Basically, every long period of time, the Demon Realm would intersect with the Immortal Realm.

At that time, Ancient Demon from Beyond the Heavenss would invade the Immortal Realm in large numbers, bringing immense disaster to the Immortal Realm, which the Immortals of the Immortal Realm called the Demon Tribulation.

At this moment, the high-ranking members of the three Demon Sects also appeared in this open space; the spatial crack had not dispersed everyone.

When they saw the purple giant trapped by chains in the center, their faces were filled with shock.

They instinctively retreated a few steps, moving away from the towering stone pillars, fearing that they might accidentally disturb this slumbering behemoth.

Behind them, Golden Immortal Cultivators were still continuously being teleported through the spatial crack.

Everyone’s face showed an expression of shock after seeing the scene before them.

"Everyone, this giant is by no means an ordinary being. Looking at its form and the surrounding demonic qi, it is highly likely to be the legendary Ancient Demon from Beyond the Heavens."

"Everyone, absolutely do not touch those stone pillars and chains, lest you disturb this Ancient Demon and bring about a fatal disaster." Old Devil Zhang said with a solemn expression, reminding them in a deep voice.

However, no sooner had Old Devil Zhang’s voice faded than a low, hoarse laugh came from the void without warning.

"Hahahaha. After sleeping for so many years, so many delicious Immortals have come. Not bad, not bad, just enough for this Venerable One to replenish his Demonic Qi."

This voice exploded like thunder in the ears of everyone, instantly causing all the Cultivators present to change their expressions dramatically.

The Immortals quickly circulated their Immortal Qi, looking around with full vigilance.

Fang Hong immediately felt a bad premonition, his gaze instantly locking onto the purple giant in the middle of the stone pillars.

He was horrified to discover that a black chain wrapped around the giant’s left arm had broken at some unknown time!

A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. This ruin, which seemed full of opportunity, might have been a deadly trap from the very beginning.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

Just then, a dull and eerie sound suddenly erupted.

Immediately after, a thick mass of red Qi slowly emerged from the purple giant.

The red Qi rolled and condensed in the air, transforming into a giant skull in just an instant.

This skull was entirely crimson, with two clusters of purple demonic flames flickering in its eye sockets, and its jawbone opened and closed, presenting an indescribably bizarre and terrifying appearance.

"Demonic soul. The Ancient Demon’s Demonic soul has revived."

The Cultivators present, upon seeing the appearance of the red skull, instantly turned pale, and exclamations rose one after another.

The Ancient Demon’s fearsome reputation had spread for eons; it was incredibly cruel, leaving a trail of devastation wherever it went, unstoppable by anyone.

At this moment, a Cultivator of the Golden Immortal realm was terrified by the Demonic soul and immediately activated all his Immortal Qi, transforming into a streak of light and frantically fleeing into the distance.

He only wanted to escape this dangerous place as quickly as possible.

However, the speed of the red skull far exceeded imagination.

Its sinister gaze instantly locked onto that Golden Immortal Cultivator, and it suddenly opened its mouth, spewing out a cloud of red mist.

The red mist, like a maggot clinging to bone, instantly caught up to the fleeing Golden Immortal Cultivator, enveloping his entire being

"Ahhh."

Only a sharp, tragic cry pierced the sky. The Golden Immortal Cultivator’s body suddenly stiffened, the circulation of his Immortal Qi abruptly ceased, and he fell directly from the high altitude.

He crashed heavily onto the ground, his eyes tightly shut, his Qi gone.

The surrounding Cultivators, witnessing this scene with their own eyes, were chilled to the bone, and no one dared to act rashly anymore.

The thought of seizing an opportunity to escape had now been completely drowned by fear.

One by one, they stood frozen in place, only able to watch as the red skull circled in mid-air.

"Hehehe. So many fresh souls, which one should I start with?"

The red skull let out a series of piercing, eerie laughs, hovering in the air, its ghostly fire eyes sweeping over the Cultivators below, as if sizing up a flock of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Just at this moment of widespread panic, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Everyone, do not fear. This is merely a Demonic soul that has separated from its demonic body, not a true Ancient Demon descending. Its power is limited."

"If we fight individually, we will only become its food. It’s better to join forces and fight to the death; we might not be without a chance of victory."

The speaker was none other than Old Devil Zhang, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Waiting for death would only lead to a dead end; he had now made up his mind to fight to the death.

No sooner had his voice faded than Old Devil Zhang took out a black gourd Immortal Artifact.

Inspired by Old Devil Zhang, the originally despairing Cultivators rekindled a sliver of hope in their eyes.

Rather than surrender, it was better to fight with all their might.

In an instant, everyone’s confidence greatly increased. They all took out their natal Immortal Artifacts, and various colors of Immortal light flashed as they prepared to fight the red skull to the death.

"Oh? There’s an active one who isn’t afraid of death."

"Since you’re so eager to die, then let’s start with you." The red skull locked onto Old Devil Zhang.

Before he finished speaking, the red skull instantly transformed into a dazzling red light, moving at extreme speed, and shot towards Old Devil Zhang.

"Good timing. Watch my soul-capturing gourd."

Old Devil Zhang was already prepared. He fully activated the Immortal Qi within his body, continuously injecting it into the black gourd in his hand.

The mouth of the gourd suddenly opened, and rolling black mist surged out, instantly spreading to form a vast Domain of black mist that covered the sky.

This soul-capturing gourd was an eighth-rank immortal artifact, specifically designed to counter soul-type existences, capable of forcibly capturing and refining an enemy’s soul into the gourd.

Old Devil Zhang was full of confidence in it, believing it was enough to take down this Demonic soul.

However, events unfolded far beyond his expectations.

The red skull, facing the surging black mist, showed no fear at all, as if the black mist didn’t exist, and directly pierced through the dense black mist.

With a flash of red light, it instantly appeared before Old Devil Zhang and slammed heavily into his forehead.

Old Devil Zhang’s pupils suddenly constricted, his eyes wide, his face filled with disbelief.

He had no time to make any defense, only feeling a supremely violent and evil power instantly rush into his sea ​​of ​​consciousness.

It was as if thousands of evil spirits were roaring in his sea ​​of ​​consciousness, and his soul trembled violently.

The next moment, Old Devil Zhang’s body lost control and plummeted straight down from the high altitude.

"Sect Master."

The four Elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, seeing this, their expressions suddenly changed dramatically, and they cried out in alarm.

Their Sect Master, with Peak Grand Unity cultivation and holding the eighth-rank immortal artifact soul-capturing gourd, couldn’t even last one round and was defeated!

The other Golden Immortal Cultivators, seeing this scene, their last shred of hope was completely shattered, and they fell into deep despair.

Even Old Devil Zhang, at Peak Grand Unity, was so vulnerable. Could they, these Golden Immortal Cultivators, still have a chance to survive in front of this terrifying Demonic soul?

Just as everyone thought Old Devil Zhang was dead, he suddenly stood up from the ground.