"You are still alive?"

Isis squinted at Lin Qiye in front of the National Guardian Monument, as if she had sensed something, "You have the breath of life and youth..."

Lin Qiye's sword-holding palm was gradually covered with flesh and blood, and his tender skin was tinged with pink. He endured the severe pain in his soul, slightly opened his lips, and an ancient and rhythmic Western ballad came out of his throat:

"...Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of repose,

A scene of desolation, ghosts singing,

Black rosemary blooms and vines wind,

The soul looks out, believing in the bloody moonlight..."

As Lin Qiye's voice sounded, the sky darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ground beneath their feet suddenly shook violently. Pitch-black vines burst out from the snow like tentacles and quickly grabbed Isis, who was wearing a green coat.

A faint red light fell from the sky, and a gray-black gloomy wind, as if coming from the underworld, swirled around her. Strange, pale faces opened their huge mouths and bit her body ferociously.

There was no emotion in Isis's slightly narrowed eyes. She raised her fingertips lightly, and young seedlings broke through the soil under her feet. They instantly covered the surface of the black vines, greedily absorbing the nutrients and spiritual power therein.

In just a few seconds, the vines dried up and cracked. Isis waved her hand casually, and the remaining souls of the Yinfeng were shattered into pieces by a touch of vital spring breeze.

"...Smelling the fragrance of blood, I found the temple of repose,

A statue lying in the distance, with its broken arm hidden to one side,

That is the goddess's fantasy, use the middle finger to indicate the direction

The little red flowers bloomed beside her, that was heaven..."

Before Isis could make any further move, Lin Qiye's voice sounded again.

boom--!

Isis' eyes narrowed slightly, and her figure instantly flashed away from the spot. With a dull loud noise, a huge blood-red stone statue of the goddess emerged from nothingness and smashed heavily on the place where she had been standing.

Snowflakes were flying everywhere, and the stone statue was looking down at Isis lying on the snow. Its strong right arm was raised, and its five fingers seemed to be holding the entire sky, pressing down on Isis's head!

“It never ends.”

A hint of anger emerged in Isis's eyes. Under her green coat, a green jade hand stretched out and collided with the palm of the bloody goddess statue!

The moment the two palms collided, cracks with green glow instantly spread across the surface of the statue. Isis clenched his five fingers deeply and crushed the statue's right arm directly. The terrifying life breath directly crushed the entire statue to pieces.

Lin Qiye groaned, a trickle of blood flowed out of his nose, and he bent over in pain.

He took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and was about to say something when a hand grabbed his throat and smashed him into the snow!

With his back as the center, a huge deep pit with a radius of one hundred meters suddenly exploded!

The rolling smoke and dust mixed with the flying snow fell down. Isis, dressed in a green jacket, grabbed Lin Qiye's throat with one hand and fixed him in the center of the deep pit. Blood flowed out from Lin Qiye's seven orifices, gradually staining the surrounding ground.

"I see. You want to use the youthful power in your body to hold me back at all costs, even at the cost of your life, until reinforcements arrive."

Isis looked coldly at Lin Qiye's bloodstained face, "Unfortunately, you are too weak... No matter how strong the cockroach's vitality is, it is impossible to hold back the god's steps."

As Isis finished her words, vegetable seedlings sprouted from the ground beneath her feet, along Lin Qiye's right arm, and continued to climb up his body, like a rapidly spreading green wave.

As the seedlings grew, Lin Qiye's body seemed to have turned into soil, fixed firmly on the ground, unable to move at all. He stared at Isis' eyes, but his vision was gradually blocked by the seedlings.

Isis slowly withdrew his hand, stood up from the deep pit, took one last glance at the lush green land, turned around, stepped out of the deep pit, and walked towards the national monument.

As she raised her hands, seedlings spread rapidly upwards along the base of the National Guardian Monument. They grew out from the seamless body of the monument and greedily absorbed the energy from the monument. They grew more and more and more, and denser and denser they became.

A hint of green slowly eroded the surface of the black stone tablet.

"What a terrifying divine power!" Isis frowned slightly, "This thing is simply not something that ordinary gods can break... No, even the Supreme God cannot destroy it so easily.

But fortunately, my life force can eat away at its strength bit by bit, and once its divine power is partially absorbed by the plant, it will become much weaker..."

Just as Isis was muttering to himself, the figure buried in the seedlings in the deep pit slowly clenched his fists.

Lin Qiye could clearly feel that his strength and vitality were being drained away bit by bit by these seedlings. If he had not been the carrier of Eden's soul and possessed a large amount of youthful power in his body, he would have been drained into a mummy by now.

But even so, as the seedlings grew rapidly, Lin Qiye felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. They were like nails, nailing him firmly to the ground.

As a large amount of mental energy was lost, his consciousness quickly became blurred.

At this moment, Isis' words were transmitted into his mind through mental perception. He suddenly opened his eyes and regained consciousness briefly.

No... He absolutely couldn't just wait to die here.

If Isis really drains the power from the monument, it will be too late.

A hint of cruelty flashed across Lin Qiye's eyes. He opened his lips with difficulty and spoke hoarsely to himself in a voice that only he could hear:

"Wildfires cannot be extinguished... Spring breezes... bring new life..."

cluster--!!

The raging fire exploded, engulfing the seedlings that were imprisoned in it, along with Lin Qiye's body.

As Lin Qiye's realm was raised to the peak of "Klein", the effect of [Poet of the Sky] was multiplied several times. The power of this flame was no longer comparable to that of ordinary fire.

Under the burning flames, the green seedlings gradually withered and died, and Lin Qiye's body was on the verge of death.

All of these seedlings were rooted in Lin Qiye's flesh and blood, which meant that in order to burn them to death completely, Lin Qiye had to let the flames burn his own body as well... As the flames grew stronger and stronger, Lin Qiye's body was quickly carbonized.

When all the seedlings were burned to ashes, the deep pit fell into silence again. After an unknown amount of time, a charred and bloody figure slowly crawled out from the bottom of the pit.

At this moment, Lin Qiye was unrecognizable. Not only were all his clothes burned to ashes, but there was no intact skin on his body. If his body had not been baptized by the power of faith and he had not eaten the peaches, he would have died countless times by now.

The charred figure stood up weakly, and at this moment, something slid down from his chest and fell into the white snow.

He looked down and was slightly stunned.

It was a shining emblem.