Chapter 83: The Demon Purification Platform Actually Had Another Layer of Prohibition?

"What's going on? Could the plan have been advanced?"

The black-robed burly man across from Jiuyou looked puzzled and raised his head.

When he saw that massive white jade platform radiating overwhelming might, his entire body trembled.

It was the same within the other barriers.

Many Lingchuan Nascent Soul cultivators wore looks of shock, staring blankly at the jade platform in the sky.

Countless low-rank cultivators, whether from Lingchuan or the Abyssal Sea, all raised their heads with stunned expressions.

They had no idea what was happening.

They could only watch as streaks of white light rapidly spread outward from around the platform.

Threads of light connected these masses, resembling stars in the heavens, yet emanating an awe-inspiring presence that struck fear into the heart.

Just as the black-robed burly man was caught in a moment of daze.

A chill suddenly fell from above.

He snapped his head up.

Above him, unbeknownst to him, a white light had already spread across the sky.

That light converged toward his direction, transforming into a colossal pillar of light that shot toward him with terrifying speed.

The black-robed burly man assessed the might of that light pillar, enough to easily shatter both his physical body and Nascent Soul.

Terror seized him instantly, and he frantically retreated backward.

But just as he flew back in desperation, a scorching heat assailed him from behind.

That heat even faintly suppressed the cold aura surrounding his body.

"Not good."

He muttered a silent warning.

Just as he was about to turn around, a crimson-gold streak of light shot toward his forehead.

"Fellow daoist..."

His plea for mercy hadn't even left his lips.

That crimson-gold light passed straight through, exploding his head.

A headless corpse swayed twice in the air before plummeting downward.

Crimson-gold flames blazed upon the body.

From within the corpse, a black light flashed out, the black-robed burly man's Nascent Soul attempting to flee.

But the moment that Nascent Soul touched the crimson flames, it was instantly engulfed in burning fire.

The black Nascent Soul screamed miserably, struggling with wild desperation.

Yet the surrounding black mana was thoroughly suppressed by the crimson-gold flames, and it seemed destined to vanish within the inferno.

Jiuyou moved with lightning speed, reaching out with a grab.

A streak of cyan mana seized that black Nascent Soul, dragging it into the Nether Capital Gate amid the other's terrified, despairing gaze.

He then casually took the storage pouch from the corpse's waist and tucked it into his robe.

In the distance, the low-rank cultivators in the Abyssal Sea camp watched with jaws dropped.

They only saw that dark-cyan figure maneuvering effortlessly between the light pillar and the flames, killing a Mid-Nascent Soul expert with a single raised hand.

"That... is that Grand Ancestor Jiuyou?"

A disciple stammered.

"One move, just one move?"

No one around him answered, everyone struck speechless by that single blow.

"That old rascal..."

Gu Xuanzhou saw Jiuyou resolve the enemy so cleanly and swiftly, joy spreading across his face as he muttered inwardly.

Then he shouted toward Jiuyou.

"Daoist Jiuyou, well done! Go quickly and support the fellow daoists in the other barriers. Today we'll make these Lingchuan people taste the might of those they call remnants!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept toward the other twelve barriers.

They were still in the midst of chaotic battle, but with the aid of the Demon Purification Platform, the Abyssal Sea side was steadily gaining the upper hand.

Seeing this, Jiuyou didn't hesitate in the slightest. He directly broke through the barrier and was about to head out in support.

Just then.

A sudden change occurred.

The massive white light masses formed by the Demon Purification Platform's killing prohibition suddenly exploded in midair with a thunderous boom.

A powerful shockwave spread outward, kicking up a cloud of dust that filled the sky.

Gu Xuanzhou's face sank immediately.

He turned his gaze toward the Demon Purification Platform behind him.

That white jade platform had become dull and lusterless, its surrounding stone rings had stopped rotating, and it hung silently in the air as if suppressed by something.

"The Demon Purification Platform... so you really did bring this thing to set an ambush for us."

The surnamed Fang cultivator's voice suddenly rang out from across the way, his tone cold.

A white jade slip was pinched between the fingers of his left hand, radiating faint spiritual light.

That jade slip was mysteriously connected to the Demon Purification Platform.

"Didn't expect this, did you? The Demon Purification Platform doesn't merely possess three layers of prohibition: kill, trap, and confuse."

The surnamed Fang cultivator let out a cold snort.

"There's a fourth layer, balance, and it's the most core one. Tens of thousands of years ago, our ancestors anticipated that a day like today might come, so they removed the balance prohibition from the Demon Purification Platform long ago."

"As long as this core is in hand to suppress it, the Demon Purification Platform cannot exert its power."

"Now, your schemes have come to naught. It's our turn now, isn't it?"

Before his words even faded, he had already retreated dozens of miles away, landing atop a formation of cultivators.

The ground suddenly began to tremble violently.

A dense spiritual energy of extreme purity faintly emanated from below.

"A spiritual vein? Beneath this Yi Feng Valley, there's actually such a massive spiritual vein buried! Could they possibly be trying to draw upon this spiritual vein?"

