Ding Mengchao staggered forward, crying, "Dad! It's me! It's Mengchao! Look at me!"
However, Ding Zhaoshan remained indifferent, not even blinking from beginning to end.
Fire Eyes' hoarse voice rang out: "Aren't you surprised to see an old acquaintance? This is my most satisfying work. It has a top-grade fire spirit root and surging spiritual power, which is more than enough to deal with you."
Ding Mengchao was both grief-stricken and furious, and roared, "Shameless demon! How dare you kill my father! I will not let you get away with this!"
Fire Eyes said with a gloomy sneer, "You're not qualified."
Ding Mengchao was already furious and couldn't take any more provocation. Now that Huoyan had made another sarcastic remark, he was even more enraged and drew his sword to charge forward.
He had gone completely mad, hacking and slashing wildly, blood and flesh flying everywhere. When his eyes fell on Qing He, he shouted as he continued to hack: "A peerless beauty, unparalleled in beauty, invincible in the three realms, please help me!"
Li Jiang and the others: "..." What the heck?
Qinghe's lips twitched, and his gaze pierced the crazed Ding Mengchao like a cold sword.
However, Ding Mengchao was blinded by rage and still shouted at Qinghe, "As long as you can help me rescue my father, I'm willing to give you all my money!"
He truly understood her nature.
Qinghe's expression suddenly turned serious. With a flash of his cold sword, he rushed forward as Ding Mengchao uttered that shocking nickname again.
As soon as she moved, Li Jiang, Mu Dong, and Mo Junqian all moved at the same time.
Mo Junqian's sword flashed, transforming into a dragon that circled twice in the air before roaring and charging towards Ding Zhaoshan.
The Fiery Eyes True Body was hidden within Ding Zhaoshan's body, and its cultivation level had risen to a terrifying level. With a single palm strike, it shook the heavens and the earth. It fought several rounds with the dragon without being at a disadvantage, and even showed signs of gaining the upper hand.
Countless zombies on the ground unleashed a barrage of arrows, moving swiftly as they charged forward. They were even consciously planning and deploying a formation, intending to trap and annihilate Qing and the others within it.
With people forming the battle lines, and spirits transforming into talismans, a large zombie formation slowly took shape in no time.
Wisps of black spiritual energy intertwined and swirled, with Qing and the others as the array's core. Suddenly, black runes appeared on the ground beneath their feet, their patterns intricate and complex, yet Qing felt they looked familiar.
Mu Dong shouted, "My God! What is this? I've never seen anything like it before!"
“It’s an ancient forbidden seal,” Qinghe said. “If the great formation is completed, we will be trapped here forever.”
Her expression hardened slightly, and she looked up and blew a loud slogan at Ding Zhaoshan's nine-headed Fiery Phoenix.
The nine-headed Fiery Phoenix rushed over upon hearing the sound, its enormous wings displaying immense power. With a single flap of its wings, it overturned the zombies that were forming the array, causing the black array lines to become chaotic. However, in just a moment, it returned to normal.
Qinghe's gaze darkened, and he suddenly looked up at the sky. There stood a figure directly above him. Ding Zhaoshan, who had just fought the dragon, had appeared there at some point.
His eyes seemed to flicker with fire as he looked down coldly at Qinghe, who was trapped in the formation. He sneered, "How could I let you destroy such a powerful formation?" His face twisted into a vicious expression, "I will make you suffer here forever, tormented to the point of wishing you were dead!"
Qing looked at him calmly and said indifferently, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."
Ding Zhaoshan, or rather, Huoyan, suddenly bent down, his body, which was clearly dead, bent into an impossible, eerie arc, staring fiercely at her.
Qinghe slowly raised his palm, and a round bead in his palm was shining with golden light.
Fire Eyes sneered, "With your strength, you are far inferior to this body. Even with the Divine Pearl, you are no match for me."
Qinghe remained calm and composed: "If one isn't enough, then two will do."
After saying that, another divine pearl slowly appeared and floated in Qinghe's palm.
