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Chapter 412 Desperate Situation
Within the Eight Trigrams Divine Furnace, endless chaotic true fire surged and roared, like countless fire dragons, greedily licking everything in the Nine Li World.

The space was scorched and distorted, emitting a teeth-grinding crackling sound.

Xu Xuanhu was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire, with three layers of black aura around him, which was a portion of the power of the great sun transformed from the three generations of Black Mountain Demon.

Even so, he still felt an unbearable burning pain, as if it were burning his soul to ashes.

Nourished by the bloodline of the Unbreakable Dao Lord, his physical body was incredibly resilient, but now it was beginning to show signs of charring.

Around him, the Old Ancestor Musang held a withered wooden staff, its shaft shimmering with green light, desperately trying to create a green light barrier to resist the erosion of the Chaos True Fire.

The Five Phoenix Great Witch then manifested its enormous form, its five-colored feathers burning with raging flames, colliding fiercely with the surrounding Chaos True Fire, producing bursts of explosions.

"Hold on, everyone. Daojun will definitely find a way to get us out of here." Ancestor Musang's voice was a little hoarse, clearly under great pressure. He then said to Xu Xuanhu, "Fellow Daoist Xu, you are our hope. Don't give up."

Xu Xuanhu gritted his teeth and said with difficulty, "Seniors, you don't need to worry about me. It's important to preserve your strength."

He knew in his heart that with him there, his father would arrive sooner or later, and that was everyone's only chance of survival.

All he could do was try his best to hold on, save as many people as possible, and not disappoint his father.

Besides them, many warriors of the Jiuli barbarians and disciples of the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty were also fighting desperately, forming powerful arrays in an attempt to resist the omnipresent Chaos True Fire. However, their resistance seemed so weak in the face of the terrifying power of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Just as they were struggling to hold on, the voice of the Supreme Dao Sect Master rang out from within the Eight Trigrams Furnace like that of a deity, carrying a hint of cold mockery: "Nine Li Barbarian King, your resistance is nothing but a mantis trying to stop a chariot, futile and ineffective. Once I have refined you and condensed the true form of Pangu, even the indestructible Xu Qing will not be able to stop my advance."

As the Supreme Dao Sect Master's voice faded, an even more terrifying pressure descended upon the Eight Trigrams Furnace. On the furnace walls, countless profound runes shone with an even more intense light, and the power of the Chaos True Fire instantly surged several times over.

"puff!"

A disciple of the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty with slightly weaker cultivation let out a muffled groan. The protective immortal light around his body shattered instantly, and his body was devoured by the Chaos True Fire. Before he could even scream, he turned into a wisp of green smoke and vanished.

More and more Jiuli barbarians and immortal disciples fell under the refinement of the Chaos True Fire. Their flesh and blood essence was absorbed by the Eight Trigrams Furnace, turning into purer energy that merged into the Dutian Evil Qi gradually forming above the furnace.

At the heart of the Nine Li Realm, the Nine Li Barbarian King, wielding a giant axe, frantically cleaved at the surrounding void, attempting to find a breach in the Eight Trigrams Furnace's seal. However, the Eight Trigrams Furnace was the supreme treasure of the Supreme Dao Sect, its sturdiness far exceeding imagination. No matter how fiercely the Nine Li Barbarian King attacked, he could not budge it an inch.

Under the control of the Supreme Dao Sect Master, the Formless Daoist led a large number of disciples and elders of the Supreme Dao Sect to form a powerful torrent of magical power, which was continuously poured into the Eight Trigrams Furnace to further enhance its refining power and suppress the resistance of the Nine Li Barbarian King.

Although the Nine Li Barbarian King was powerful, he gradually felt powerless in the face of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, a supreme treasure, and the combined suppression of many Supreme Daoist cultivators.

His magical power was constantly being burned away by the Chaos True Fire, and charred cracks began to appear on his body, from which blood seeped continuously.

"Could it be... that my people are truly doomed to perish here today?" The Nine Li Barbarian King was filled with despair and resentment. He tried his best to protect his people, but before this terrifying Eight Trigrams Furnace, he felt his power was so insignificant.

