Demon King Pingtian, Demon King Dapeng, Dragon Turtle King, Demon King Yuan, Bai Zilong, and Yun Shanhai.

These six surrounded the dragon tomb of Demon King Jiao.

Seeing their brother in such a miserable state, suppressed by the 36 swords and unable to move, they were furious.

"This sword formation has suppressed you for decades. Are you still unable to break free?"

Demon King Dapeng asked.

His human form was a very tall man with a hooked nose.

His face was fierce and thin, and his eyes were very sharp. He had the aura of a roc.

Back then, the Great Sage of the Chaotic Heavens also wanted to come to the Imperial Capital to coerce Emperor De with Demon King Jiao.

But after Demon King Jiao was suppressed, he fell silent.

He searched for a place with bountiful spiritual energy and cultivated quietly to improve himself.

Finally—after so many years—he returned along with everyone.

"Even though he kept me here, that person didn't restrict me from absorbing spiritual energy. He didn't prevent me from recovering my strength," Demon King Jiao said.

"But the problem is that no matter how many breakthroughs I make, I'm still unable to move these 36 demonic swords. This array formation is also constantly becoming stronger like me but at an even faster rate." Demon King Jiao added bitterly.

"You're saying that this array formation is getting stronger along with that person who suppressed you back then? And that's the reason why you still cannot get out of his array formation?" The Great Sage of the Moving Mountain, Dragon Turtle King, asked.

He didn't transform into human form but maintained his original form. He was a dragon turtle that looked like a huge millstone. Like the Heaven Raising Bull, he didn't like to transform into human form.

"That's right…"

"I'm already ten steps into the Boundless Realm."

"In the past few decades, I didn't dare to stop my recovery for even a moment. I worked hard and constantly absorbed the spiritual energy of the world. I did not dare to slack in my cultivation, but I still can't compare to him." Demon King Jiao was truly regretful of his actions back then. Just saying these words made him want to cry.

It has been decades since he was entombed here in the dragon tomb. It has been decades since he was able to move freely throughout this world.

In his heart, he hated Lin Jiufeng to death.

But on the other hand, he could clearly feel that as he improved, Lin Jiufeng's strength was also improving faster than him. As a result, he found it increasingly difficult for him to break free.

He was afraid of Lin Jiufeng.

If word of this fear of his got out, the powerhouses of the previous era would probably die of laughter.

The most arrogant being among the Seven Great Sages of the Monster and Demon Race, Demon King Jiao, was actually afraid of someone from the brand-new era?

Yes, it was ridiculous.

But Demon King Jiao was truly afraid.

Demon King Yuan, who was dressed in purple, suddenly grabbed a demonic sword.

He exerted strength all over his body.

His muscles bulged and he gritted his teeth out of exertion.

"Come out!" The Great Sage of the Blowing Wind, Demon King Yuan, didn't beat around the bush. He directly tried to pull out a demonic sword for Demon King Jiao. He wanted to save him as soon as possible.

But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't pull the demonic sword out.

The 36 demonic swords inserted into Demon King Jiao's body didn't even move an inch.

"We have to pull it out together. It's very exhausting to pull it out alone. Trying to go against this array formation on your own is useless. I've tried countless times, but it's impossible to win against this array formation alone." Demon King Jiao immediately spoke up.

If the strength of one great sage was enough to pull it out, Demon King Pingtian would have saved him long ago.

"All right. Let's pull these out together and save Demon King Jiao. He has been sufficiently punished for his mistake back then. It's time for him to be free." The Great Sage of the White Clothed, Bai Zilong, solemnly stated.

He looked handsome and was dressed in white.

He was a human being, but the blood of the Monster Race was in his bloodline.

Of course, it was hidden quite deeply for anyone to notice.

The other sages all grabbed a few swords as they exerted their strength altogether.

Rumble!

The Wei River boiled and surged, drowning the dragon tomb.

Demon King Jiao was also using all of his strength to resist the array formation.

"Come out!!!"

The seven sages roared in unison and worked together.

They exerted all their strength as their True Qi united and trembled.

The 36 Swords of the Demonic Path trembled and loosened.

Cracks also appeared in the dragon tomb.

