Qing Lan used the drunken state as the formation's core, reactivating the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation.
Rolling demonic energy erupted, and thousands of grudge demons let out earth-shattering roars.
They pressed in, surrounding everyone, their resentment and demonic energy intertwining.
In the air, this coalesced into a ghost face dozens of feet high, radiating a pressure.
It felt as if it would crush Mount Wuliang and shatter the entire space.
Now, Fairy Jin Wu and the others lay heavily injured, their combat power lost.
Only Ji Shiyou and Ming Yue remained, both unharmed.
Ming Yue, unlike her usual self, didn't think of escaping or hiding within the golden lotus.
Zhu Ji's death had filled her with rage, driving her to madness.
Although the pressure from the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation made her extremely uncomfortable, forcing her to stand precariously.
She knew her own cultivation was insignificant.
Before Qing Lan and the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation, she was nothing.
Yet, her eyes blazed with ferocity as she stared at Qing Lan in the sky.
Her heart resolved that even if it meant mutual destruction.
She would not let Qing Lan have an easy time. For Zhu Ji.
Even if she couldn't kill Qing Lan, before her death.
She would bite off a piece of Qing Lan's flesh, even with her teeth.
"Activate the Golden Crown's ultimate defense. Do not come out. Leave it to me."
Ji Shiyou, seeing Ming Yue's hateful gaze fixed on Qing Lan and her eagerness to fight, pulled her behind him.
He said with a grave expression, raising the Moon Reflecting Sword in his hand.
He had already felt the power of the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation.
It had heavily injured Fairy Jin Wu, and with his cultivation, he was no match for it.
But he had to try, because he did not want Ming Yue to be harmed.
Then, the cry of the golden crow sounded, and a hundred-zhang sword light flashed.
Ji Shiyou pushed his cultivation to its absolute limit.
He unleashed his strongest attack, the Golden Crow Turns into the Sun.
Combined with the Soul Burning technique he had used on Furong Peak, he intended to fight to the death.
Even if his soul were injured, he had to break the formation.
Otherwise, under the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation, Ming Yue and everyone here would perish within it.
However, under the pressure emanating from the ghost face formed by the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation.
Both the purple-gold sun and the hundred-zhang sword light dimmed and lost their luster.
They struggled for a few seconds before, like candles in the wind, they flickered out and vanished into nothingness.
Qing Lan smiled faintly, and with a thought.
The ghost face in the sky revealed a sinister grin.
Suddenly, its mouth split open, and a beam of dark light shot out.
It struck Ji Shiyou's chest, sending his body flying backward.
Ming Yue quickly controlled the golden lotus, moving it to Ji Shiyou's side.
She enveloped him within the golden lotus and frantically checked his injuries.
Ji Shiyou's injuries were severe.
His chest had caved in, and his ribs were likely shattered.
He coughed up large mouthfuls of black, foul blood.
If not for his strong will, propped up by sheer determination, he would have already lost consciousness.
"Stop your futile struggles. Your fate is sealed.
You will all die on Mount Wuliang today. Do you know why?
The Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation has already devoured the immortal essence of this space.
Without immortal essence, you cultivators are cripples.
Your attacks, without the support of power, are mere parlor tricks.
However, before I kill you, there is one more thing I must do.
The rare treasure of Mount Sifang has not yet been obtained.
So, little tree spirit, hand over that treasure!"
Seeing Ming Yue frantically tending to Ji Shiyou within the golden lotus.
Qing Lan said with a cold laugh, descending from the sky step by step.
It was as if an invisible staircase extended beneath his feet.
Upon landing, he extended his right index finger and pointed at the golden lotus.
This finger carried no fluctuation of spiritual power, nor any pressure.
Yet, the golden lotus, possessing the highest defense, upon contact with Qing Lan's finger.
Its petals immediately withered and shattered on the ground.
It then transformed into a broken golden crown, its light extinguished.
This was the Star Shattering Finger from Qing Lan's cultivation of the Three Thousand Demonic Arts, its primary function being to break seals.
