Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The air freezes.

The snake soup in the hundred large pots was still bubbling and steaming, but the tempting aroma seemed so ironic at that moment.

"Did we just stumble upon a monster's lair?"

Ye Wuhen spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and forced himself to stand up straight.

His red robes fluttered violently under the oppressive force, and his wounds, which had already healed, reopened, with blood dripping from his fingertips.

Ji Lingxiao silently shielded Jiang Lei behind him, and the "Severing Thoughts" sword in his hand emitted a sword cry.

Chu Jinglan's face was pale, and the folding fan in his hand had been completely shattered. He held Erbao tightly in his arms, and his Confucian and Taoist aura transformed into a pale golden light shield, but this light shield was on the verge of collapse under the pressure of the three Mahayana stage auras.

"There's no escape now."

Situ Kong slumped to the ground, his eyes lifeless. "Heaven and earth are sealed off... They've sealed off the space within a hundred miles. This is a dead end... an absolute dead end."

A three-headed demon beast at the Mahayana stage.

In the Nether, this is synonymous with destruction.

The golden-winged roc in the sky let out a cry that pierced through gold and split rocks. With a flap of its wings, golden feathers rained down like a storm of pear blossoms.

Each feather is enough to pierce through the defenses of a Golden Core cultivator.

"defense!"

Jiang Yining shouted sharply.

She slammed her hands on the ground, and countless thick vines burst forth from the earth, weaving a huge green dome above the abyss.

"Puff puff puff—"

Golden feathers shot onto the vine web, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

Jiang Yining's face turned pale, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

That was her natal sacred tree, and every impact felt like a direct blow to her soul.

"Ah Ning!"

The four men changed color simultaneously.

"Don't worry about me! Stop them!"

Jiang Yining gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with madness: "If we let them fall, the Abyss will be finished! The child... will be finished too!"

"Damn it, I'll risk it!"

Ye Wuhen roared to the sky, his eyes instantly turning pitch black.

He suddenly slapped his chest and spat out a jet-black bead—his original demon core!

"Demon Release: Asura True Form!"

boom!

The demonic energy erupted like a volcano.

Ye Wuhen's body swelled in the wind, instantly transforming into a three-headed, six-armed demon god a hundred feet tall.

He forcefully raised his cultivation level to the peak of the Integration stage, and even faintly touched the threshold of the Mahayana stage.

Ye Wuhen took a step forward and crashed directly into the unicorn rhinoceros that was swooping down.

"If you want to touch my wife and daughters, you'll have to step over my dead body first!"

The two enormous objects collided in mid-air, and the resulting shockwave shattered the clouds within a ten-mile radius.

On the other side, Ji Lingxiao closed his eyes.

"The lockdown has been lifted."

He whispered something.

As those two words were uttered, it was as if some shackles within him shattered.

A terrifying sword intent that could change the very color of heaven and earth erupted from his body.

Even if it would cost him three hundred years of his lifespan, he couldn't care less at this moment.

"cut!"

There are no fancy moves.

Ji Lingxiao transformed into a sword rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth, heading upstream against the golden-winged roc.

As for Bai Ze and Chu Jinglan...

The two exchanged a glance and gave a wry smile.

"It seems I can't keep this to myself anymore."

Bai Ze sighed, and nine fox tails behind him shot into the sky, each tail igniting with a different colored flame.

"Nine-Tailed Fox - Heaven and Earth Dharma Form!"

A gigantic phantom of a nine-tailed celestial fox appeared in mid-air, forcefully binding the five heads of the nine-headed demon lion.

Confucius said: "To sacrifice one's life for righteousness, to give up one's life for justice!"

Chu Jinglan bit his tongue and used his holy blood as ink to write a huge character "镇" (zhen, meaning "suppress") in the void.

The golden characters, like a mountain, pressed down on the remaining four heads of the nine-headed demon lion.

At this moment, all four big shots revealed their cards.

They burned their life essence and their very being, even risking being discovered by the higher realms, all to create a space for survival for the desolate abyss behind them.

However, the gap in strength was simply too great.

They were already injured and outnumbered.

Only half an incense stick's time had passed.

"Bang!"

Nightless's enormous demonic body was sent flying by the one-horned giant rhinoceros, half of its body was smashed, and demonic blood splattered all over the sky.

"puff!"

Ji Lingxiao's sword light was shattered by the Golden-Winged Roc's claw, and he fell like a kite with a broken string, with a gap appearing in the "Severing Thoughts" sword in his hand.

Bai Ze and Chu Jinglan were blasted back by the nine different elemental breaths spewed out by the Nine-Headed Ghost Lion, causing them to cough up blood.

"Is it really... unstoppable?"

Jiang Yining felt as if her heart was being torn apart as she watched this scene.

The vine-covered dome is riddled with holes.

The three-headed beast's eyes gleamed with cruel light, seemingly mocking the ants' overestimation of their abilities.

They opened their mouths wide, gathering a devastating ball of energy, preparing to deliver the final blow to the abyss.

It was at this moment of despair.

The Divine Tree of Myriad Spirits suddenly spoke: "Ningning, I'm sorry. If I hadn't done this, you would all have died here today."

Jiang Yining was taken aback: "Little Wooden Head, what are you going to do?"

She felt as if the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within her body was also vibrating.

"Father!"

"Dad!"

"Wow--!!"

Five innocent cries rang out almost simultaneously.

Those were five terrified babies.

Da Bao Jiang Lei gripped the bone sword tightly in his hand, his whole body trembling as he stood in front of his younger siblings.

Just as Jiang Yining was about to comfort them, a towering tree suddenly appeared behind her.

This is... Little Wooden Head...

Before she could finish speaking, the five children in front of her were all pulled into the air by an invisible force and sat on the tree.

The Divine Tree of All Spirits: [They are your children, and also my fruits. Only by working together can we overcome this difficulty.]

Jiang Yining's expression changed drastically: "No!!! Little blockhead! Are you going to sacrifice my child?!"