Chapter 34 Gentle Second, Who Are You Pitying?
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Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu fought each other and flew out of the ground.
People were already waiting outside the stone gate of the near-sea city.
Elder Sun stroked his beard, looking at the pained expressions on the faces of the two chosen ones, and felt even more strongly that their surrender to the Underworld Clan was absolutely the right thing to do.
Now the entire continent is engulfed in the smoke of war.
This morning, a wind-elemental expert from Xiqing braved the aftershocks and traversed the mountains to reach the Jade Void Sect's Immortal Inquiry Mountain. The images he transmitted caused a huge uproar on the Heavenly Origin Mirror—
After the Three Immortals set sail and the Ten Great Seals appeared in the world, the entire Seven Heavens of Wenxian Mountain vanished.
The once-prosperous number one sect was almost razed to the ground, and the three gods of wind, thunder, and rain were nowhere to be found... It was as if they had vanished into thin air.
In a single day, dozens of the Pure Crane Envoys from Langhuan flew out, and the sound of celestial drums echoed from the depths of the endless sea. It was an official declaration to the entire continent, ordering the four seas to hunt down the Netherworld Clan.
A storm, the first of its kind in a century, has quietly descended.
However, their coastal city reacted the fastest, far more pragmatically than the Crimson Cloud Sect and Jade Void Sect.
They went so far as to offer up the Tai Sui (a powerful deity), allowing the tenth person to feel their precious sincerity.
No one knew better than the Underworld Clan themselves about the human race's conquest and exploitation of them. In such a turbulent time, the Near-Sea City would not only not hand him over, but would also not treat him like livestock. Instead, they would treat him as a human being, giving him treatment that the Underworld Clan had never received in a hundred years!
That is what all the Netherworld Clan, born as solitary beasts, need most in their very bones; otherwise… Netherworld Two wouldn’t have been so badly deceived by the Gongyu family back then, and the entire clan would have gone into hiding for years.
Elder Sun stared at the exit with slight tension, squinting as he waited for the person to appear.
However, the first person to step forward was a young girl in a blue dress.
She walked out expressionlessly, her fists clenched, head down, without even looking at the people behind her.
Elder Sun frowned slightly. He knew that the Grand Duke needed fresh blood to awaken, and only the two chosen ones and she had gone underground—how did this woman come out unharmed?
Who will perform the blood sacrifice?
The next second, the white robes swayed in the breeze, and a long leg stepped out. A powerful, attribute-less sense of oppression, like a feather floating in the air, slowly spread.
Elder Sun couldn't contain himself and stood up immediately. It was him!
The man followed behind the girl, his eyes filled with grievance. In his other hand, he carried something long and thin, which he casually tossed out.
It was a person who had completely fainted, and the stench of blood was so strong that it penetrated the damp, cold air underground. It was actually... Sun Mi?!
Elder Sun was filled with doubt and surprise. He looked closely and was shocked to discover—
"Mi'er, what happened to your spirit bone?!"
It would be a lie to say that a Heavenly-level Fire Spirit Bone is not valued here! Naturally Heavenly-level beings, without relying on Netherworld Clan blood and flesh, all have the potential to break through to the Profound level!
But now, Sun Mi's spiritual bones are full of impurities, as if they have been directly crushed by something, turning into a chaotic mass of the five elements.
Elder Sun looked up in astonishment, veins bulging on his wrinkled forehead. "What...what did you do to her?"
"Hmm?" The young man in white then turned his gaze to him. "Oh, is this your granddaughter? She said she's never eaten Netherworld Clan food before."
Elder Sun stared, his mouth agape, his mind completely unable to comprehend what he meant. "Yes, yes?"
The young man in white smiled gently and said, "That's why I invited her to try a few more kinds."
Elder Sun: "!?"
His expression changed in a fascinating way. What did that mean? Wasn't he a member of the Underworld Clan? Why was he speaking in such a nonchalant tone?
Dust settled, and she smiled gently, her eyes filled with warmth.
