“This is the Heavenly Devil Law, a level higher than the Heart Devil Law! Are you the Heavenly Devil Dao Ancestor from back then?” The Devil Lord stared intently at Yinming Dao Ancestor, enunciating each word.

Yinming Dao Ancestor did not speak, standing silently there, blocking the path.

“What… Heavenly Devil Dao Ancestor!” Upon hearing this, the white-skirted fat woman’s expression changed.

The other three Devil Race Dao Ancestors were also shocked, but the other Devil Race people looked blank.

The people from the True Immortal World within Yaochi were mostly clueless upon hearing the Devil Lord's words. Only True Lord Cangwu and the other two Dao Ancestors, along with a very few who had lived for an extremely long time, changed their expressions, looking at Yinming Dao Ancestor in astonishment.

Meng Gu was one of them.

“Master, who is the Heavenly Devil Dao Ancestor? Everyone seems very afraid of him,” Yu Menghan asked quietly, sensing the strange atmosphere.

“The Heavenly Devil Dao Ancestor is a Dao Ancestor from ancient times, said to have lived even longer than Supreme Gu or Jin. The Heavenly Devil Law is strangely unpredictable… It is said that during each of his closed-door cultivations, his soul would wander beyond the heavens, his consciousness dividing into billions, infiltrating various realms, seeking suitable cultivators, and using infection of their minds to enhance his Law… This is what many cultivators in the lower realms call Extraterrestrial Devils," Meng Gu said, glancing at Yu Menghan in a voice transmission, as if afraid of being overheard.

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

Extraterrestrial Devils were a worry for all cultivators who had reached the Mahayana stage. They had a certain probability of appearing with each advancement in cultivation, and countless people had fallen due to the invasion of the Heavenly Devils.

“Of course, this is just a rumor, it may not be true. However, the Heavenly Devil Law is extremely terrifying, capable of easily invading a cultivator's body, driving them mad, and then devouring their seven emotions to replenish its power. This person was an absolute devil back then, having directly destroyed no less than a thousand lower realm spaces in order to devour the power of the seven emotions, and even several Immortal Domains of the True Immortal World were destroyed by him. The Lord of the Heavenly Court at the time was enraged, and dispatched more than a dozen Dao Ancestors to hunt him down, after which he disappeared and never appeared again. I never thought he was still alive,” a hint of fear flashed in Meng Gu’s eyes.

“That’s not necessarily true, maybe the Heavenly Devil Dao Ancestor of that time is already dead, and this person is someone else who cultivated the Heavenly 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 Heavenly Devil Dao Ancestor from back then, 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 was rippling with a white halo all over his body. His originally fair and flawless skin began to shrivel and contract in an instant, and wooden patterns began to appear on his body.

At the same time, the outer robe covering his body actually turned into a clump of withered grass in a few breaths.

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

Han Li glanced at the scarecrow, and for some reason, a very strange feeling rose in his heart.

“What Law is this…” Han Li thought to himself.

“The ancient gods in the world's legends could utter divine decrees and make prophecies come true. I wonder how that compares to my Curse Law?” Meng Yuan, who had already transformed into a scarecrow, suddenly spoke, his voice sounding somewhat ethereal.

After saying a word, a ball of blood 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 left three arms simultaneously.

When he looked down, he found that his three palms were pierced through at the same time, with blood gurgling out.

Han Li hurriedly tried to circulate his immortal spiritual power to repair the wounds, but as a result, 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 only just begun, enjoy it,” Meng Yuan’s ethereal voice sounded again.

Han Li’s eyebrows twitched suddenly. On his left three arms, there were three more large holes, appearing out of nowhere with a "chi" sound, and the blood flowed like a torrent, completely unstoppable.

From the moment the first wound appeared, Han Li had secretly circulated the Refining Spirit Technique, urging his divine sense power to the extreme, and concentrating all his mind to investigate whether there were any hidden means of attack around him, but he found nothing.

“Could it be that it is really possible to kill others with just curses?” Han Li felt a burst of doubt in his heart.

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

Hearing the sound, Han Li’s thoughts flashed like lightning, and the star power in his body was quickly transferred. The Profound Apertures at his shoulders lit up with a brilliant white light, like a layer of magic armor protecting his left and right shoulders.

“Puff…”

However, it was completely useless, and a bloody hole burst open on his left shoulder again.

Han Li’s face sank slightly, and his body flashed with light, returning to his human form.

“Your methods are indeed somewhat ingenious. I believe that my physique is strong, so it shouldn’t be so不堪(bukanslatable, meaning vulnerable), may I ask for some explanation?” Han Li looked at the scarecrow from afar and asked.

“You can… I will tell you everything in detail after you die. Next up is the lower abdomen, it will hurt even more than before, Fellow Daoist Han, please bear with it, haha…” Meng Yuan said, then laughed wildly.