Any restriction or defense was as fragile as paper against the Star Shattering Finger.
"You want the Moon Radiance Pearl? Fine, I'll give it to you."
With the golden lotus broken, Ming Yue looked up, put down Ji Shiyou.
She straightened her body, walked towards Qing Lan, and simultaneously.
Took out the storage bag from her embrace. A purple light flashed.
A massive palace descended from the sky, hurtling towards Qing Lan's head.
It was the Purple Gold Palace, previously obtained from the clam demon Luo Qi at the bottom of Bibo Pond.
Ji Shiyou's injuries were critical and required immediate healing.
After much thought, she took out the Purple Gold Palace, employing a surprise tactic.
She transformed the Purple Gold Palace into a sanctuary, allowing everyone to temporarily take refuge.
"A mere speck of dust, how dare it compete with the sun and moon?"
Seeing the Purple Gold Palace growing larger in the sky, pressing down.
Qing Lan said disdainfully, then pointed a finger.
His Star Shattering Finger could not only break seals.
But could also shatter all things in the world with a single touch.
Therefore, he did not take it seriously, intending to shatter it with one finger.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound was heard.
"Thump!"
A dull thud followed.
Qing Lan had never expected that the invincible Star Shattering Finger.
Upon contact with the Purple Gold Palace, would actually fracture, broken by the palace.
It was said that the ten fingers are connected to the heart. The intense pain surged through him.
He forgot to channel energy to protect himself and was directly crushed beneath the Purple Gold Palace.
If not for his formidable cultivation, this blow would have crushed him into a pulp.
Qing Lan had indeed been a bit too arrogant. He thought the Purple Gold Palace unleashed by Ming Yue.
Was an offensive magical artifact, and he intended to break it with the Star Shattering Finger.
But he had not anticipated that this Purple Gold Palace was not a magical artifact at all.
It was merely formed from the two shell halves of the ancient Purple Gold Clam, Luo Qi. Not only did it possess immense defensive power.
It also had the ability to suppress cultivation.
The Purple Gold Clam, an ancient rare species, possessed three treasures.
The first treasure was the pearl that accompanied it.
Depending on its age, they were the Soul Bewildering Pearl, the Love Bewildering Pearl, and the Elixir Pearl.
The second treasure was the Purple Gold Clam's inner core, also known as the Mirage Pearl.
The other treasure was its two Purple Gold shell halves.
This was the Purple Gold Palace, not only incredibly sturdy but also capable of suppressing cultivation.
Qing Lan had never taken Ming Yue seriously. Coupled with the unique nature of the Purple Gold Palace.
Being instantly pinned beneath it, he was unable to move for a time.
Ming Yue seized this opportunity, opened the gate of the Forbidden Palace.
She carried Ji Shiyou inside. The others, supporting each other, followed.
The gate of the Purple Gold Palace slammed shut, leaving no gap.
Within the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation, only Qing Lan, pinned beneath the Purple Gold Palace, remained alive.
Qing Lan crawled out from beneath the Purple Gold Palace.
Looking at the empty summit of Mount Wuliang, Qing Lan repaired his fractured index finger.
Then, in a fit of rage, he summoned all the grudge demons and surrounded the Purple Gold Palace.
He then commanded the ghost face in the sky to launch a group attack on the Purple Gold Palace.
Instantly, the golden-hued Purple Gold Palace was enveloped in thick demonic energy.
The ghost face spewed out streams of black light, striking the Purple Gold Palace.
The Purple Gold Palace, after all, was formed from the shell of an ancient rare species, the Purple Gold Clam.
It was incomparable to the golden lotus formed from the Golden Crown.
Under the assault of the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation, the Purple Gold Palace stood firm.
It shot out beams of golden light, repelling the pervasive demonic energy and black light, preventing them from getting close.
Seeing this, Qing Lan ascended back into the sky.
He formed a hand seal, increasing the intensity of the attack.
He refused to believe that with the Ten Directions Grudge Demon Formation having already drained the immortal essence of this space.
How long could this Purple Gold Palace last without the replenishment of immortal essence?