They dared to try and move this forbidden tribe that had been forbidden for centuries by merely eating two less mouthfuls of flesh and blood than others.
Long ago, Fuji did indeed suffer a great calamity because he trusted humans too much—something he could use to mock, to talk badly about to Myoge, or even to poke Fuji in his own sore spot.
But what about others?
Since the birth of the Ancestral Stone, the Underworld Clan has a history of countless deaths and suffering caused by others, but those wounds were slowly soothed by a human girl who fell from the sky.
They don't need anyone to save them.
Chen Jinshi smiled and took a few steps closer. His voice was soft, but it sent chills down one's spine.
Ashes covered the entire coastal city in the blink of an eye.
"Who do you think you're pitying?"
...
Chen Jinshi swaggered through the city, trailing far behind the girl in the green dress.
Elder Sun finally realized that they had shot themselves in the foot and made a completely unprofitable deal!
He gritted his teeth, turned around and waved his hand, and the four corner stone gates of the near-sea city immediately locked.
Chen Jinshi smiled slightly as he watched countless rows of crossbows emerge from the city wall, aiming at him.
See, they understand perfectly well.
Ultimately, we still need to use the Underworld race.
Sweat streamed down Elder Sun's forehead as he looked around: a pair of pure, natural fire spirit bones had been destroyed, and the only way to save them was with a similar type of nether bone.
Only if she gets a small piece of the Fire Qilin... will Mi'er have a chance to recover; otherwise, she will be a cripple for the rest of her life!
"This is the closest place to Langhuan. My Qianyuan Sect has guarded the coast for a hundred years, so we naturally have secret methods to communicate with the Immortal Court—" Elder Sun was implying to him that once he revealed his location, countless people would immediately come to kill him.
"We can make a deal."
Chen Jinshi stared absently at Miao Jue's retreating figure in the distance. Realizing she really didn't want to talk to him, the smile on his lips faded slightly. He turned and asked, "What deal?"
Elder Sun quickly said, "You don't know yet... The Central Earth Giant Mountain Sect is responsible for killing the Nether Six Winning Fish, the Southern Flame Sect is responsible for besieging and killing the Nether Eight Silver Fox, and disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect have come to seek revenge. These elite metal cultivators can also greatly defeat the wood-type Nether Nine... and there is also the Nether Seven Divine Steed. Bei Ling has already grasped its exact whereabouts."
"Within a day and a night since the appearance of the Ten Great Seals, the entire continent has been mobilized!"
As expected of the most well-informed place, the coastal city clearly outlined the situation of the entire continent in just a few words.
Miao Jue paused involuntarily; the situation was indeed not optimistic.
Dust settled in, and with a reserved air, looked around at the arrows on the crossbows, asking, "So?"
"Therefore, Qian Yuan Sect in our coastal city is the only exception! My granddaughter has no ill intentions towards you. She has never been in contact with the flesh and blood of the Netherworld Clan since she was a child, and she has no grudge against you! Tai Sui pointed out that the Fire Qilin is imprisoned at the bottom of the sea, and our city is full of water spirit masters who can go into the sea to help you rescue it—as long as you can save Mi'er after the matter is accomplished."
Chen Jinshi listened patiently, tilted his head slightly, and after a long while, he showed a look of sudden realization: "Sun Qianyuan, it's you."
Elder Sun's expression changed, as if he had remembered something.
Chen Jinshi smiled nostalgically: "You've aged so much, I didn't even recognize you."
Elder Sun broke out in a cold sweat, his fingers secretly gesturing to all the archers from under his sleeves.
Dust settled beneath his feet, leaving behind endless ashes. He smiled, his face radiant with a gentle breeze: "Back when you were fishing along the coast, you weren't this powerful—what about your son and daughter? Your granddaughter has no grudge against the Underworld Clan, but her mother isn't."
Miao Jue paused for a moment, then understood.
Offspring conceived after creating high-grade spiritual bones can also be considered "natural".
