Before them, the behemoth from the depths of the earth sent shivers down the spines of Han Li and the others.

A single hand was like a mountain, making its true form almost unimaginable!

The black flames were clearly also karma fire, but the baleful aura and scorching power contained within were more than a hundred times stronger than what they had encountered in the Lake of Karma Fire.

What shocked them the most was the archaic and fierce primal aura emanating from the pit in the earth, filled with a contempt for all living things and a heart-wrenching, innate fury.

"The thing we released seems a little terrifying. I'm afraid this Asura City won't be peaceful now," Shi Chuan Kong said, inhaling sharply.

"Fellow Daoist Li, this thing... should we really have released it?" Hu San looked at Han Li, muttering with some hesitation.

"If we don't release it, we're doomed. If we release it, there might be a glimmer of opportunity," Han Li said, shaking his head slightly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a dense sound of metal grinding echoed from underground.

A dozen incomparably thick, scarlet chains suddenly shot out from the ground, each one covered with countless tiny runes.

These chains seemed to have eyes, wrapping around the giant hand. The runes on them flickered, and spiritual light blazed as they suddenly tightened.

"Clang clang clang"

The various runes engraved on the stone pillars around the pit flickered with light, and the sound of tightening chains echoed.

Then, an earth-shattering roar came from underground!

Han Li and the others felt a tremor through their bodies, shaking their internal organs. They staggered back a short distance.

Under the powerful pulling force of the chains, the giant hand left three shocking, enormous gashes on the ground as it slowly slid back into the pit.

"The seal doesn't seem to be completely broken. What's going on?" Han Li frowned, asking.

Hearing this, Shi Chuan Kong quickly flew to the only remaining altar on the ground, examining it closely.

After a moment of inspection, his gaze fell on a flame-shaped pattern exposed after the altar's edge collapsed.

"The formation here seems similar to our Demon Clan's Qiankun Jinyou Formation on the surface, but it's very different inside. We may have only loosened the seal. Judging from the position of these runes, completely breaking it might require injecting some fire-attribute law power here to help release the seal," Shi Chuan Kong said uncertainly.

"Need fire-attribute law power? Fellow Daoist Bai Li is still outside buying us time. Where are we going to find fire-attribute law power?" Hu San said with a wry smile.

Shi Chuan Kong choked, none of them had cultivated fire-attribute law power.

"Maybe he can help..." Han Li frowned, hesitating slightly.

A loud "Boom" came from outside.

Then, a roar like that of a dragon echoed.

Han Li's expression changed instantly. He knew this was the cry of Bai Li Yan's candle dragon transformation.

He no longer hesitated. With a wave of his hand, a silver light gate appeared.

Inside the gate, Chi Rong was leaning against the wall. Venerable Hot Flame had also woken up, but his eyes were still devoid of light, indicating that his mind was not yet clear. The two Netherworld Clan children were still unconscious in the corner.

"We can only try... Fellow Daoist Chi, now you and we are trapped in the Gray World together, so we are on the same boat..."

Before Han Li could finish, Chi Rong interrupted him.

"Just say it, what do you want me to do..." he said, pushing himself to his feet.

"Lend me your fire-attribute law power," Han Li said immediately.

"The cultivation art I practice focuses on time law, and fire attribute is just an accessory. Furthermore, the restrictions in my body haven't been removed, and I was previously drained of too much fire-attribute law power by those Netherworld slaves to refine some magic treasures. There's not much power left in my body. If you need me to do something big, you might be disappointed," Chi Rong said slowly.

Han Li looked at Shi Chuan Kong, who said, "It's alright, it's just to guide the restriction formation."

Hearing this, Chi Rong said nothing more and stepped out of the silver light gate, flying towards the altar on the ground.

As he approached the altar, his body suddenly swayed, as if he couldn't support himself and was about to slide down. Shi Chuan Kong quickly grabbed him.

"Just inject the fire-attribute law power into this pattern," Shi Chuan Kong said, pointing to the edge of the altar.

Chi Rong glanced at the altar and then looked down into the pit, his brows twitching slightly.

"Time is pressing, please hurry, Fellow Daoist Chi," Han Li's eyes narrowed slightly, urging him.

Chi Rong said nothing and raised a palm, covering the flame pattern on the edge of the altar. The law power within his body began to operate, and a patch of crimson firelight blazed in his palm.