Just as the Nine Li Barbarian King was about to give up, he suddenly felt a powerful force gathering from his people.

That was the collective prayer and power of will of millions of Jiuli barbarians in their desperate situation. They placed their last hope in their king, hoping that he could lead them out of this predicament.

This immense power of will, like a raging flame, flowed into the body of the Nine Li Barbarian King, instantly igniting the dormant ancestral witch bloodline within him.

He let out a deafening roar, his body swelled up again, and the giant axe in his hand became even larger and more solid, as if it were truly the legendary axe that split the heavens and the earth.

"Supreme Sect Master, even if I am shattered to pieces today, I will make you pay the price!" The Nine Li Barbarian King roared, swinging his giant axe once more and fiercely chopping at the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

This axe strike embodied all his strength and hope; its power was so great that even the surrounding Chaos True Fire retreated.

"boom!"

A deafening roar shook the universe as the Nine Li Barbarian King's giant axe slammed into the wall of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, producing a piercing metallic clang.

The Eight Trigrams Furnace trembled violently, and countless runes lit up on its walls, desperately trying to withstand this terrifying attack.

However, even the Eight Trigrams Furnace could not fully withstand the giant axe that contained the combined power of the will of billions of barbarians. A tiny crack appeared on the furnace wall, which was quickly repaired, but it still caused the Supreme Dao Sect Master's expression to change slightly.

"Such formidable power! It seems the Nine Li Barbarian King's potential exceeds my expectations." A hint of solemnity flashed in the Supreme Dao Sect Master's eyes, followed by a cold snort. "However, it's all too late!"

He formed hand seals, casting profound incantations into the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Above the furnace, the condensed Heavenly Fiend Qi began to churn violently, and countless blood-red rays of light burst forth from it, gradually coalescing into ferocious and terrifying phantoms.

These phantoms are the legendary incarnations of the Twelve Ancestral Witches! Although they are only formed from malevolent energy and are not the actual descent of the Ancestral Witches, they still possess terrifying power capable of destroying the world.

Sensing this terrifying aura, the Nine Li Barbarian King's expression became extremely solemn. He knew that the Supreme Dao Sect Master's true killing move was finally about to be unleashed.

Inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Xu Xuanhu and the others also felt the violent tremors and increasingly terrifying pressure emanating from the outside. They knew that the Nine Li Barbarian King was fighting desperately to buy them time.

Xu Xuanhu took a deep breath and pushed the power of the third-generation Black Mountain Demon to its limit, his body radiating a thick black light like ink.

Within his body, the bloodline belonging to the Dao Lord of Eternal Calamity began to boil, and powerful forces surged throughout his body, filling his previously somewhat exhausted body with strength once again.

"Gentlemen, we cannot sit idly by and wait to die! Lord Barbarian King is fighting bravely outside, and we must do our best to save ourselves!" Xu Xuanhu's voice rang out in the sea of ​​fire, like a great bell, stirring the hearts of everyone.

"Fellow Daoist Xu is right! We cannot let down Lord Barbarian King's painstaking efforts!" Ancestor Musang waved his withered wooden staff, and beams of green light shot towards the surrounding barbarian warriors and immortal disciples, providing them with final protection.

The Five Phoenix Great Witch also let out a clear cry, its huge body suddenly trembled, and the five-colored flames burning on its body instantly surged, forming a huge fire curtain that enveloped everyone.

They knew that in the face of such a desperate situation, only by uniting as one and fighting to the death could they possibly seize a glimmer of hope.

Just as everyone inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace was desperately trying to save themselves, the Supreme Dao Sect Master had completed the final incantation. Above the furnace, twelve enormous illusory figures of ancestral witches completely materialized, radiating overwhelming malevolent energy that enveloped the entire Nine Li Realm.

"The Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation is complete!" The Supreme Dao Sect Master's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, filled with chilling killing intent.

As his words fell, the twelve illusory figures of ancestral witches let out a deafening roar, their massive bodies crashing into the Eight Trigrams Furnace and merging with it.

In an instant, the Eight Trigrams Furnace seemed to transform into a massive blood-red vortex, from which endless malevolent energy surged forth, transforming into terrifying attacks that swept towards the Jiuli barbarians and immortal disciples within the furnace.

