The moment the gray-white dragon's barrier collided with the white-robed man's barrier, a powerful current of air instantly split into two semi-transparent energy fields on the two.

The two sides seemed evenly matched, and the standoff even reached a stalemate at one point.

The spell had exhausted Liu Ying's spiritual energy, leaving her unsteady on her feet and swaying as she was about to fall to the ground.

Yin Ming reacted quickly, stepping forward to catch her as she fell. He crouched down beside her, watching anxiously to see how this standoff would end.

Lingyao stood before the Qiankun Cauldron, also paying close attention to the battle.

Yin Ming only heard a faint cracking sound when the Primordial True Qi on the gray-white dragon was about to be completely exhausted.

"Bang--"

The moment the dragon disappeared, the barrier around the man in white shattered.

The white-robed man vomited blood as a result of the sudden interruption of the healing spell.

He raised his head in disbelief, as if talking to Yin Ming and the other two, or perhaps to himself:

"How could this be? Wasn't it said that no one could break this barrier? What on earth is going on?!"

A few breaths later, the white-robed man's expression suddenly turned extremely impatient. He waved his sleeve and staggered to his feet.

"I don't deny that you are quite capable, managing to break my barrier and force me into this predicament. But, this is where it ends."

The man in white was truly enraged by the repeated provocations of a group of ants.

"Even if it costs me ten thousand years of slumber and exhausts all my cultivation, I will still drive this tide of purification!"

Anyway, if he could start over, he would have tens of thousands of years to recuperate.

"That attack just now must have been all the power you could muster, right? In fact, your bodies would need at least a few days to fully recover before you could unleash that attack. How can you possibly stop me now?!"

The man in white pointed in the direction of Liu Ying and Yin Ming, and said in a fierce tone:

"As for you, I will allow you to live a little longer. When my consciousness returns, that will be the moment you completely disappear from the God and Demon Continent!"

After saying that, the man in white immediately sat cross-legged, and a gray-white light slowly emerged beneath him, lifting him into the air.

The man in white muttered incantations as his hands rapidly changed hand seals, and behind him appeared thousands of golden rays, as sacred and unbearable as the blazing sun high in the sky.

As the golden light grew brighter, a muffled sound of rolling waves suddenly arose from all directions, as if a tide was rapidly approaching.

Yin Ming raised his hand to try to attack the man in white, but he had just transferred his true energy into the Qiankun Cauldron and had not recovered much spiritual energy at all.

However, the attack, which had little power, vanished instantly as if it had struck an invisible energy wall a few feet in front of the man in white...

Yin Ming then understood that the white-robed man's use of the Tide of Purification was accompanied by a barrier that prevented ordinary attacks from interrupting him.

Unless, the spell from before can be used again.

However—just as the man in white said, they would need to rest for at least a few days to recover their strength before they could use that spell again.

But in a little while, this tide of destruction will probably engulf the entire world. There won't be many days left for them to slowly recover...

Yin Ming felt a surge of annoyance. He was truly exasperated. What kind of crappy skill had such a long cooldown!

Frowning and listening intently to the approaching sound of the waves, Yin Ming truly hadn't expected that even in his current state, the man in white would still possess the ability to drive the tides of the Qing Dynasty.

At this moment, Liu Ying also stood up with a solemn expression. She dragged her body, which had just recovered a little spiritual energy, and flew into the air to observe the surrounding situation.

Upon seeing this, her expression grew even more somber.

The Wangdu Sea, which had been calm for tens of thousands of years, was now experiencing a high tide.

Not only was the tide rising, but the towering waves, shimmering with golden light, roared and swept away everything they touched, seemingly intent on devouring everything in the world.

Wherever they passed, everything vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed...

Liu Ying frowned slightly. Is this the tide of the Qing Dynasty?

To cleanse the world of all things and return to the beginning of time, to the primordial chaos?

We can no longer sit idly by and wait for our demise.

Liu Ying pursed her lips, raised her hand and lightly touched her forehead, contacting Elder Mo again in her divine sea of ​​consciousness.

"Elder Mo, how is the recovery going on your end? Is it possible to come again?"

...

The true energy required to drive the tide of the world was enormous, and the white-robed man's cultivation was almost completely depleted, yet he still stubbornly continued the casting of the spell.

As the hand seals in his hands became increasingly complex, the man in white vomited another mouthful of blood.

But seeing the three of them looking so heavy-hearted and helpless, the man in white couldn't help but laugh wildly with a sense of ecstasy, his bloodied face looking even more ferocious and terrifying.

"You ants dare to defy the will of Heaven? It's utterly laughable!"