The Voidfiend’s gaze, fixed on the “Mutual Forest,” held a murderous intent, fueled by the chaotic events within the Immortal Emperor’s grotto. He could no longer suppress his rage, forgetting that his cultivation should have granted him greater control. Consumed by wrath, he transformed into a blur, hurtling towards Wang Lin.

“Insolent whelp! I shall tear your tongue from your mouth this day!”

Wang Lin retreated swiftly, his eyes glinting with a cold light.

As the Voidfiend pursued Wang Lin, the black mist, which had been echoing with arcane explosions, surged outwards once more. This time, Celestial Lord Heaven’s Fortune burst forth, his face pale but unbroken. Behind him, the mist coalesced into a black streak, resembling the one that had wounded Wang Wei, and sped after him with incredible velocity.

Heaven’s Fortune, his eyes gleaming, did not pause. As he fled, he touched his brow, and a rainbow of light shimmered into existence, forming a prismatic barrier that met the black streak head-on. The clash was deafening, the black streak and rainbow shield shattering simultaneously. Using the force of the impact, Heaven’s Fortune retreated without hesitation.

This sudden turn of events startled the Voidfiend, but he did not abandon his pursuit of Wang Lin, instead accelerating his pace.

The Gourd Elder, witnessing Heaven’s Fortune’s retreat, paled with horror. He turned to flee, but it was too late.

Behind him, the black mist roiled, reaching its zenith in an instant. A series of earth-shattering booms echoed through the air, and a muffled groan pierced through the din. Bellow, the demon, was flung violently from the mist, spewing blood. His demonic aura, seemingly scattered, struggled to reform, and his eyes burned with bitter resentment.

Behind him, the black mist contracted rapidly, vanishing into the armored form of an ancient demon.

The demon held a three-zhang long, black greatsword in his right hand. He strode forward, his steps unhurried but deceptively swift. With his second step, he drew near the Gourd Elder.

Terror contorted the Gourd Elder’s face, and he stumbled backwards. But as he moved, the demon swept past him, casually raising the greatsword, which arced across the elder’s frame.

An unimaginable edge of power bisected the elder, he could do nothing but watch, his face changed in realization. Before he could react, his gourd flew up to intercept, his hand reaching to strike it.

But even as the gourd spat forth a wave of arcane power, the greatsword cleaved through it with a sickening crack, splitting it in two. Behind it, the elder shuddered, looking down to see his body cleaved in two.

His very soul, caught within the severed body, had no chance to escape the greatsword’s devastating path.

All of this occurred in a heartbeat. The demon, Taga, did not falter, his form passed the ruins of the elder’s form.

The sight sent shivers down the spines of onlookers. The Black Robe, terror etched on his face, fled even faster.

Dripping blood from its tip, the demon’s face was contorted in a savage grin, and he resumed his pursuit of Bellow.

“Bellow, in remembrance of our ancestors, I spared you in days past. But now, you seek death. I can but grant your wish!”

“Lies!” Bellow cried as he retreated. “We agreed – I would take the body, you the memories. Had you not betrayed me, the Azure Frost flesh would be mine!”

The armored demon’s eyes narrowed with disdain. He raised the greatsword, calmly saying, “I merely betrayed you sooner. Had I waited, our fates would be reversed!” He swung the blade forward.

“Show me your true form, Ancient Demon!”

A blinding flash of light erupted, like the very creation of the world was cleaved open. As the demon struck, a deafening roar echoed through the heavens.

A blade of pure light, tens of thousands of feet in length, materialized in the air, crashing down upon Bellow. The demon’s face twisted in horror. The blade was too swift to dodge, and it struck him squarely.

With a sickening crunch, the blade tore through Bellow’s body, impacting the earth. The already shattered ground trembled and split, revealing a chasm of unfathomable depth, ten thousand feet long!

Bellow’s form was shattered, his flesh and blood exploding outwards. From the remnants of his destroyed frame, emerald demonic energy surged, coalescing in the air into a towering, hundred-zhang Ancient Demon!

This was the true form of Bellow. As soon as he appeared, he fled. The demon sneered, pursuing him relentlessly, he cared not for the others. He saw the others as ants, the only thing that had made him hesitate was a Ancient God’s aura.

The demon glanced at Wang Lin with cold eyes.

Wang Lin pushed his speed to the limit to get away from the Voidfiend that was hunting him down. But Wang Lin knew at the moment of crisis that the talisman from the rune clan was the only way.

“Go to the former palace where my wife is.” Wang Wei said. Wang Lin listened and he changed course.

Wang Lin found his wife and used the power of fire to waken his wife.

“You must open the path for us” Wang Lin communicated to his wife.

She nodded and opened the portal, and Wang Wei came and trapped the Voidfiend as they fled. The black robe also appeared and was brought through as well.

Bellow saw that the portal had opened and he escaped, and the demon tried to swallow Bellow.

Then Wang Lin and his wife appeared in the 8th level, and his wife said:

“Rain Realm Shrine, Yuan Crystal, Azure Blood.”

Then the demon appeared, and Wang Lin knew that he must get some blood from Qing Shuang.