For a moment, the remnants of the Great Li sects and the Great Wei blood-armored guards, who had been fighting tooth and nail inside the sub-hall, could not care less about continuing their struggle.
Everyone stared at the deep, dark passage, their eyes filled with feverish fanaticism, and they immediately transformed into streaks of light, swarming inside.
No one wanted to be even half a step too slow, terrified that the inheritance of the grand cultivator inside would fall into someone else's hands.
Yet, greed was often a death warrant that paved the road to the underworld.
Passing through the long, narrow passage, before the gates of the core main hall ahead could even open, a ferocious aura awakened before the hall.
A giant bird, spanning dozens of yards and completely engulfed in pitch-black flames, materialized from the void.
A peak Eighth Realm tomb-guarding beast—the Nine Nether Sparrow.
“Screeech!”
The sparrow screeched sharply, opening its massive beak. The pitch-black flames of death filled the sky, transforming into a sea of fire that swept over everything in its path.
An early stage Eighth Realm elder from a Great Li sect who was rushing at the very front let out a miserable shriek. His protective spiritual light was instantly incinerated into nothingness, and he was turned directly into a blazing human torch.
“Ahhh—!”
The flames of death did not just burn the physical body; they also consumed the divine soul.
The Eighth Realm old monster wailed in agony, watching helplessly as his Dao foundation fractured inch by inch within the black fire.
His mind instantly collapsed, his Dao Heart shattered on the spot, and he spat out a mouthful of his natal heart blood.
Seeing this, the Great Wei blood-armored commander at the rear showed not the slightest intention of helping. Instead, a vicious gleam flashed in his narrow eyes.
“Old geezer, since you're going to die anyway, leave your natal spiritual energy to help me break the array!”
The Great Wei commander sneered. With a swipe of his right hand across his waist, three spirit-locking nails emitting a cold green light instantly shot from his grip.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
This insidious magic treasure flew at lightning speed, driving deep into several vital acupoints of the Great Li elder.
The Great Li elder, who had still been struggling frantically, stiffened. The spiritual energy within his body went completely out of control, forcibly drained by the spirit-locking nails and continuously funneling into the Great Wei commander's hands.
It had degenerated into a complete dog-eat-dog deathmatch.
Meanwhile, within the shadows where death qi and black mist intertwined, Su Yueli stood with her hands clasped behind her back, watching the chaos with cold detachment.
She was here for the flesh and blood of demon beasts; the survival of these immortal sects had absolutely nothing to do with her.
As the Nine Nether Sparrow wreaked havoc, flying swords, magic treasures, and the flames of death clashed frantically before the main hall. The powerful shockwaves blasted away the low-tier Seventh and Eighth Realm tomb-guarding demon beasts that had been kept nearby, sending them crashing to the ground in miserable heaps.
Su Yueli's eyes lit up.
Her target was clear: she was specifically looking for the demon beasts whose internal organs had been shattered by the shockwaves and were now lying on the ground waiting to die.
Her figure blurred. Like a battlefield ghost walking through the dark, she slipped beside a late stage Seventh Realm Thunder-Rock Lizard coughing up blood in the ruins.
The lizard glared with its slitted pupils, just about to roar.
Su Yueli clenched her right fist, instantly concentrating the pure physical brute force of the Heaven-Shaking Realm.
Thud!
A dull bone-shattering sound echoed. The lizard's massive head was obliterated by a single punch, reduced to mush.
It was a very clean, painless deliverance.
Su Yueli immediately sat cross-legged, using her martial intent to connect with her dantian.
The human-sized, dark-armored mutated Martial Soul stepped forward, the Taotie black hole behind it spinning furiously.
Boom!
The lizard's Seventh Realm remnant soul and its surging Eighth Realm death qi transformed into visible black smoke, which the Martial Soul greedily swallowed whole without leaving a single drop behind.
