Xuanwu also said in a deep voice, "We have failed our master's trust. Please punish us."
The two mythical beasts spoke with self-reproach, clearly feeling deeply guilty about their actions.
Zhao Yuwei was deeply moved upon seeing this.
She stepped forward, her voice gentle yet authoritative: "It was an unintentional mistake on your part, caused by being manipulated by demonic energy. Let's let this matter rest."
Seeing this, Xiao Feng quickly interjected, "By the way, Miss Wuyang, I have already obtained the divine fire of the Eight Trigrams Illusionary Spirit Array."
Upon hearing this, a hint of joy flashed in Wuyang's eyes.
She nodded slightly and said, "Alright, then let's return to the palace on the shore of the East Sea immediately."
As soon as the words were spoken, the scene before everyone's eyes blurred.
When their vision cleared again, they found themselves in a magnificent yet eerie palace.
At this moment, a thin layer of black mist had accumulated on the ground, flowing slowly like a venomous snake.
Xiao Feng couldn't help but gasp: "Holy crap, this place is even more hellish than the last time I came!"
Wu Yang's expression was solemn, and a trace of pain flashed in her eyes: "Father's condition is getting worse and worse."
She turned to Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei, her tone urgent: "My father wanders around the palace every day at the hour of Mao (5-7 AM). Only by injecting a wisp of divine fire into his body at that time can we help him regain his senses."
Xiao Feng nodded solemnly: "We understand."
As dawn approached, the entire palace fell into an eerie silence.
Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei couldn't help but hold their breath, feeling the surrounding air stagnate and even breathing became difficult.
Wu Yang took a deep breath and said softly, "I'm going to remove the palace formation."
As soon as he finished speaking, a chilling aura swept over them.
Xiao Feng felt his hair stand on end and instinctively clenched his fists.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared at the palace entrance like lightning.
The figure was enveloped in dense demonic energy, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.
Xiao Feng's eyes widened as he saw the dark figure surrounded by a dark purple mist. Every step it took cracked the ground, as if it were shattering space itself.
"They're here!" Zhao Yuwei called out softly, lightly tapping the dragon pillar in the hall with her toes.
She moved like a light feather, tracing a graceful arc in the air.
In an instant, the sword light flashed, leaving three hundred and sixty afterimages that enveloped the entire hall in a silver light curtain.
The sword absorbed the moonlight, which condensed into crystal-clear ice shards.
When the ice shards collided with the demonic energy, a series of deafening explosions erupted instantly.
The sounds of booming noises were incessant, and the entire palace trembled.
Zhao Yuwei turned around and suddenly hugged the coiled dragon pillar.
Her skirts fluttered like a blooming flower, yet contained astonishing power.
With a single effort, she uprooted the massive stone pillar!
The dragon patterns on the surface of the stone pillar were instantly ignited by divine fire, transforming into a crimson stone dragon.
Flames seemed to flicker in the stone dragon's eyes, and its scales shimmered with a metallic sheen.
It opened its gaping maw and pounced on the lord of the river.
With a long cry, the Vermilion Bird spread its burning wings and stood in front of Wuyang.
Its feathers are like dancing flames, radiating intense heat.
When the Lord of the River struck, the Nanming Fire on the wings collided with the demonic energy, bursting out with dazzling purple lightning.
Xuanwu transformed into a massive black iron shield, blocking everyone's path.
The shield's surface was covered with fine cracks, each one greedily absorbing the Lord's corrosive power.
Suddenly, the ancient runes on the tortoise shell lit up.
The absorbed demonic energy was actually backfired, causing Bin Zhu to stagger backward.
The two divine beasts roared in unison, and the powerful sound waves shattered three hundred glazed tiles on the roof of the palace.
The shattered glass fell like raindrops, refracting a dazzling light under the moonlight.
Seeing that the time was right, Xiao Feng quickly infused the divine fire into Zhao Yuwei's sword.
Zhao Yuwei understood and, using the rebound force of the Xuanwu Giant Shield, rushed towards Binzhu like an arrow released from a bow.
Using the tip of her sword as a fulcrum, she traced a graceful arc in the air, aiming straight for the master's brow.
When the sword pierced the scales formed by demonic energy, it made a crisp "crack" sound.
The divine fire spread rapidly along the veins, and the black energy within Bin's body instantly vanished like mist exposed to sunlight.
"We succeeded!" Xiao Feng couldn't help but cheer.
When Wuyang saw her father's demonic aura disappear after being bathed in divine fire, tears welled up in her eyes.
The tears shimmered like shattered diamonds in the moonlight, reflecting countless emotions.
She could no longer contain her excitement. She staggered forward, hugged her father tightly, her body trembling slightly, and her voice trembled with tears: "Father, you're finally back."
Wu Yang wrapped her arms tightly around her father's waist, as if she wanted to pour all the longing and worry she had felt over the past few days into them.
She tightened her fingertips slightly, as if to confirm that everything before her was real.
The master was somewhat bewildered by his daughter's sudden action, his brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes.
He opened his mouth, wanting to ask what had happened, but couldn't bear to interrupt his daughter's emotions.
Just then, Wuyang raised her head, her eyes filled with complex emotions.
Joy, worry, and guilt were intertwined.
She took a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly: "Father, after you fell into demonic possession, the entire coast of the East Sea was plunged into crisis. Fishermen were unable to go out to sea to fish, sea monsters ravaged the coastal villages, and even spiritual plants began to wither. The survival of this place rests entirely on your shoulders."
Upon hearing this, Bin Zhu shuddered, a look of frustration flashed across his face, his brows furrowed tightly, and he sighed heavily: "It's all my fault, I fell for that devil's trick."
His gaze deepened, and a wave of self-reproach washed over him, almost overwhelming him.
"I was supposed to protect this land, but instead I became its scourge."
Only then did Bin Zhu notice Xiao Feng and Zhao Yuwei standing to the side.
His gaze swept over the two of them, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
He raised an eyebrow slightly and asked, "And who are these two?"
Wu Yang quickly explained, "Father, they are my friends. They were a great help in rescuing you."
Her tone was urgent, as if she was afraid her father would misunderstand.
Her fingers were unconsciously twisted together, revealing her inner tension.
Xiao Feng's expression was solemn. He took a step forward, took a deep breath, and said, "Lord Bin, to be honest, the one who caused you to suffer a qi deviation was none other than my godfather, Wu Hai."
Upon hearing this, Bin Zhu's eyes widened instantly, his aura suddenly becoming violent as he roared, "You brat, you actually..."
His fists clenched unconsciously, and his aura was like a volcano about to erupt.
Wu Yang quickly stepped in front of Xiao Feng and said urgently, "Father, Xiao Feng came to save you. Please let him finish speaking, out of consideration for his life-saving grace."
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