Otherworldly Affairs Office

Chapter 901 901: The Unexpected Visitor

"Got it, I have no doubts about my part, and we can start anytime!" Pei Yan, who had memorized the fusion process over the past few days, responded eagerly."Very well, go to the center of the pool and do what you need to do! Leave the rest to us!" The Demon God said, standing up from the chair, exchanging glances with the other five present, who understood and stepped into the arena one by one.

Pei Yan, without ceremony, walked straight to the center of the area engraved with the Hexagram Magic Array. After the Demon God handed him the Trapped Prison, which had been cleansed and suppressed for three days, Pei Yan clearly felt the resistance and rejection from the Divine Artifact in his hands. He was prepared for this, continuously releasing his origin to suppress the rampaging artifact while adjusting himself to keep his soul in the strongest state.

When the Demon God led the five clan leaders of the Demon Race to sit at the six corners of the hexagram, signaling Pei Yan to start, he hesitated no longer, tearing off his outer coat to reveal his scar-laden, tense upper body. Grasping the sword hilt, he aimed the sword tip at his own chest, took a deep breath, and slowly pierced it into his body.

The sword tip slowly traced a long blood mark across his body; with source energy empowering him, the blood flowed along the wound, gradually pouring onto the blade of the Trapped Prison, causing it to tremble violently and emit a ghastly wailing sound.

Pei Yan tightly gripped the dagger in his hand; the force was difficult to gauge, as he needed to prevent it from escaping his grasp while also ensuring it didn't pierce his body too forcefully. As both sides stalemated for long, seeing Trapped Prison unable to break free, Pei Yan seized the moment to release his soul power, slowly injecting it into Trapped Prison, beginning the crucial step of artifact devouring: devouring the artifact soul!

Meanwhile, those sitting at the six points of the hexagram were not idle. Under the leadership of the Demon God, each took out the pre-prepared Demon Race artifacts. Under the six people's control, each artifact released its soul. Each of the six artifact souls had its own Divine Sense; seeing a fellow artifact soul being devoured, each showed a look of compassion but was unwilling to help. Alas, the Demon God's power was too strong. Under the threat from the six, they had no choice but to fly forward, attaching themselves to the blade of Trapped Prison, using the power of fellow artifact souls to suppress the artifact soul within, reducing its resistance to Pei Yan's devouring.

Time passed slowly during the ritual, which lasted far longer than Pei Yan had expected. Even with external aid, Trapped Prison's resistance was remarkably stubborn. Two hours into the ritual, two-thirds of the artifact soul remained undevoured by Pei Yan.

As those in the hall tensely watched Pei Yan's artifact devouring ritual, a strange source energy fluctuation came from the top of the hall. The Demon God was the first to sense this energetic distortion, glaring upwards, his expression twisting into one of extreme anger.

This fluctuation spread rapidly from its appearance; almost in the blink of an eye, the ceiling above the hall cracked with slashing sounds, and a thin spatial rift forcefully broke through the Holy Hall's layers of defense.

"Candle Dragon, you repeatedly disrupt my Holy Hall and ruin my plans, pushing things too far!" The Demon God roared at the rift while continuing to oversee Pei Yan's artifact soul devouring.

"Mr. Demon God, I didn't want to meet you again so soon, but there's no helping it; you have a good son, and he made me an offer I couldn't refuse!" Candle Dragon's voice came from the other side of the rift, driving the Demon God to distraction. Then, he shouted, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and do what you must. Do you think breaking through so many defenses to reach the core of the Holy Hall is easy?"

"Ungrateful son, how dare you!" The Demon God burst into rage, unleashing a force from within, rushing towards the rift, but he was thwarted by multiple Children of Origin, joining forces to block the attack.

Meanwhile, eager for favor, Thanatos targeted the artifact Trapped Prison undergoing the devouring ritual, communicating with it through his origin. With a metallic crack ringing loudly in the hall, the Trapped Prison's blade split open, dark energy flowing outward through the cracks.

"Ah!" Pei Yan screamed miserably, his body, seated cross-legged, pulled into the sky by a strange force. As he rolled his eyes and screamed, thin streams of blood began to oozed from his orifices.

"Ah!" The second scream echoed from Thanatos within the rift. Unable to escape quickly, he was hit by the second attack from the enraged and irrational Demon God, forgetting his agreement with Lin Junzhao. Although this attack was blocked by multiple Children of Origin, reducing much of its power, the remaining force almost scattered Thanatos's soul body.

"Unexpectedly, it succeeded! Mr. Demon God, it seems your cooperation with Lin Junzhao is over, and you've lost a Divine Artifact in the process. Know this! In the child's homeland, there's a saying that perfectly fits your situation: 'Lost the bride and lost the soldiers!' Hahaha! Let's go!"

Candle Dragon's voice, full of mocking delight, echoed above the hall, but the Demon God did not pursue through the closing spatial rift. Stabilizing Pei Yan's condition and saving his life to minimize losses was now paramount.

Turning all his attention back to the scene, the Demon God discovered that the Divine Artifact Trapped Prison had now completely exploded, its shattered fragments absorbed into Pei Yan's body. More importantly, the explosion left a fist-sized black hole at Pei Yan's chest, emitting a tremendous gravitational pull, dragging everything around into Pei Yan's body.

The first to be sucked into Pei Yan's body were the other six artifact souls attached to the blade of Trapped Prison,

"Stop the ritual immediately, Thanatos's vile method! He actually incited Trapped Prison to self-destruct its artifact soul! The spatial power left after Trapped Prison's self-destruction will devour everything here!" A Demon Race clan leader holding a heavy book Divine Artifact shouted, staring at the black hole at Pei Yan's chest.

"Yes, we must stop the ritual! Otherwise, the artifacts in our hands will also be damaged!" Old Samikina, feeling the trembling fear from the artifact in his hand, looked at Pei Yan, bleeding from his orifices and unconscious, and shouted, "If we don't intervene, Pei Yan will also have no place to be buried, and his soul will be torn to pieces if he devours more than two Divine Artifacts!"

"Stop? How? The spatial rift has formed, and the artifact souls are being sucked in. We can't summon them back now!" Another noble from the new faction said, looking at Pei Yan in the air, biting his teeth, and growling, "Now we can only sacrifice one side! Kill him!"