They still held on, like nine mountains suppressing the land.
This was the Demon Burial Clan, no, perhaps it should be called the Demon Suppression Clan.
These nine individuals were the Demon Suppression Elders of this generation.
Outside the Demon Hall stood a small tribe.
There were very few strong youths left.
It was mostly the old, weak, women, and children.
But at this moment, these tribesmen showed no fear; their battle intent soared, and they were ready to face death.
Beyond the tribe, the Nascent Soul realm experts, who had been bewitched by the Six Desires Demonic Sound, were already surging forward like a tide.
Boom!
Streams of spiritual power struck, and a verdant defensive light screen was erected outside the tribe's wooden walls, blocking the attacks.
But the enemies were too numerous.
Hundreds of Nascent Soul realm martial venerables attacking together, what a terrifying lineup. Even a true Golden Core realm martial lord would not dare to confront them head-on!
As countless attacks rained down like a storm, the defensive net supported by the wooden walls finally couldn't hold. Cracks spread everywhere, and eventually, it shattered with a series of snapping sounds.
Once the defense was breached, the strange ancient trees at the outermost edge of the tribe withered as if all their life force had been drained.
All the enemies roared and charged in!
Their faces were filled with extreme madness, each one appearing demonic, even more ferocious than devils.
"Kill, kill, kill! All of you die!"
"This Demon Hall is bigger, there must be more treasures inside, hahaha, it's all mine, kill them all!"
"Hahaha, kill!"
These experts charged directly towards the old, weak, and infirm members of the Demon Suppression Clan.
Since bearing the mission to guard the Ten Thousand Burial Demonic Abyss, the people of the Demon Suppression Clan had long since disregarded life and death. At this moment, they did not hesitate. Even though the enemy's numbers and strength far surpassed their own by tenfold, or even a hundredfold, they still charged forward.
Boom!
It was like two torrents colliding.
But it was clear that the Demon Suppression Clan was at a significant disadvantage.
The foreign experts were like wolves and tigers, advancing ferociously.
In the first exchange, several Demon Suppression Clan experts were torn to shreds.
Even the strongest fists can't fend off many hands.
What's more, they were facing so many ferocious enemies controlled by demonic energy.
"Ah!"
Screams echoed.
A peak Giant Spirit realm Demon Suppression Clan youth was torn apart by a foreign martial venerable expert with blood-red eyes.
The attacker wore a ferocious and cruel smile. He was not satisfied after killing the young Demon Suppression Clan member, so he dug out the boy's heart from his corpse, and with blood still dripping, he threw it into his mouth and chewed it loudly.
"Wang Xin!"
An elder of the Demon Suppression Clan not far away let out a mournful cry, tears of blood streaming down his face. The fallen youth was his grandson!
Boom!
He frantically boosted his power, even disregarding the uncontrolled demonic energy within him, and with a palm strike, he pierced through the body of that foreign martial venerable expert.
But the price he paid was also immense.
Already old and frail, his condition was now at its worst. Black scales began to grow, a sharp demonic horn sprouted from his head, and his mouth revealed chilling fangs. The divine consciousness in his eyes was about to be lost.
He let out a wry smile, his laughter filled with tragic heroism and desolation.
Without hesitation, he charged directly towards the enemy's rear, and then...
The nearly black primordial core within him detonated with a thunderous roar!
Boom!
A world-shattering explosion swept in all directions. All enemies within a thousand feet suffered heavy casualties. Those below the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm were annihilated, while only those at the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm or above managed to survive, though their strength was greatly diminished.
Following this elder, one after another, self-detonation roars swept out.
All the Demon Suppression Clan experts had also gone mad with battle.
One after another, Nascent Soul realm clansmen self-destructed.
Even some young boys and girls in the Giant Spirit realm used this method to inflict damage on those foreign martial venerable experts...
The battle was extremely brutal.
Inside the massive Demon Hall.
The nine Demon Suppression Elders still held their ground.
Their eyes showed immense pain and struggle.
At this moment, they wished they could split themselves in two, with half guarding the Demon Emperor and the other half protecting their clansmen.
But they could not.
They chose to continue their vigil.
Within the central demonic well.
A seductive and evil voice emanated, "You can no longer trap me, quickly unseal me! As long as you surrender to me now, I can overlook past grievances and spare your clan!"
"The great sacrifices your clan has made over the long years are meaningless! Open your eyes and see, you have shed so much blood, so many have died, and who are you ultimately protecting?"
"It is these low-level, foolish, and greedy martial artists! They enter the Ten Thousand Burial Demonic Abyss time and again, and time and again they assault the Demon Hall you guard, helping me to gradually break free!"
"And you are protecting them, isn't that ridiculous, laughable, and absurd!"
"Your enemies should be these insects! You should not continue to suppress me here, but should go and kill all these foolish and greedy lower realm martial artists!"
"You and I are both noble races of the Celestial Realm, with transcendent bloodlines. We should be of the same kind, shouldn't we! These ants from the lower realms are merely my food, they are not worth your pity or protection."
"Unseal me, release me, and then, the entire Nine Flowers Realm will prostrate themselves at our feet, at our mercy! Heh heh heh!"
"Demon Emperor, save your breath. If you want to escape, you can, but you'll have to step over the corpses of us nine! "
An elder said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph! You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit! I'll see how long you can hold on this time."
"The four Demon Halls you used to suppress my limbs and demonic body have been broken. When my demonic body arrives, see how you die!"
The voice of the Ten Thousand Burial Demonic Emperor grew fainter again.
The expressions of the nine Demon Suppression Elders became extremely grave.
"Is Heaven going to destroy my Wang clan!"
"If my clan perishes, I fear the Nine Flowers Realm will suffer an unprecedented catastrophe."
"Alas, my clan has done its best. This is no longer a matter we can consider."
"It is our own inadequacy! We have not fulfilled our duty to guard the land. The descendants of the Martial Emperor are already in a perilous situation surrounded by powerful enemies. If the Demon Emperor breaks free, their pressure will be immensely great."
Silence fell upon the great Demon Hall.
...
Not long after.
The already dwindling number of Demon Suppression Clan members retreated steadily.
They were forced outside the Demon Hall.
Seeing that fewer than twenty or thirty people remained, the hearts of the nine Demon Suppression Elders felt as if they were being cut by knives.
One Demon Suppression Elder, unable to bear it any longer, took the remaining twenty or thirty people into the Demon Hall.
With no further obstructions, the foreign experts began to furiously attack the Demon Hall.