Chapter 568: The Devil and the Voice Transmission

Zhenyi had long warned of the principle that everything was closely connected. With the Sin Abyss rising in power and Old Demon Ye full of ambition, should the Tianxing Alliance fall, the Small Cold Domain would not be far behind.

The Spiritual Infant cultivators from the Small Cold Domain immediately grasped the gravity of the situation upon hearing the red-haired grandmaster’s command. Without hesitation, they followed his lead. There was no time to retrieve their astras, so they turned at once to rescue the besieged.

Whatever grievances the two domains had would have to wait. The Tianxing Alliance could not be allowed to be destroyed by the Sin Abyss.

At that moment, the onslaught from the Sin Abyss cultivators finally descended upon the defenders of the Tianxing Alliance.

A tide of darkness surged from the sky, swallowing them whole.

Their hastily assembled defenses were swept aside like rotting weeds.

Cries of agony echoed through the air, chilling to the bone.

Moments ago, the Spiritual Infant cultivators had still appeared formidable. Now they were reduced to helpless lambs to the slaughter, submerged in the demonic tide. They were now lost in chaos, their fate uncertain.

By the time this massacre ended, who knew how many would survive?

As for the Golden Core cultivators, not one was expected to make it out alive.

Poof! Poof! Poof...

The reinforcements from the Small Cold Domain finally arrived, tearing through the demonic tide to rescue the trapped.

Qin Sang and the other Golden Core cultivators from the Small Cold Domain had no power to intervene in this battle. All they could do was watch.

Everyone was filled with dread. When they saw their own Spiritual Infant experts respond swiftly, they finally managed to steady their nerves, though they remained anxiously focused on the ongoing clash.

Still, when faced with the tragic condition of the Tianxing Alliance, it was hard not to feel a sense of shared sorrow, as if watching a rabbit die and mourning like a fox.

Among them, Qin Sang alone felt somewhat more at ease. He alone knew that Chenyan was a Spiritual Infant cultivator. Even if their side lost, as long as Wuji Sect's leader's plot had failed, Chenyan should be able to escape without much trouble.

He widened his eyes and peered into the chaos outside, only to see the Tianxing Alliance’s ranks in utter disarray. It was difficult to make out anything clearly.

Suddenly, he caught sight of one of the Tianxing Alliance’s Spiritual Infant cultivators. In an attempt to evade the demonic tide, the man accidentally exited the protective range of the Small Polaris Array. He hadn’t flown far before vanishing into thin air.

In the moment of his disappearance, a faint, nearly imperceptible ripple flickered across his body.

"Void Wind!"

Qin Sang’s expression changed dramatically.

That man had been a true Spiritual Infant cultivator, yet when struck by the Void Wind, he had no chance to resist. He was obliterated into nothingness, body and soul erased. Even his Spiritual Infant had not escaped.

So this was the terrifying power of the Void Wind!

No wonder the Small Polaris Array had nearly collapsed earlier after merely being grazed by it.

Next, Qin Sang saw a divine general wielding a war halberd break through the demonic tide. His body was riddled with wounds, not a patch of intact flesh on him. A gaping, bloody hole had torn through his abdomen.

Even the halberd in his hand was in pieces, the tip broken, its divine radiance dimmed.

He had clearly paid a steep price to make it out alive.

But just as a hint of relief surfaced on his face, countless devils pounced from the tide. They showed no fear of the divine general's strength. Ferocious and relentless, they rushed forward to tear into his flesh.

Alongside them, innumerable sinister chains surged into the sky like a nest of demonic serpents, twining and constricting.

The divine general was overwhelmed, unable to fend them off.

The scene was horrifyingly bloody, enough to sicken the soul.

Just as he was about to be ripped apart by the devils, the divine general let out a thunderous roar. He slapped the crown of his head, and a surge of azure light burst from his Baihui acupoint, blasting away the surrounding demonspawn. From his skull, a Spiritual Infant leapt forth.

Cradled in the arms of the Spiritual Infant was a cracked, grey-white treasure mirror. Its eyes were bright and alert; with a swift glance, it darted without hesitation toward the Small Cold Domain’s side.

