boom

The massive rain of pear blossoms, numbering in the millions, collided violently with the pitch-black waterfall containing deadly toxins.

This time, there was no earth-shattering power, not even a sound. Only a piercing buzzing sound tore through the space, and the attack condensed by the six-eyed lion monkey quickly collapsed, seemingly quite vulnerable.

"You won?" Jiang Jinyu's eyes widened, a hint of surprise appearing on her stunningly beautiful face.

Lu Shan's eyes already showed excitement.

Just as everyone thought so, the black galaxy, which should have collapsed like a raging torrent, suddenly reassembled, appearing as wispy strands like vines, winding up the earthen-yellow arm.

Blackie hadn't expected this situation to occur, and by the time he realized what was happening and tried to tear off the dark vines, it was too late.

The dark vines, tinged with a hint of emerald green, had already spread all over his body, like a yellowish-brown rock armor gleaming with a dazzling light, desperately protecting him. Otherwise, the pungent smell alone would have been enough to kill him.

However, the current situation is not optimistic. Bound by layers of vines, Blackie has lost the ability to move. He tried to raise his hand to struggle free from the restraints, but the dark green light shone brightly, and he was still unable to move.

It's like being a puppet that can be manipulated at will.

As the two extreme lights clashed, the earthy yellow light emanating from Blackie gradually weakened.

Clearly, Blackie was at a disadvantage.

"Uncle Blackie".

Lu Shan roared, his pupils contracting, and just as he was about to burst forth, Feng Qitong suddenly stood beside him, hugging him tightly, and said in a somewhat urgent tone, "Those vines are poisonous, don't go over there..."

At that moment, Lu Shan couldn't hear anything; his dark pupils reflected Hei Bo's image.

"Let me go... Didn't you see that Uncle Hei is trapped?"

Zhou Mu sighed, flashed over, and took advantage of Lu Shan's inattention to slash hard at his neck. The latter only felt a blackout before he fell into a deep sleep and lost consciousness.

Lu Shan finally calmed down, and the others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. However, when their gazes returned to Uncle Hei, their worries resurfaced.

"What should we do?!"

Even with Zhou Mu's temperament, he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly at this moment.

When it comes to battles involving emperors, even warriors like saints and saint kings, who are considered top experts in the Desolate Heaven Domain, are of no use whatsoever, let alone a mere Xuanling Realm warrior like him.

In front of an elephant, even a multitude of ants are nothing more than a single kick.

Before that powerful being who could almost rival the sun and moon, he felt a deep despair, and for the first time, he felt so insignificant.

If only the system's cooldown time were over...

Boom

Before anyone could think further, a piercing buzzing sound rang out, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to it.

The earthen-yellow stone armor finally gave way and shattered, exposing Blackie's aged, tree-bark-like skin, which was immediately penetrated by the venom.

In a short moment, the black-faced man's complexion turned a dark green, his lips turned purplish-black, his dark pupils became increasingly unfocused, and his aura became extremely weak.

Clearly, at this moment, Blackie was barely clinging to life.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Fang Yun and his two companions were engaged in a fierce battle with the 100,000-strong demon army. However, Fang Yun and his companions had not yet reached the Great Emperor realm, and compared to the 100,000-strong demon army that was capable of killing Great Emperor-level martial artists, they were far inferior.

Soon, several attacks landed. Fang Yun and Han Fei were unable to dodge in time and were heavily struck by the demonic energy, both of them falling to their deaths.

On the field, only Nezha remains, struggling to hold on.

However, it is also at a disadvantage.

No matter how strong Nezha is, he can only unleash the power of a quasi-emperor at most, while his usual strength fluctuates around that of a saint king. Even if he has barely reached the threshold of a quasi-emperor, he is definitely no match for the 100,000 demons.

This game seems to have already decided the winner.

boom

Nezha's clothes were torn, revealing his fair skin. The two small red dots on his skin looked rather comical. However, his chest had visible purplish-black wounds, some of which were still bleeding.

Unable to withstand it any longer, a demonic aura, sharp as a blade, struck Nezha heavily. As the crimson blood was swallowed by the dark demonic aura, Nezha was completely defeated.

A sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and Nezha lost consciousness instantly, collapsing to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhou Mu reacted quickly and protected Nezha before he landed, thus preventing a second, more serious injury.

Looking at the countless grotesque, purplish-black scars covering that adorable face, Zhou Mu's eyes instantly welled up with tears. He choked out, "Good child..."

"Waaah..." Seeing Nezha in that state, Jiang Jinyu burst into tears. Even though she covered her face tightly with her hands, she kept making wailing sounds, and tears streamed uncontrollably from her clear eyes.

She was heartbroken.

At this moment, Feng Qitong no longer had the mood to compete with him for affection. He knew very well that if it weren't for him, Nezha wouldn't have been beaten like this.

In an instant, my heart was filled with deep guilt.

Without warning, he took a step forward, but the path ahead seemed blocked by mountains and rivers.

Zhou Mu looked around and a sense of sorrow welled up in his heart.

Hei Bo, trapped by poisonous vines and barely clinging to life, Fang Yun and Han Fei, both unconscious, Zhang Tianjian, with only half a life left, and Nezha, exhausted and unconscious, seem to have reached a dead end.

He let out a soft breath, the forced smile on his lips looking utterly bitter.

It really has come to the final step.

Perhaps his journey to another world has truly come to an end.

But……

He couldn't bear to part with that little girl!

He couldn't imagine how sad the little girl, who often cried and had a red nose, would be when she heard the news of his death.

He looked up blankly; the sky was as black as ink, and he couldn't see a single ray of light.

With an incredibly heavy heart, he looked at Feng Qitong beside him, whose expression had already turned resolute. He knew without a doubt that Feng Qitong was prepared to fight to the death.

He tried to grin, but no matter what he did, he couldn't bring himself to smile. In the end, he simply gave up.

"You two must take good care of yourselves. Don't look at those outdated ideas with worldly eyes. It's not easy to win a girl's heart, so don't let her down."

Feng Qitong was taken aback, seemingly not expecting Zhou Mu to suddenly say such a thing. It felt strange, like he was... leaving his last words.

Before he could speak, Zhou Mu had already shifted his gaze to Zhang Tianjian, who was meditating, surrounded by a milky white halo.

The light was faint, but it stood out starkly in the darkness.