The black dog's three pairs of eyes shone with gold, silver, and red light respectively, making it extremely eerie.
It stared coldly at Xuanwu and Zhuque, and said, "How dare you, an ant, hurt me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dog on the left spat out a blast of frost, instantly freezing the Vermilion Bird's wings.
The dog on the right spat out a ball of karmic fire, which began to burn Xuanwu's armor.
The dog's head in the middle opened a giant maw that seemed capable of devouring everything, about to swallow the two of them whole.
"Help!" Xuanwu and Zhuque screamed at the same time, their faces contorted with pain.
At this critical moment, Xiao Feng rushed forward and held his sword in front of the black dog's claws.
Spare their lives!
The black dog's demonic energy was too powerful, and Xiao Feng's sword was instantly corroded and cracked, making a "crackling" sound.
The black dog's middle head slowly turned towards Xiao Feng, a complex look flashing in its eyes: "If it weren't for your protection, I would be dead. I'll listen to you and spare their lives."
Even so, the other two heads roared unwillingly, clearly wanting to continue their revenge.
However, in the end, the black dog slowly released its claws.
Xiao Feng breathed a long sigh of relief.
Zhao Yuwei reacted quickly, grabbing the remaining Netherworld Grass and deftly stuffing it into the mouths of Xuanwu and Zhuque.
"Swallow it!" Zhao Yuwei shouted sternly, her tone carrying an unquestionable authority.
The two were startled by this sudden action and instinctively swallowed.
In an instant, a cool sensation spread through their bodies.
Zhuque's fiery long hair turned grayish-white at a visible speed, as if a blooming flame had been mercilessly extinguished.
At the same time, the demonic markings on Xuanwu's forehead began to gradually dissipate, like a blot of ink being washed away with water.
The two looked around blankly, their eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Xuanwu scratched his head, looking completely bewildered, and asked, "Why...why are we here?"
Zhuque frowned, trying hard to recall something, but to no avail.
Her expression was like that of a child who had lost their memory, both helpless and pitiful.
"You've been afflicted by demonic energy," Xiao Feng explained, his tone tinged with helplessness.
"But what are you doing here?"
Xuanwu looked down at the axe formed from its own power and murmured to itself, "I came here to retrieve the divine fire from the formation..."
Just then, Zhuque suddenly reached out and grabbed Zhao Yuwei's wrist.
Her fingers trembled slightly, but with considerable force, clearly indicating that she was very excited.
"I remember..." Zhuque bit her lip, trying hard to recall, "We were bewitched by the voice in the mist, saying that eating the inner core of a divine beast could make us immortal..."
"We'll..."
Xuanwu covered his face in deep shame.
As an ancient mythical beast, it was lured into the formation.
It's really embarrassing to talk about.
Suddenly, all three pairs of eyes of the black dog looked into the distance at the same time.
As soon as he finished speaking, cracks appeared in the ground, and nine bronze chains emerged from the earth.
The direction comes from the Bagua Illusionary Spirit Array.
Each chain was wrapped around a hundred-meter-long phantom of an ice dragon, shimmering with a cold light in the sunlight.
The dragon's roar shattered the clouds, and the entire sky trembled.
At this critical moment, the black dog suddenly leaned down and said seriously, "Quickly, get on!"
Without saying a word, Xiao Feng picked up Zhao Yuwei and lightly jumped onto the black dog's back.
Xuanwu and Zhuque quickly grabbed the black dog's tail, afraid of being left behind.
The black dog spread its wings, which were formed from demonic energy, and suddenly soared into the sky.
The instant they left the ground, a huge abyss split open at the center of the formation.
Dark red dragon scales loomed in and out of the abyss, exuding a chilling aura.
The patterns on the scales were intricate and exquisite, yet they were filled with a ferocious and terrifying aura, as if an ancient demon was awakening.
As Xiao Feng and the others rode on the back of the black dog, watching the ground beneath their feet recede further and further away, a sense of unease rose in their hearts.
The group rode on the back of the black dog and sped away, soon arriving at the Bagua Illusionary Spirit Array.
The sight before them made them gasp in shock.
The ground had collapsed into a giant pit with a diameter of hundreds of feet, like a gaping maw ready to devour everything at any moment.
A thick black fog shrouded the entire area, giving it an eerie and sinister feel.
In the mist, the bronze pillars could be vaguely seen leaning to one side or the other, like a group of drunkards standing crookedly.
The eerie blue flames of the skull lanterns flickered in the thick fog, like ghostly eyes watching the intruders.
Xiao Feng squinted, barely able to make out the scene in the center of the altar through the mist.
His heart clenched suddenly.
Sima Yan was still suspended in the air by eight blood-red chains, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
The chains seemed to be alive, slowly writhing and constantly draining Sima Yan's life force.
"Sima Yan!" Xiao Feng couldn't help but call out.
Sima Yan raised his head and looked weakly at Xiao Feng.
At this moment, his soul had returned to his body, but his face was as pale as paper.
His robes were corroded by demonic energy, leaving them riddled with holes and revealing his scarred body underneath.
Black demonic energy swirled around him like smoke, constantly eroding his body and soul.
Just then, Xuanwu suddenly pointed at the abyss and exclaimed, "That's... Yinglong's Reverse Scale!"
His voice was filled with barely concealed fear, his eyes were wide open, and his body was trembling slightly.
Following his finger, everyone looked and saw dark red scales undulating in the abyss like a giant mountain range, as if a sleeping dragon was slowly awakening.
Suddenly, a deafening dragon roar resounded through the sky.
The sound waves struck as if they were real, and Xiao Feng and the others felt a sharp pain in their eardrums, and blood flowed down their ears.
The entire ground was trembling, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
The three black hyenas' fur stood on end, like steel needles.
Of its three heads, the middle one suddenly looked up and roared to the sky, emitting a roar that resonated with the dragon's roar.
The sound waves intertwined in the air, forming a strange force field that made people dizzy.
Xiao Feng gripped the black dog's mane tightly, enduring the excruciating pain of his eardrums tearing, and shouted, "We must rescue my friend quickly!"
Zhao Yuwei gritted her teeth and nodded, saying, "That's right, if we delay any longer, it might be too late!"
A cloud of black mist suddenly condensed and took shape, transforming into a hunched old man.
The old man's appearance was chilling.
On his wrinkled face, a pair of deep-set eyes gleamed with an eerie green light.
His withered lips twitched slightly, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth.
"Young man, have you come for the divine fire?" the old man asked in a hoarse voice, as harsh as sandpaper.
Xiao Feng suppressed his discomfort, but his gaze was drawn to the old man's other hand.
The hand was pressed on Sima Yan's head, continuously drawing in demonic energy.
Seeing Sima Yan's pained expression, Xiao Feng was filled with rage and wished he could take action immediately.
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