The moment the divine general’s Spiritual Infant appeared, the devils reacted as if they had seen the most delicious delicacy in the world. Their ghostly eyes turned blood-red, and they let out bone-chilling shrieks as they chased after the escaping infant with frenzied hunger.

Ten thousand devils gave chase.

The terrifying sight made Qin Sang’s heart turn cold.

The divine general’s Spiritual Infant weaved and dodged, but its space to maneuver rapidly diminished. Just as despair loomed, a jade ruyi flew in, scattering emerald light. It struck the pursuing devils with crushing force, shattering the serpentine chains and opening a path.

The one who intervened was none other than Daoist Master Chongyi.

"Thank you for saving my life, Daoist," the divine general’s Spiritual Infant called out with lingering fear, bowing in mid-air.

Daoist Master Chongyi gave a nod and continued wielding the jade ruyi to rescue others.

The divine general’s Spiritual Infant huddled in a corner, beginning to heal.

By all reason, a lone, disembodied Spiritual Infant would have easily drawn covetous eyes. But now, no one dared to act rashly. They could only suppress their greed and sneak a few more glances from afar.

One by one, the Spiritual Infant cultivators of the Tianxing Alliance were rescued.

Each of them appeared utterly wretched. Almost none came out unscathed.

As expected, the Golden Core cultivators had already perished. Their primordial spirits had been devoured by the devils unleashed by the Sin Abyss. This was a tragic end.

Qin Sang secretly felt fortunate. If he and Wandering Man hadn’t stumbled upon the Sin Abyss’ scheme by chance, they too might have followed in the Tianxing Alliance’s Golden Core cultivators' footsteps.

Beneath the six-armed devilish shadow, a withered old man in black robes clutched a black stone sculpture in his hand.

The sculpture depicted that very six-armed ancient devil, carved with lifelike detail. Even the expression in its eyes looked vivid and sinister.

"Damn you two old fossils. Consider yourselves lucky!"

The old man cursed, his expression grim. Although the ambush had achieved some results, the outcome had fallen far short of expectations.

At the very least, wiping out both domains in one stroke was now impossible.

Opportunities like this would not come again.

Feeling deeply regretful, the old man hesitated briefly before speaking in a low voice, "Enough! The phantom of the ancient devil is nearly out of time. If we keep this up, we won’t kill many more. Destroy their Small Polaris Array!"

The cultivators under his command immediately obeyed.

In the next instant, dense demonic qi surged out from the six-armed devil's body, rushing violently into all six arms. The arms then raised high in unison like a great hammer, and came smashing down toward the Small Polaris Array once more.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Strike after strike landed with thunderous force.

The six-armed devil had begun burning its origin power, striking like a madman.

Within the array, the Polaris dimmed with each blow.

Finally, on the last strike, part of the star chart collapsed. The Polaris dimmed to its utmost limit, on the verge of going dark!

The six-armed devil had spent too much. It now trembled on the verge of collapse, barely holding together.

With a wave of his long arm, the emaciated old man barked, "Retreat!"

The Sin Abyss cultivators followed the order without hesitation, immediately withdrawing their devils and chains, retreating in eerie silence.

The Sin Abyss had actually retreated. Just as joy began to appear on everyone’s faces, they noticed something wrong with the Small Polaris Array.

"This is bad!"

The collapse of the Small Polaris Array was now beyond salvaging. The red-haired grandmaster and Daoist Master Zhenyi were both horrified. They exerted their full strength to stabilize the array and cried out urgently, "Get into Ziwei Palace, now!"

Without the protection of the Small Polaris Array, they too would be walking toward death.

Even in retreat, Old Demon Ye had made sure to land one last vicious blow!

There was no time to rest. Everyone hastily activated the broken spiritual array, racing against time to escape.

During this flight, cultivators were repeatedly devoured by the Void Wind as the array crumbled.

Dongyang Bo could no longer hold the line alone. To protect Qin Sang and the others, Chenyan could no longer afford to hide her strength. She revealed her Spiritual Infant cultivation at last.

They finally made it to the edge of the celestial array. The Small Polaris Array had nearly collapsed, and they could no longer stay in formation, drifting along with the current.

Just as they were about to enter Ziwei Palace, Qin Sang suddenly heard Granny Jing’s voice in his ear.