Song Tingwan watched silently, then waved her hand, sprinkling healing mist onto Shen Zhuochuan and Wu Ling.
"You two hold on for a while," she said gently, and after the two people beside her nodded, she closed her eyes.
The magnolia flower pattern emerges.
Merit and that barely perceptible faith were mobilized from within the mark, and she pulled them, making them float and sway upwards toward the heavens.
Intending to touch the barrier.
Golden light drifted into the barrier, just as her pills were thrown into Wu Gan's ghostly aura.
There was no reaction whatsoever.
Her consciousness gave up and stopped.
The merit that was meant to save her father was wasted.
My fingertips dug into my palm as I tried to calmly think about how to break the deadlock.
Judging from how A Yao and the others made their moves, it was clear they couldn't win.
But why not just kill them?
"Master, Master! I can't take it anymore!" Baili Xijiang's face turned slightly pale.
Their fight grew increasingly intense, and Baili Xijiang almost couldn't keep up with the speed at which they were injured, even when he applied the Danwu ointment.
"Take a short rest."
Song Tingwan regained her senses and waved her hand, sending several layers of high-grade pill mist descending upon the crowd once more.
On Shen Zhuochuan's side, Ze Wu was seriously injured by him.
He could clearly sense that Zewu was distracted.
Everyone knew that the father and son were waiting for the right opportunity.
I felt uneasy, even thinking I was going to die there.
But they couldn't get out, nor could they contact the outside world.
They can only wait for the opportune moment that Zewu and his son are waiting for, and gamble on whether they can turn the tide.
The stalemate lasted for half an hour.
Song Tingwan's storage space has lost more than half of its pills.
Finally, at this moment, Venerable Chunwu, Immortal Lord Zewu, and the ignorant and mindless Yin ghost energy belonging to Wugan all stopped at the same time.
The father and son stopped in surprise and looked up at the sky at the same time.
"They're here."
Song Tingwan cast a final layer of elixir mist on everyone, healing their broken wounds.
Everyone stood ready, preparing their weapons and escape supplies, and looked in the direction the father and son were staring at.
At the very top of Wutong Mountain, two forces were shrouded in a white mist. Just as Venerable Chunwu reached out his hand, the shrunken crystal fell into his palm.
Two streams of pure white gas condensed into a translucent pebble, with a particularly eye-catching touch of gold.
Song Tingwan and Song Siyao's expressions immediately changed.
They could sense that it was their power.
So they've been delaying for so long just to collect the spiritual energy they're using from them?
There is also the merit power of Song Tingwan's attempt to cheat.
The two sisters simultaneously recalled the reason why the Demon Lord had gone mad.
He felt that Song Siyao's Cloud Concealing Bone would allow him to ascend to immortality.
So, are these two... also because of this?
"Are you going to follow the Demon Lord's old path?"
After the two women told their companions that it was their power, Shen Zhuochuan raised an eyebrow.
He didn't think Chunwu and the other person would be that foolish.
"Him? He relies entirely on the power given to him, and in the end, he will only be abandoned. I am different from my father; our will is—"
“Zewu.” Venerable Chunwu frowned and warned.
The excited Immortal Lord Zewu was taken aback, frowned and restrained himself, reverting to his usual gentle and hypocritical demeanor.
His emotions seemed to be getting increasingly out of control.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'm just using their power to do something great," Venerable Chunwu said with a smile, like a benevolent elder.
There's no need to kill them; leave them to grovel at their feet.
How interesting!
Venerable Chunwu held the translucent crystal in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, terrifying and powerful Yin ghost energy instantly attacked Song Siyao.
Wu Ling was taken aback and quickly caught up to try to stop him.
This time, the enormous horde of ghosts devoured the dissipated ghostly energy.
However, the ghostly energy that was fighting with him gave him a barely perceptible push.
Xiao Tuan's ghostly aura froze, completely unable to catch up with her father's power.
How could they possibly withstand the full force of an attack from someone undergoing tribulation and ascending to immortality?
Song Siyao ascended into the vast sea, and then swiftly retreated with his fleeting life.
Everyone only saw a flash before their eyes, and the ghost and the human had already exchanged blows.
“Wu Gan, Yin Qi enters the body.”
Venerable Chunwu smiled and gave his instructions, while nodding to his son at the same time.
Immortal Lord Zewu nodded, the strange fire in his hand burning joyfully.
He raised his hand and lifted the strange fire upwards.
The cultivators of Wutong Mountain, who had been hiding in various places, suddenly felt a burning pain from the strange fire planted in their bodies the moment it rose into the sky.
It gave almost no chance to react, burning to ashes in the next instant, turning cultivators into nourishment, while the strange fire in Zewu Immortal Lord's hand grew several times larger.
Ningxi watched from a distance, a chill spreading through her body.
He pressed his hand to his chest, the spot where the strange fire had been planted.
He was not abandoned.
But Ningxi did not dare to make any rash moves.
Lurking beneath a pile of ruins, he watched the two groups of people with a sinister gaze.
As for Song Siyao, Gui Qi had no intention of fighting her at all.
Wu Gan's ghostly aura coiled around Song Siyao's calves.
The father and son felt reassured.
"Dissolve the barrier."
Seeing Song Siyao's dazed expression, Zewu Immortal Lord smiled and put away the barrier around Wutong Mountain.
"Ah Yao—"
"Little sister, what's wrong!"
Song Tingwan and the others rushed over, but were blocked by the ghostly energy barrier. No matter how hard Shen Zhuochuan stabbed, he couldn't break through it.
Wu Ling drifted over from a distance, muttering hesitantly, "Oh no."
Everyone turned to look.
He transformed into human form.
“When she crossed the Blood Pool, I told her that she had better not let the Yin energy enter her body.”
However, when his father gently stopped him just now, did he regain some consciousness?
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