The cluster of starlight that flew out from Suo Mingzhang's sleeve was currently enveloping the Nine Underworlds' Devilish Sea's abyss' seawater.
Yan Zhaoge had mentioned his plan to Suo Mingzhang before, so Suo Mingzhang was already prepared for it.
Now, there was no need for Suo Mingzhang to be distracted. When he kept the seawater, he had already made the necessary arrangements. Under Yan Zhaoge's command, the starlight enveloping the seawater flew out.
The starlight landed in front of Yan Zhaoge. One of Yan Zhaoge's hands was still pressed against Feng Yunsheng's back, while the other hand reached into the starlight.
As the radiance circulated, it became slightly dimmer. Then, the pitch-black seawater flew out from within.
The handwriting that Yan Zhaoge left behind by writing in the void now resembled a ravine. The seawater poured into it, filling up the empty space, forming a network of interconnected water veins.
At this moment, all of these talismans had become completely pitch black like black jade, and they flickered with a clear and glossy sheen.
Upon seeing this, the Primordial Heart Devil frowned even more.
He recalled the Spherical Heavenly Devil Slaying Ritual, which had never appeared before. It was a unique ritual created by Yan Zhaoge himself.
In the past, the Spherical Heavenly Devil Slaying Ritual mainly targeted his Heart Devil. However, the Primordial Heart Devil's injuries had yet to fully recover, so he didn't dare to make any big moves.
Now that he had returned to his peak, the Spherical Heavenly Devil Slaying Ritual's effects became limited.
As such, even if he knew that Yan Zhaoge possessed such a unique ritual, the Primordial Heart Devil didn't care about it.
However, this matter was still lingering in his mind.
Through the Spherical Heavenly Devil Slaying Ritual, he could easily imagine if Yan Zhaoge had any other new things.
Two hundred years had passed since then. While the Primordial Heart Devil's injuries had healed, the ever-changing Yan Zhaoge might have even more changes.
After noticing Yan Zhaoge's actions, the Primordial Heart Devil secretly felt the talismans fused with the Devilish Abyss's seawater. He instantly noticed some profundities within.
He wanted to stop Yan Zhaoge, but he couldn't afford to be distracted.
Suo Mingzhang was closing in on him. Under the effect of the Heaven Severing Scripture, he wanted to forcefully drag the Primordial Heart Devil from the illusory realm into reality.
The terrifying surging power was like a raging sea tide, crashing towards the Primordial Heart Devil one after another.
The Primordial Heart Devil could only watch as the pure black talismans flew into the Encompassing Yuan above Feng Yunsheng's head under Yan Zhaoge's control.
The bloody mist was still wreaking havoc, seeming illusory yet real. It was difficult to sever or erase.
However, the dark cloud above the Primordial Heart Devil's head suddenly trembled and began to roll.
The dark clouds surged, becoming denser and denser, expanding more and more. However, they were also gradually losing control of themselves. Even Nie Jingshen, the Shadow Devil, and the others in the Nine Underworlds felt the ritual becoming unstable and out of control.
This sudden change, in turn, affected the blood mist that extended from the black cloud.
It was as if the foundation of the pavilion had been shaken and it had become suspended in the air. Naturally, it would become unstable.
Although the surface of the tranquil Nine Underworlds Demon Sea was still as still as a statue without any ripples, there seemed to be undercurrents gradually surging within it.
In the Deep Sea, between the twelve pillars, Nie Jingshen frowned as he watched everything that was happening in front of him.
Suddenly, it was as if he had become the center of an undercurrent. Waves of energy pressed down on him.
Then, something happened that surprised him.
Feng Yunsheng's Luo Yuan seemed to directly pass through the blood mist and black clouds, the boundary between the real and the illusory, the layers of the void, and directly came into contact with the sword light that had condensed into a single point.
When the two sides collided, the jet-black talismans also passed through and revolved around Nie Jingshen, causing him to be in a trance for a moment.
