In the desolate and deadly Valley of Fallen Demons, Ji Wushuang sets up a deadly trap!

After subduing the Spirit Fire, Lin Yuan, without stopping, took out that massive grand yin profound crystal.

He didn't have a professional Artifact Refining furnace, but this was not a problem for him at all.

He flicked his finger, and the newly born Yin-Yang Spirit Fire whistled out, like a Chaos-colored flood Dragon, completely enveloping and coiling around the grand yin profound crystal.

Under the calcination of the Chaos flames, the indestructible grand yin profound crystal actually began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. It did not turn into crimson molten iron, but transformed into a pool of pitch-black liquid, deep as the night sky yet shimmering with icy stars within. The Impurities inside were completely refined into nothingness under the alternating grinding of the Yin and Yang forces.

Lin Yuan slightly closed his eyes. His vast Divine Sense permeated from his body, turning into an invisible giant hammer; his surging magic power condensed into thousands of exquisite runes, like the most nimble carving knife in the world. He began to shape this mass of liquid.

What he was refining was the first Magic Treasure of his life. It was not a Flying Sword, but an overbearing Saber specifically created to counter lightning techniques and suppress pure Yang energy!

The body of the Saber was long and slender, bearing a hint of overbearing curvature. The handle was simple and unadorned. Although the entire process seemed somewhat hasty and rough, every single "refinement" contained his most direct understanding of power.

Half an hour later, the flames dissipated.

A long Saber, pitch-black like ink and seemingly able to absorb all light, quietly floated in mid-air.

Wisps of black frigid Qi occasionally emanated from the Saber's body, causing the surrounding air to condense. This was not ordinary cold Qi, but the power of Grand Yin, capable of directly striking the Divine Soul.

"What a good Saber!"

Lin Yuan reached out and grasped the handle, and a feeling of Bloodline connection arose spontaneously. He could feel the terrifying power contained within this Saber.

He casually swung it outwards, towards the outside of the flying boat.

There was no Saber light, nor any sound of tearing air.

Only an invisible, extremely condensed black Saber Qi flashed past.

Several miles away, a thousand-zhang-tall mountain peak silently developed a cut, smooth as a mirror, running from the summit to the base. Immediately after, the entire upper half of the mountain was covered in a layer of pitch-black profound ice, and then, with a "boom," it shattered into dust of ice filling the sky.

Yue Qingyao and the others watched, their scalps tingling.

If this Saber strike landed on a person... no, it wouldn't even need to hit them; the sheer frigid Saber Intent alone would be enough to freeze and injure a Nascent Soul Cultivator's Divine Soul!

"This Saber was born specifically to slay thunder. Let's call it 'thunder slaying saber'."

Lin Yuan contentedly stored the thunder slaying saber inside his body for nurturing, feeling great.

"Hanyou, continue guiding the way. Target: Demon Falling Valley!"

The flying boat once again transformed into a streak of light, speeding toward the Forbidden Ground of the Eastern Domain... Meanwhile, at the edge of Demon Falling Valley.

The yellowish-green poisonous miasma that shrouded the area year-round seemed like a barrier separating life and death.

Ji Wushuang, Situ Piaomiao, Ice Phoenix, and Xiong Kaishan of Hundred Beasts Mountain, along with several other Nascent Soul Cultivators, hovered in mid-air, gravely watching the desperate land ahead.

In their hands, they all held a crimson bead, which was the Red Yang Pearl capable of suppressing the poisonous miasma.

"Everyone, after entering the valley, you must suppress your Cultivation to the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining, otherwise, overly intense fluctuations of magic power will destabilize the space, causing spatial rifts to appear." Ji Wushuang, dressed in the mysterious gold dragon robe, spoke with an imposing voice, though her brows held a trace of unresolvable worry.

For this operation, they had practically mobilized all their forces, staking the safety of their Sects and nations on the heaven-piercing spirit treasure within Demon Falling Valley.

Just as they were preparing to move, an Escape Light rapidly flew in from the distant horizon.

Everyone immediately grew vigilant.

The Escape Light retracted before them, revealing a figure identical to Situ Piaomiao—it was her Early Nascent Soul Stage Clone. However, at this moment, the Clone's face was filled with anxiety and shock.

Situ Piaomiao's heart sank, knowing the situation was bad; otherwise, her Nascent Soul Clone would not have pursued her all the way here.

As the memory synchronized, her expression grew even gloomier.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, what happened?" Phoenix Nine Songs asked.

"Shortly after we left, Yin Corpse Sect and Five Poisons Sect, totaling four Nascent Soul Cultivators, arrived at the Misty Immortal Sect mountain gate! Junior Sister Qingyao, in order to preserve the lives of the tens of thousands of Disciples in the Sect, ... chose... chose to surrender! The Sect's Dao heritage has already been seized by that Lin Yuan!"

"What?!"

Ji Wushuang, Xiong Kaishan, and the others nearby also had drastic changes in expression, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"It's not just the Misty Immortal Sect!" Situ Piaomiao's voice was tearful. "Xuanfu Sect is the same! Fellow Daoist Murong was not in the Sect to preside over the overall situation, and with the Sect internally empty, they also chose to surrender! And... and Yan Yang Kingdom, the Imperial City is currently besieged by several Nascent Souls, I fear it might also be..."

Ji Wushuang's face instantly turned ashen, and the knuckles of the hand gripping the human emperor sword turned white from the force.

Sneak attack on the base!

That Lin Yuan actually took advantage of their full mobilization, pulled the rug out from under them, and completely wiped out their home bases!

'What about my Hundred Beasts Mountain?' Xiong Kaishan asked gruffly, his voice filled with tension.

"Hundred Beasts Mountain's situation is slightly better. It seems they received news ahead of time. Most Core Disciples and experts evacuated through secret tunnels before the siege, heading north all the way into the Vast Cold Domain and joining forces with Vast Cold Palace."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt slightly relieved, but immediately, a greater surge of anger and humiliation rose in their hearts.

They had become dogs without a home!

"Most importantly,' the Clone looked at everyone, a hint of fear flashing in its eyes, 'That Lin Yuan... he is bringing Ye Youmeng, Yue Qingyao, and Ji Hanyou, and heading towards Demon Falling Valley! It looks like he not only wants to seize our Dao heritage but also cut off our last hope and prevent us from retrieving the treasure!'"

A dead silence fell.

After a long time, terrifying killing intent burst forth from Ji Wushuang's eyes, her voice as cold as ten thousand-year profound ice.

"Good, good Lin Yuan! What a perfect plan to pull the rug out from under us!"

She scanned the group and said slowly, word by word, "We have no retreat left. Going back is walking straight into a trap. Our only chance at survival is within this valley!"

"He wants to come? Then let him come!"

"This Demon Falling Valley is the number one desperate land in the Eastern Domain! Does he think he can do whatever he wants just because he has more people?"

Situ Piaomiao's beautiful eyes burned with the fire of vengeance: "Fellow Daoist Ji is right! We cannot just enter like this; we must prepare a grand gift for him!"

"Exactly!' Xiong Kaishan punched the air, creating a muffled explosion. 'We will set a trap right at the entrance of this valley! If he dares to come, we will ensure he never returns!'"

Ji Wushuang slowly nodded, casting her gaze into the depths of the poisonous miasma, a cruel curve lifting the corner of her mouth: "Since he brought my younger sister, it means they know the safe route map. And I know that on that route map, there is a desperate spot where the space is extremely unstable. We will set up a Formation there. We will disrupt the space; as long as he dares to come, he will certainly be sliced into fragments by the spatial rifts!!"