“This is the Celestial Devil Law, a higher level than the Heart Devil Law! Are you the Celestial Devil Dao Ancestor of yesteryear?” The Demon Lord stared intently at Yinming Dao Ancestor, speaking each word with emphasis.

Yinming Dao Ancestor remained silent, standing there quietly, blocking the way.

“What… Celestial Devil Dao Ancestor!” Upon hearing this, the plump woman in the white dress’s expression changed.

The other three Demon Dao Ancestors were also startled, but the rest of the Demon race were completely bewildered.

The True Immortal Realm people within Yaochi were also mostly confused by the Demon Lord’s words. Only True Lord Cangwu and the other two Dao Ancestors, along with a very few who had lived for extremely long ages, changed their expressions, looking at Yinming Dao Ancestor in astonishment.

Meng Gu was one of them.

“Master, who is the Celestial Devil Dao Ancestor? Everyone seems very afraid of him.” Yu Menghan sensed the strange atmosphere and asked in a low voice.

“The Celestial Devil Dao Ancestor is a Dao Ancestor from a long-ago era, said to have lived even longer than Supreme Gu or Jin. The Celestial Devil Law’s power is bizarre and unpredictable… It’s said that during each of his closed-door cultivations, his soul would wander beyond the heavens, his consciousness transforming into countless fragments, seeping into various realms, seeking suitable cultivators, and enhancing his laws by infecting their minds… This is what many lower-realm cultivators call Extraterrestrial Demons.” Meng Gu glanced at Yu Menghan and transmitted her voice, seemingly afraid of being overheard.

“So the Extraterrestrial Demons were all created by this person!” Yu Menghan was greatly shocked.

Extraterrestrial Demons were a concern for all cultivators who had reached the Great Ascension stage and beyond. Each advancement in cultivation had a certain probability of their appearance. Countless people had fallen due to Extraterrestrial Demon invasions.

“Of course, this is just a rumor, it may not be true. However, the Celestial Devil Law is extremely terrifying, able to easily invade a cultivator’s body, driving them mad, and then devouring their Seven Emotions to replenish its power. This person was an unadulterated great devil in his time, having directly destroyed no less than a thousand lower-realm spaces to devour the power of the Seven Emotions, and even several Immortal Domains of the True Immortal Realm were destroyed by him. The Heavenly Court Lord at the time was furious and dispatched more than a dozen Dao Ancestors to hunt him down. After that, he disappeared without a trace and never reappeared. I never thought he was still alive.” A hint of fear flashed in Meng Gu’s eyes.

“That might not be the case. Perhaps the Celestial Devil Dao Ancestor of the past is already dead, and this person is someone else who cultivated the Celestial Devil Law to the Dao Ancestor realm,” Yu Menghan guessed, not frightened by Meng Gu’s words.

“That’s also possible, but regardless of whether this person is the Celestial Devil Dao Ancestor of the past, he is very dangerous. We should stay as far away as possible,” Meng Gu said.

…

Within the Ten Direction Immortal Formation, Han Li looked at Meng Yuan, his brow slightly furrowed.

At this moment, Meng Yuan’s entire body was rippling with a white halo. His originally fair and flawless skin began to wither and shrink in an instant, and wooden patterns began to appear on his body.

At the same time, the outer robe covering his body transformed into a clump of withered grass in a matter of seconds.

The white-robed man, who had originally looked like a young child, had turned into a scarecrow made of wood and withered grass in the blink of an eye.

Han Li glanced at the scarecrow, and an odd feeling arose in his heart for some reason.

“What kind of law is this…” Han Li thought to himself.

“The ancient gods in legends were able to speak heavenly decrees and make prophecies come true. I wonder how that compares to my Curse Law?” Meng Yuan, who had transformed into a scarecrow, suddenly spoke, his voice sounding somewhat ethereal.

As soon as he said this, a ball of blood-colored light suddenly lit up in his left palm.

Almost at the same time, Han Li felt a sharp pain coming from the palms of his three left arms.

When he looked down, he found that all three palms had been pierced through, and blood was gurgling out of them.

Han Li hurriedly tried to circulate his immortal spiritual power to repair the wounds, but when he tried it, not only did the flesh and blood of the wounds not recover, but the blood flowed out even faster.

“Don’t worry, the show has just begun. Enjoy it.” Meng Yuan’s ethereal voice sounded again.

Han Li’s eyebrows twitched suddenly. Three more large holes appeared out of thin air on his three left arms with a "chi" sound. Blood was flowing profusely, and the situation was completely uncontrollable.

From the moment the first wound appeared, Han Li secretly circulated the Spirit Refining Art, driving his divine sense to the extreme. He concentrated all his mind to probe the surroundings for hidden means of attack, but he gained nothing.

"Could it be that he can really kill others with just a curse?" Han Li was puzzled.

"Where should we go next? The shoulders, perhaps…" Meng Yuan’s voice sounded again.

Upon hearing this, Han Li’s mind raced like lightning. The star power in his body quickly turned around, and a dazzling white light lit up in the profound apertures of his shoulders, like a layer of magical armor protecting his left and right shoulders.

"Pfft…"

However, it was completely useless. Another bloody hole burst open in his left shoulder.

Han Li's expression sank slightly, and a light flashed on his body, and he returned to his human form.

"Your methods do have some merit. I think that with the strength of my physique, I shouldn’t be so不堪. Can you explain a thing or two?" Han Li looked at the scarecrow from afar and asked.

