The comet remained silent, only relentlessly unleashing heavenly tribulations.

"You lowly wench, your ancestor will annihilate you, soul and all!"

The old demon endured the excruciating pain, roared fiercely, and with a thought, demonic energy surged in the void, suddenly revealing nine ferocious figures.

Those were nine Yakshas and Asuras, each over ten feet tall, four men and five women.

The male Asura had a ferocious appearance, with a blue face and fangs, like a demon god descending from the underworld.

The female Asuras were all alluring, draped in light veils, nearly naked, exuding seductive charm, yet their eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty coldness.

These nine Yakshas and Asuras have varying levels of cultivation; the weaker ones possess combat power close to that of celestial beings, while the stronger ones are comparable to true immortals.

Each of them wielded a knife, spear, sword, and halberd, roaring as they charged toward the chariot.

Inside the carriage, Song Yi's expression remained unchanged; he simply waved his hand lightly.

A golden light surged from his sleeve, transforming into more than a dozen Yellow Turban Warriors.

These powerful warriors were twelve feet tall, with golden bodies and bulging muscles. They wielded golden maces and vajras, exuding an imposing aura as they fought against the Yakshas and Asuras.

Dong Shuangcheng also let out a clear whistle, and with a flick of her fair hand, she unleashed a sky full of sword light. She and Gou Yueniang charged out side by side, engaging in a fierce battle with the Asuras.

In an instant, magical treasures flew wildly in the sky above Hundred Fiend Mountain, supernatural powers clashed, and demonic energy and divine light collided, creating thunderous roars that shattered the dark clouds within a hundred miles of Hundred Fiend Mountain.

Despite repeatedly activating the Asura Secret Technique, the excruciating pain in his head not only failed to lessen but intensified, making his skull feel as if it were about to explode.

The poison of the "Horse-Falling Poison Stake" is extremely insidious and vicious, specifically targeting the physical body and soul. Even a Golden Immortal would suffer unbearable pain and torment if poisoned by it.

Fear gripped the old demon's heart, and he dared not fight any longer. He gritted his teeth, transformed into a streak of dark demonic light, and prepared to flee into the depths of the mountain gate to activate the mountain-protecting formation.

Boom!

Just then, a majestic golden pagoda suddenly appeared in the void.

The tower was seven stories high, radiating countless rays of light. The primordial energy flowed down like a celestial river, solidifying the void within a radius of a thousand feet.

It is indeed a primordial spiritual treasure, the Seven Treasures Mysterious Yellow Pagoda!

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Demon's head was about to split open and his mind was in chaos. In his panic, he opened his mouth and spat out a pitch-black demon banner. The banner was embroidered with countless twisted demonic patterns. As it swayed in the wind, rolling demonic energy soared into the sky and transformed into ferocious demonic dragons, trying to hold up the golden pagoda that was pressing down.

However, the Seven Treasures Profound Yellow Pagoda is an innate object with majestic heavenly power, which cannot be resisted by ordinary demonic artifacts.

With a slight ripple of the primordial energy, the demonic dragons vanished instantly, like snow being poured over boiling water.

Before the old demon could even let out a scream, he was suppressed by the Xuanhuang Qi, his physical body stiff as wood and stone, and his primordial spirit was also firmly suppressed, unable to move at all.

Song Yi raised his hand and beckoned, and a Yellow Turban Warrior stepped forward to obey his command.

He then took out a pair of dark, heavy chains and a glittering golden talisman, and instructed, "Lock his collarbone and imprison his primordial spirit."

The Yellow Turban Warrior obeyed the order, strode forward, and pierced the Yin-Yang Old Demon's collarbone with a clang.

The old demon groaned, blood gushing from his body, and his demonic aura receded like a tide.

Then, as the talisman was applied, the primordial spirit in the Niwan Palace felt as if a mountain was pressing down on it, rendering it completely immobile.

These chains and divine talismans are items used in the Heavenly Prison to imprison serious criminals. Not to mention True Immortals, even Mysterious Immortals would find it difficult to escape suppression if captured.

When Song Yi was ordered to clean up the Heavenly Prison, he specifically asked the Giant Spirit God for a few spares, which unexpectedly came in handy today.

Having suppressed the old demon, Song Yi's thoughts stirred again. The Seven Treasures Profound Yellow Pagoda spun slightly, and boundless golden light emanated from its base, enveloping all the Yakshas and Asuras who were still resisting.

The nine Asuras resisted desperately, but to no avail. They were sucked into the tower and suppressed like a whale sucking water.

After the battlefield subsided, Gouyue Niang led the Yellow Turban Warriors and charged straight into the Yin Yang Sect's mountain gate.

