Chapter 686: Bloodline Awakening, the Moshen Descends

Watching several righteous cultivators instantly turn into withered bones under the devouring of the Moshen tentacles, the rage in Lin Xuan's heart erupted completely.

Although these cultivators had once been his enemies, they had chosen to fight side by side when facing a common threat. They should have returned alive to continue protecting their own sects and disciples.

"Master..." Lin Xuan called out the name of Hunyuanzi in his heart.

The faint wisp of life essence within his body seemed to hear his summons and began to resonate violently.

This gentle power merged with his Creation Bloodline, producing an unprecedented change.

Golden light erupted from Lin Xuan's body, forming a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

This pillar of light pierced through the dome of the underground palace, shooting straight into the firmament and illuminating the entire dormant volcano as if it were broad daylight.

The sacred aura contained within the pillar of light made all evil existences feel terror, and even the Moshen tentacles in the deep pit trembled incessantly under this radiance.

"This kind of power..." Xuantianzi looked at Lin Xuan in shock.

At this moment, Lin Xuan was completely surrounded by golden light, his entire being like a deity descended into the Human Realm.

The power of the Creation Bloodline, catalyzed by his master's life essence, reached an unprecedented height.

Xue Wutian felt this terrifying pressure, and the arrogance on his face instantly turned into fear.

He could clearly perceive that the power Lin Xuan was now erupting with had far surpassed the scope of his cognition.

"Impossible... what kind of power is this?" Xue Wutian asked with a trembling voice.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Bead on his body began to tremble violently, as if it were afraid of something.

Lin Xuan did not answer; there was only cold killing intent in his golden eyes.

His master's sacrifice, the deaths of the righteous cultivators—the culprit behind all of this was the Xue Wutian before him.

Today, this account must be settled.

"Xue Wutian, your doomsday has arrived."

Lin Xuan's voice was as calm as water, but the killing intent contained within it made everyone present tremble in their hearts.

As soon as his words fell, his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

Xue Wutian only felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and Lin Xuan had already appeared in front of him.

This speed completely exceeded his ability to react; he had no time to make any defensive moves.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand, his palm gathering the full power of the Creation Bloodline.

The golden palm print was as brilliant as the scorching sun, and the sacred power contained within it made Xue Wutian feel his soul trembling.

"Creation God Palm!"

This palm struck directly at the part where Xue Wutian was fused with the Soul-Devouring Demon Bead, without any fancy techniques, only a collision of pure power.

Xue Wutian wanted to dodge, but under the pressure of the Creation Bloodline, his body felt as if it had been frozen in place.

He could only watch helplessly as that golden palm print descended upon him.

"Boom!"

The palm print slammed heavily into Xue Wutian, erupting with a thunderous roar.

The terrifying shockwave swept everywhere, destroying everything around the altar beyond recognition.

Xue Wutian let out a shrill scream, and his body began to decompose rapidly.

Under the impact of the Creation Bloodline, the Soul-Devouring Demon Bead emitted a harsh shattering sound, and countless cracks instantly covered the surface of the bead.

This evil Magic Treasure that had accompanied Xue Wutian for many years was as fragile as paper before true righteous power.

"No... my power... my everything..."

Xue Wutian watched in despair as his body gradually dissipated, black blood gushing out like a spring.

The peak Tribulation Transcendence strength he had attained through such painstaking efforts was actually so vulnerable before Lin Xuan.

But at the final moment when his life was about to completely fade away, a flash of madness appeared in Xue Wutian's eyes.

"Haha... even if I die, don't think you'll have it easy!"

He used the last of his strength to release all the remaining evil energy within the Soul-Devouring Demon Bead.

These energies did not attack Lin Xuan, but were instead injected directly into the deep pit in the center of the altar.

"I offer my life and soul to the great Lord Moshen!"

"Please wake up quickly and destroy this hateful world!"

Xue Wutian let out a final wild laugh, then completely turned into nothingness.

The Soul-Devouring Demon Bead also exploded at the same time, and countless black light spots flew toward the deep pit, providing the final nourishment for the awakening Moshen.

A roar of fury immediately came from the deep pit: "Who dares to obstruct my awakening?"

This roar was clearer than at any time before, as if the speaker were right in front of everyone.

Immediately following, a massive palm slowly reached out from the deep pit.

This palm was as large as a house, its surface covered in ancient, evil Runes.

Every Rune radiated a terrifying blood-red light, and the power contained within them was enough to destroy a city.

Even more terrifying was that as soon as this palm appeared, the temperature of the entire underground space plummeted.

The originally scorching interior of the volcano instantly became like the dead of winter, and everyone's breath turned into white mist.

A fear originating from the depths of the soul swept over everyone present.

This fear was not caused by a gap in strength, but by the instinctual dread of life toward a higher-level existence.

"This... is this the true power of a Yuan Gu Moshen?" a righteous cultivator said, trembling.

A single palm was enough to make them feel despair; if the Moshen were to fully awaken, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xuantianzi's face was deathly pale; his divination arts had completely failed under this terrifying pressure.

But his intuition told him that the worst-case scenario had already occurred.

Although the Moshen had not yet fully awakened, it was already capable of partial movement.

"Everyone, prepare to retreat!" Profound Heaven Son shouted.

"This is no longer an existence we can contend with!"

But before the words had faded, the Demon God's other palm also reached out from the deep pit.

Two giant palms braced against the edge of the deep pit, and a massive figure began to slowly rise from within.

Nezha gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly; although there was fear in his heart, he did not retreat.

"Lin Xuan, what do we do?"

Zhang Wuji also gripped the Heaven-Reliant Sword tightly, his arm trembling slightly.

Facing this terrifying existence that transcended their understanding, even they felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Lin Xuan watched the awakening Demon God, the Creation Bloodline within his body throbbing violently once more.

This throbbing was not excitement, but a warning.

The bloodline was telling him that the existence before his eyes was the ultimate evil that the Creation Divine Lord had once fought to the death to Seal.

If it were allowed to fully resurrect, the entire world would be destroyed in an instant.

"Master, this disciple understands," Lin Xuan silently recited in his heart.

"This is the mission you tasked me with, and it is the meaning of the Creation Bloodline's existence."

"No matter the cost, I must stop it."

Golden light bloomed from Lin Xuan's body once again; although he faced such a terrifying enemy, he did not retreat in the slightest.

The inheritor of the Creation Bloodline would never bow before evil.

In the deep pit, the outline of the Demon God's head began to emerge.

It was a face filled with majesty and evil, its eyes like burning blood-colored flames.

The moment those eyes opened, the entire underground palace trembled violently.