Starting From A Son In Law To Build An Long Lasting Family Chapter 1960: 512: Demon Fetus Parasite, Yan Lan’s Breakthrough! (Double-Length)

"Buzzing——"

The ancient nest, shifting endlessly between divine peng and great kun shapes, started to quiver, echoing like the Kunpeng's mighty roar in harmony with the Great Dao.

Excitement gripped all the Nascent Soul cultivators as they gazed eagerly toward Lu Quanzhen and his companions.

Yet the nest's shaking appeared somewhat incomplete, and from the throne far away, the Six Paths Demon Consort extended a pale, delicate hand of jade-like elegance, comparable to a flawless sculpture.

Perfection defined this hand's beauty, featuring a deep black ring on the thumb and a crimson blood-red one on the index finger.

The middle, ring, and pinky fingers bore guards of bone or jade that mimicked slender young serpents, lending an uncanny, alluring charm to the exquisite hand.

In that instant, the serpentine guards appeared to stir to life, emitting a hissing glow of red, before a thick blood mist erupted swiftly toward the demonic technique inheritors gathered there.

Suddenly, Lu Quanzhen sensed an invasion flooding his body, his Qi and Blood Magical Power surging wildly without restraint, as though igniting a forbidden Blood Burning Technique.

He glanced aside, only for Wugu Old Demon to snap, "Aren't you focusing on your cultivation!"

Lu Quanzhen's expression soured instantly, realizing these Nascent Soul cultivators had unleashed a Demon Path secret art upon him.

Not just him—the other ancient nest openers suffered the same fate.

Though he had foreseen such a twist, the dehumanizing handling still filled Lu Quanzhen with gloom and a darkened visage.

As the ancient nest quaked with greater fury, the Nascent Soul experts present unleashed their divine abilities, striving to pry the nest open by force.

An hour passed.

"Roar!!!"

From within the ancient nest, the Kunpeng's massive shadow bellowed toward the skies, its divine might sweeping through the heavens and earth, forcing many onlookers to shudder and even drop to their knees.

Such overwhelming power chilled the air, proving too much even for the Nascent Soul True Lords to withstand.

"What's going on? Is the Kunpeng still alive?"

A trembling Nascent Soul cultivator uttered the words.

After endless ages, legends claimed the Kunpeng outstripped Nascent Soul levels, yet it should have perished long ago—why did this fearsome aura persist?

Should this Kunpeng truly live, their invasion of its nest for treasures would spell utter doom.

The very next instant, the colossal Kunpeng shadow faded away, and with a deep rumble, the ancient nest's enormous gate swung open.

"Huh? What's happening!"

"I get it now—this is the true Kunpeng nest, infused with its Qi Mechanism, summoning a faint echo of the True Spirit's wondrous might."

Chaos exploded in a heartbeat, with everyone charging wildly at the massive entrance.

These Nascent Soul cultivators, who had maintained their poised and haughty demeanor before, now abandoned all restraint.

After all, just the faint remnant aura held such dread—surely the nest concealed paths to Divinity Transformation breakthroughs.

Even without Divinity Transformation prospects, advancing to Nascent Soul Late Stage would let them reign supreme over the Starry Sky Sea and the whole Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh——"

With the ancient nest's gateway parting, a sudden weakness overtook Lu Quanzhen's entire frame.

Then, searing agony ripped through his every limb, which he recognized as the backlash from that prior Demon Path secret art.

"Damn it!"

His complexion drained of color, teeth clenched against the torment, as he eyed the Nascent Soul cultivators streaming inside, scheming for a moment to slip away.

"My good disciple, are you alright?"

Shi Hai True Monarch materialized at once beside him, channeling immense mana into his form to quell the stabbing pain.

"This stems from the secret technique's backlash; this pill will ease your suffering for now."

Shi Hai True Monarch promptly fed a pill straight into Lu Quanzhen's mouth, then lifted him and carried him into the ancient nest.

Lu Quanzhen wasn't alone—all the demonic technique inheritors lay vulnerable like helpless prey, dragged along into the depths.

Within lay pure, abundant Spiritual Energy wrapped in ethereal mists, evoking an immortal paradise, vast and infinite, where faint dawn glow illuminated scattered trees, chairs, pots, and cushions.

Nevertheless, a swarm of Nascent Soul cultivators swiftly claimed these objects.

Given the Kunpeng's legendary stature, such furnishings—trees, chairs, fine wines—were far from mundane; their substances could match the Spiritual Treasures of certain Nascent Soul experts.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

A fierce clash erupted without delay, as horrifying Nascent Soul Qi Mechanisms flooded and clashed ferociously.

Even Shi Hai True Monarch's figure brimmed with Qi as boundless as oceans and peaks, radiating sheer terror.

In the midst of this chaos, Lu Quanzhen could merely cling to Shi Hai True Monarch's hold, afraid to stir and risk worse harm from lingering mana.

Yet all recognized this as mere preliminaries—no real hostilities flared, and once possessions were seized, disputes ended.

The throng plundered the ancient nest thoroughly, and only after much time did an ancient altar materialize in the empty space before them.

Majestic and towering like a true mountain, the altar ascended and hovered imposingly.

"There it is!"

The Nascent Soul cultivators on site surged forward toward the altar at once.

Upon the altar danced streams of brilliant light and radiant divine beams, suggesting a trove of treasures and rare artifacts lay arrayed there.

Still, no one dared to charge ahead recklessly.

Among those gathered stood mostly Nascent Soul cultivators and Transformed Demon Kings, all seasoned enough to reach this realm—none acted on foolish whims.

They discerned how the altar fused seamlessly with the surrounding heaven and earth.

A single errant step might provoke dire offense, courting lethal peril!

"Boom!"

One individual dispatched a puppet spirit pet ahead, yet the moment it neared the altar, an immense force hurled it back.

"This force only bars and pushes away, without true assault, signaling the Kunpeng's demise and legacies prepared for descendants."

A figure invoked the Spiritual Eye Divine Ability to probe the altar's restrictions, then turned toward Lu Quanzhen and the fellow demonic technique inheritors, declaring: "Send up one who bears the Kunpeng Demon Technique."

At those words, a cultivator versed in the Kunpeng Demon Technique was thrust forward without delay, and with the art activated, the altar's barrier repelled them not, permitting a smooth ascent.