Having devoured so much high-level death qi and remnant souls, the dark armor on the mutated Martial Soul's body let out an overloaded cracking sound.
Soon after, a deeper, more tyrannical black light began to weave across the armor's surface, and a row of ferocious, savage spikes actually sprouted along the shoulder plates and chest armor.
The Martial Soul had undergone yet another minor mutation.
Buzz!
A surge of physical feedback energy, so pure that it contained not a single trace of impurity, rushed back into Su Yueli's body through their connection.
Su Yueli let out a low groan, feeling every cell in her body undergo a frantic transformation. Under the washing of this highly nourishing essence, the physical density of her Heaven-Shaking Realm body surged once again.
Ten breaths later, she opened her eyes, the power within her body so heavy it was terrifying.
She repeated the process.
While the cultivators and the Nine Nether Sparrow ahead fought so viciously that their brains were practically being beaten out, Su Yueli remained at the rear, reaping the benefits and delivering final blows.
In just a brief moment, another three heavily injured Eighth Realm demon beasts died under her physical deliverance, becoming meals for her and her Martial Soul.
By now, the battle before the main hall's gates was also drawing to a close.
Under the reckless and frantic onslaught of dozens of cultivators who spared no expense, the Nine Nether Sparrow, being merely a remnant soul after all, saw its black flames gradually die down before it dissolved with a loud bang.
The cultivators of the Great Li sects suffered heavy casualties, with over half of them dead or injured, while the Great Wei blood-armored guards had lost ninety percent of their forces.
The Great Wei commander was drenched in blood, but his eyes remained locked onto the profound iron gate covered in ancient runes. The inheritance lay right behind that door.
“Open for me!”
With a crazed expression, the Great Wei commander violently beat his chest, spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto an entirely blood-red array-breaking talisman.
Buzz!
Having absorbed the essence blood of an Eighth Realm cultivator and the previously drained spiritual energy, the array-breaking talisman transformed into a blood-colored giant axe spanning ten yards. Carrying a terrifying momentum that seemed to tear through the void, it slammed heavily against the profound iron gate.
Rumble—!
The earth trembled.
Under this strike, the seemingly indestructible profound iron gate of the main tomb chamber was forcibly blasted open, leaving a crack wide enough for a single person to pass through.
Billowing, dark-red mist as thick as blood instantly surged out from the crack.
“It's open! The main tomb chamber is open!”
The face of the Great Wei blood-armored commander contorted, his narrow eyes filled with madness and greed.
The few remaining cultivators from the Great Li sects were also trembling with excitement.
In their minds, behind this profound iron gate surely lay the ascension inheritance of that peak Twelfth Realm grand cultivator from several hundred years ago, along with countless immortal path divine techniques and peerless magic treasures.
“Charge! The inheritance is mine!”
Someone let out a wild howl, completely igniting the greed of everyone present.
Whether they were heavily injured loose cultivators or the remnants of the Great Wei blood-armored guards, they all cast aside their previous caution and scrambled to squeeze through the narrow crack.
Clad in her black robe, Su Yueli silently trailed at the very back of the crowd, unhurriedly stepping through the crack behind them.
However, the moment everyone saw the scene inside the main tomb chamber, the entire hall instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone's minds completely short-circuited.
The main tomb chamber was extremely vast, but there were no jade slips containing legacy techniques inside, nor were there any glowing immortal weapons.
In the very center of the hall, there was only a massive, dark-red pool of blood.
The blood in the pool was as thick as paste, bubbling and frothing with dense, popping bubbles.
And right in the center of the blood pool crouched a colossal beast, hundreds of feet in size.
It was a giant flesh leech covered in dark-red suckers and bizarre folds. Its eyes were closed as it slowly bobbed up and down in the sea of blood along with the rising bubbles, radiating a wild, ferocious aura that sent shivers down everyone's spines.
A Ninth Realm ancient beast—the Heaven-Swallowing Demonic Leech.
“This... how is this possible?!”
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