Just at this moment, it suddenly saw a snow-white cloak appear in the void.

The cloak flipped open, and a long spear thrust out.

The spear was astonishingly beautiful, bursting with dazzling brilliance in the void, like a fully-bloomed dahlia.

Fixed Evil Long Spear, Purple Mansion Origin Burst!

Emperor Shixiang naturally knew the power of this strike and hastily brought out his lifebound secret treasure.

A golden pestle leaped out of the void like a blazing sun, emitting brilliant golden light, blocking the spear.

Spear blast!

Yet the explosive power was entirely intercepted by the golden pestle.

Emperor Shixiang's arm muscles knotted, and with a vigorous swing, the golden pestle carried the realm's force, brutally knocking away the Fixed Evil Long Spear that could severely wound Ye Suiyun, creating a trench in the solid ice with a booming blaze.

Yet, after this strike, the Netherworld Corpse Demon lunged at him, while two beams of light rapidly skimmed past his side.

Though the Netherworld Corpse Demon was charging at Emperor Shixiang, upon sensing the life aura within the two passing beams, it still acted, turning bone spikes into two fierce rays carrying intense impact to strike at them.

Emperor Shixiang suddenly turned back, his gaze fixed on those two beams of light, recognizing his target among them, however... he couldn't pursue, as the Netherworld Corpse Demon had already lunged at him.

The bone spikes carried a breath of annihilation, tearing through space like an executioner's blade.

Emperor Shixiang roared, wielding the golden pestle with both hands to block fiercely.

Boom!!

A strike like a stone sinking into the sea, producing a muffled sound, yet not at all retreating the Netherworld Corpse Demon.

Meanwhile, the two beams of light had reached the secret realm's exit.

Under the impact of Sea of Suffering's aura, the exit split open instantly.

Emperor Shixiang endured a strike, madly rushing towards the exit.

However... at the exit, an icy flying sword appeared.

The flying sword turned into a white light, shooting fiercely towards him.

"What the hell is this?!"

Emperor Shixiang was taken aback, yet felt that the sword was tremendously powerful, impossible to ignore.

He hurriedly blocked with all his might.

The flying sword exploded.

Elephant Emperor was blasted back to face the Netherworld Corpse Demon.

Simultaneously, the secret realm closed.

From within came the furious roar of the white elephant of Emperor Shixiang.

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...

Outside the secret realm.

Song Yan was already covered in blood, and Demon Mother Su Yao was not much better off.

In the Absolute Profound environment, a casual strike from the Netherworld Corpse Demon nearly annihilated them both.

Fortunately, both had their aces.

Song Yan used escape techniques plus body techniques, along with the identity token of the Formless Ancient Race. Although the token's material was extremely sturdy, at this moment... it was riddled with cracks, shattering instantly.

Demon Mother Su Yao inherited all the treasures of the Lingbo Ancient Race, treasures arriving one after the other, the snow-white cloak, the white-light flying sword, all were inheritances of the Lingbo Ancient Race, naturally only someone like her from the Lingbo Ancient Race could use them now.

Even so, Demon Mother Su Yao was not well off, blood streaming from her seven orifices now.

Both had become bloody figures, their minds buzzing for a moment, divine sense dizzy.

Luckily, it was these two, had it been others, even those in the Purple Mansion stage, in such an Absolute Profound environment, most likely would have perished instantly under a strike from the Netherworld Corpse Demon, exploding into a blood mist.

Song Yan was the first to recover, saying, "It's fortunate you acted; if the Elephant Emperor had blocked the exit, none of us would survive."

Demon Mother Su Yao was panting heavily, looking at the distance, she said, "According to plan, let's go!"

Without any hesitation, the two swiftly got up and fled in a sorry state towards afar.

However, while they fled, they both tacitly separated slightly.

Previously they hadn't separated because they were both in good condition; at this moment... it was not so.

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...

Vilampu was an extremely tall "female insect race," standing nearly ten feet high, even tall humans had to tiptoe and look up, to see its bizarre face bent downwards.

A face with a silver-white mask, behind which were rolling black insects, buzzing.

Seen from afar, they were completely unified, like black winds swirling upwards.

Vilampu did not enter the Ice Mirror Soul Threshold but guarded at the entrance.

With Emperor Shixiang entering, it was a sure thing; it was to prevent the target from escaping.

But just then, Vilampu suddenly received a mental message.

It was a plea for assistance from Emperor Shixiang.

A plea for assistance, not a plea for rescue!

Braving injuries, Emperor Shixiang found the array flag of the Absolute Profound Array and destroyed it, then discovered another layer outside this Absolute Profound Array. While cursing vehemently, he destroyed that layer too, waiting for the return of Profound Qi and engaging with the Netherworld Corpse Demon. Both sides were unable to do anything to each other for a time.

Were it the fully powered Emperor Shixiang, he could still defeat the Netherworld Corpse Demon. But having already been suppressed, and sustaining injuries breaking the array, this rise and fall naturally resulted in a stalemate.

The message he sent to Vilampu meant: even if he won here, he would be weakened, unable to pursue Changwang's Evil Treasure. If that Song Yan brat hid in the Tumor Realm to bide his time, waiting for the great army of the Ancient Race to arrive, it would be troublesome.

Vilampu gazed at the entrance to the Soul Threshold.

It suddenly began to perceive information transmitted back from the distant insect race.

It could ignore the Night King Ancient Race without a Late Stage Divine Infant, and it could ignore the Formless Ancient Race lacking a Late Stage Divine Infant, but it absolutely could not ignore the strongest among the alliance of the nine ancient races — Dragon Tomb Ancient Race.

Even among demons, the Dragon Tomb Ancient Race was one of the most mysterious.

They controlled the smallest territory among the ancient races, yet possessed the greatest power.

They were utterly indifferent to external affairs, and even the sects on their territory found it hard to find them.

They lived in ancient tombs.

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