But how far back in time is the "past" that Ke Chenjinshi mentioned?
The crossbows fired water arrows with a whoosh, but they were instantly crushed into powder by the ash feathers, as if it were a complete superior suppression.
Behind the young man in white, an all-pervasive fog enveloped the coastal city, simultaneously seeping into the hollowed-out caverns eroded by the sea.
Elder Sun saw a wisp of gray smoke rising from the crack in the stone gate and finally understood what was happening. His expression changed drastically: "This is bad!"
He had already filled the entire underground area before he came up!
However, it was too late to react. The entire underground area collapsed instantly, and the vast seawater surged and roared as it poured into the entire city without hesitation.
After gathering all the dust, he grasped the secret technique and floated lightly out of the city.
“Actually, they also want to steal the Qilin,” he shook his head and sighed, trying to strike up a conversation with her, “going through all this trouble…”
I couldn't be bothered with Miao Jue and looked around.
This place is the endless sea.
The sea was vast and open, with thick fog obscuring the distant horizon. The indistinct fog-shrouded landscape resembled not a fairyland, but rather a fleeting mirage.
At this moment, all was calm and the experts were hiding their figures—only Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu were openly engaging in a torturous love affair in mid-air, exchanging blows.
Miao Jue stared blankly for a while, then glanced at Chen Jinshi.
Based on her years of experience as a victim, she knew they could heal themselves from this kind of abusive relationship after a while. But Miaojue couldn't help but wonder if he had also created many similar emotional entanglements over the past ten years.
I really want to strangle him.
The other person's peach blossom eyes looked pitiful. He quietly took two steps back, his fingertips resting on the compass at his waist.
At that moment, Gong Yuqiu used his sword to deflect Tai Sui, flipped over and grabbed him, gave Dongfang Yaotian a resolute look, and was about to plunge into the water.
The jellyfish was not held firmly and fell into the water with a splash. It instantly dissipated and became transparent, transforming into a giant jellyfish that was barely visible to the naked eye, and sped off in a certain direction in the deep sea.
Dust settled, and sensing the drop of blood he had left in the Tai Sui, he understood the situation.
He gently tapped the jade disc.
In the blink of an eye, a huge, gnarled, dark blue snail emerged from the water and, with a swift, dragon-like leap, excitedly swam back into the sea.
Second brother, I'm here!
As soon as Gui Liu appeared, dozens of brown-robed disciples suddenly appeared on the sea, forming the Six Absolute Formation to hurriedly hunt down the Yingyu.
They attacked the pair of luan fish, and the silver fox opened its mouth and bit at them from behind. Following her, countless disciples from the Nan Yan Sect and the Chi Xia Sect appeared simultaneously, their vast nets sweeping down upon Xian Ba.
Before the Fire Qilin could even be seen, a chaotic battle had already broken out.
Dongfang Yaotian and Gong Yuqiu stared blankly as experts from all directions came to their aid, their hearts suddenly filled with righteous indignation.
"Those who follow the righteous path receive abundant help, while those who stray from it receive little!" Dongfang Yaotian brandished his longsword with a wicked glint in his eye. "Today, I act on behalf of Heaven, and heroes from across the land have come to my aid! Qiu'er, look—"
Gong Yuqiu's eyes were also red, and he was deeply moved. "You and I should no longer distrust each other. Today's battle is for the sake of all living beings!"
In reality, nobody cares.
Miao Jue lay prone on the edge of the reef, anxiously watching the situation of the Underworld Clan being surrounded and captured.
Therefore, she did not see what was behind her.
The white-clad youth who had always followed closely retreated a few meters, his fingertips still resting on the compass.
After a while, the compass needle pointed in a direction shrouded in thick fog, and he received the echo that Gui Liu had painstakingly transmitted.
"Second brother is here...he's here! Chains...ancestral stone..."
She straightened up, dust settled, her peach blossom eyes half-closed—
Ah, then he'll know what to do.
He glanced at Miao Jue secretly, then moved a little further away. While she was subtly trying to trip up the male and female protagonists, he slightly tensed and tightened his neck.
