Chapter 875 - 606: [Silkworm Master] [Mother of Eternal Night]_2

It is none other than the Luohan of Eight Aspects, second on the Heavenly Rankings!

Another person is covered in dark red long hair, with skin writhing constantly underneath. Two sturdy arms grow from both the front and the back, totaling six arms. Each hand holds a golden shining disc, exuding a fierce and overwhelming aura.

This is the Mola Sect Leader, ranked fourth on the Heavenly Rankings!

Beyond the web, there are the Hundred Year Scholar, second on the Divine Rankings, and the True Master of the Absolute Sword, seventh on the Divine Rankings... all are Major Sect-level grandmasters.

Familiar silhouettes of top warriors appear, all controlled by the Seven Emotions Fairy with her webs. Their eyes are hollow, their bodies emit a deathly aura, and they have become puppets knowing nothing but obedience.

"Hiss—it’s the Luohan of Eight Aspects! The second on the Heavenly Rankings, how could he be controlled by the Seven Emotions Fairy?"

"And the Mola Sect Leader! With six-armed discs, I saw him personally cut down three grandmasters in one strike, and now he’s a puppet!"

"It’s terrifying!"

"The Seven Emotions Fairy’s methods can even control experts at the forefront of the Heavenly Rankings. The power of the Demon Palace is simply unfathomable!"

The discussions among the spectators became increasingly intense.

Even those normally proud Divine Ranking grandmasters turned pale, silently grateful they hadn’t opposed the Demon Palace.

Those at the Heavenly Realm level felt an intense coldness in their hearts, their body hair standing on end. They exchanged glances, seeing astonishment, dread, and a barely detectable fear in each other’s eyes.

Experts of the Heavenly Realm have all comprehended Heavenly Dharma Aspect, making ordinary mental secret techniques ineffective.

Yet the Seven Emotions Fairy managed to turn the Luohan of Eight Aspects, second on the Heavenly Rankings, and the Mola Sect Leader, fourth, into puppets. This strange power and strength have surpassed their understanding, even posing a lethal threat.

"The cultivation of the Seven Emotions Fairy has reached such a level..."

"If the Luohan of Eight Aspects can be controlled by her, I’m afraid I would struggle to escape as well."

"The Mola Sect Leader was once so domineering, and now he’s her controlled weapon. The strength of the Demon Master Xu Chen to train such subordinates..."

"Alas! Ren Tianxing in this battle may indeed be in grave danger."

Another person sighed lightly:

"The Demon Palace has dominated the land for eight hundred years, proving its formidable reputation is no lie!"

In front of the cliff, the three major experts revealed their ominous presence.

The Luohan of Eight Aspects’ eightfold golden body, the Mola Sect Leader’s six-armed disc... Their aura was overwhelming to the point of suffocation, causing the void to tremble slightly.

Yet Ren Tianxing stood with his hands behind his back, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his domineering aura undiminished. He spoke lightly:

"Just the three of you, along with these puppets, dare to block me?"

Boom—!

The sky suddenly shattered, and a black hole as dark as ink appeared out of nowhere. Inside, thunder surged, and electric serpents danced wildly. The sizzling sound of electricity pierced the void, stinging eardrums.

A force breaking beyond the shackles of this world overflowed like a tide, twisting the void wherever it passed.

The Seven Emotions Fairy, the Fox Venerable, and the Crimson Training Sect Leader all abruptly changed their expressions, exclaiming:

"You’ve also stepped into the Shattering Realm!"

Upon hearing this, Ren Tianxing threw his head back and laughed wildly, his voice shaking the nine heavens:

"Also?"

"Hahahaha—!"

"The Demon Master is indeed one of us!"

Before he finished speaking, he pointed with his fingers.

Buzz—!

A dense chant of monks suddenly echoed through the heavens and the earth, low but unending, entangling the void and penetrating the Divine Soul. There was no fervent rhythm, only a bewildering eeriness.

"Stone Man Sutra..."

"Cannibal Sutra..."

The whispers were mysterious and obscure. As they hit their ears, the three of them seemed struck by lightning, trembling violently and instantly suffering a backlash from their cultivation techniques!

Ah—!

The Fox Venerable let out piercing screams, uncontrollably extending skeletal claws to the numerous vertical pupils on their own fur, gouging them out one by one, mercilessly shoving them into their mouths, blood pouring from the corners of their mouths, staining the fur red, appearing grotesque.

The Crimson Training Sect Leader also convulsed, her beautiful face twisting and distorting.

She suddenly opened her mouth, a hoarse and eerie sound emitted from her throat. Scarlet mist flooded back in, swallowing poison and insects that gnawed on her organs into her stomach.

In an instant, her belly swelled visibly like a drum, her body covered in dense black spots, underneath which countless insects seemed to writhe, extremely eerie.

Crack—!

The colorful spider silk around the Seven Emotions Fairy broke inch by inch, dark golden viscous liquid oozing from the fractures, emitting a rotten stench.

She barely steadied herself, the true form of the human-faced spider trembling slightly, her eyes vacant, yet she didn’t descend into the same frenzied mutation as the other two.

At that moment—

Dong—!

Three crisp chimes sounded from their Mud Ball Palaces, deep and distant like a morning bell piercing the fog, pulling the three of them back from the frenzy of backlash.

The three awakened suddenly, their faces as pale as paper, pupils contracting, body hair standing on end.

The next moment.

An extreme hunger emanating from the depths of the void arrived.

They would die!

Be devoured alive!

Just as the three were on the verge of collapse, the void suddenly fluctuated—

Boom!

A giant hand, large enough to cover the sky, appeared out of nowhere, its palm swirling with cold black mist.

In the mist, countless twisted runes wriggled indistinctly, indescribable. With a gentle sweep, the three were enveloped, the dire hunger instantly vanishing without a trace.

"Please let Mr. Ren enter!"

An ancient and deep voice came from within the depths of the Demon Palace, penetrating the black mist, echoing over the cliff top.

"At your command!"

The Seven Emotions Fairy and the other two felt as though they had been granted amnesty, immediately retracting their true forms, bowing in obeisance, and stepping aside to lead the way, not daring to show the slightest negligence.

Ren Tianxing stepped into the Demon Palace at a leisurely pace, passing through layers of black mist. What came into view was that familiar silhouette.