The first to be hit was the Nine Li Barbarian King. He had just endured the backlash from the Eight Trigrams Furnace and hadn't even had time to catch his breath when he was struck by a blood-red aura containing terrifying power. His massive body was instantly sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The other Jiuli barbarians and great shamans, as well as the disciples of the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty, were also struck by the evil energy, letting out shrill screams as their bodies rapidly dissolved as if being corroded.

Inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, the already precarious defenses completely collapsed. The green light barrier erected by Ancestor Mu Sang shattered instantly, and the fire barrier of the Five Phoenix Great Witch was also torn apart by the baleful energy.

The three layers of black aura surrounding Xu Xuanhu trembled under the impact of the baleful energy, and blood-red cracks began to appear on his body. The power of the bloodline of the Unbreakable Dao Lord was desperately resisting the erosion of the baleful energy.

"Father..." Xu Xuanhu cried out in his heart.

An atmosphere of despair rapidly spread within the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Everyone knew that once they were completely refined by the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, their souls would be utterly destroyed, leaving them with no chance of reincarnation.

At this critical moment of life and death, Xu Xuanhu suddenly felt an extremely familiar aura—it was his father's aura!
"boom!"

A deafening roar, as if splitting the heavens and earth, suddenly resounded in the void beyond the Nine Li Realm. A dazzling sword light, like a sharp blade cleaving through chaos, slammed fiercely into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Wherever the sword light passed, space crumbled inch by inch. Even the incredibly sturdy walls of the Bagua Furnace groaned under the strain, and thick cracks spread out like a spider web.

"Supreme Sect Master, your opponent is me!"

A figure appeared before the Eight Trigrams Furnace—it was Xu Qing! He held an ancient longsword, its blade swirling with the Daoist aura of chaos and destruction, and his gaze was icy as he stared at the Supreme Dao Sect Master, who sat cross-legged atop the furnace.

Xu Qing finally arrived. He couldn't bear to watch his son and countless innocent lives be refined by the Supreme Dao Sect Master.

The Supreme Dao Sect Master's face turned extremely gloomy. He never expected that Xu Qing would arrive here so quickly.

"Xu Qing, you really did come! I knew you wouldn't stand idly by." The Supreme Dao Sect Master sneered, "However, since you're here, then stay! This Heavenly Divine Fiend Formation is something even the ancient Heavenly Emperor couldn't match. Even if you are indestructible through countless tribulations, you should be careful not to have your Dao body shattered."

The Supreme Dao Sect Master's voice was as cold as ice, and the speed of his hand seals suddenly increased. One after another, incantations imbued with the profound mysteries of Tai Chi shot into the Eight Trigrams Furnace like meteors. As the incantations were poured in, the tremors of the Eight Trigrams Furnace gradually subsided, and the cracks on the furnace walls began to slowly repair themselves. Above the furnace, the twelve enormous illusory figures of ancestral witches once again roared with earth-shattering fury, and billowing baleful energy poured down like a burst dam, instantly engulfing Xu Qing's figure.

The true power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation has finally been unleashed!

Within the formation, endless crimson malevolent energy surged wildly like countless venomous snakes, each wisp of malevolent energy containing terrifying power capable of corroding an immortal body and obliterating a divine soul.

The twelve illusory figures of ancestral witches appeared and disappeared amidst the baleful aura. Their bodies were enormous, like twelve moving mountains, exuding an ancient and powerful aura.

Xu Qing's figure was completely engulfed by the baleful aura, but the Chaos Sword in his hand burst out with an even more dazzling light. Streams of sword energy containing the power of life and death crisscrossed and collided fiercely with the surrounding blood-red baleful aura, emitting bursts of heart-palpitating explosions.

"boom!"

A colossal phantom of an ancestral witch swung its massive fist, which resembled a pillar of heaven, and slammed it down on the spot where Xu Qing was. The fist was imbued with terrifying power capable of destroying the world, as if it were about to shatter this void completely.

Xu Qing's gaze sharpened, and his figure flickered like a ghost, narrowly avoiding the terrifying attack. The Chaos Sword in his hand trembled suddenly, and a sword aura containing endless sharpness surged upwards, slashing fiercely at the waist of the ancestral witch's phantom.