He tilted his head back, as if he were enduring pain, yet also as if it were perfectly normal.
His white robes billowed as if blown by some unknown force, as if a clear power was flowing beneath them.
Then, a thick mist of blood surged out and condensed from behind him, forming a blood-red cloak behind his clean and spotless clothes.
Ashes, like feathers, enveloped the vividly colored blood mist, leaving only a faint scent, which was then dispersed by the sea breeze.
Then the blood mist slowly rose with the wind, like a cloud on the sea.
The disciples from various sects suddenly stopped.
Xianba and Zhujiu exchanged a glance, seemingly understanding each other.
That's why they didn't dare waste a single second of what Jin Shi had done, and immediately took the opportunity to flip into the sea and head straight for Fuji.
When Miaojue realized something was wrong and turned around, she only saw Chen Jinshi's unusually pale profile, but he smiled and winked.
In an instant, from an angle unseen by the subtle technique.
The blood cloud transformed into countless drops, scattering in a dazzling display like fireworks.
It landed on the heads of each disciple, and countless gazes shifted from fear to appetite, and finally to uncontrollable craving.
Almost everyone finds it irresistible.
Become a believer in this drop of blood.
After gathering up the dust, he slowly strolled back to Miaojue's side.
Fuji is imprisoned at the bottom of the sea, bound by a giant chain formed from the Immortal-Binding Stones, which the Underworld Clan cannot touch.
Then let someone else touch it.
This method has already been proven in the Crimson Cloud Sect. He gave Xianba a drop of his blood, which was injected into Wen Changshan's body, and the effect was excellent.
Only on these occasions does Chen Jinshi feel that... being the tenth member of the Underworld Clan also has meaning.
He leaned against Miaojue with a smile.
Miaojue could clearly sense that something was off about him; he didn't look relaxed, but rather genuinely exhausted. His face was pale and pale, and his temples were slightly damp.
Miao Jue hesitated for a moment: "You..."
However, at this moment, Dongfang Yaotian generously stepped forward, raising the Netherbone Blade: "Friends! Today we have joined forces to carry out the great cause of slaughtering the Netherworld. I, Dongfang Yaotian, will never forget the righteous deeds of each and every one of you!"
"Now, follow the direction of my blade, slay the Fire Qilin, dispel the calamity, and liberate all living beings from suffering!"
Everyone actually started moving slowly.
Following Dongfang Yaotian's call, they moved in unison, their postures as precise as if they were being pulled on strings.
That moment.
Dongfang Yaotian was utterly shocked by his own influence.
He closed his bloodshot eyes, then opened them with a sinister air, exuding an air of heroic arrogance: "—Let's go!"
Countless disciples fell into the water at the same time, and the waves surged and rolled.
Miao Jue heard Chen Jinshi's slightly panting voice teasingly ask in her ear: "Can you swim?"
Miao Jue looked at his condition, frowned, and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"
Chen Jinshi leaned against her thin shoulder and mumbled incoherently, "It's okay if you can't swim... I can help you breathe."
This person is so weak, yet they still pretend to be very flirtatious.
He reached out and embraced Miaojue, but it seemed as if he was using a tremendous amount of mental power at the same time. His forehead was so wet that his clothes were no longer flowing. He closed his eyes and simply lifted her up with him.
"Hey!" Miao Jue instinctively grabbed his collar; she had just intended to use the Rewind technique to heal him.
But he didn't give himself that leeway at all.
The moment they fell into the deep blue sea, the embers transformed into feathers that enveloped them. Ripples stirred their hair, and Miaojue instinctively held her breath, only to be surprised to find that she could still breathe.
Startled, the fish all around darted away in groups, like a beautiful dream.
She gathered up all the dust, tightly encircling the magic formula, her palm resting against his chest.
"Do you know the location of Tai Sui?" she asked.
"Hmm." Chen Jinshi was too drunk to say anything funny at this point.
