Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1938: 506: 6 Demon Consorts, 3rd-Tier Divination!

Perched atop a steep rock face was an enormous ancient bird's nest.

To the naked eye, this bird's nest appeared unremarkable and commonplace, showing no distinctive features, much like a typical great demon's lair.

Yet through Lu Quanzhen's Spiritual Eye Pupil Technique, threads of disordered aura wove together inside the old nest, manifesting a brilliant Kunpeng silhouette that blurred the boundary between truth and illusion for him.

"Kunpeng Nest..."

Gazing toward the nest in front, where chaotic Qi swirled, Lu Quanzhen sensed his "Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demon God Technique" stirring with greater vigor.

Forget about stepping inside the Kunpeng Nest—even drawing near and practicing cultivation in its vicinity would bring him tremendous gains!

Yet mighty experts and a massive serpent over a hundred feet long encircled the Kunpeng Nest, while an enormous eagle blotting out the sky and sun loomed close by, blocking any path for him to get nearer.

All he could manage was to observe from a distance, biding his time until the Kunpeng Nest unlocked, letting these individuals venture in and out, before trying to draw closer himself.

"Roar!!!"

In a flash, it felt like the sky and earth had been ripped apart, the whole sea area churning and thundering, with horrifying energy surges radiating from the ancient bird nest in every direction, scattering the clouds overhead.

"Not good!"

Beholding this terrifying spectacle, Foundation Establishment cultivators hastily withdrew, activating their magical treasures to withstand the pulse resembling a massive tidal surge.

Despite the significant distance, Lu Quanzhen experienced the immense pressure surging toward him, swiftly pulling back as his cloak, infused with Core Formation magical power, gleamed with an inky black luster.

While the tremendous uproar raged on, the onlookers witnessed that this Fourth Rank Demon King failed to breach the secret realm's entrance; instead, a beam of divine light from the ancient bird nest speared its enormous body, spraying blood as it tumbled into the sea.

"Roar!!!"

The creature unleashed an agonized bellow, suddenly gaping its vast bloodied jaws like a bottomless void, generating immense suction to swallow countless creatures and restore its vital blood essence.

"Golden Ray, how dare you slay my descendant!"

In that instant, a Nascent Soul True Lord bearing a grudge against it declared coldly, aiming to exploit the opportunity and finish it off.

An intense clash at the Nascent Soul level loomed!

Even wounded, the demon king's battle prowess stayed remarkably fierce, trading blows evenly with this Nascent Soul True Lord, the energy ripples from their strikes utterly unmatched.

Every impact triggered what resembled a maritime calamity, with relentless waves crashing, water blasts exploding like cannon shells across all sides, plunging the adjacent waters into total disarray.

Certain Nascent Soul cultivators and Fourth Rank Demon Kings, noting the turmoil, kept a slight distance to avoid getting drawn in.

Only the cliff bearing the Kunpeng Nest stood firm, intermittently releasing subtle glows that formed rippling waves.

After an extended struggle, the Fourth Rank Demon King, overwhelmed by its grave wounds, plunged into the ocean depths, fleeing through the Starry Sky Sea.

The Nascent Soul cultivators who had clashed with it pondered giving chase, but upon eyeing the swirling chaos Qi around the Kunpeng Nest and the nearby experts, they opted to halt.

"When a Nascent Soul flies into a rage, it's a million corpses strewn about..."

Observing everything from afar, Lu Quanzhen regarded the sea, now bloodier than ever and brimming with bodies, and couldn't suppress a wave of感慨.

This Kunpeng Nest unleashed a massive Qi fluctuation, instinctively urging sea demon beasts to converge here in endless streams.

Yet the casual magical blasts from the Nascent Soul True Lord and Fourth Rank Demon King's exchanges caused hundreds or thousands of demon beasts to burst apart and perish.

Should a Foundation Establishment cultivator stray too close, they could suffer the identical doom.

Even as a Core Formation cultivator, he could only qualify to spectate from a distance...

Moments slipped by gradually.

One by one, cultivators streamed into this marine zone to scrutinize the Kunpeng Nest.

And throughout that span, countless cultivators and demon kings broke into fierce combats.

Whether from deep-seated grudges or to claim superiority by subduing foes.

In summary, well before the secret realm's activation, this sea region had devolved into a gore-drenched realm of anarchy.

"Who can say when the Kunpeng Nest will finally unlock."

Lu Quanzhen had long forsaken any notion of penetrating the Kunpeng Nest.

He simply aimed to linger until other cultivators accessed the secret realm, then harness the ancient nest to insightfully grasp the divine abilities of his cultivation technique.

Suddenly, he felt the world dim and turn frigid.

He raised his gaze.

The sky, previously radiant and serene, had inexplicably shifted to a foreboding gloom.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

Grating cracks reverberated harshly, constricting his chest and throwing his Qi, blood, and magical power into wild disarray.

Those of lesser cultivation bled from every orifice, shrieking in raw terror.

Noting the uproar, Nascent Soul cultivators and Fourth Rank Demon Kings around the Kunpeng Nest also displayed grave demeanors.

From the world's shadowy void, like brushstrokes on a scroll, colossal ghostly hands appeared out of thin air, shredding reality to unveil a vast chasm of abyssal emptiness.

Moments later, a palace forged from bones ascended gradually from the void, radiating majestic grandeur, steeped in a chilling and ominous Qi aura.

This palace loomed immensely vast, assembled from bones—with enormous beast femurs as sturdy beams, delicate bird skeletons, and even the skulls and remains of human cultivators.

The bones lay in haphazard disarray, loosely fitted and heaped together, dark blood trickling through the gaps, yet they evoked an unfathomable mystical allure, timeless and regal.

Ethereal luminescence seeped across the bone exteriors, evoking the flow of ages, though it hinted at hordes of specters confined within, forever lamenting, instinctively sending shivers down the spine.