Luo Jiujiang was about to be ripped open by the dragon. At this critical moment, the beautiful jade that Luo Cang had casually hung around Luo Jiujiang's neck before his retreat suddenly made a clanging sound.

Faster than the sharp claw that had touched Luo Jiujiang's chest, a layer of light green light film was formed close to Luo Jiujiang's skin, and grew into a perfect circle in just a breath of Luo Jiujiang's breath.

This film of light appeared silent, its form resembling the bubble Du Chuan had used to escape from the seabed that day, yet its power was vastly superior. Before Luo Jiujiang could react, the film had thrust the dragon-like Han Qianling over three feet back.

The long dragon covered with blue scales let out a wail, and the part of its body that touched the light film turned dark and dim in the blink of an eye, as if it had been scorched by some kind of scorching lightning and fire.

Luo Jiujiang sucked in a breath of cold air. His expression, which had remained unchanged even when the sharp dragon claws touched his chest, suddenly trembled, and he blurted out a call: "Qianling!"

Changlong glanced down at him condescendingly, his dark blue and cold eyes showing no emotion or familiarity, only hunger and murderous intent.

The next moment, Changlong turned his head and abandoned Luo Jiujiang, and stared at Du Chuan who was running away.

From the time the mutation occurred until now, only a few seconds had passed, but Du Chuan was able to create a distance of thirty or forty feet between himself and Changlong. It seemed that he was trying to escape.

The dragon didn't rush to pursue, merely idly waving its tail. It opened its maw and breathed in a sharp breath, and Du Chuan was dragged back from a distance, kicking his legs erratically. His face was filled with pain and struggle, and he must have been fighting the dragon's might. His resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree, falling into the sea, without a sound.

During this time, Luo Jiujiang constantly tried to cross or break the film of light covering his body. This dark green film of light had a very strong protective effect, but it also restricted Luo Jiujiang's ability to move forward, making him unable to move forward, like a turtle shell clinging to a green mountain and refusing to let go.

Just as Du Chuan was pulled to the dragon's mouth, about to be chopped off by it, Luo Jiujiang no longer cared about the light film. He gripped the hilt of his knife tightly, his tongue blazing with thunder, almost using all the power he had accumulated in the first half of his life. He poured out the killing force of sound and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Qianling! Don't eat him!"

A villain like Du Chuan deserved to be killed anyway. Luo Jiujiang only felt that he had stained Han Qianling's hands. However, if Han Qianling woke up and discovered that he had eaten a human, Luo Jiujiang was afraid that he would be sad.

"Qianling! Qianling!"

"Luo Jiujiang is here! Why doesn't Qianling come back to his senses!"

The long dragon's movements were originally as smooth as flowing water, and its teeth were about to touch Du Chuan's arm, but Luo Jiujiang shouted at it, and it stopped abruptly. It turned its head back in a trance, and a ripple finally appeared in its lifeless eyes.

At that moment, a sudden, thunderous roar erupted from the air above the secret realm! Several bolts of lightning flashed through the air, illuminating the entire mountaintop in a cold, white haze. Muffled thunder followed closely behind, and for a moment, the rumbling sound was incessant. Luo Jiujiang looked up and saw that the once spring-like and beautiful secret realm had suddenly become gloomy, and layers of dark clouds had gathered in the sky.

The dragon closed its bloody mouth and swirled upwards, the flickering emotion in its eyes vanishing in an instant. It no longer intended to swallow Du Chuan alive, but instead slammed its claws into the air, slamming him into the ground.

Du Chuansheng died on the spot before he could even make a sound. Han Qianling, who had transformed into a dragon, didn't even bother to look at Luo Jiujiang. In the blink of an eye, he stood up and ran towards the sky where five thunders gathered.

The next moment, the entire secret realm shook. Even Luo Jiujiang, securely protected within the dark green light barrier, fell to the ground in the violent shaking. The sky suddenly shattered, a gaping hole opened, like a man's mouth torn to the ear. A terrifying, silent, fierce wind rushed in. Almost instantly, Luo Jiujiang realized what had happened: Qianling had shattered this space!

The secret realm was ultimately just a small world, just like the Seven Islands, which were all contained within a single space. I wonder how powerful Han Qianling's direct impact was, capable of tearing the world apart!

Luo Jiujiang watched helplessly as the giant blue dragon flew away from the crack. As soon as Han Qianling's tail tip disappeared from the crack, a massive gravitational pull emanated from the rift in the sky, sending hills, grasslands, and black soil swirling toward the unknown black light.

Luo Jiujiang stood beneath the shattered sky, naturally bearing the brunt of the impact. The jade pendant Luo Cang had gifted him held out for only a moment before a crackling sound shattered countless cracks from its core. Unable to resist any longer, Luo Jiujiang was pulled into the endless darkness along with countless dust and trees.

The high-speed rotation nearly made Luo Jiujiang vomit, and clods of earth hit him one after another, causing his skin to hurt. In a trance, something flashed before his eyes. It was a wooden bead that he had polished himself, a bead that had fallen from a string.

He struggled to open his eyes, but all he saw out of the corner of his eye was a few remnants of the secret realm.

The entire secret realm, along with the ten talented people inside, were all swept up in this chaotic void without a single one left.

In a flash, Luo Jiujiang recalled a casual conversation he had with his master in the past -

"Above the Seven Islands is the Clouded Leopard Realm, above the Clouded Leopards is the Great World, and above the Great World is the Four Symbols Realm as its supreme leader. Master, is there a world beyond this world?"

"No. The worlds can travel to each other because their boundaries are connected. Beyond these boundaries, countless spatial turbulences exist. Anyone below the Nascent Soul stage who gets caught in them will die. Life and death are at the mercy of fate until you reach the Spiritual Sorrow stage. If someone is unlucky enough to fall out of this world, they must immediately find a world with an unbroken boundary and relocate to it."

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