"Roar!"

The illusory image of the Ancestral Witch let out a painful roar, its massive body trembled slightly, and a clear crack appeared on its waist, but it was quickly repaired by the dense baleful energy around it.

The other illusory figures of the Ancestral Witches also launched attacks on Xu Qing. They either wielded huge weapons or spewed out destructive energy, each strike enough to easily destroy a world.

Xu Qing moved nimbly among the twelve illusory figures of the Ancestral Witches, his Chaos Sword dancing like a dragon, constantly leaving sword marks on the illusory figures.

However, these illusory figures of ancestral witches, formed from endless malevolent energy, possess near-indestructible bodies. Even if struck by the Chaos Sword, they can recover completely in a very short time.

The Supreme Dao Sect Master sat cross-legged atop the Eight Trigrams Furnace, his gaze coldly fixed on Xu Qing within the formation, a smug smirk playing on his lips.

He knew all too well the terror of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation. Once trapped within it, even an ordinary being of indestructible power would find it difficult to escape unscathed.

He believed that with this formation, he could completely suppress and refine Xu Qing.

Inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Xu Xuanhu and the others watched helplessly as the earth-shattering battle erupted outside, their hearts filled with anxiety and worry.

They could sense the immense pressure their father was under; the terrifying aura emanating from the twelve ancestral witch phantoms sent shivers down their spines.

"We can't wait any longer! We must find a way to break this broken furnace!" Xu Xuanhu gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He knew all too well that if his father were trapped in the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He pushed the power of the three generations of Black Mountain Demon to its limit, and the black light around his body shone with a cold gleam like solidified obsidian.

Within his body, the power of the bloodline belonging to the Dao Lord of Eternal Calamity erupted completely, and powerful forces, like surging rivers, flowed throughout his body.

"Ancestor Mu Sang! Senior Wu Feng! Everyone! Follow me and attack the weak points of this furnace wall with all your might!" Xu Xuanhu shouted loudly, and took the lead in rushing towards a corner of the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

Ancestor Musang and Great Witch Wufeng exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement, following suit.

The other Jiuli barbarian warriors and immortal disciples, though severely injured, gathered their last strength and followed Xu Xuanhu in launching a fierce attack in the same direction.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

One after another, powerful attacks rained down on the walls of the Eight Trigrams Furnace, producing a series of dull thuds.

Although their attacks were still somewhat insignificant against the incredibly sturdy Bagua Furnace, the countless attacks combined generated a force that could not be ignored.

Under the combined attack of everyone, fine cracks began to appear on the walls of the Eight Trigrams Furnace. Although they were quickly repaired, each repair required a large amount of energy.

The Supreme Dao Sect Master naturally noticed the commotion inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, and his expression became even more unpleasant.

He hadn't expected that these ants trapped in the furnace could unleash such powerful energy, actually attempting to destroy the Bagua Furnace from the inside.

"Hmph! A bunch of ignorant fools! Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish!" A ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the Supreme Dao Sect Master, and he formed hand seals once more, sending even more terrifying spells into the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

The chaotic true fire within the furnace surged instantly, like countless angry fire dragons, rushing towards Xu Xuanhu and the others. Within the flames were also streaks of blood-red malevolent energy containing terrifying corrosive power; this was the power of the Twelve Capital Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation infiltrating the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

"Puff puff!"

Countless Jiuli barbarians and immortal disciples were devoured by the Chaos True Fire and blood-red baleful energy, letting out shrill screams as their bodies rapidly melted away into nothingness. Even Ancestor Musang and the Five Phoenix Great Witch felt immense pressure. They desperately urged their power to protect those behind them, but faced with such a terrifying attack, they seemed somewhat powerless.

Xu Xuanhu was the first to bear the brunt of the attack. The three layers of black aura surrounding him rapidly thinned under the erosion of the Chaos True Fire and the blood-red baleful energy. Blackened wounds began to appear on his body, from which blood seeped continuously.

But he gritted his teeth and held on, not retreating an inch. His eyes were filled with determination and unyielding spirit. He knew he was these people's last hope, and he absolutely could not fall.

