soul body, intending to use it as a vessel for its "descent" into this world?

He took a deep breath, suppressing his injuries and exhaustion, and his eyes regained their sharpness. The power of his Nascent Soul surged within him. Although the repeated battles and tribulations had taken a heavy toll, the vigor of his newly ascended Nascent Soul and his solid foundation still gave him the strength to fight.

The tribulation clouds overhead gradually dissipated, greatly reducing the threat. Currently, the greatest enemies are the demonic projection attempting to possess the body, and the altar that is still functioning, trying to communicate with the "portal"!

We must first destroy the altar and sever its foundation before we can deal with this demonic projection with all our might!

Shen Mo's mind raced, and he was about to take action—

"Whoosh whoosh-!"

Several sharp sword lights suddenly shot out from the western night sky, not towards Shen Mo, nor towards the demonic shadow, but... directly towards the three core auxiliary array nodes in the valley that were not completely destroyed and were still maintaining the operation of the altar!

It was Fairy Ling Shuang and Elder Leng Yue! When they saw Shen Mo successfully form his Nascent Soul and survive the fatal attack, and when they saw the Heavenly Demon projection devouring the Bone Fiend and increasing its threat, they immediately seized the opportunity and attacked the altar's auxiliary formation without hesitation, relieving the pressure on Shen Mo and contributing to the destruction of the blood sacrifice!

"You bastards from Xuanbing Pavilion! You're asking for death!" The demonic shadow seemed to be enraged by the sudden attack. It separated a blurry giant hand and slammed it down on the sword lights. At the same time, an evil thought rushed towards Ling Shuang and Leng Yue.

"Your opponent is us!"

Just then, a thunderous roar came from the direction of the valley entrance! It was seen that he and Wang Hu, leading dozens of elite warriors from the Battle Hall, disregarded casualties and fought their way through the melee at the valley entrance, charging fiercely towards the altar!

The target was none other than the Xuan Yin Sect cultivators who were trying to intercept Ling Shuang, Leng Yue, and the remaining formations protecting the altar!

"Warriors! Follow me and kill! Clear the way for the sect leader!" Shi Tie was covered in blood, looking like a madman. He swung his giant axe like a tiger among sheep, leaving limbs flying everywhere he went.

"Kill!" roared the disciples of the Battle Hall, their morale soaring, and they followed closely behind.

Su Xiao's figure appeared near the altar like a ghost, her short blade flashing with a ghostly light as she precisely severed several key rune connections. Her cool face showed a hint of fatigue, but her eyes were resolute.

At this moment, the entire Qingyun Sect displayed astonishing cohesion and fighting power!