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And the bloodlight soul body on Qin Ming’s Purple Mansion Spirit Platform, after howling miserably with its head held, looked at his primordial spirit with a desperate expression.

The bloodlight began to swell, seemingly about to explode!

"Not good! This guy actually wants to self-detonate the split soul!" Qingyang the Old Demon saw through the intention of the Soul Weeping Saint Ancestor.

At this moment, he could no longer hold back, quickly flew out from the Blood Massacre Spiritual Treasure, and his spirit body rushed straight towards Qin Ming’s Purple Mansion Spirit Platform.

Qin Ming also suddenly felt the ominous, a sense of inexplicable trepidation arose in his heart.

It seemed the evil desires of the Soul Weeping Saint Ancestor were constantly escalating, realizing the impossibility of escape after being severely injured by the Black Vine, he actually wanted to self-destruct inside Qin Ming’s Purple Mansion, to perish together!

However, at this moment.

Qingyang the Old Demon’s soul body appeared, he turned to glance at Qin Ming, "Friend Qin! Old man has witnessed your journey till today, the future will not stop here, now I too have given it all up, if fate allows, I hope there will be a day to meet again."

"In a moment I’ll find an opportunity to entangle that rascal, you take the chance to seize Primordial Extreme Mountain."

After saying this, his mouth muttered spells, a pitch-black demon pattern emerged from above his head, seemingly preparing to fight desperately.

Facing the bloodlight where the Soul Weeping Saint Ancestor was, upon seeing Qingyang the Old Demon, he uttered an incredulous voice:

"It’s you!!"

"Why are you helping this human brat... you..."

But before he could finish his words, Qingyang the Old Demon turned into a black light, merged into the rune in midair, and the very next moment unleashed a power of imprisonment, wrapped up the Soul Weeping Saint Ancestor’s split soul, and pulled it out of Qin Ming’s Purple Mansion Spirit Platform.

Directly flew into that Soul Refining Furnace!

And from the Purple Gold Soul Refining Furnace, two streams of spiritual light flew out, but Qin Ming didn’t have time to examine them carefully, and directly seized them into the Little Spirit Realm.

Then he hurriedly shouted: "Old ghost!!!"

Rumble!

A world-destroying tremor erupted between heaven and earth.

Along with the giant eye in the celestial vault and the split soul of the Soul Weeping Saint Ancestor, Qingyang the Old Demon fell into the Purple Gold Soul Refining Furnace.

Litian Daoist Palace began to collapse downward, a gigantic rift abyss tens of thousands of miles long opened at the ground, even the spatial interface of the Human Realm appeared with fissures.

The Purple Gold Soul Refining Furnace, uncontrollably fell into the void turbulence within, its whereabouts unknown...

...

And the Primordial Extreme Mountain initially soaring toward the sky lost control, the Divine Mountain Main Peak, tens of thousands of feet tall, suddenly completely collapsed.

Just as the Soul Weeping Saint Ancestor was swept away by the Old Demon.

Qin Ming regained his normal state, his whole person transformed into a cyan dazzling beam, rapidly fleeing towards the direction where the Purple Gold Soul Refining Furnace fell, aiming to retrieve Qingyang the Old Demon.

Yet under his vast divine thought scanning, everything in Litian Celestial Hall had already turned into dust, and the furnace was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Ming was pushed back by a terrifying space storm.

However, since Qingyang the Old Demon had left a trace of his divine soul with him, he could sense through the Divine Prohibition Contract that the old ghost might not be completely annihilated.

After fruitless searching, Qin Ming had to give up.

He raised his head to look at the falling Primordial Extreme Mountain Main Peak.

Then raised his hand to summon his Spirit King Cauldron, and followed the secret technique taught by Qingyang the Old Demon, casting spiritual text restrictions, embedding them into the depth of Primordial Extreme Divine Mountain...

After a round of refining, the gigantic mountain began to gradually shrink, from tens of thousands of feet to thousands, then down to hundreds...

Finally transforming into palm-sized, with a "whish" sound, it was absorbed into the Spirit King Cauldron.

With the previous successful experience of refining the Thunder Magnetic Divine Mountain, this time the efficiency of seizing the Primordial Extreme Mountain was several times faster.

Until the earth-shattering upheaval faded.

From then on, the demonic qi above the Northern Cold Cultivation Realm dispersed, clouds cleared and mist scattered, restoring a bright and open sky.

However.

A sight that left those cultivators who had miraculously survived utterly stunned was that the Primordial Extreme Mountain, which had stood in the Human Realm for tens of thousands of years, known as the realm’s greatest dangerous place, sealing away terrifying Ancient Demons, had fallen countless Nascent Soul True Monarchs and Venerable Divinity Transformations.

After the terrifying and fierce upheaval, it inexplicably vanished...

In its place was a boundless abyss stretching tens of thousands of miles, filled with terrifying void turbulence and spatial fissures, where ordinary people couldn’t approach...

"This... Primordial Extreme Mountain became Fallen Demon Abyss..."