Yaqi Shrine was the sacred place of worship for the Eight Emperor Clan.
It was also a Forbidden Land, absolutely forbidden to enter.
In the past, the Eight Emperor Clan beings would at most only dare to worship from the periphery, begging the Evil God for blessings.
It was simply impossible to step inside.
But now, Naraku actually said that he wanted to enter Yaqi Shrine.
This undoubtedly stirred up the entire Eight Emperor Clan.
Logically speaking, the demise of a Quasi-Immortal was related to Naraku.
If he were still that useless Young Lord from before, he would definitely be impeached.
He might even lose his position as Young Lord.
But now, when Naraku broke through to Supreme and manifested the Yaqi Evil God's Incarnation.
All the Eight Emperor Clan beings understood.
Naraku was the last hope of the entire Eight Emperor Clan.
So, facing Naraku's statement, many Eight Emperor Clan beings remained silent.
An Elder asked, "Naraku, have you thought this through? That place is our clan's Forbidden Land, and no one knows what will happen after entering."
"If something unexpected happens then..."
This Elder did not continue speaking.
Although Naraku was the reason for the Quasi-Immortal's demise.
But now, Naraku was very important to the Eight岐 Emperor Clan and could not afford to be lost.
"No matter what, I must go in."
Naraku's tone was resolute.
Even if he broke the Seal and broke through to Supreme, he was not Jun Xiaoyao's opponent.
The only way was to enter Yaqi Shrine.
This was his last hope and capital to turn the tables.
So, no matter how great the risk, he had to enter it.
What's more, Naraku believed that he might not encounter danger.
After all, in the past, when the purple light in Yaqi Shrine sealed his Qi.
A phrase had echoed in his mind.
You enter the shrine and accept the Evil God's baptism.
Naraku believed that he would not encounter danger.
Soon, Naraku arrived in front of Yaqi Shrine.
The shrine was incredibly ancient, and the surrounding environment was dim.
It seemed as if even light could not penetrate into that shrine.
Looking at this shrine, Naraku felt complicated.
When his Qi was sealed, he hated this shrine very much.
This shrine made him bear endless infamy and made him a famous useless Young Lord in Luanmo Sea.
But ironically, his only hope now lay within this shrine.
Naraku took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and entered the shrine.
He was also very curious about what exactly was inside this shrine.
"Grandson..."
Outside, Naraku's grandfather and others also held their breath.
Naraku, who entered the shrine, only felt a coldness like wading through water.
There was no oppressive aura.
Inside the shrine, it was incredibly dark, without a trace of light, and very quiet.
It was like arriving in a dead Universe.
No sound, no light.
However, Naraku could feel a pull.
As if something was calling him.
He followed the guidance in his heart and continued to go deeper.
Finally, he saw it.
In front of him, there was a faint blue firelight, as cold as ghost fire.
And in the center.
There was a relief wall.
Carved on the wall was a terrifying creature with eight hideous snake heads.
The former overlord of Luanmo Sea!
Ancient dark existence!
The creature that brought endless destruction to the world!
Yaqi Orochi!
Or rather.
Yaqi Evil God!
At the same time Naraku saw the relief.
The eight pairs of eyes of the Yaqi Orochi carved on the relief simultaneously lit up with faint purple demonic light.
And then, in Naraku's shocked gaze.
The Yaqi Orochi, which was originally a relief, actually began to squirm.
And then transformed into a mass of purple-black evil divine light, directly escaping towards Naraku!
"Ah!"
Naraku instantly felt a surge of heat, and every drop of blood in his body seemed to be boiling.
It seemed that a terrifying energy had deeply rooted itself in his body.
Countless demonic sounds echoed in his mind.
Ancient scenes emerged.
In the scenes, he seemed to have transformed into an Evil God who dominated everything.
In his ears, confused words still faintly echoed.
Naraku could not hear clearly, but he vaguely heard the four words Demon Dark Monarch among them.
The purple evil power enveloped Naraku completely, like a cocoon.
Outside the shrine, all the Eight Emperor Clan beings were on edge after hearing Naraku's scream.
After an unknown amount of time.
A purple-black pillar of light suddenly burst out from within the shrine, piercing through the sky!
In an instant, huge waves were stirred up around the entire Yaqi Island.
Countless beings lay dormant, trembling.
Some extremely ancient and ferocious sea beasts, sensing this aura, also trembled immensely, shrinking into the deep abyss of the sea.
Because they felt a sense of fear originating from their Bloodline and Soul.
It was as if their distant ancestors had once trembled and submitted under this vast evil power's pressure!
At the same time, when this aura erupted.
Another group of people had a strange sensation.
Near the edge of Luanmo Sea.
A floating sky ship traversed the sky.
On the deck of the ship stood a Young man with slightly dark skin, a pair of black fox ears on his head, and ten tails on his back.
It was Yun Xiaohei.
His form had slightly changed from before.
This indicated that he was already able to skillfully use the power of the Ten-Tailed Black Fox of Destruction.
He came to Luanmo Sea this time because he heard that another World-Destroying King had appeared in Luanmo Sea.
He wanted to see if he could win him over to the same camp.
After all, Jun Xiaoyao and he were mortal enemies.
Moreover, the Six Kings of Destruction were going to the Unspeakable Land next, so Yun Xiaohei also rushed over.
Beside him, there were also some powerhouses from the Ming Zhao Emperor Clan and Mo Jie Emperor Clan accompanying him.
"Oh, that aura?"
Yun Xiaohei looked into the distance.
On the extremely distant sea horizon.
There was a purple pillar of light, piercing through the sky.
Vaguely, a boundless demonic shadow seemed to appear and disappear, its vast body seemingly pressing down on heaven and earth.
"Demon Dark Monarch..."
Unconsciously, these four words came out of Yun Xiaohei's mouth, and he himself didn't even react.
On the other side, in the ancestral land of the Zhu Jiuyin lineage's island.
Deep inside, in an underground palace.
A Young man was inside.
He wore a loose black robe, his black hair reached the ground, and his skin was fair.
His appearance was very handsome, and there was a scale on his brow.
Vaguely, a black hexagram pattern seemed to be carved on the scale.
In the Void Realm in front of him, a dark golden thin paper floated.
A faint power of Dao of time permeated the paper, and every word on it seemed to condense eternal time and space.
At a certain moment, this Young man seemed to have a premonition, and his gaze penetrated through layers of obstacles, looking into the distance.
"Indeed, my prediction was not wrong, he is indeed that one."
The Young man murmured to himself, without the slightest surprise in his eyes.
"Daring to provoke him is simply foolish."
"Even more foolish is to provoke me."
A faint cold glint flashed in the Young man's black and white eyes.
He was the Elder brother mentioned by Zhu Huang.
The Emperor Son of the Zhu Jiuyin lineage, Zhu Ye.
At the same time, he also had another identity.
That was the Second King among the Six Kings of Destruction!