Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1938: 506: 6 Demon Consorts, 3rd-Tier Divination!

Upon the steep rock face, a huge old bird's nest sat prominently.

To the casual eye, the nest looked unremarkable and commonplace, without any standout features, much like a typical nest of a great demon.

Yet through Lu Quanzhen's Spiritual Eye Pupil Technique, threads of chaotic aura wove together inside the old nest, manifesting as a brilliant Kunpeng silhouette that blurred the line between illusion and truth for him.

"Kunpeng Nest..."

Gazing at the nest in front, where chaotic Qi swirled, Lu Quanzhen sensed his "Kunpeng Devouring Heaven Demon God Technique" stirring with greater vigor.

Forget about stepping inside the Kunpeng Nest—even drawing near it or practicing cultivation in its vicinity would offer him tremendous advantages!

Still, mighty experts and a enormous serpent over a hundred feet long encircled the Kunpeng Nest, alongside a massive eagle that blotted out the sky and hid the sun, perched close by, blocking any chance for him to get nearer.

All he could do was observe from a distance, biding his time until the Kunpeng Nest unlocked, until these individuals went in and came out, then try to move closer.

"Roar!!!"

Immediately, it felt like the skies and lands cracked apart, with the whole ocean area churning and thundering, horrifying energy surges exploding from the center of the old bird nest and radiating outward, scattering the clouds across the firmament.

"Not good!"

Seeing this alarming spectacle, all the Foundation Establishment cultivators pulled back hastily, deploying their magical treasures to fend off the fearsome surge resembling a tidal onslaught.

Despite the considerable gap, Lu Quanzhen experienced the crushing force barreling toward him, so he withdrew swiftly, his cloak shielded by Core Formation magical power, gleaming with an inky darkness.

As the world-shaking uproar continued, onlookers noticed that the Fourth Rank Demon King failed to breach the secret realm entrance; rather, a beam of divine light from the ancient bird nest lanced through its enormous form, spraying blood everywhere as it plummeted into the waters.

"Roar!!!"

It unleashed an agonized bellow, abruptly widening its huge, gore-filled maw like a void, generating immense pulling power that swallowed myriad creatures to restore its vital blood.

"Golden Ray, how dare you kill my descendant!"

In that instant, a Nascent Soul True Lord harboring a vendetta against it snarled icily, aiming to exploit the moment and eliminate it.

A dreadful clash at the Nascent Soul level was about to erupt!

Though wounded, the demon king's fighting prowess stayed incredibly fierce, trading fierce blows with this Nascent Soul True Lord, the shockwaves from their strikes utterly matchless.

Every collision triggered what seemed like a marine disaster, with ceaseless waves crashing, sprays of water exploding like cannon fire in every direction, transforming the nearby sea into utter turmoil.

Certain Nascent Soul cultivators or Fourth Rank Demon Kings, assessing the chaos, steered clear a bit to avoid getting caught up.

Just the cliff by the Kunpeng Nest remained steady, now and then releasing soft glows that rippled outward.

After an extended struggle, the Fourth Rank Demon King, battered badly, plunged into the ocean depths, fleeing via the Starry Sky Sea.

The Nascent Soul cultivators battling it pondered chase, but upon noticing the chaotic Qi around the Kunpeng Nest and the gathered experts nearby, they chose to abandon the pursuit.

"When a Nascent Soul gets furious, it's like a million corpses piling up..."

Observing everything from afar, Lu Quanzhen stared at the sea, now redder than ever and littered with bodies, and couldn't suppress a surge of感慨.

This Kunpeng Nest unleashed a powerful Qi fluctuation, instinctively luring sea demon beasts to swarm here endlessly.

However, the mere aftershocks from the Nascent Soul True Lord and Fourth Rank Demon King's exchanges blasted hundreds or thousands of demon beasts into oblivion.

Should a Foundation Establishment cultivator venture too close, they'd likely suffer the same explosive end.

Even as a Core Formation cultivator himself, he was merely allowed to spectate from the sidelines...

Moments ticked by slowly.

One after another, cultivators arrived in this ocean zone to inspect the Kunpeng Nest.

And throughout this time, fights broke out repeatedly among cultivators and demon kings.

Whether from old grudges or to secure better positions by curbing rivals.

In the end, long before the secret realm even activated, this stretch of sea had become a slaughter-filled battlefield of disorder.

"Who can say when the Kunpeng Nest will finally open."

Lu Quanzhen had long abandoned any hope of venturing into the Kunpeng Nest.

He simply aimed to linger until the other cultivators entered the secret realm, then draw on the ancient nest to gain insights into his cultivation technique and divine abilities.

Suddenly, he sensed the world dimming and turning chill.

He lifted his gaze.

The once sunny and vast sky had inexplicably turned forebodingly overcast.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

A grating, discordant noise of fracturing rang out, squeezing his chest tight, sending his Qi, blood, and magical power into wild turmoil.

Those with weaker cultivation spat blood from every orifice, screaming in terror.

Amid this disturbance, the Nascent Soul cultivators and Fourth Rank Demon Kings around the Kunpeng Nest wore grave looks.

Out of the shadowed emptiness between realms, like a unfolding scroll, enormous ghostly palms materialized from thin air, ripping the fabric of reality to expose a vast chasm of darkness.

Shortly thereafter, a palace forged from bones floated forth from the void, radiating majestic dominance, infused with a chilling, malevolent Qi aura.

This palace loomed immensely large, pieced together from bones, featuring beast bones as sturdy as columns, delicate bird bones, and even the skulls and frames of human cultivators.

The bones were jumbled haphazardly, piled and fitted without order, dark bloodstains oozing between them, yet it conveyed a mysterious allure that was both timeless and regal.

A spectral luminescence flowed across the bone surfaces, evoking the flow of ages, while hinting at countless spirits trapped inside, forever moaning, instinctively sending shivers down the spine of any beholder.