Jiuyou's face changed, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

He instantly activated the Blood Soul Evasion, transforming into several streaks of blood light that flashed across the sky before appearing hundreds of miles away in a few blinks.

But the others were still locked in combat.

Mid-Nascent Soul cultivators like Blood Sea True Person wanted to leave the barriers but were tightly entangled by their opponents, as if this had all been premeditated.

On the battlefield below, nearly half of Yi Feng Valley was enveloped by a massive brown light barrier.

The barrier condensed at astonishing speed, frantically drawing spiritual energy from the underground spiritual vein of Yi Feng Valley.

Even Gu Xuanzhou hadn't managed to escape in time and was trapped within the barrier.

The twelve Lingchuan Mid-Nascent Soul cultivators who had been fighting seized this opportunity to break free and rush out from within the barrier.

But when Blood Sea True Person, Yin Gu the Old Fiend, and the others charged at the barrier, they slammed hard against it and were bounced back, unable to break through no matter what.

"This Severed Vein Heavenly Gang Barrier is an ancient extraordinary formation."

The surnamed Fang cultivator sneered.

"Once deployed, it will exhaust the entire spiritual vein of this place, but as long as we can trap these people for a few days, that will be more than enough time for us to decide the victor against the remaining cultivators of the Abyssal Sea."

In the distance, within the Abyssal Sea formation.

The low-rank cultivators had only been slightly flustered when the sudden change occurred.

But now, seeing all their high-rank cultivators trapped, they felt as if a great enemy had descended upon them, and their morale plummeted.

Some turned pale, some gripped their magic treasures with trembling hands.

Some even murmured under their breath: "It's over... it's all over..."

Just then, two streaks of light rapidly swept toward the barrier.

They were He Taiyi and Wei Tianhe.

The moment the two appeared, Wei Tianhe immediately blasted a torrent of mana violently at the barrier.

That mana struck the barrier but didn't even raise a ripple.

The faces of the two Grand Cultivators instantly sank.

With their cultivation levels, they could naturally discern the might of this formation.

Especially since Wei Tianhe had just tested it with an attack, and from the feedback, this formation was absolutely not something the two of them could shake.

On the Lingchuan side, the surnamed Fang cultivator sneered coldly, showing no surprise at Wei Tianhe and He Taiyi's appearance.

"Since you're both here, then don't leave either. Today, none of you will escape death."

The moment his words fell, streaks of light rapidly approached from far behind him.

Each one was a Nascent Soul-level streak of light, at least several dozen in number.

Among them, one could even sense the pressure of two Late Nascent Soul Grand Cultivators.

In the Abyssal Sea formation, those low-rank cultivators gazed at the streaks of light filling the sky, despair written all over their eyes.

One, two, three...

Several dozen Nascent Soul cultivators appeared all at once, their pressure of spirit like mountains and peaks bearing down.

Some collapsed to the ground, their legs giving out.

Some gritted their teeth and gripped their magic treasures tightly, yet knowing full well they were nothing more than mantises trying to stop a chariot.

"Once I annihilate all of you here, what remains is nothing but a ragtag mob."

The surnamed Fang cultivator's voice was ice-cold.

"And I'll get back the Connate Spirit Treasure that's been lost for many years. Hahaha."

As he spoke, his gaze suddenly shifted toward Jiuyou, a cold gleam flashing in his eyes.

"Oh, right, and you. You killed Daoist Bei's junior disciple. Don't even think about walking out of Yi Feng Valley alive today."

Jiuyou's expression shifted slightly.

But he didn't panic.

He had long since readied the Hundred-Mile Inch Hairpin in his sleeve, and the Blood Soul Evasion could be activated at any moment.

He always kept an escape route prepared.

Jiuyou's gaze swept quickly across his surroundings.

Gu Xuanzhou was trapped within the light barrier, furiously attacking its walls with all his might, yet they didn't budge in the slightest.

Blood Sea True Person, Yin Gu the Old Fiend, and the others were equally trapped, unable to break free.

The two Grand Cultivators were outside, yet they couldn't shake that Ancient Grand Formation.

And he was the only one who had escaped in advance.

Without a moment's hesitation, he activated the Blood Soul Evasion once more, turning into a streak of blood light as he fled at breakneck speed in the opposite direction.

The blood light tore across the sky, fast as a shooting star.

Behind him, the surnamed Fang cultivator let out a cold snort but didn't give chase.

"The monk can run, but the temple can't."

He withdrew his gaze and looked toward Gu Xuanzhou and the others trapped within the light barrier.

"Let's deal with these first, then go after that stray dog."

On a distant mountain peak, that middle-aged man in blood-colored robes furrowed his brow, gazing from afar at the blood light Jiuyou had become.

"The Blood Soul Evasion? So this is the one who killed Junior Disciple Ye."

Behind him, the red-robed cultivator stood slightly bowed, hands clasped behind his back, his demeanor respectful.

"Second Elder, shall we..."

"Hmph, he won't get away..."

Before he even finished speaking, the middle-aged man's figure had already vanished from the mountain peak.