A gray shadow flew out of Mo Ye's right hand.

  The dark shadow was like a wild beast out of its cage, its body suddenly swelling up, low and mournful howls rising on all sides, captivating people's hearts.

  Draw upon ancient desolate ritual techniques!

  With the last trump card in his left hand, he threw it out without hesitation.

  In the sea of knowledge, Pu Yao's expression at this moment was extremely colorful, with a complex look and a hint of bitterness. The ancient ritual of Qu Ge was created by his teacher, and his teacher had never kept any secrets from him; he could recite every part of the ritual like the back of his hand. However, even so, after a thousand years, he had never successfully cast this spell.

  Thinking back to his nickname from his days in "The Directory of Demons", it seemed to be full of ridicule.

  "The Ancient Rite of Drawing Water" seems simple at first glance, but in reality, it contains many complexities. Otherwise, after so many years have passed, how could Pu Yao still not grasp its essence? Last time, he was just trying with an attitude of giving it a shot, and slightly pointed out two sentences, unexpectedly, Zuo Mo successfully executed it.

  But today, Zuo Mo's movements were still clumsy, but he successfully cast it again, enough to show that he had already mastered this magic, and not just luck.

  A spell that had a terrifying difficulty coefficient in the eyes of Pu Yao was actually grasped by Zuo Mo with such ease. After a bitter smile, he couldn't help but feel some envy towards Zuo Mo's talent. Upon careful recollection, the previous Zuo Mo compared to now was much more mediocre and ordinary in all aspects.

  This guy's momentum is quite strong!

  He suddenly smiled, his divine consciousness was even stronger than Zuo Mo's. The prison battlefield could block Zuo Mo's divine consciousness, but it couldn't stop Pu Yao's divine consciousness, and the situation outside was clear to him.

  Especially when he saw the crowd of elves with their colorful expressions, his mood suddenly made a one hundred and eighty degree turn.

  It's probably a good thing that there is such a student. Although Zuo Mo isn't a demon, but a human, in the eyes of Pu Yao who has always been unorthodox and heretical, this completely isn't a problem.

  When will you definitely make Left Mou go on a trip to the demon world?

  What a thrill it is to stir up wind and rain!

  He couldn't help but burst out laughing at the thought of those old guys' shocked and amazed expressions.

  In the sea of knowledge, a maniacal and slightly hysterical laughter echoed.

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  Zuo Mo didn't hear Pu Yao's mad laughter, his mind was more focused than ever, using all his strength to cast the Ancient Void Sacrificial Art.

  A desolate and majestic aura, as if a ferocious beast slowly emerged from the dense fog, its momentum suffocating several people!

  Its movements are not fast, full of leisurely elegance.

  Suddenly, it froze in place.

  The onlookers felt a sudden tightness in their throats, as if a rope had been suddenly looped around their necks, and they found themselves gasping for breath.

  Fear suddenly surged up from their feet, a chill spread throughout their body, and their minds went completely blank.

  They suddenly saw a massive ancient beast, looking down at them with an air of indifference.

  Overwhelming pressure, covering the sky and earth, Mount Tai presses down on one's head.

  The crowd of demons' livers and gallbladders were all torn apart, they couldn't help but want to turn around and run away. Some of the more timid ones even went limp in both legs and collapsed onto the ground. Even those who usually boasted about their strength now had faces as pale as dirt.

  The water vapor of the Qianliang River is vast and full of vitality.

  And this gray shadow is filled with overbearingness and destruction!

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  The Second Prison

  Innumerable famous You (monsters) suddenly stopped their movements at the same time, they lifted their heads in shock and fear.

  A surge of domineering and destructive aura swept past them like a hurricane.

  The vast second prison had fallen into an eerie silence at this time.

  A moment later, these diligent and hardworking fairies put down their work without hesitation, unfolded their bodies, and flew in one direction. From the sky above the second prison, it can be seen that countless figures are rushing wildly in one direction as if attracted by magnetic force.

  In that direction, in the distance, is the entrance to the First Prison.

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  Feeling threatened by the ancient ritual of Qu Gu, the vast and calm waters suddenly churned violently.

  Zuo Mo was standing in the midst of a raging sea, with towering waves rising high into the air, threatening to engulf him at any moment. These turbulent waters contained the power of an avalanche, and even if he had the body of a Mahayana cultivator, if he were to make even the slightest contact with them, there would only be one outcome - his body would be shattered into dust!

  Completely opposite to the calmness earlier, the battlefield is now heading towards another extreme. Zuo Mo understood that this also represented another characteristic of water's power, having experienced the vast ocean himself, he knew that the ferocity of water could become extremely terrifying.

  Around him was filled with extremely rich water vapor.

  In the blink of an eye, a boundless ocean appeared under Luo Mo's feet.

  Insignificant, Left Mo felt his own insignificance once again!

  In the face of such a vast and turbulent ocean-like expanse, one can't help but feel a sense of their own insignificance.

  Zuo Mo clenched his lips tightly, struggling to maintain his composure, and his hands continued to draw in the air with precision.

  All power is surging within!

  Come on!

  Zuo suddenly raised his bright red eyes.

  Almost at the same time, two empty red lights suddenly lit up in the gray shadow, like a pair of fierce eyes. Two lantern-sized red eyes lit up, as if they were the finishing touches, and the wild beast's gray shadow, which had just been floating with a few hints of vagueness, no longer had that feeling of floating instability.

