Chapter 708: Restriction Activated, Besieged by Inner Demons

"Hold on, Lin Xuan!" Bai Suxin's voice came from above the blood pool.

She had already burned two of her tails, her cultivation having fallen to the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet a resolute light still flickered in her eyes.

"I believe you can succeed!"

Feeling her support, a stronger fighting spirit surged within Lin Xuan's heart.

Enduring the pain of his body being torn apart, he continued to push the space-time reversal.

The evil Dharma Array in the blood pool finally began to disintegrate completely.

The negative energy accumulated over a thousand years dissipated like a tide, and the Nine Nether Demon Scripture also lost its power support.

The phantom of the Demon God's consciousness began to turn transparent, and the process of materialization was forcibly interrupted.

"No! This seat is not reconciled!" He let out a final roar.

"Since I cannot be resurrected, then let everyone be buried with me!"

The Demon God's consciousness made the most insane decision—self-detonation.

He wanted to use all his remaining power to blow up the entire Ten Thousand Demon Island, leaving no one present to survive.

Through his precognition, Lin Xuan saw this terrifying outcome.

If the Demon God were allowed to successfully self-detonate, not only would they die, but the tens of thousands of cultivators and demon beasts fighting outside would also be caught in the blast.

"This must absolutely not be allowed to happen!"

Lin Xuan bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

"Space-Time Seal—Eternal Suppression!"

This was the final method he could use, burning his own life completely in exchange for enough power to seal the Demon God.

The Demon God's consciousness felt the restraint of the sealing power, and a mad light flashed in his eyes.

"You think sealing this seat will solve the problem? Too naive!"

He suddenly looked up and let out a long howl, his voice filled with despair and rage.

"Since I cannot be reborn, then let everyone be buried with me!"

As the words fell, the Demon God's consciousness bit his phantom finger and dripped blood onto a hidden spot at the bottom of the blood pool.

Instantly, the entire temple began to emit a low, rumbling sound.

It was an extremely ancient Restriction, deeply buried in the foundation of the temple.

This Restriction was not set by the Demon God, but was the final measure left behind by those ancient mighty figures who had sealed him away.

If the seal encountered an accident, this destructive mechanism would be triggered; they would rather perish together with the enemy than let the Demon God wreak havoc on the Human Realm again.

"Ancient Demon-Extinguishing Restriction!" Bai Suxin's face turned pale in an instant.

As a demon fox who had lived for thousands of years, she had heard of this legendary Restriction.

"This is the final line of defense laid down by those ancient powerhouses; once activated, it will trigger a chain explosion!"

Feeling the tremors coming from beneath his feet, a huge sense of crisis surged in Lin Xuan's heart.

Through his precognition ability, he saw the terrifying consequences after the Restriction was fully activated.

The entire Ten Thousand Demon Island would turn into dust in an instant, and the shockwave would sweep across a radius of a thousand miles.

Not only would everyone in the temple die, but the tens of thousands of cultivators and demon beasts fighting outside would also all lose their lives.

Even other islands far away overseas would be affected, and countless innocent lives would vanish in this explosion.

"This must absolutely not be allowed to happen!" Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.

But the situation had already become extremely dangerous.

The activation of the Restriction caused the entire temple to shake violently, and dense cracks appeared on the walls.

Rubble fell continuously from the ceiling, hitting the blood pool with dull thuds.

Even more terrifyingly, the blood in the pool began to boil frantically.

Piercing shrieks came from the bottom of the pool, as if countless evil ghosts were wailing.

Blood-red steam rose up, permeating the entire temple and emitting a nauseating, putrid stench.

"The Restriction still needs a quarter of an hour to fully activate," the Demon God's consciousness said with a sinister grin.

"During this time, you can struggle all you want, but the final result will not change."

"Everyone will pay the price for this seat's failure!"

Lin Xuan ignored his threats and instead increased the intensity of his purification of the Nine Nether Demon Scripture.

But he soon discovered that the Demon Scripture's resistance had become more intense than before.

The evil power seemed to sense the critical moment of life and death, and began to fight back frantically.

Black evil energy surged out from the Demon Scripture, forming dark currents that attacked Lin Xuan.

Each dark current carried corrosive evil energy, attempting to crush his defenses.

Even more terrifyingly, this evil energy began to invade Lin Xuan's mental world.

In an instant, his consciousness was dragged into a twisted, dark space.

There was no light here, no hope, only endless darkness and despair.

Heart-wrenching laughter echoed in the space, and countless clones of the Demon God walked out from the darkness.

Each clone had a different face, but all of them had evil light flickering in their eyes.

"Welcome to the abyss of despair, Lin Xuan," one of the clones said.

This clone radiated golden light all over, representing the greed in human nature.

"Look at what you look like now, struggling desperately for so-called justice."

"But what reward have you gotten? Your master is dead, your friends are injured, and even the woman you love is sacrificing herself for you."

"Why not join us? Possessing infinite power, enjoying endless wealth—isn't that better?"

Another avatar also began to speak; this one represented jealousy.

"Do you not have resentment in your heart?" the avatar's voice was full of temptation.

"Jian Wentian is jealous of your ability, and those people in the Righteous Alliance are jealous of your reputation."

"They claim to believe in you, but they will betray you the moment they have a chance."

"Why sacrifice your life for these ungrateful people?"

The third avatar represented anger, its voice booming like thunder.

"Enough! Do not endure it any longer!"

"Release the fury within your heart and destroy everyone who has betrayed you!"

"Let them know the price of looking down on you!"

The fourth avatar was the embodiment of despair, its voice low and filled with sorrow.

"Look at reality, Lin Xuan. You have tried your best, but you still cannot change the outcome."

"The Demon God is about to be resurrected, the cultivation world is about to be destroyed, and your efforts are meaningless."

"Why not give up the struggle and accept the arrangement of fate?"

The last avatar represented fear; its image constantly shifted, presenting a different terrifying face every second.

"You fear death, you fear failure, and you fear losing the people around you."

"These fears will devour your reason and make you unable to focus on the battle."

"Rather than suffering in fear, it is better to defect to the darkness and obtain eternal peace."

The five avatars approached Lin Xuan simultaneously; with every word spoken, the oppressive aura in the dark space intensified.

Their words burrowed into Lin Xuan's heart like venomous snakes, attempting to amplify the negative emotions within him.

Indeed, under the influence of these words, Lin Xuan began to feel shaken.

Master Hunyuanzi had indeed died, sacrificing himself to protect him.

The Righteous Alliance had indeed betrayed him, choosing to believe in rumors at the critical moment.

Bai Suxin was indeed sacrificing herself for him, burning her own life to support him.