Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2115: Blood Prison Blood Ancestor

Yang Xiaotian shifted his attention toward the Rain Demon. Noticing the other man's hesitation and internal conflict, he spoke with a biting chill, "So, you are the Rain Demon? Tell me, do you intend to conspire with the First Demon to launch an attack against me?"

The Rain Demon’s expression fluctuated rapidly.

While such a scheme had indeed crossed his mind earlier, the display of Master Ding’s immovable might had sent a shiver through his soul, dampening his resolve significantly.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, he offered a cupped-fist salute and forced a smile at Yang Xiaotian. "Your Majesty has mistaken my intentions. I, the Rain Demon, harbor no desire to raise a hand against Your Majesty."

"My subordinates were out of line in their conduct toward Your Majesty previously; I offer my sincere apologies on their behalf."

Having delivered his apology, he bowed low before departing alongside the Star Storm Demon.

With their exit, the only ones remaining were the First Demon, the Black and White Sword Demon, and the concealed powerhouse of the Demon God Cave.

Master Ding signaled the precise location of the hidden figure to Yang Xiaotian. Looking toward the depths of the empty void, Yang Xiaotian called out, "I presume you are the master of the Demon God Cave?"

In this realm, only the master of the Demon God Cave possessed strength eclipsing that of the Blood Cave’s master.

"If your presence here is for the sake of the Blood Cave master, you should know," Yang Xiaotian declared, "that he has already been slain by my hand, and I have thoroughly drained his Innate Demon God Power!"

A heavy weight settled in the heart of the Demon God Cave’s master upon hearing this.

"Should the Demon God Cave withdraw immediately, I am willing to overlook your past transgressions. However, if you persist in this folly, I shall eradicate the Demon God Cave entirely once I ascend as the Primordial Demon World Master!" Yang Xiaotian warned.

Never before had anyone dared to cast such threats toward the Demon God Cave, let alone speak so boldly to its master!

The master of the Demon God Cave fell into a long silence before finally responding, "Your Majesty’s declaration is quite grave. From this moment forward, the Demon God Cave shall not oppose Your Majesty. I shall take my leave."

With those words, he vanished into the distance.

The First Demon’s brow furrowed in frustration.

He had calculated that a combined effort with the Demon God Cave’s master might have shattered the Golden Light Shield of that Giant Cauldron, but he hadn't anticipated that Yang Xiaotian’s words would drive the man away.

Now that his potential ally had retreated, he knew he lacked the power to breach the Giant Cauldron’s formidable defense alone!

Was he truly expected to simply watch Yang Xiaotian walk away?

Yang Xiaotian was a walking treasure trove, possessing inexhaustible Primordial Qi and Fourteenth Tribulation Elixirs!

"Let us depart!" Yang Xiaotian commanded the Abyss of Darkness and his companions, promptly engaging the Dragon Night Spaceship to begin their journey.

The First Demon’s face twisted with conflicting emotions. He burned with the urge to strike, yet the presence of Master Ding at Yang Xiaotian’s side gave him pause. Ultimately, he could do nothing but watch as the group faded into the horizon.

"Your Majesty, if Yang Xiaotian is permitted to live, he will undoubtedly become a catastrophic threat in the future," the Black and White Sword Demon urged with desperation.

The First Demon remained silent, fully aware of the danger.

However, the protective power of the Giant Cauldron was currently too immense for him to overcome single-handedly.

If he wanted to succeed, he required allies.

But who could he turn to?

The Evil Leader?

Or perhaps the Blood Ancestor?

At the thought of the latter, the First Demon spoke in a low, resonant tone, "To the Blood Prison!"

The Black and White Sword Demon’s complexion paled slightly at the mention of their destination.

Once he was certain the First Demon was no longer in pursuit, Yang Xiaotian led his group toward Heavenly Demon Mountain.

During the flight, he engaged the Dragon Night’s Shielding Array and utilized the Chaos Five Elements Technique to shroud the vessel, allowing them to travel in absolute secrecy.

Several days passed before the group arrived back at Heavenly Demon Mountain.