The Shadow Devil beside him immediately felt something was wrong and exerted his strength to shake.
Nie Jingshen let out a muffled groan as he stumbled backward to avoid the black talisman.
The pillar that symbolized the Doomsday Heavenly Devil's appearance started becoming clear again. It was no longer as profound as before, and its malevolent nature had also decreased.
There were other Great Devils in the Nine Underworlds helping them. At the same time, other Devils came out from the Nine Underworlds and intended to descend upon the Land of the Tranquil Stream.
Almost at the same time, in the boundless void outside of the Land of the Tranquil Stream, many powerful auras also manifested. They were naturally the Daoism's people who were already prepared.
The war between the two sides was about to erupt, and it could erupt at any time.
In the Land of the Tranquil Stream, the Primordial Heart Devil also frowned. He shook his head and sighed, "What a great move you've made. It seems like we have to stop here today."
His eyes flickered slightly, and the black auspicious clouds above his head started dissipating. The blood mist also became rootless duckweed and was about to disperse.
However, while the Devils retreated, Yan Zhaoge and Feng Yunsheng didn't.
The Encompassing Yuan above Feng Yunsheng's head started expanding and shrouded the Primordial Heart Devil's head. Moreover, it gathered the blood mist and black clouds so that they wouldn't dissipate immediately.
Among the twelve pillars of the Abyss Sea, the pillar that symbolized the Doomsday Heavenly Devil even started shaking slightly.
Suo Mingzhang also grabbed the Primordial Heart Devil tightly and didn't give him any chance to retreat.
Rays of radiance shone in all directions. Suo Mingzhang continued exerting his strength, and the remaining might shook the Land of the Tranquil Stream to the point that it started disintegrating. The gloomy filth kept fading away, and the desolate void was restored.
Daoism kept pushing forward, forcing the Nine Underworlds' Devils to retreat step by step.
The void started opening, and one after another horrifying Great Devils appeared. They were about to take action.
On the other side, the Daoism bigwigs started manifesting their silhouettes in the void and were about to descend.
At this moment, within Feng Yunsheng's vision of the Nine Underworlds' Abyss Sea, a pitch-black ancient mirror suddenly appeared above one of the twelve pillars.
As soon as the mirror appeared, the Abyss Sea instantly stabilized, and the powerful pressure was directed towards Feng Yunsheng's Encompassing Yuan.
"Devil Ancestor, Vast Freedom Heavenly Devil!" Yan Zhaoge also saw the pitch-black mirror.
At the same time, faint golden radiances could be vaguely seen above the boundless void. Dense yellow smoke permeated the air, as if they had arrived above the Nine Underworlds. The extremely ferocious Evil Qi was hidden within.
Feng Yunsheng let out a long breath, and the Encompassing Yuan above her head dissipated. She let go of the Primordial Heart Devil's black clouds and blood fog, completely cutting off the connection with the Nine Underworlds.
Within the Nine Underworlds, the black ancient mirror didn't make any other movements and allowed Feng Yunsheng to retreat.
At the same time, above the Nine Underworlds, outside the void, the rumbling yellow dust and golden radiances also disappeared, and completely concealed within the void.
The Primordial Heart Devil wanted to leave, but Suo Mingzhang didn't let him go. He forced the old devil to materialize from illusory, and he had no choice but to take a punch from Suo Mingzhang.
The other Great Devils went forward to receive the Primordial Heart Devil, and retreated towards the Nine Underworlds.
"I hope we can fight again." Suo Mingzhang stared at the Primordial Heart Devil with a cold gaze.
The old devil coughed a few times, "Perhaps."
He turned his head and looked at Yan Zhaoge deeply, "The Young Heavenly Lord is truly capable of making others look at you in a different light. There are only things that we can't think of, but there's nothing you can't do."
Yan Zhaoge moved his palm away from Feng Yunsheng's back. He looked at the Primordial Heart Devil and said, "Thank you for your praise. Although I admit that I'm not at that level yet, since you've said so, I'll continue to work hard."
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