While Han Li and the others were focused on the altar, two figures moved together from within the silver light gate that had not been closed. They flew out of the doorway and twisted in mid-air, flying towards the outside of the hall.

Han Li caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and realized that it was the two Netherworld Clan children they had captured earlier.

"Fellow Daoist Li, do you want me to catch them back?" Hu San asked, seeing this.

"Let them go. In this situation, it makes no difference whether we have these two children or not," Han Li said, shaking his head.

But at this moment, an unexpected change occurred!

As Chi Rong's fire-attribute law power lit up the flame pattern on the altar, a black whirlwind-like vortex of air suddenly flew out from the pit with a low roar, instantly catching up with the two children who were about to escape.

Han Li and the others looked over and saw a very bloody scene.

The clothes on the two children instantly decayed, and their exposed bodies rapidly collapsed. The skin oozed blood and rotted, and the bones fractured and shattered. Soon, they turned into two clumps of viscous blood paste, which was sucked back by the black vortex of air.

Dimly, Han Li felt a very special aura in the blood paste, somewhat similar to the True Spirit bloodline in his body, but not exactly the same. The blood energy was strong, but also extremely yin and baleful.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the entire hall began to shake violently again. Then, large swaths of crimson-black flames surged up again, erupting from the pit like lava.

"Get out of the way," Han Li said, waving his hand to close the Flower Branch Cave Heaven and flashing away.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shi Chuan Kong and the others had also retreated in advance.

"Clang clang clang..."

A series of rapid chain friction sounds came continuously from the gushing flames. The giant hand that had appeared earlier reappeared, but as soon as it rushed out of the pit, it was pulled back by the scarlet chains.

However, this time, the power of the fiery giant hand was obviously several times stronger.

"Bang bang bang"

A series of explosions sounded continuously, and the chains wrapped around the fiery giant hand flickered wildly, breaking apart.

The giant hand soared into the sky, the fingertips pointing directly at the roof above the hall, piercing it like a piece of thin paper. Then, as if it had found a leverage point, it grabbed the entire hall and pulled upwards with force.

A dense sound of chains continued to come from the underground pit, where the flames churned violently, like a stormy sea, emitting a powerful and unparalleled aura.

Han Li and the others were unable to steady themselves against the impact of this aura and crashed into the walls around them.

Inside the underground pit, the scarlet flames gradually extinguished, while the black fire waves rose violently, rushing up like a gushing well. Cracks on the ground spread rapidly, soon extending beyond the hall.

Outside the hall, in the plaza, Yin Gua had removed the Dark Prison, and the shadow that had covered the sky no longer existed.

Behind him, eight thick shadows condensed into giant arms, extending high into the sky. Each giant hand held onto a key acupoint on the body of the black candle dragon transformed by Bai Li Yan.

The black candle dragon had obviously completely lost its fighting power. Its entire body was limp, covered with shocking, huge wounds. Black blood flowed from its slightly open maw, and it was on the verge of death.

Relatively not far away, a black cage made of countless intertwined wood vines imprisoned a petite figure, but she was covered in black ghost vines, making it impossible to see her clearly.

A series of muffled tremors, “boom rumble,” echoed continuously from underground.

Increasingly dense cracks spread out from the hall like a spider web, extending along the plaza beneath their feet towards the entire palace, quickly occupying an area of ​​several thousand feet, almost covering the entire underground space.

Dust billowed on the ground, and wisps of black karma fire emerged from the cracks in the ground, like black lotuses blooming in various parts of this underground space.

"Haha... It's out... Good..." The black candle dragon's eyes lit up slightly, and it said haltingly.

"Elder Yin Xu..." Gui Mu's expression was a little ugly, and he turned to look at Yin Xu.

"A bunch of ignorant ants!" Yin Xu roared, almost spewing fire from his eyes.

His expression turned cold, and with a sway of his body, the eight shadow giant hands behind him suddenly exerted force.

With a "chi" sound, large amounts of black blood splattered out, falling like bloody rain. The candle dragon's body, transformed by Bai Li Yan, was torn into nine pieces like cloth.

Sections of the corpse fell from the air. A relatively complete dragon head fell at Yin Xu's feet and was crushed by his foot.

At the moment of its explosion, only a black shadow shot along the ground.

"Quick, go in, it might still be in time..." Although Yin Xu had noticed it, he had no time to pay attention to it. He could only roar angrily, lunging forward, heading straight for the hall's doorway.