  It's alive.

  Although the beast's body shape was still changing unpredictably, a strong illusion emerged in all the demon hearts: it lived!

  The desolate atmosphere of the overbearing destruction suddenly erupted like a volcanic explosion, shooting straight into the sky!

  It really came alive!

  The crowd of demons watched in awe, all trembling with fear. Two terrifying auras took turns striking them, making them look like beautiful women who had just been ravished once and were being ravished again!

  Outside the battlefield, among the densely packed demons, there were occasional flashes of light. Each flash of light meant that a demon could not hold on and was forced to withdraw from the Ten Finger Hell.

  Inside the Ten Finger Prison, once one's mental defenses are broken, they will be forcibly expelled by the prison. This situation is not uncommon, as demonic cultivators' divine sense and determination are far stronger than those of ordinary cultivators and demons.

  But today, the two unparalleled auras took turns to strike, and those demon heads who were still cultivating in the first prison could not withstand it. Even Nan Yue only managed to hold on for three more breaths before being forced out by the Ten Finger Prison.

  Leng Ke and Huang Zheng's conditions were much better, after all, they had been cultivating in the second prison every day. However, there was not a hint of ease on their faces, and they looked like they were gritting their teeth to persevere. The other survivors' faces also showed painful expressions, but no one took the initiative to quit.

  Everyone knows that the confrontation between the two auras next will be an earth-shattering collision!

  Witnessing such a collision with their own eyes, let alone enduring some pain, even if they have to pay an even greater price, they will still choose without hesitation. Such an opportunity is hard to come by!

  Lantern-like fierce red light gleamed, surrounded by gigantic waves that covered the sky and earth, seemingly having no effect on it.

  It suddenly opened its big mouth.

  In the open mouth, a surprising suction was born.

  Innumerable waves were instantly pulled away from the water's surface by this powerful suction, flying towards the open mouth of the ferocious beast. The turbulent and enraged ocean, at this moment, showed a very brief pause.

  The water surface is momentarily still, with countless ripples stirring, as it resists this suction force.

  Two huge ferocious eyes suddenly burst into red light in the gray shadow, and the suction power in the mouth increased sharply at the same time!

  Splash!

  Like a whale sucking in hundreds of rivers, countless water pillars were sucked into the mouth of the wild beast. Under the wild beast's mouth seemed to be a bottomless pit, and no matter how many more water pillars poured in, there was not even half a sign of swelling.

  The vast ocean, brewed from countless water droplets, would it be so easily captured and subdued?

  That's the remaining water breath left behind by Lord Kōmei!

  The vast expanse of water seemed to have no signs of reduction. Suddenly, countless schools of fish appeared under the surface, these schools were different from the transparent ones that had appeared before, they were all made of flesh and blood.

  Vitality!

  Zuo Mo suddenly had an epiphany in his heart - these schools of fish were the true lives born from this water energy!

  These fish swarmed in dense schools, countless in number, and charged wildly at the beasts. The intense vitality was like boiling water, making one's heart palpitate.

  Violent fluctuations of vitality, is not nourishment, but poison.

  The storm is like the last straw that crushes the camel for those struggling monsters.

  Innumerable rays of light flashed, and all the monsters outside the arena were gone without a single one left!

  The usually calm and collected Wild Beast, for the first time showed a hint of apprehension. These fragile lives were actually able to make the powerful and ferocious Wild Beast feel apprehensive, leaving Zuo Mo greatly surprised!

  Just as Zuo Mo felt surprised, suddenly, the Savage's pair of lantern-like red eyes blinked with a hint of cunning.

  Zuo Mo was stunned by this action full of humanization from the wild beast.

  The ferocious beast suddenly began to change its shape.

  All that can be seen is its body transformed into a virtual shadow, divided into two parts, upper and lower.

  At almost the same time, Zuo Mo's hands seemed to move involuntarily and began to make strokes.

  Little Demon Art, First Type, Five Hundredth Type.

  Only the upper half of the gray shadow suddenly rotated quickly in a clockwise direction, while the lower half unfolded in a counterclockwise direction.

  That extreme absurdity and contradictory feeling appeared again, Zuo Mo only felt that he was being pulled by two carriages running in opposite directions, it was unbearable.

  Luo Mo immediately understood what he had to do after having gone through an experience once.

  One stroke!

  A single, not particularly strong power instantly pierced through the very center of the two strands of demonic energy.

  Under the feet of the raging beast that had turned into a whirlwind, a wisp of white light suddenly rose up, and on its head, blackness began to spread.

  In the blink of an eye, the gray shadow turned into black and white, distinct and clear.

  Black and white millstone.

  The wildly spinning grindstone has an suction power several times stronger than before.

  The fish swarmed in from all sides, like countless tiny streams, and were sucked into the maelstrom before they could make any struggle.

  No blood splattered everywhere, everything in front of me was as quiet as a painting.

  In the center of the millstone, a crystal bead gradually took shape.

  The vast and vibrant water pulse, with a surprising speed, quickly dissipated, while the pearl in the center of the millstone became more and more crystal clear, like dew drops.

  Zuo Mo's eyes gradually faded from red as his spiritual energy was exhausted to the limit.

  Luo Mo regained his composure and with his last bit of strength, he grabbed the bead and swallowed it directly.

  He suddenly turned black in front of his eyes and immediately fainted.