However, soon a new Blood Fiend Jiao appeared atop the Blood Jiao Tower, joining the battle.

Fellow Daoist Cui Yun constantly infused magic power into the Blood Jiao Tower.

The battle dragged on without resolution.

A sharp glint flashed in Fellow Daoist Cui Yun’s eyes, ready to employ a secret technique, even at the cost of the power of Pill Essence, to completely kill the Four-Winged Insect King.

"Fellow Daoist Cui Yun, hold on."

"It was agreed beforehand, this is my prize."

Shen Xuan’s voice sounded faintly.

"Alright, it’s your turn!"

Fellow Daoist Cui Yun withdrew the Blood Jiao Tower and took a step back, watching coldly.

Just moments ago, Shen Xuan had unleashed his might, freezing and capturing the Four-Winged Insect King.

Fellow Daoist Cui Yun had witnessed it and was secretly amazed.

To him, defeating the Four-Winged Insect King was not difficult.

It was merely about the cost involved.

Shen Xuan smiled subtly, repeating the technique.

The Ice Soul Divine Sword erupted with an extremely condensed divine light, precisely striking the transparent wings of the Four-Winged Insect King.

Profound Ice emerged, its cold feeling penetrating, spreading instantly.

The Four-Winged Insect King suddenly stiffened, and the Profound Ice quickly spread along its wings, covering its entire body.

No matter how it struggled, under Shen Xuan’s spellcasting, the Profound Ice grew thicker, turning into an ice sculpture.

Shen Xuan remained composed as he collected the ice-sculpted Four-Winged Insect King.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of Four-Winged fierce insects, having lost the rule of the insect king, descended into chaos.

The emerald insect cloud lost order, dispersing, while the smarter demonic insects fled in the opposite direction.

These were indeed his spoils of war.

Descendants of ancient fierce insects, also water attribute.

How could they be wasted!

Shen Xuan’s gaze swept over the panicked and scattered insect cloud, a hint of chill flashing in his eyes.

Divine Thought stirred slightly.

A fist-sized Ice Soul Spirit Crystal appeared before his eyes.

Back then, refining such a Spirit Crystal, consumed nearly half of the power of Pill Essence.

"Seal." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Shen Xuan whispered.

"Boom!"

The Ice Soul Spirit Crystal shattered in response.

Intense Profound Ice Cold Qi, centered on him, expanded rapidly outward.

Shen Xuan pointed his sword finger.

The intense Profound Ice Cold Qi transformed into a tornado, sweeping into the insect cloud formed by the Four-Winged fierce insects.

The cold was piercing.

Space solidified.

The permeating Demonic Qi froze into black ice dust, fluttering down.

Tens of thousands of fierce flying Four-Winged insects, frozen in their wing-beating predatory stance, lost all vitality and turned into ice sculptures under the extreme chill.

A moment ago, it was a chaotic battlefield of fierce insects buzzing and fluttering.

In another moment, it transformed into a deathly silent Profound Ice Domain.

Thousands of insect sculptures floated in the air, refracting a ghostly blue sheen in the dim light, exuding a spine-chilling coldness.

A few Tier Two Four-Winged fierce insects with stronger demon power struggled for a few seconds more, but eventually froze and solidified in mid-air, like the others.

Shen Xuan’s expression remained calm as he summoned an insect bag, unleashing a cold wind, collecting countless insect sculptures from within the thousand-foot ice realm without leaving a trace.

In the ruins of the ancient Demon Sect, silence returned once more.

The Profound Ice Domain slowly dissipated.

Yet, Fellow Daoist Cui Yun and others still felt the penetrating chill.

From beginning to end, Shen Xuan took just a few brief moments.

The four demon lords glanced at each other, their expressions complex.

Shen Xuan stood with hands behind his back, robes fluttering, effortlessly.

Mu Ling’Er looked at him with eyes filled with surprise and pride.

"Shen Lang is so powerful?"

"Perhaps I should discuss with the ancestor and find a way to have him join the True Intent Sect?"

At this moment, she hadn’t noticed that Immortal Yun Shang’s eyes similarly sparkled.

Shen Xuan glanced at the silent crowd, asking, "Fellow Daoist Cui Yun, aren’t you going to collect the Blood Crystal Stones?"

"Yes, of course, we must!"

Deep within the ancient hall, a blood creek about a meter wide meandered along.

The creek water was thick as blood, exuding a faint sweet fishy scent.

A multitude of bright red crystals lay at the bottom of the creek, resembling coagulated essence blood, reflecting bright colors in the dim light.

"Indeed these are Blood Crystal Stones! And so many of them!"

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of Fellow Daoist Wuya.

He and Fellow Daoist Kumu walked at the forefront.

Behind them, Fellow Daoist Cui Yun frowned slightly, holding the Blood Jiao Tower in his hand, ready to activate at any moment.

He felt uneasy with the excessive silence of this place.

His Divine Sense detected no abnormality.

Then, Fellow Daoist Wuya couldn’t help but hurriedly stepped forward, approaching the blood creek.

His eyes fixated on a larger Blood Crystal Stone at the creek’s bottom, its luster subdued, filling his heart with fiery desire.

As he cast his spell, the Blood Crystal Stone rose from the creek as he wished.

An abrupt change occurred!

The Blood Crystal Stone suddenly flashed a bloody shadow, swift as lightning, striking directly at Fellow Daoist Wuya’s face.

"Ah!"

Fellow Daoist Wuya had no time to evade, letting out a bitter and sorrowful cry.