Demon King Jiao, who was inside the dragon tomb, finally saw the light of dawn.

The day of his release was right before his eyes.

Thousands of miles away, in the Cold Palace of the Imperial Capital, Lin Jiufeng stood with his hands behind his back as he looked in the direction of the Wei River.

Rumble!

The spiritual energy in the world wildly surged and roared.

The common people couldn't see it with their naked eyes, but those with higher cultivation bases could clearly see what was going on.

The Seven Great Sages of the Monster and Demon Race…

These seven terrifying existences were trying to forcefully break the prison that Lin Jiufeng had set up decades ago for Demon King Jiao.

Lin Jiufeng looked up at the sky.

Above the Wei River, a green bull mooed, a roc spread its wings, a dragon turtle suppressed the sky, and an ape roared…

The Seven Great Sages of the Monster and Demon Race exerted their strength at once and revealed their abilities. They all wanted to free Demon King Jiao.

The white cat on Lin Jiufeng's shoulder spoke up. "They want to break free from your 36 Swords of the Demonic Path. Aren't you going to do anything?"

Lin Jiufeng looked at them and shook his head. "If that's all they got, they won't be able to break the 36 Swords of the Demonic Path."

The 36 Swords of the Demonic Path weren't simply just 36 swords.

The array formation itself could summon a demonic dragon.

Once the demonic dragon appeared, they would not be able to resist it.

Lin Jiufeng watched on calmly.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Jiufeng's words fell, the demonic dragon of the 36 Swords of the Demonic Path appeared.

The 36 demonic swords vibrated in unison and gathered to form the body of a demonic dragon.

The demonic dragon itself looked ferocious. Its gaze was as cold as a thousand-year-old icy cavern. It roared loudly and swept its tail over to its assailants.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Six of the Seven Great Sages were directly swept away.

In front of the demonic dragon, the Seven Great Sages who had yet to fully recover their full strength were not worth mentioning.

Pu!

The six sages spat out mouthfuls of blood at the same time.

They watched in shock, unable to believe what they were looking at.

This was just an array formation.

But even though they had combined their strength altogether, they still couldn't do anything against it.

In fact, they were the ones defeated by the array formation!

Many powerhouses couldn't help but gasp when they saw the scene that unfolded.

The Yuhua God Dynasty's status in their hearts was elevated once more.

"What kind of terrifying array formation is that?" Demon King Dapeng asked in shock.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up.

He watched in horror, not daring to rashly move forward.

It was too terrifying!

Demon King Jiao was in indescribable pain at this moment.

It was as if he had returned to that day when Lin Jiufeng suppressed him with the 36 swords and gave him a beatdown that he would never forget.

"The might of this array formation increases along with the strength of its owner."

Demon King Gui deduced in shock.

He finally started to wonder how powerful the owner of the array formation was.

"There's no hope for Demon King Jiao to be free…" Demon King Pingtian muttered bitterly.

The other sages were speechless.

They already did their best just now.

They were able to move the 36 demonic swords and they almost pulled them out.

But the moment the demonic dragon appeared, everything ended.

They were unable to resist the demonic dragon that was born from the combination of the 36 demonic swords. Understandably so, they also couldn't possibly defeat its owner—Lin Jiufeng.

"Am I going to be trapped here forever?"

The inner demon in Demon King Jiao's heart became infinitely huge.

Two drops of flood dragon's tears fell down his cheeks.

Demons and monsters didn't shed tears easily, but that was only because they hadn't experienced the true meaning of despair just yet.

When Lin Jiufeng saw this scene, he shook his head and mumbled helplessly. "He's too weak!"

"Just continue to suppress him then," the white cat said indifferently.

"There's no need…"

"Suppressing him is a waste of my 36 Swords of the Demonic Path."

Lin Jiufeng shook his head.

With a wave of his hand, he took the initiative to release Demon King Jiao.

Wei River…

The 36 demonic swords trembled.

Under the incredulous looks of the Seven Great Sages, they took the initiative to undo the array formation.

Ka! Ka! Ka!

The 36 demonic swords directly flew toward the sky and disappeared in the direction of the Yuhua God Dynasty's Imperial Capital.