Under the enveloping aura of the Demon Path, a Demon Path domain barrier had already formed on the shore of Shock Demon Lake, enveloping everyone from the Nine Eternal Ancient Clans. From the outside, one could no longer see the scene within clearly; all one could see was the Demonic Qi churning continuously, and all one could hear were the endless cries of agony.
"No!"
"Help, three great ones, I am your most faithful servant..."
"I don't want to die!"
At this moment, the people of the Nine Eternal Ancient Clans had all fallen into a death trap.
Even geniuses couldn't hold on.
Even the Spirit King was wailing!
"Weren't the Grey Mist Sea and our nine great families in a cooperative relationship? It was us who guided you here... How could you do this to us?!"
Ning Zhao Si screamed in despair. He had used many life-saving treasures given by his family, but in front of the Ultimate Demon Codex, they couldn't protect him at all.
"Why do you treat us like this..."