"An indestructible bloodline, truly extraordinary! To be able to withstand such a level of refinement for so long!" The Supreme Dao Sect Master looked at Xu Xuanhu inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, but more so a chilling killing intent.

He knew very well that if Xu Xuanhu was allowed to continue growing, he would definitely become a major threat to him in the future. Therefore, he was determined to eliminate Xu Qing and his son completely today, no matter what.

As time went by, the number of Jiuli barbarians and immortal disciples inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace decreased. Their blood and flesh essence were absorbed by the Eight Trigrams Furnace and transformed into even more powerful refining power and Dutian evil energy.

The Nine Li Barbarian King was also fighting desperately, but facing the terrifying power of the Twelve Heavenly Gods and Demons Formation, he was already at his limit. His massive body was covered in wounds, and blood stained the surrounding void, but he still did not give up. He was still desperately swinging his giant axe, trying to buy a last chance for his people.

However, the Supreme Dao Sect Master clearly wouldn't give him any chance. With each spell cast, the twelve illusory Ancestral Witches roared in unison, unleashing a barrage of destructive attacks that poured down on the Nine Li Barbarian King like a raging storm.

"Puff puff!"

The massive body of the Nine Li Barbarian King was repeatedly struck, producing dull thuds as the cracks on his skin widened and blood gushed out like a waterfall. Finally, he let out a roar of resentment, his giant axe falling limply to the ground, and his enormous body collapsed in mid-air, utterly lifeless.

With the fall of the Nine Li Barbarian King, the entire Nine Li world completely lost its power to resist and was completely devoured and refined by the Eight Trigrams Furnace. The surging blood of the witches and the essence of countless living beings poured into the Eight Trigrams Furnace, making the Heavenly Fiend Qi above the furnace even more concentrated, and the twelve illusory figures of the Ancestral Witches became more solid, emitting an even more terrifying aura.

Inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Xu Xuanhu and the others were in dire straits. Ancestor Musang and Great Witch Wufeng were also seriously injured. They tried their best to protect Xu Xuanhu, but they were powerless against the increasingly powerful Chaos True Fire and Blood-Red Fiend Qi.

The three layers of black aura surrounding Xu Xuanhu shattered completely. His body was riddled with holes and dripping with blood, corroded by the Chaos True Fire and the blood-red baleful aura. But he still stood tall, his eyes fixed firmly on his father, who was fighting fiercely with the illusory figures of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

"Father, I'm afraid I must go first..." Xu Xuanhu said silently to himself, a bitter smile appearing on his lips.

Just as he was about to completely lose consciousness, a gentle yet powerful force suddenly descended upon him, like spring rain nourishing parched earth, instantly dispelling the chaotic true fire and blood-red evil energy around him.

Xu Qing appeared inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace. He looked at his wounded son with a complex expression, his eyes filled with both tenderness and anger.

"Xuanhu, you did a great job. I'm proud of you," Xu Qing said softly, his voice calm yet containing a reassuring power.

He reached out and gently stroked Xu Xuanhu's pale face. A beam of light containing the power of life and death surged into Xu Xuanhu's body, rapidly healing his injuries.

“Father…” Xu Xuanhu called out weakly, his eyes filled with surprise and excitement.

Xu Qing nodded, then turned around and looked coldly at the Supreme Dao Sect Master who was sitting cross-legged on top of the Bagua Furnace.

"Supreme Sect Master, your actions today have thoroughly enraged me." Xu Qing's voice was like a cold wind from the deepest hell, filled with chilling killing intent.

"So what if I've angered you? Xu Qing, today is not only the end of the Jiuli barbarian tribe, but also the burial ground for you and your son!" The Supreme Dao Sect Master sneered, pressing his hands down sharply.

Above the furnace, twelve enormous phantoms of ancestral witches roared in unison, their massive bodies like twelve falling stars, carrying terrifying power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, as they crashed fiercely into Xu Qing and his son inside the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

During this process, the twelve colossal Ancestral Witches gradually etherealized and coalesced into an indescribable, terrifying aura, even surpassing the domineering power that could withstand countless calamities, and slowly emerged from the void.

(End of this chapter)