"I can… I will tell you everything after you die. Next will be the lower abdomen, it will hurt more than before. Fellow Daoist Han, please bear with it, haha…" Meng Yuan said, bursting into laughter.

Immediately afterward, Han Li felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen without warning. A bloody hole as thick as a child's arm pierced through it, and the oozing blood instantly wet his clothes.

Han Li's face turned slightly pale, and he staggered backward two steps.

He tried to lift his scarred left arm, but found that his entire arm was as heavy as if it were tied with lead stones.

"Fellow Daoist Han, there is no need to pretend. These injuries are not enough to make your face pale and your steps unsteady. But don't worry, there are many more methods behind, enjoy them slowly." Meng Yuan's voice sounded, with a hint of sarcasm.

"Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. I am just using some low-level tricks to attract your attention." Han Li said with a smile, but his right arm, hidden in his sleeve, pointed his fingers and swiped left and right.

"Swoosh, swoosh," two sounds of air being torn apart suddenly sounded.

Two golden sword lights, without making any electrical noises, silently shot towards the scarecrow's head and back of the heart. The angles were very tricky, and the speed was extremely fast.

Two figures, Zishan and Dongli Hu, suddenly flashed past in front of and behind the scarecrow, respectively, blocking the two flying swords.

"As expected, seeing me so badly injured, you didn’t continue to attack me, but instead protected you. It seems that once your curse technique is activated, the main body cannot move. But I am a little curious, why didn’t you cast it outside the formation? Wouldn’t that be foolproof?" Han Li said slowly.

"The Ten Direction Myriad Immortal Grand Formation can isolate the heavens and the earth. This technique will also be isolated outside the formation. If that were not the case, how could this grand formation trap you?" Meng Yuan directly gave the answer this time.

"I see." Han Li nodded, his killing intent suddenly soaring.

The seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords suspended around Meng Yuan and the other two instantly flashed with sword light, and at the same time, they flew towards the three of them.

Zishan and Dongli Hu, one in front and one behind, protected Meng Yuan in the center. One supported a golden light curtain, and the other separated a purple flame light curtain, forming a huge spherical light curtain, protecting the three in the center.

The seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords roared constantly, turning into countless crisscrossing thunderous sword shadows, surrounding the entire spherical light curtain so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass through, constantly slashing on it, but they were never able to break through it with a single sword.

"Meng Yuan, say less nonsense, kill him quickly." Dongli Hu said with some anger between his eyebrows.

"If you can do it, then you do it…" Meng Yuan cursed in his heart, but his casting was not ambiguous.

In the next moment, Han Li felt a burning sensation in his heart, and a hot pain came over him. Another bloody mouth, actually pierced through him, sticking to his heart meridian.

After this blow, cold sweat gradually flowed down Han Li's forehead. He found that the left half of his body had begun to become a little numb. It was not the stiffness brought about by excessive blood loss, but the feeling that his flesh, blood, tendons, and bones were all sealed by the spell, so that all the immortal spiritual power and star power could not be operated.

It was as if… his body was gradually turning into a scarecrow little by little.

"If this continues, it won't be good…" Han Li muttered to himself, and his mind moved slightly.

The seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Swords instantly stopped their continuous attacks, transformed back into the appearance of a child, and after flying around in the high altitude, a majestic thunder and lightning heavenly gate emerged above the nine heavens.

"Meng Yuan, hurry up, that guy seems to have realized something is wrong." Zishan urged him.

"Don't rush, with one more needle nailed into the dantian, he can only be captured without resistance, waiting for his death…"

Meng Yuan could only secretly complain in his heart. This Curse Law was one of the laws that contradicted the way of heaven. Usually, it was not easy to cast, and if you were not careful, it would be more easily eroded by the way of heaven than other laws.

While he was speaking, on the body that had transformed into a scarecrow, a transparent long needle that was almost impossible to detect with the naked eye, right below the lower abdomen, was pointing directly at the position of the dantian, inch by inch stabbing into the scarecrow.

At the same time, Han Li also noticed that there was a faint pain in his dantian.

"Rumble…"

At this moment, the Heaven-Reaching Sword Formation arranged by the Sword Spirit Child above the nine heavens, the heavenly gate suddenly opened, and a huge thunder and lightning sword condensed from hundreds of golden dragons slashed down, straight towards Meng Yuan.

Dongli Hu looked up, his eyes suddenly changed. He saw that the sword light was falling straight towards the gap where his and Zishan's light curtain were connected without any deviation.

"This can't be stopped…"

He shouted, and directly withdrew the defensive light curtain, and flew up to meet it. One of his palms suddenly clenched, and the shadows of several mountain peaks appeared in his palm, and he smashed it towards the golden sword light.

The power of this punch was the superposition of the power of several famous majestic mountains and peaks. The terrifying energy was conceivable.

With a loud "boom"!

When the shocking punch hit the golden sword light, the golden sword light did not have the slightest resistance and directly collapsed.

A look of surprise flashed in Dongli Hu's eyes, and he shouted: "Not good…"

The sword formation just now was just a bluff, and it didn't really mean to fight him head-on. The two collapsed on their own before they were about to touch, so Dongli Hu's punch was actually hitting in the air.

Zishan also realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly went to intercept the scattered sword light, but it was too late.

An Azure Bamboo Cloudswarm Sword had already flown close to Meng Yuan's side, hidden in the sword light.

At this time, the transparent long needle at the position of the scarecrow's dantian was only one inch away from completely piercing through it…