The remaining elders and disciples of the sect dared not resist and were all captured alive, without exception.

Subsequently, Dong Shuangcheng found the abducted yin-type girls and yang-type boys in the secret cave behind the mountain.

They were all pale-faced, with dull eyes, and covered in eerie black energy.

Song Yi frowned slightly, stepped forward, and lightly tapped his fingertip to lift the restrictions placed on the children. He then waved his hand and sprinkled a shower of spiritual rain.

As the moonlight shone through, the remaining demonic energy on the children was washed away, and their pale cheeks gradually regained their color.

Song Yi summoned the local earth god of Bai Sha Mountain and entrusted the children to him, instructing him: "Send them back to their parents' homes. If any of their parents have been murdered, bring them back to this mountain so I can make other arrangements for them."

The local deity dared not be negligent in the slightest and quickly used his magic to escort the group of children away from the demon's lair.

Then, Song Yi looked at the bound Yin-Yang Demon and said, "Today, the Heavenly Court is prosperous, its laws are strict, and the local gods and mountain spirits are everywhere in the mortal realm, overseeing the Three Realms. Why do you dare to defy the world and commit such an evil deed?"

Since the reigns of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, humanity has flourished and the order of heaven and earth has gradually been established.

The practice of cultivators harming mortals to refine magical artifacts is now extremely rare.

Immortals value cause and effect, and would not easily get involved in such wicked deeds.

Even if demonic cultivators want to extract souls to refine treasures, they usually go to the Netherworld to find the lonely ghosts and wandering spirits drifting on the sea of ​​blood.

The Yin-Yang Old Demon's actions are indeed rare.

The Yin-Yang Old Demon dared not conceal the truth and bowed his head in reply: "Since the Investiture of the Gods, the strength of the Daoist sect has been greatly diminished. We were ordered by the Lord of the Styx River to go to the Southern Continent to establish sects and educate the human race in those immortal mountains that occupy dragon veins. This led to a conflict with the Daoist sect. This time, I forged the Boy Yin-Yang Sword precisely to seize an immortal mountain with a dragon vein and use the Ziwei Dragon Qi within it for cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Song Yi seemed to be deep in thought.

Jambudvipa is the main base of the human race, and has been controlled by the three religions of Ren, Chan, and Jie since ancient times.

The three religions established their sects here, enlightened the people, enjoyed the fortune of the human race, and managed the area as securely as an iron barrel, so that neither Buddhism nor demonic religions could touch it in the slightest.

However, the Investiture of the Gods severely damaged the vitality of the three major Taoist sects.

When the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation of the Jie Sect was broken, its lineage was nearly severed.

The Chan Sect also suffered a Pyrrhic victory. The Twelve Golden Immortals had their three flowers on their heads and their five breaths sealed in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation. Their cultivation of millions of years was reduced to less than one-tenth, and they are still in seclusion in the Jade Void Palace, cultivating diligently.

Even more critically, the Six Sages of the Heavens, following the decree of the Dao Ancestor Hongjun, retreated to the Chaos Realm and could not emerge except during the Great Calamity.

The Lord of the Styx River was a veteran Quasi-Saint who had attained enlightenment at the very beginning of the primordial era; his Blood Sea would never dry up and the Styx River would never die.

In the present-day primordial world where no sages exist, he is practically invincible.

Of the three elements—Heaven, Earth, and Man—Man resides in the center and can command spirits and deities.

With humanity flourishing and fortunes rising like a tide, how could the Lord of the Styx let such an opportunity slip by?

The Southern Continent has three dragon veins: the Azure Dragon of the North, the Yellow Dragon of the Central Region, and the Red Dragon of the South, namely the three great dragons of the North, Central, and South.

Of the three ancestral dragon veins, the most noble is the central Yellow Dragon.

It begins at the Kunlun Central Palace, travels through Longban, Guanzhong, and Funiu Mountains to the east, reaches Songshan Mountain and faces the sky, then descends to the plains, and finally ends at the summit of Taishan Mountain.

The Beilong River stretches out from the northern foothills of the Kunlun Mountains, passing through the North Sea, crossing the Yin Mountains, traversing the Changbai Mountains, and heading straight into the vast easternmost sea.

The Southern Dragon starts from the southern foothills of Kunlun Mountain, flows down with the Jinsha River and the Nu River, and lies between the Yunling, Miaoling and Nanling Mountains, finally stretching its body in the Wuyi Mountains and plunging into the East China Sea.

Kunlun, the ancestor of all mountains, the origin of the dragon vein, and also the sacred site of the Three Sages of the East.