At first, Miaojue could still see his chin through the faint light, but soon, the underwater world became completely dark, and the powerful water pressure squeezed his chest and lungs.
This is an eternal, boundless sea, the most vast and limitless expanse of time, which filled Miaojue with a profound sense of awe.
The Fire Qilin, a creature that sounds incredibly dazzling, is locked away in such silent water.
To sink, to fall.
Gradually, Miaojue lost track of time and direction, and had no idea how long he had been submerged... He could no longer even feel the heartbeat in the chest of the person beneath his palm, as if he were already dead.
Miao Jue couldn't resist pinching his neck to check if he still had a pulse, but the other person grabbed her hand.
In the deep sea, his fingers were as cold as ice.
Ash feathers carried them across endless waters until the seabed began to ripple.
A burst of mysterious light pierced the darkness; it was the guiding light from the Eastern Radiant Heavenly Bone Blade.
Miao Jue closed her eyes and scanned her surroundings with her divine sense, only to find that she could only see what was close by; beyond that, there was only pitch blackness that she could not perceive.
She saw a flash of silver light and immediately shook her cold, dusty hand.
In the dim light, he paused for a moment, then slowly raised his head.
...
The silver fox lay on the snail's head, quietly watching ahead.
In the darkness, the once dazzling scales of that person had completely dimmed, and only the massive Nine Palaces Trapping Immortal Chains could be faintly seen in the flowing water.
The nine giant chains resemble nine deep-sea rivers.
In this abandoned place, unknown to anyone for a century, the paths crisscross.
Silver Fox could not touch the chains. She knew that the Immortal-Binding Giant Chain was linked to the Nine Stars in a mysterious way, doing its utmost to lock the mountain.
Silver Fox felt a tightness in his chest, and pretended to tap Yingyu's head casually, jokingly transmitting his voice to him: "Back then, I was bound tightly by only eight thin chains in the Crimson Cloud Sect - tell me, Second Brother is really capable."
Yingyu was the first to be rescued by Jinshi. He pecked at the fish with his mouth in distress, saying, "What's the point of comparing this! What kind of good thing is this?!"
Xianba sighed underwater.
When he was a child, Jin Shi always felt resentful, thinking that it was very unfair for him to be a bird. Why wasn't he a divine beast like the top three who could reach the heavens and the earth?
His current strength is probably the greatest among the ten, yet he has never revealed his true form.
The top three, who have reached the heavens and the earth, have been kneeling here for a hundred years.
"The little bird is..."
Xianba turned his head and saw that the light of the Nether Bone Blade suddenly burst forth with a torrent.
Like a lighthouse in the deep sea, Dongfang Yaotian excitedly directed everyone: The Fire Qilin is right here!
His blade flashed and cleaved through the water, but there was no echo, as if it had struck into an abyss.
"Heh! It seems there's still some distance to go." Dongfang Yaotian continued forward, combining his sword and saber with Gong Yuqiu's.
But in that instant, the secret technique became clear in his mind; the darkness before him was not an abyss, but... it was a physical entity.
All she could see ahead were fire unicorns.
Tai Sui did not lead us astray.
He's right here.
The dust settled and a slight movement occurred.
His flat chest heaved for a moment, and then the hundreds of disciples present moved at the same time.
Like countless fish, they landed one after another on the giant chains that bound immortals, each placing their hands on the cold, damp stones.
Dongfang Yaotian saw this scene by the faint light of the Netherbone Blade, and tears of emotion slid into the sea.
—May the world stand by my side, strengthen the Great Forbidden Zone, and leave the credit for slaying the Fire Qilin to me!?
Dongfang Yaotian slowly unleashed a powerful wind spirit, forming a vortex on the seabed. An underwater storm was brewing, and he would give it his all this time to live up to expectations!
Although Dongfang Yaotian is foolish, he is a genuine person with a natural Heavenly Spirit Bone, and his strength is undeniable.
This strike unleashed a treacherous and powerful attack that caused the sea to ripple wildly.
