Chapter 1137

The great powers of the Dao—Time, Causality, Fate, and the Demon Gods—danced and swirled around him.

The origin of the Great Dao was constantly gestating, deriving billions of laws.

The Crescent Moon Wheel flickered with light, gushing forth blood-colored radiance that turned the world between heaven and earth a deep, bloody red once more.

Many great beings had their expressions change drastically, filled with shock and suspicion.

This violent upheaval also awakened Lin Xia, who had been in the midst of deduction.

"Noisy!"

Lin Xia let out a cold snort and pinched a spell seal.

Within the long river of the Great Dao, monstrous waves surged.

Thousands of Great Dao runes flew across, condensing into a net of order that descended upon the Taiji World.

The Innate Qi flowed mightily.

The Taiji World became a million times more solid and heavy.

The Primordial Ancient Demon was forced to crawl and kneel once again, pressed down until blood flowed from his seven orifices; his original features were no longer recognizable.

Even his physical body shattered inch by inch, his bones exposed to the air.

It looked terrifying to the extreme.

After the upheaval subsided, his aura plummeted, and he became withered and miserable.

The seven Wells of Gods and Demons behind him also suddenly lost their energy fluctuations, becoming like a pool of stagnant water.

This is the moment!

Mu Shenyin's beautiful eyes brightened.

She raised her slender hand, and the power of Great Dao fortune rolled in, condensing into nine golden divine swords.

The sword Qi was vast, spanning across heaven and earth.

The nine divine swords merged into one.

It slashed toward the Wells of Gods and Demons.

The sword light obscured everything; even time itself was severed.

A sound of clashing metal rang through the endless time and space.

The Wells of Gods and Demons twisted violently; they were not broken, but after the sword light entered them, it was swallowed by black light and then dissolved inch by inch.

Finally, it dissipated completely from the world.

"This... how is this possible?"

Mu Shenyin's gaze froze, and she nearly lost her voice.

At this moment, the ancient wells returned to their original state; not only were they undamaged, but their aura was even stronger, and the demonic energy surrounding them was almost becoming tangible.

Ancestor Qiankun watched this scene, and his expression also changed.

That was a divine sword condensed from the power of Great Dao fortune—the most rigid and strong, capable of overcoming anything.

It could even shatter supreme treasures.

Yet, landing on the ancient wells, it did not cause them the slightest damage.

Instead, the power of fortune was swallowed and absorbed into the wells, becoming a part of them.

What exactly did this source of the demonic path represent?

Ancestor Qiankun could not fathom it.

His gaze turned to the Primordial Ancient Demon, feeling that he was full of secrets.

It was like being in a thick fog, making it difficult for anyone to see through.

Above the heavens, many great beings looked at each other, flashes of horror in their eyes.

"This ancient well, what mystery does it truly hold? To think that even the Dao Lord, acting personally, could not shatter it?"

"I don't know. Throughout the ages, I have never heard of such an object."

"This object seems to be the source of this fiend's power."

"Besides being difficult to break, it seems capable of devouring and absorbing all things."

Immortal Emperor Mingyu said in a low voice, a look of contemplation flashing in his eyes.

The Primordial Ancient Demon was in a manic state, laughing up at the sky, his eyes filled with ferocity.

"Haha, Mu Shenyin, give up."

"With your power, it is impossible to ever break the Demon Source."

"Even if I am suppressed here forever, I will devour all of Mu Bingyan's origin power and have her buried together with me."

Mu Shenyin's pretty face turned cold, her gaze icy.

Xuanwei knew that her Master had developed the intent to kill.

Although Mu Shenyin was kind-hearted and did not easily get angry, once she did, it was a terrifying thing.

Especially when her reverse scale was touched.

And Mu Bingyan was her reverse scale.

Lin Xia also frowned.

He felt that these seven Wells of Gods and Demons were indeed quite creative.

They could take a beating, dish out damage, and replenish energy.

It was like a mobile fountain of life and magic; carrying it around meant one could restore health and mana at any time.

If the health bar was low, take a sip; if the mana bar was low, take another.

One could maintain a full-health combat posture at any time.

And most importantly, it was extremely resistant to being beaten.

Even a turtle shell wasn't this hard.

And while it was like a turtle shell, it could also automatically expand and contract; it was flexible.

Anything that entered it seemed to fall into a quagmire.

Then it would be entangled by surging demonic power, dissolved, melted into the lowest-level energy, and then completely absorbed.

After absorbing energy, it could recharge again.

This directly solved the problem of insufficient energy supply.

It formed a perfect closed loop.

The reason this fiend was like an unkillable cockroach, standing up again and again, was that these Wells of Gods and Demons played a crucial role.

It was damn creative.

Lin Xia felt that he needed such a cheat too. ===== CHAPTER 1139 =====