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Without a word, everyone understood that the moment of decisive battle had arrived! They must destroy the altar at all costs to help their sect leader slay the demonic shadow!

Seeing his fellow disciples risking their lives to create an opportunity for him, Shen Mo felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but his eyes grew even colder. Without further hesitation, he blurred into a streak of pale golden light, ignoring the demonic shadow's entanglement and roars, and charged straight towards the core of the altar—the three still pulsating dark red banners that served as the source of the Heavenly Demon's projection power and the coordinates of the "gateway"!

"Break for me!"

With a sharp shout, Shen Mo pointed his fingers like a sword, his fingertips gathering pure Nascent Soul power, chaotic Dao rhythm, and a trace of lingering Heavenly Tribulation aura. He then slashed fiercely at one of the banners!

The pale golden sword light, no more than three feet long, was condensed to the extreme, containing a will as vast as the creation of the world. It tore through the air, carrying an indomitable determination to sever all cause and effect and destiny, and slashed down fiercely!

"roar--!!!"

The demonic projection roared in fury and terror, no longer caring about attacking others. Its blurry giant hand slammed towards Shen Mo in an attempt to stop him. At the same time, the altar itself unleashed its final power, countless blood-red runes lighting up to form a thick shield of fel energy, blocking the banner.

However, Shen Mo's sword strike contained the peak of his newly advanced Nascent Soul stage, the chaotic true meaning of the "Source Sea Dao Scripture", and the grand ambition to sever evil and protect this world!

"Sizzle—!"

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the pale golden sword light was unstoppable. First, it shattered the giant hand that the Heavenly Demon projection had hastily slapped down (the phantom became even dimmer), and then it slammed into the blood-red evil energy shield!

The protective shield trembled violently, flickering unpredictably, and held for less than a breath—

"Snap!"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the blood-red protective shield shattered with a deafening roar!

The pale gold sword light slowed its pace slightly, but it was still sharp. Under the angry and desperate roar of the demonic shadow and the breathless gaze of all the onlookers, it struck the flagpole of the dark red banner with perfect precision!

"Zheng—!"

A deafening clang of metal clashing was accompanied by the mournful sound of something breaking.

The dark red banner, crafted from some unknown sinister material and serving as the core of the blood sacrifice and a crucial vessel for the projection of the Heavenly Demon, developed a clear crack on its flagpole! Immediately afterward, the crack spread rapidly, the banner's spiritual light receded like a tide, and the flag quickly withered and curled, finally turning into a cloud of dark red ash with a soft "poof," which then scattered.

The first banner is torn!

As the banner was destroyed, the demonic projection let out a painful roar, its form becoming even more illusory, and its aura plummeting! The altar's operation also became noticeably disordered, the pulsation of the other two banners became chaotic, and their connection with the mysterious "gateway" instantly weakened by more than half!

"It works!" Shen Mo's spirits lifted. Ignoring the energy depletion, he activated his Nascent Soul, intending to destroy the remaining two banners in one go.

However, at this very moment, another change occurs!

The remaining two banners seemed to sense the impending doom, or perhaps driven by the will of the "Holy Lord" behind them, they stopped passively defending and instead frantically burned their own essence!

On the flag, the twisted demonic shadows let out their final and most mournful silent roar, actually breaking away from the flag and transforming into two incredibly solid, dark red demonic lights filled with an aura of destruction and chaos. Like venomous snakes in their final moments, they no longer attacked Shen Mo, but instead... changed direction and shot towards two different directions in the valley with lightning speed!

Along the way, readers were discussing the allure of fantasy novels in the forum. The arrow shot towards the center of Shi Tie and Wang Hu's elite battle force, who were currently engaged in a chaotic battle with the remaining Xuan Yin Sect cultivators and some rogue cultivators secretly manipulated by the Heavenly Sword Sect!

