When she came to her senses, a deep-seated fear gripped her, and she slowly raised her hand, pointing at Jiang Haitian: "Who exactly are you?"

Jiang Haitian smiled slightly.

At this moment, a dazzling light shone behind him, and a golden dragon light illuminated the starry sky of the Eternal Night River.

An unparalleled beauty, holding the White Serpent Emperor Sword, slowly emerged from behind Jiang Haitian.

"Empress Song Yanran of the Dragon Han Dynasty!"

With a soft shout, the emperor gently opened his slightly closed phoenix eyes.

In an instant, the wind and clouds swept through, and the Ancestral Dragon Emperor's might softly murmured, actually causing the Eastern Hero's aura to become disordered.

She turned her head to look at Jiang Haitian again, her eyes filled with endless tenderness and longing.

Thank you.

"No thanks allowed."

"Ha, then I'll leave this to you."

"Yes, you promised me, you can't go back on your word. I'll wait for you to fulfill your promise later."

"I'll go first."

After giving his instructions to Song Yanran, Jiang Haitian quickly transformed into a beam of light and sped off towards the Ice and Fire Cave.

The unspoken understanding between the two reminded Song Yanran of the time she had spent with him.

Dongfang Xiong wanted to give chase, but as soon as he moved, Song Yanran slashed open the battle line with her sword.

"Empress Longhan, are you also planning to get involved in this mess?"

"Dongfang Xiong, you think you are invincible because you rely on your immortal evil body. Today, I will personally break your evil body."

The Emperor's Sword gleamed coldly across the land, and the boundless pressure made Dongfang Xiong feel a familiar aura of death.

In an instant, an Emperor-grade demonic sword came into his hand.

"Empress Longhan, hundreds of years ago you turned me into this hideous and grotesque creature. Today, I, Dongfang Xiong, swear to avenge the sword you stabbed me with back then."

Faced with the threat, Song Yanran remained calm and composed, her demeanor exuding an air of superiority: "You were lucky enough to escape four hundred years ago, but tonight in this Eternal Night River, you will not have that kind of good fortune again!"

Dongfang Xiong, his expression crazed, cried out, "Song Yanran! You have ruined my pride as a woman! Tonight, I will make you taste the extreme pain I have suffered for hundreds of years!"

"Words are useless. Use all your power, and then..."

Song Yanran, sword strapped to her jade back, stood with her back to Dongfang Xiong, her empress-like beauty dazzling and captivating.

She tilted her head slightly, letting the mountain breeze blow through her beautiful, jet-black hair, and slowly uttered two words.

"Finding resentment!"

...

Outside the Ice and Fire Cave, Yue Beiqing stood and observed the weather.

"With my master's help, I will surely be able to unify the Demon Realm in one fell swoop with this Demon Sun. After tonight, the entire Demon Realm will sing praises of my great achievements! Hahahaha!"

However, the next moment, heavy footsteps came from behind.

Yue Beiqing suddenly turned around to look.

"You, how could this be..."

The sight of Jiang Haitian's familiar face brought a flicker of disbelief to Yue Beiqing's eyes.

"Surprised? You thought you had everything under control, but little did you know that it was all part of my plan."

"My master, how is she?"

"People are about to die."

Upon hearing this, Yue Beiqing's aura instantly went berserk!

"Jiang Haitian, you deserve to die!"

The demonic blade materialized, and Yue Beiqing slashed down with it.

The forty-meter-long blade of energy, imbued with Daoist charm and demonic power, passed right through.

With a deafening explosion, the mountain collapsed and the earth split open...

An extraordinary figure appeared before Yue Beiqing, wielding the Broken Army.

“Who the hell are you?”

"The Tribunal! Shen Zhao!"