He transformed into a dragon, attempting to break free from the siege of the eight martial saints.

However, they all came prepared, and he could not escape so easily.

The eight people, watching the giant dragon surging in the clouds, suddenly scattered. With a furious shout of "Heavenly Net!", their spiritual power instantly wove into a large net in the air.

The black dragon thrashed about in the net.

The more you struggle, the tighter the net becomes!

"Host, dear!"

Jia Xitong stood up and stuck at least three Winged Talismans on herself.

Just as she was about to rush forward, a figure was faster than her. A burst of spiritual energy cleaved the net in the sky, revealing a colossal beast even larger than a dragon tens of meters long.

Atop its head stood an expressionless old man, who single-handedly held off eight martial saints.

Docar.

This was a monster that Uncle Karl hadn't taken with him even when he was fighting demons. Jia Xitong had never seen it so enormous.

Do you know what you're doing?

The red-robed priest looked at Karl and asked, "Do you also intend to become an enemy of the temple?"

"The God of War lives on in my heart."

Uncle Karl sat atop Dokar's head, looking as tiny as a bird perched on an elephant's head. "May I ask for an oracle?"

“Seize and kill that heretic ahead.”

Uncle Karl turned to look at Shang Yanting, who was covered in wounds and hadn't flown far yet, his eyes cold and devoid of emotion. "Fine."

Dorkar is the strongest in Dingtian Academy.

It caught up with Shang Yanting in an instant, and the aura emanating from it was even stronger than that of the eight red-robed divine servants.

Jia Xitong glanced at the approaching Dokar and said to Huo Rui and Mei Ji, "You two take good control of the Water Cloud Boat."

She resolutely leaped towards Shang Yanting and landed on the black dragon's body.

Several times

She lay on the dragon's body and soared.

This time, she stood upright with her arms outstretched, like a target.

She was gambling.

She was begging for mercy.

She was pleading with Uncle Karl and Dokar to spare them out of consideration for their past relationship.

If that doesn't work, then she'll die with Shang Yanting!

Unfortunately, it didn't stop after that.

The behemoth is moving even faster!

It emerged from between the clouds, its body hundreds of meters long, and then it swung its tail fiercely!

Snap!

This immense force flung Shang Yanting away. The black dragon was thrown in an unimaginable arc, plummeting directly into the vast East China Sea.

Cold-blooded, ruthless, and deadly with a single strike!

The enormous magical beast's body churned in the clouds. It was the first time the martial artists of Dingtian Academy had seen their guardian beast, with its pink fingernails appearing and disappearing in the clouds.

The red-clad attendant caught up.

And then, Dokar’s enormous body blocked his way.

"You are causing trouble."

The leading red-robed priest looked at him. "Are you a false believer too?"

"nonsense!"

Karl looked at them coldly, "I dedicate my body and soul to the God of War, and you are slandering my faith."

"But you just left that person."

Six red-robed attendants had already gone to the East Sea to pursue him, while the remaining two attendants were guarding him.

“No one can withstand the attack of the guardian beast. He is dead, not escaped.” Uncle Karl looked at the divine servant, but the eyes of the servant beneath his feet were even more bloodthirsty and cold.

...

The black dragon sank all the way to the depths of the sea.

Jia Xitong walked towards him, her tears mingling with the seawater. She clung to the black dragon's head and sank to the bottom of the water, unable to understand why suddenly everyone in the world wanted to kill Shang Yanting.

"Dear host, wake up!"

She tremblingly extended her hand to the black dragon's large nose, but despite its enormous nostrils, there was not a trace of breath.

She called out to the true system; she called out to Shang Yanting.

No one paid any attention to her at this time.

Jia Xitong felt like the sky was falling. In this extreme sorrow and confusion, the black dragon slowly opened its eyes, its body glowing, and finally transformed back into human form.

After great sorrow comes great joy.

In that instant, Jia Xitong felt reluctant to let Shang Yanting become a god; she just wanted him to be safe and sound.

"Dear host! I thought you were dead!"

After suppressing her fear for so long, she finally burst into tears, "The people from the Temple of Martial God want to kill you, and Uncle Karl wants to kill you too. Suddenly, the whole world has turned into a bad place."

I'm so scared, I'm so scared!

"It's alright, it's alright."

Shang Yanting turned around and hugged her tightly.

Senior Karl didn't come to kill him, he came to release him.

Dokar's attack only stunned him and sent him flying into the sea, giving him a sliver of hope. Thanks to them, he was able to emerge unharmed; otherwise, even if he had escaped, he would have been half-dead.

"But Xianlong Peak is gone."

Jia Xitong clutched his clothes, overwhelmed with grief. That home had taken so much effort from everyone to build.

“We will have a brand new Xianlong Peak in the future,” Shang Yanting said softly, trying to comfort her.

"And our senior brothers, we got separated from them."

Jia Xitong looked at him with a red nose, still thinking about the others, "Won't they be captured by the people from the temple?"

They used hostages to lure the enemy out.

If Shang Yanting doesn't show up, those people will kill one of his senior brothers every day to force him to appear; that's how it unfolds in TV dramas and novels.

"They're not that stupid."

After waking up, he did many things, one of which was what to do if Xianlong Peak was suddenly attacked by a very strong force and could only last for half an incense stick's time.

From the escape to the subsequent plans.

He had already anticipated this. Even if problems arise in their lives, it will be a form of training and self-cultivation for them. It's better to worry about yourself than them.

The temple came here this time with the intention of killing him.

Shang Yanting was acutely aware that his time was running out.

##

Inside the temple

The blind man is divining.

The eight red-robed attendants returned to report that, without a body, he could not be considered dead. Everyone awaited the blind attendant's announcement of Yan Qing's fate. However, the blind monk tried countless times with the "pan".

"Can't figure it out."

He couldn't predict Yan Qing's fate or his position.

"The other side must have some kind of magical artifact that conceals the secrets of heaven, so I cannot glean information about him through divination."

"Then send people to patrol and search the sea!"

The temple had only one requirement for Shang Yanting: to find his body if he was dead!

Unaware of the cataclysmic changes outside, Jia Xitong and his companions were recuperating underwater. While the people of the Martial God Temple were searching for them, another pair of people were also looking for them—

Huo Rui and Mei Ji got separated from the main group.

Merfolk have a natural affinity and closeness to the sea and water.

Using Meiji's abilities and the function of the sound transmission talisman, Meiji led Huo Rui through the dark seabed, quietly arriving in search of the dragon's aura.

Looking at the two people intact on the seabed, Meiji excitedly shouted, "Xitong, Your Majesty!"

It's good that everyone is alive.