Because it was not the season for the eruption of Primordial Demon Energy, the mountain was eerily still. The previous crowds had vanished, leaving the area completely deserted.

Yang Xiaotian instructed his followers to find spots to cultivate outside. He then flew toward the mountain's restricted zone, reached the massive rock face, and activated his Primordial Demon Holy Body to carefully phase through the stone.

He successfully bypassed the exterior, reaching the hollow core of Heavenly Demon Mountain.

The sheer volume of Primordial Demon Energy within the mountain's womb surpassed even Yang Xiaotian’s wildest expectations.

The space was saturated with the energy, which surged and howled like a violent tempest. There was nothing else to see—only a world of swirling darkness.

What was the scale of this energy?

Trillions of wisps? Tens of trillions?

Furthermore, Yang Xiaotian could feel that more Primordial Demon Energy was being birthed from deep beneath the earth without pause.

He finally grasped why the mountain erupted periodically; the constant generation of energy caused the internal pressure to build until the space could no longer contain it, forcing a massive discharge outward.

Yang Xiaotian attempted to descend toward the source deep underground.

Given the density of the energy here, the subterranean eruption point was likely home to vast quantities of Primordial Demon Holy Water.

However, the upward force of the erupting energy was so violent that it acted as an impenetrable wall, preventing him from going deeper.

This was a challenge Yang Xiaotian had to face alone; even Master Ding was unable to assist him here.

After all, if a figure as formidable as the First Demon couldn't even enter the mountain, the conditions inside were truly extreme.

Realizing he could not yet reach the bottom, Yang Xiaotian abandoned his forced descent. He sat cross-legged atop the churning currents of Primordial Demon Energy and began to circulate the cultivation technique for the Primordial Demon Holy Body.

He knew that by strengthening his physique, he would eventually gain the power to withstand the pressure and reach the depths.

Time flowed on, day by day.

As his mastery over the Primordial Demon Holy Body grew, his rate of absorption spiked. With every breath, he pulled in hundreds of strands of Primordial Demon Energy, refining them into his own Primordial Demon Holy Power.

It wasn't long before his body erupted in a brilliant glow, signaling his breakthrough to the Second Layer of the technique.

Yang Xiaotian remained immersed in his cultivation.

Meanwhile, the First Demon and the Black and White Sword Demon reached the borders of the Blood Prison.

The Blood Prison stood as the most macabre, shadowed, and lethal territory within the Primordial Demon World.

It was the domain of an Innate Demon God known as the Blood Ancestor.

The origins of this being were shrouded in mystery; the world only knew of his terrifying power.

Just how formidable was he?

Years ago, the Present Buddha had attempted to cleanse the Blood Prison. He fought the Blood Ancestor for ten consecutive days and nights before being forced to retreat in failure. If even the Buddha could not purify this place, the Blood Ancestor’s strength was self-evident.

Some believed only the Master of the Holy Realm could destroy the Blood Prison.

Others argued that even that might not suffice, as the Master of the Holy Realm would be unable to harness the full power of the Holy Realm’s Origin while in the Primordial Demon World, leaving them unable to truly extinguish the Blood Ancestor.

As the First Demon and his companion arrived, countless crimson skulls rose from the Blood Sea, their sockets burning with malevolent red flames.

This was the Skeleton Army, the personal guard of the Blood Ancestor.

The commander of this skeletal host possessed power that rivaled even the Black and White Sword Demon.

The First Demon addressed the commander directly: "Inform your Blood Ancestor that the First Demon has come to visit."

Recognizing the status of the visitor, the commander did not dare be disrespectful. He quickly saluted and replied, "Since it is the illustrious First Demon, please wait. I shall report your arrival immediately."

He turned and sped toward the heart of the Blood Prison.

Shortly thereafter, a colossal wave of blood erupted from the depths, carrying a force that seemed capable of shattering the world. Every skeleton in its path scrambled to retreat in terror.

Those too slow were instantly pulverized into a bloody mist, their essence absorbed back into the prison to serve as fuel.

Before the wave even reached them, a high-pitched, piercing laughter echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.