Immediately afterwards, Han Li felt a sudden sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and a bloody hole as thick as a child's arm pierced through it, and the oozing blood instantly soaked his clothes.

Han Li’s face only turned slightly pale, and he staggered back two steps.

He tried to lift his scarred left arm, but found that his entire arm was like tied with lead, extremely heavy.

“Fellow Daoist doesn’t need to pretend like that, these injuries are not enough to make your face turn pale and your steps unsteady. But don’t worry, there are many more methods later, you can enjoy them slowly,” Meng Yuan’s voice sounded, with a hint of sarcasm.

“Fellow Daoist has misunderstood, it’s just using some insignificant sleight of hand to attract attention,” Han Li said with a smile, but his right arm hidden in his sleeve swiped left and right with his fingers together.

"Swoosh, swoosh," two sounds of breaking through the air suddenly sounded.

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

Two figures, Zi Shan and Dong Lihu, suddenly flashed past in front of and behind the scarecrow, respectively blocking the two flying swords.

“So that’s it. Seeing that I’m so badly injured, you didn’t continue to attack me, just to protect you. It seems that once your Curse Killing Technique is activated, the main body cannot move. I’m just a little curious, why didn’t you cast it outside the formation, wouldn’t that have been foolproof?” Han Li said slowly.

“The Ten Direction Myriad Immortal Grand Formation can isolate the heaven and earth. Outside the formation, this technique will also be isolated. If not, how could this grand formation trap you?” Meng Yuan gave the answer directly this time.

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

The seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudbee Swords suspended around Meng Yuan and the other two instantly flashed with sword light, simultaneously flying towards the three of them.

Zi Shan and Dong Lihu protected Meng Yuan in the center, one supporting a golden light curtain, and the other separating a purple flame light curtain, forming a huge spherical light curtain, protecting the three in the center.

The seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudbee Swords continued to buzz, transforming into countless intersecting lightning sword shadows, surrounding the entire spherical light curtain tightly, and constantly slashing at it, but they could never break it with a single sword.

“Meng Yuan, stop talking nonsense, kill him quickly,” Dong Lihu said, a little angry between his eyebrows, and scolded.

“If you can do it, you go…” Meng Yuan cursed secretly in his heart, but his spellcasting was not ambiguous.

In the next instant, Han Li felt a burning pain in his heart, and another bloody cut, passing through next to his heart meridian.

After this blow, cold sweat gradually flowed from Han Li's forehead. He found that the left half of his body began to feel numb. It was not the numbness caused by excessive blood loss, but the feeling that the flesh, blood, muscles, and bones were sealed by the magic 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.

“It won’t be good if this continues…” Han Li pondered secretly, his thoughts slightly moved.

The seventy-two Azure Bamboo Cloudbee Swords instantly stopped their continuous attacks, transforming back into the appearance of sword spirits, and after flying through the sky for a while, a majestic lightning heavenly gate emerged above the nine heavens.

“Meng Yuan, hurry up, that guy seems to have noticed something is wrong,” Zi Shan urged.

“Don’t rush, with one more needle nailed into the dantian, he can only be captured and wait for death…”

Meng Yuan could only secretly complain in his heart. This Curse Law was one of the Laws that went against the Heavenly Dao. It was usually not easy to cast, and if he was careless, it would be more easily eroded by the Heavenly Dao than other Law powers.

As he spoke, on the scarecrow's body, below the lower abdomen, a transparent long needle that was invisible to the naked eye was pointing straight at the position of the dantian, inch by inch, stabbing into the straw.

At the same time, Han Li also noticed a slight, almost imperceptible pain beginning to appear in his dantian.

“Rumble…”

Just at this moment, the Heavenly Sword Formation arranged by the sword spirit child above the nine heavens suddenly opened its heavenly gate, and a huge lightning sword condensed from hundreds of golden dragons slashed down, straight towards Meng Yuan.

Dong Lihu looked up, his expression suddenly changed when he saw that the sword light was impartial and headed straight for the gap where his and Zi Shan's light curtains connected.

“This can’t be blocked…”

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

The power of this punch was the superposition of the power of several famous majestic mountains, and the horror of its energy can be imagined.

With a loud "boom"!

When that earth-shattering punch hit the golden sword light, the golden sword light did not have the slightest obstruction, and directly collapsed.

A look of surprise flashed in Dong Lihu's eyes, and he shouted: "Not good..."

The sword array just now was just a bluff, and it didn't really mean to confront him head-on. The two sides disintegrated on their own before they were about to come into contact, so Dong Lihu's punch actually hit the air.

Zi Shan also noticed something was wrong, and hurriedly went to intercept the scattered sword light, but it was too late.

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

At this time, the transparent long needle at the scarecrow's dantian was only an inch away from being completely inserted…