Both Xianba and Guiliu simultaneously assumed an attack stance, ready to ambush the male and female protagonists at any moment.
Just as the giant blade of wind, carrying a tsunami, cleaved towards them, hundreds of disciples simultaneously lifted the Immortal-Binding Chains and slowly moved them up an inch.
Within a mere inch of a crack, the Netherworld energy suppressed by the Nine Palaces Immortal-Binding Chains erupted forth.
Miao Jue sensed it; it was the aura of a Fire Qilin, definitely as intense and violent, unruly and wild as its name suggests.
Dongfang Yaotian's blade was instantly blasted away by this force, and he and Gong Yuqiu crashed into a passing shark before coming to a stop.
"hehe--"
"Such power still exists! No wonder you're second to the Underworld Clan. But I, Dongfang Yaotian, am not to be trifled with!"
His voice was thunderous, but the nine chains were lifted an inch more.
In the darkness, there exists an irresistible, all-pervasive force.
Miaojue sensed that Chen Jinshi's breathing was rapid; even though he was standing right in front of her, it was as if he were fighting against some enormous creature.
The nine-palace chain, as long as a river, was forcibly lifted, and the suppressed underwater fire scorched the scales, causing them to reflect a glow.
But at that moment, distant bells and drums shattered the seabed, like the music of immortals. No one knew how the sound waves traveled across the sea; all they knew was that it was the celestial drums of Langhuan.
Invisible ripples descended from above, precisely pressing down on the Nine Palaces Chains, suddenly imposing a restriction.
Dust settled, and blood instantly trickled from the corner of his lips.
The gods discovered it.
With the power of just two chosen ones, there was no chance of victory when Ming Er was still able to move. They had to suppress the Nine Palaces Chains and force Ming Er to kneel and receive the blows.
Dust settled, and he laughed, his mouth filled with blood.
Every drop of blood he released began to throb wildly, resisting his will with a frenzied and forceful force.
The veins on his pale forehead bulged, blood gushed into the sea, and he used all his strength to fight back.
But just then, a hand found his bleeding wound and covered it.
Then that unique power flowed peacefully through him.
The magic trick placed the rings of time on his body, slowly filling in the body that was about to leak away.
This feeling is incredibly mysterious.
The blood he spilled still lingers in his senses, controlling countless people in the deep sea.
But his body slowly grew flesh and blood, like a withered tree coming back to life.
Chen Jinshi suddenly longed to see her expression at that moment, but it was too dark around him. So he wanted to laugh too, clenching his red-marked fingers, and suddenly unleashed all his power without restraint—
Commanding hundreds of people, carrying the Nine Palaces Chains, they forcibly climbed to the top, enduring the cold stones and the pressure of the Langhuan, and bravely lifted it up!
With the lifting of the century-long blockade and the relaxation of restrictions, a vast expanse of dark energy overflowed—only then did Dongfang Yaotian realize that he seemed to have misunderstood something.
No, what are they doing?
What are these people doing?!?!
Dongfang Yaotian held his knife and faced the abyss, only to discover that an eye had suddenly grown out of the abyss.
It was a crystal-clear beastly eye, calmly staring straight at him.
Dongfang Yaotian instinctively blocked Gong Yuqiu, but in an instant, he realized with absolute certainty: there was no way he could win.
They are not the same species.
But is Dongfang Yaotian the kind of person who would desert his post?! Absolutely not!!!
Dongfang Yaotian pushed Gong Yuqiu away, but she grabbed his arm firmly and, taking advantage of the agility of the Water Spirit Bone in the seabed, flung him away.
In that fleeting glance, Dongfang Yaotian clearly understood her gaze:
If anyone has to sacrifice for this, I hope it's me.
Dongfang Yaotian roared, choking on his water: "No!!! Cough cough glug glug, no!! Glug glug—"
He watched helplessly as Gong Yuqiu charged alone with his sword toward those beastly eyes!
For all beasts, even the Netherworld race, their eyes are their weakness.