The two divine pearls possessed terrifying power. Huo Yan narrowed his eyes, his heart sinking slightly, but he still grinned maliciously, "You cannot control two divine pearls. If you forcibly devour them, you will only bring about your own destruction. Aren't you afraid of death?"
Qinghe: "If we can get rid of you, it will be a meritorious deed, and we might even be remembered for generations. Why not do it?"
Hearing Qingping's calm tone, Mo Junqian sensed something was wrong and suddenly said, "Senior sister, no."
Li Jiang looked at her and said, "There must be other ways. Don't risk your life."
Mu Dong also shouted anxiously, "Yes, yes, let's think of another way. If you die, how are we going to explain to the rich people!"
Ever since she last met Qi Rong, Mu Dong had given him the nickname "Rich Man" to motivate herself.
Qinghe listened quietly, but made no move to retract the divine pearl.
She touched the bracelet on her wrist, her gaze passing over Li Jiang and Mo Junqian, looking in the direction Qi Rong had left, and whispered, "I can't wait any longer."
Turning back, his gaze hardened, and he suddenly swallowed the two divine pearls.
"Qinghe!"
Mo Junqian rushed forward to try to stop Qinghe, but it was too late.
The moment the divine pearl entered his body, Qinghe's entire body shone with golden light, and a surge of power erupted forth. The spiritual energy fluctuations were vast, and wherever it reached, all the evil forces were eroded. The ancient forbidden seal collapsed with a crash, and the zombie army was corroded into dust by the golden light. Even Li Jiang and the others were forced back dozens of meters by the golden light and fell to the ground.
Fire Eye retreated from mid-air the moment Qinghe devoured the Divine Pearl, but it was still corroded by the golden light, losing most of its face. Its entire face was shattered, revealing scattered embers mixed with blood, making it look extremely terrifying.
Qinghe leaped into the air, level with Huoyan. She clutched her chest with one hand, trying her best to endure the discomfort, but her face remained indifferent and cold as she stared at Huoyan.
Fire Eyes squinted at his remaining eye, his hoarse voice extremely unpleasant: "You won't last long. The only winner will be me!"
Qinghe: "Then let's give it a try."
After saying this, she put her hands together in a mudra, and golden light flowed slowly like water, forming a huge golden radiance behind her. The light was so dazzling that even her fiery eyes could not look directly at it.
Enraged, it suddenly channeled all its power into its palms, unleashing a torrent of spiritual energy that slammed into Qinghe.
The two forces collided, shaking heaven and earth. The earth trembled and shot into the sky from the point of contact, striking the vortex in the air. Thunder roared, and suddenly a bolt of lightning struck the earth!
From Li Jiang's feet, cracks appeared in the earth, and the cracks instantly spread for hundreds of miles, only stopping at the foot of Yue Mountain in the distance.
The clouds swirled and the wind howled in mid-air. A loud explosion rang out, cutting through the clouds. Everyone looked up and saw that Ding Zhaoshan's body had been pierced by a golden light like a cold arrow, and golden cracks appeared on his body from the inside out.
Fire Eyes seemed unable to believe it had lost. Its eyes were fixed on the front, its only half of its face flushed red. It struggled to raise one hand, pointing at the other side, "You...you..."
But he couldn't utter a single word.
The golden mark extended down from its forehead, as if its body had been sliced in two by a sharp knife. With a loud "Ah!", its entire body exploded, blood and flesh flying everywhere, shattering into countless sparks in mid-air.
The golden light vanished, and Qinghe could no longer hold on, falling through the sparks-filled air like a floating duckweed.
The dark clouds finally dispersed, the long-awaited sunlight shone down, the river stopped overflowing, and everything around returned to normal.
A breeze ruffled her hair, and Qing felt a pang of sadness. Was she really going to die this time?
Slowly close your eyes and let your body fall.
The next moment, she fell into a warm embrace.
Qinghe didn't open her eyes, but moved her arms and hugged the person's neck.
The familiar scent of ink filled the air, and she spoke softly, "I've been waiting for you."
Qi Rong smiled and said softly, "Go to sleep."
As if bewitched, Qinghe tilted her head and actually fell asleep.
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