Three days later.
The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and under the vast night sky, the vast ocean is as silent as a mirror.
The sea breeze howled, rolling up layers of waves, and above the sea, a pure white figure floated quietly, like a god descending to the earth.
It was Su Yao.
Her purple eyes were deep, her hair fluttered lightly, and her white dress seemed to blend into the moonlight in the night.
She slowly raised her hand, and a faint divine light appeared on the Nine Lotus Jade Bone Ring.
As she moved her fingertips, nine streams of light flew out from the ring... they were nine snake-head seals.
Immediately afterwards, a blood-red demon pill with a faint blue glow gently emerged.
She whispered an ancient spell, the melody was elegant and obscure, but full of irresistible divine will.
"The soul returns to the body, and the consciousness gathers into form."
As soon as the voice fell, nine snake-head seals and demon pills suddenly flew towards the sea. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color.
The wind was blowing fiercely, the waves were raging, and the entire sea surface seemed to be torn apart, forming a huge whirlpool.
Red light burst out from the bottom of the sea, illuminating the night, and the curse turned into thousands of runes, converging in the center of the vortex.
As the last divine pattern was imprinted into the water, a demonic roar that seemed to come from the ancient abyss tore through the sky.
"roar……"
The sound was deep and soul-shaking, like rolling thunder and the roar of hell, and it instantly spread across thousands of miles of sea.
Amid the rolling waves, a huge shadow emerged from the sea.
It was a giant monster body over thirty meters long, with blue and purple scales reflecting a strange luster. Nine huge snake heads stood upright like pillars of heaven, and each snake head had three golden vertical pupils. A total of twenty-seven golden pupils were locked on Su Yao in the air.
Its evil aura was so overwhelming that it seemed as if the entire ocean was submitting to it.
The nine heads spewed out poisonous breath at the same time, and the sea water evaporated instantly and condensed into mist.
But that terrifying oppressive aura was useless in front of Su Yao.
Her expression was normal, and she smiled faintly: "No need to say thank you."
"Hurry up and transform. I feel dizzy with so many eyes looking at me."
The huge body of the Hydra paused for a moment, then it let out a low laugh and dived into the deep sea.
The waves exploded into wave walls hundreds of meters high.
A moment later, a ghostly figure stood in the air, replacing the terrifying aura of the sea monster.
He was 1.88 meters tall and wore a dark blue robe with plain patterns, looking like a young cultivator.
Her long golden hair was tied up high with a golden ribbon tied on the bun, which fluttered in the night breeze and blended into the hair.
There was a word embroidered at the end of the ribbon: Nine.
He has a charming and handsome face, and the temperament of a nobleman, but he also has a demonic edge that no one dares to underestimate.
He was already standing in front of Su Yao, his eyes full of respect.
"Su Yao." His voice was low but clear, and he chuckled softly, "I'm back."
Su Yao nodded calmly, her purple eyes like the moon: "Welcome back."
Dugu Jiu lowered his eyes slightly, his expression calm, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry, even if Su Murong is Su Wentian's biological father, I must end things between him and me."
She smiled lightly and said without hesitation: "You don't need to explain anything to me."
"That's your feud with him, I won't interfere."
Dugu Jiu's golden eyes revealed a trace of seriousness: "If I don't die... I will be your demon servant when I come back."
Su Yao raised an eyebrow and said jokingly, "Why, you're selling yourself into slavery just to express your gratitude?"
"Becoming your demon servant will earn you protection." Dugu Jiu said with a smile, "And the group of 'people' behind you. In modern terms, these are connections and resources."
"It's a win-win for both you and me."
Zi Mou stared at him for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Okay, I'll wait for you to come back."
He and she were now like old friends, and a tacit understanding had already been established between their words that could not be easily broken.
A hint of warmth flashed in Dugu Jiu's eyes, and his figure flashed, turning into a stream of light and disappearing between the sea and the sky.
Su Yao looked up at the bright moon with a calm expression. With a flick of his finger, the entire sea returned to calm.
In an instant, she disappeared like the moonlight, returning to the silent night.
The King of Hydra returns.
The goddess still stands alone in the center of the storm of the tides of the three realms.
…
Not long after, Su Yao set foot on an isolated island at the end of the East China Sea alone.
This place was extremely desolate, shrouded in fog year-round, and even animals dared not approach. She hid her identity from everyone, only to face the destined calamity alone.
This thunder tribulation is the final step for her to become the "Free and Easy God" again.
In her previous life, she relied on her miraculous medical skills of bringing the dead back to life and her self-sacrifice to ascend to the divine position without ever truly stepping into the heavenly tribulation. Instead, she used her spiritual consciousness as a guide.
This time, however, there is no escape.
Nine nines return to one, nine nines heavenly thunder.
Once successful, one can reshape the ten-fold golden body, wash away the mortal body, and become the supreme divine body in the three realms.
The storm suddenly arose.
She sat cross-legged on a golden lotus phantom mountain, suspended in mid-air.
The golden lotus shines, illuminating the heaven and earth.
boom!
The first bolt of thunder struck from the sky, and the sky and earth suddenly dimmed, and the waves surged.
Su Yao formed seals with his hands, closed his purple eyes, and his consciousness was as steady as a mountain.
The first, the second...the heavenly thunder was like a roaring angry dragon, bombarding her divine body one after another.
She remained unwavering, her consciousness was as hard as iron and her aura as strong as clouds. Rays of protective spiritual light shot up into the sky, colliding head-on with the thunder!
When the thunder reached sixty-sixth level, blood finally flowed from the corner of her mouth.
"Uh..." Su Yao frowned slightly, a streak of crimson dripping from the corner of her lips, but she did not waver at all.
She whispered an ancient dragon language: "Silent thunder, transform thoughts."
The incantation was ethereal and rose with the wind. A layer of pale golden divine patterns appeared around her body, easing the tearing pain that was like tearing tendons and bones apart...
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