At this critical moment, the weather suddenly changed, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
As Tao looked up, a wave of unease washed over him.
Dark clouds, as black as ink, rolled down from above, as if to swallow the entire world.
With a deafening roar, lightning bolts, like raging fire serpents, streaked wildly across the sky, their blinding light piercing the darkness and sending chills down one's spine.
After the White Snake Woman shed her skin, her body radiated a pure white light, and her white scales shimmered. She lay there quietly, as if awaiting a turning point in her destiny.
However, this sudden change in celestial phenomena made its fate uncertain.
Chen Zhiqing's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion.
He knew all too well that success would not be easy.
Under these rules, whether demigod monsters can rise to power is highly uncertain.
Moreover, in order to protect the pear blossoms, that mysterious old man will certainly not sit idly by.
He could almost see a fierce battle about to unfold, with the power of the rules poised to strike amidst the ever-changing winds.
The wind howled, rustling the surrounding grass and trees.
Lightning continued to strike, illuminating this land full of unknowns.
Tao Lao stared intently at the White Snake Woman, pondering a countermeasure.
Chen Zhiqing stood quietly to the side, waiting for the situation to develop further.
And when will that mysterious old thing make its move?
Ma Lihua was fast asleep when suddenly, a strange fluctuation jolted her awake.
She opened her eyes instantly, her gaze filled with confusion and alertness.
She could clearly feel the fluctuations in the rules; that mysterious power seemed to tremble in the air.
Ma Lihua hurriedly climbed out of the tent and looked around frantically.
This cemetery felt like a giant cage, trapping her inside.
With no spiritual energy to absorb, she knew she couldn't easily leave this place.
Moreover, this place seems to be a completely sealed-off space, filled with a suffocating atmosphere.
At the same time, Tao Lao stared in horror at the huge clouds in the sky.
The clouds rolled and surged like turbulent waves, exuding a chilling pressure.
Purple lightning streaked through the clouds, like a ferocious dragon, drawing ever closer.
Finally, a thick bolt of purple lightning struck down like a sharp sword, landing directly on the white snake woman.
The White Snake Woman screamed in agony, her voice filled with despair and fear.
Her body trembled violently under the impact of the lightning, and her white scales instantly lost their luster.
Her eyes were filled with fear, as if she saw the end of the world approaching. The lightning illuminated the entire altar and reflected the pale faces of everyone.
Ma Lihua stared blankly at the scene, her heart filled with shock.
"Father."
Ma Lihua murmured softly, her voice filled with surprise and shock.
She could clearly feel that this powerful force came from her father, the close person who had been with her for millions of years.
In this unknown space and time, her father's appearance stirred up a sense of panic within her.
Chen Zhiqing's eyes were filled with ruthlessness as he stared intently at the white snake woman who was being struck by purple lightning.
Soon, the White Snake Woman was struck by five bolts of purple lightning, each bolt seemingly about to tear her body apart.
However, looking up at the sky, it seemed that an even more powerful bolt of purple lightning was about to strike.
Chen Zhiqing's eyes gleamed, and he seemed to have made a decision.
The moment the last bolt of purple lightning struck, he transformed without hesitation into a giant black dragon.
The dragon was enormous, its black scales shimmering with a mysterious light.
The dragon opened its blood-red maw and swallowed the purple lightning bolt whole.
At that moment, the sky over Nanzhao turned as black as ink, as if the end of the world had arrived.
Darkness enveloped the earth, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.
The wind howled, as if mourning this thrilling battle.
Ma Lihua stood calmly in place, her heart filled with doubt.
She didn't know where the purple lightning came from, whether the person undergoing tribulation could withstand its power, or whether her father had noticed her.
In the darkness, everything became blurry and indistinct.
The villagers could only hear the howling wind and their own rapid breathing.
Fear spread through everyone's hearts, as if an invisible hand had gripped their very souls.
Time seemed to stand still at that moment, and the whole world was plunged into endless darkness and silence.
After an unknown amount of time, a faint glimmer of light began to flicker in the darkness.
The light, like a spark of hope, gradually dispelled the darkness.
Everyone waited anxiously, hoping to see the White Snake Woman.
Finally, as the light intensified, the White Snake Woman's enormous snake body reappeared before everyone's eyes.
Her body was covered in wounds; apart from her snake body, the upper part of her human body had been reduced to ashes.
"It failed, it failed, it's over, everything is gone."
Tao Lao's voice was filled with deep despair.
His eyes were vacant, as if he had lost his soul.
This was the final transformation ritual, on which they had placed all their hopes, but now those hopes were shattered, and they had no more chances.
The tomb could not be opened, and he was unable to fulfill the last wish of the Jiuli tribe for generations. A heavy sense of defeat weighed on his heart like a boulder.
Lingzhi went completely mad, screaming, "No, no! Immortality, my immortality, I want immortality!"
Her face was contorted, her eyes filled with madness and resentment.
She sacrificed so much for immortality, and now it's all gone. She can't accept this outcome.
Her hair flew wildly in the wind, as uncontrollable as the madness within her.
A gust of wind swept by, carrying with it an aura of destruction.
The wind seemed to come from hell, icy and bone-chilling.
The wind howled, sweeping everything away.
The White Snake Woman's corpse trembled slightly in the wind, as if telling a final story of resentment.
However, the power of the gale was too great, and in an instant, the White Snake Woman's corpse vanished as if it had never existed.
After the storm, only desolation remained.
The crowd stood there, stunned, their hearts filled with despair and confusion.
They didn't know where to go or what to do; the future seemed to be completely shrouded in darkness.
Old Tao collapsed to the ground, powerless, while Lingzhi frantically searched everywhere for the White Snake Woman's whereabouts, but all her efforts were in vain.
The altar remained silent, as if mocking their defeat.
The dreams and hopes of everyone in the tribe were shattered in the storm, leaving only endless pain and regret.
"Have another child, Master Tao, is there still a chance for us? Huh? Tell me, is there still a chance?" Yunzhi shook the swaying Master Tao with her hand.
"Hahaha... Gone, gone, all gone..." As soon as he said this, the entire altar collapsed, and thick yellow dust rose up all around.
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