The other one was faster and had a more unpredictable trajectory. It bypassed Shen Mo, Ling Shuang, and Leng Yue's interception, and shot towards... the western night sky, towards the "Wind-Eroded Rock" where Jian Wuhui and the others from the Heavenly Sword Sect were hiding!

The banner's final counterattack was not for survival, but rather... to completely muddy the waters, drag more people into the mess, create greater chaos and slaughter, and buy time and bloodshed for the final opening of that "gateway," or for some unknown contingency plan!

"Watch out, Shi Tie!"

"Sword Never Returns! Get out of here!"

Shen Mo and Fairy Ling Shuang's warnings rang out almost simultaneously.

However, the dark red demonic light was too fast and too strange!

"boom--!"

"boom--!"

The explosions triggered by the two dark red demonic lights were like two eerie blood-red stars, blooming simultaneously in the center of the battle in Burial Soul Valley and in the direction of "Wind-Eroded Rock"!

A devastating fel energy shockwave, mixed with the chaotic spiritual energy that had been detonated, swept outwards wildly, instantly causing even greater casualties and chaos.

In the center of the battle within the valley, the elite warriors of the Battle Hall, led by Shi Tie and Wang Hu, bore the brunt of the attack. The dark red demonic light arrived too quickly and too suddenly, exploding almost at the same time as Shi Tie's warning.

Although Shi Tie, relying on his fighting instincts, roared and held his giant axe horizontally in front of him at the critical moment, unleashing a thick, earthy-yellow spiritual light that barely protected the area within several feet around him, more than ten of the closest Battle Hall disciples were still swallowed up by the explosion. They didn't even have time to scream before turning into charred remains in the evil energy.

Many more people were thrown back by the shockwave, coughing up blood and falling backward, their formation instantly collapsing. Wang Hu, already severely injured, was hit by the shockwave, spitting out another mouthful of blood, his vision going black, and he almost fainted.

"Wang Hu! Brothers!" Shi Tie's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at his fallen comrades. A violent rage and grief surged to the top of his head. His eyes were bloodshot as he charged toward the demonic projection that was now even more illusory due to the self-destruction of a banner, yet was still emitting a sharp, evil laugh.

The situation was even more bizarre in the direction of the "Wind-Eroded Rock." The dark red demonic light that shot towards the Heavenly Sword Sect's ambush point seemed to have triggered some kind of pre-set defense or counterattack mechanism.

The instant the demonic light touched the body, that area suddenly lit up with dense, incomparably sharp silver sword light, weaving into a tight sword net that clashed fiercely with the dark red demonic light!

Amidst the deafening explosion, the sword light shattered and the demonic light vanished, but the escaping shockwave also destroyed a significant portion of the mountainside, revealing a dozen or so rather disheveled figures from the Heavenly Sword Sect. The leader was none other than Jian Wuhui, whose face was ashen and whose robes were covered in dust, clearly indicating that his defense had not been easy and that he had even lost two disciples.

"You scum of the Xuan Yin Sect! Even in your dying moments you still try to bite back!" Jian Wuhui cursed fiercely, his eyes blazing with killing intent, directed not only at the self-destructing banner but also seemingly at Shen Mo and the Qingyun Sect inside the valley.

He now fully understood that the Xuan Yin Sect's final move was clearly intended to disrupt the battle, causing all sides to continue fighting and killing each other, ideally resulting in mutual destruction!

The situation became chaotic and unclear again due to the final, frantic self-destruction of these two banners, making it difficult to distinguish friend from foe.

Inside the valley, the Qingyun Sect's battle hall was damaged, and its formation was slightly disrupted; although the Heavenly Demon projection was severely damaged and became illusory, it was still watching with predatory intent, and there was still one last banner left on the altar, whose connection with the "gateway" was weak but not completely severed.

The Heavenly Sword Sect was exposed, suffering few casualties, but their killing intent intensified; meanwhile, the Blazing Sun Sect, which had been hiding in the shadows and maintaining an ambiguous attitude, remained nowhere to be seen.