Gong Yuqiu made a desperate gamble, courting his own death.
Miaojue looked up and saw her, instinctively wanting to rush over and grab her, because she was the only one present who understood one thing best.
Those destined for greatness can never die; if they act recklessly, they'll unleash their cheat codes!
Sure enough, just as Gong Yuqiu was about to strike the fire qilin's beastly eye, a burst of intense light suddenly erupted behind her—or rather, across the entire seabed.
The light was as dazzling as the sun, clearly illuminating the trenches thousands of meters deep in the seabed! Everyone instinctively closed their eyes, not daring to look directly at its sharpness.
The secret suddenly became clear: the Wind-Breaking Pearl—
That was the male protagonist's token that he and Mo Yaoyu Huan placed on the marriage tree back then, a divine pearl comparable to the sun!
The fire unicorn had been buried deep in the sea for a hundred years, causing the eyesight of all deep-sea animals to deteriorate. This sudden burst of bright light was no different from a direct stab!
A silent roar shook the seabed, and the surrounding seawater began to churn, as if a giant creature was struggling.
As soon as the dust was cleared away, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
It's done.
Miao Jue forced himself to endure the blinding light, wanting to look at the long-admired fire qilin—
But suddenly a hand covered his view.
Chen Jinshi stared at the colossal beast that stretched from the sky to the ground before him.
His cold chest pressed against her back, his chin against the top of her head, and one hand covered her eyes.
You are not allowed to look.
After a moment of stunned silence, Dongfang Yaotian seized the opportunity. He forcefully suppressed his fear of facing that thing and sped forward with the Wind-Breaking Pearl in hand—
Xianba and Guiliu rubbed their eyes and realized what was happening, and immediately rushed up from both sides.
The two chosen ones unleashed their full power; their Feng Shui spiritual bones, exceeding the Heavenly level, truly demonstrated an attack capable of withstanding the Netherworld Clan's attack.
No!
Just then, the tail of the Qilin ignited.
Underwater, it blooms silently like fireworks.
Its beastly eyes remained tightly closed, yet its ferocious and towering form slowly rose to its feet.
Someone once returned his severed tail to him.
...This cause and effect has come to pass today.
Then the Qilin raised its claws and smashed through the loosened Nine Palaces Chains.
Entering the world of humanity.
The Wind-Breaking Pearl swayed wildly in the raging torrent, its brilliance like a torch, before being precisely shattered by a cloud of ashes, and the seabed returned to its pitch-black stillness.
Then Miaojue felt a giant claw reach out, precisely grabbing the silver fox and the snail, and supporting her and Chen Jin as they picked up the handful of ashes and wings, sending them upwards.
The water flow suddenly turned downwards, and Miaojue felt that in just a few blinks, he had broken out of the water.
The enormous beast did not emerge from the water; instead, they were transported to a small island.
The eight-legged creature lay spewing water on the ground, while the luan fish stood there blankly. The ashes scattered and the dust settled, then swayed slightly before regaining its footing. After seeing something, it covered Miaojue's eyes again.
He turned his head slightly to the side, giving a warning look to the man in a thin shirt a few steps away.
The man looked slightly older than Chen Jinshi. His handsome features hadn't changed much, and his pupils were a familiar, gentle gray-gold. However, his skin had become much paler from lack of sunlight.
Her long hair cascaded down her back; she was very tall; her eyes were clear and bright, and her gaze was as gentle as water.
Fuji looked up at the sunlight, then met the bird's gaze.
When he saw the girl he was half-embracing again, his eyes curved into a gentle smile.
He slowly walked over, picked up the scales that Gui Liu had been scraped off by the stone, dried the water on the fox tail of Xian Ba, then walked up to the young man in white, took his pulse, and shook his head disapprovingly.
Finally, he touched the top of Miaojue's head.
Miao Jue finally managed to pry open Chen Jinshi's hand, but instead of seeing a towering, ferocious beast, he saw a familiar figure standing there, smiling and speaking.
"Long time no see, children."
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