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When the palm stained with the blood of the Azure Dragon was pressed on the Xuanwu heavy water, a desolate dragon roar suddenly sounded throughout the sea.

The moment the four-colored light pillars shot up into the sky, the broken Luoshu inscriptions suddenly turned into a golden torrent, like a ferocious beast, roaring and surrounding the demon king Wuzhiqi.

Wu Zhiqi looked on with horror as the golden torrent completely submerged him.

"White Tiger Technique: Killing Field!"

At the moment when Wuzhiqi was submerged, a cold and majestic voice sounded.

This was Bai Yanxiu's voice. With the help of White Tiger Star Lord's three thousand years of cultivation, he displayed the ultimate skill of the White Tiger clan - the killing field.

"Do not!!"

Wuzhiqi let out one last shrill scream, which echoed throughout the entire sea, as if it was his fear and despair of death.

However, his screams did not change anything.

The next moment, all the demonic blood in Wuzhiqi's body suddenly solidified into ice, and ice crystals covered his body, making him look like a lifelike ice sculpture, emitting a biting chill.

This is exactly the characteristic of the killing field. The Gengjin evil energy it transforms into is freezing time and space, trapping Wuzhiqi in this moment.

At the same time, Lin Yushang also launched her attack.

"Lihuo Fentian!"

With her delicate cry, the three-hundred-foot-long Vermillion Bird's tail feathers pierced through Wuzhiqi's nine demon pills like a burning rocket.

The demon pill was already covered with cracks, and the blood-colored cracks were even more obvious.

Lin Yuchang's Nanming Lihuo burned along the cracks into the depths of Wuzhiqi's demon soul.

The collision of ice and fire made no sound, but in this silence it displayed an extreme destructive power.

They intertwined and devoured each other, complemented each other, and together forced the demon king Wuzhiqi into a desperate situation.

"The four symbols return to their positions, and heaven and earth will be punished together!"

Amid Bai Ze's roar, the incomplete Luoshu inscription on Xuanwu's huge tortoise shell suddenly burst into golden light and merged perfectly with the Four Symbols Seal.

Wuzhiqi's swollen demon body began to disintegrate.

Every piece of flesh and blood seemed to have been drained of its vitality. It quickly withered and cracked, turning into countless black sands of the Huai River and falling into the deep sea.

"How can I......"

Wuzhiqi let out a last unwilling roar, but his voice had become extremely weak, like a candle in the wind.

However, just when his body was about to completely collapse, his last remaining snake head suddenly opened its bloody mouth as if it had a last burst of energy.

A thick and sickening aura of the Nine Netherworld gushed out of his mouth, and in the center of this aura was a demon pill covered in cracks!

This demon pill was obviously Wuzhiqi's last source of strength. He tried his best to send out the demon pill in a final struggle.

However, before this cracked demon pill could fly three feet, it was bitten by the suddenly appearing blue dragon phantom.

It’s the Eastern Azure Dragon!!!

The blood-soaked Dongfang Qinglong was hovering above his father's body, holding the magic pill in his mouth and continuously making dragon roars.

It sounds like crying, like wailing.

The Dongfang Qinglong at this moment no longer had his original youthful appearance.

A bright pearl formed from the blood of the Azure Dragon was suspended between his dragon horns. Each of his dragon scales reflected the flow of the star map, and his broken claws were regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the secret technique of "Blue Dragon Shedding Scales" that Dongfang Yao used his last bit of strength to open for him.

This was the last inheritance his father passed on to him, allowing him to transform directly into an adult dragon when he was still a child.

Looking at his father's body which had been drained of blood, Dongfang Qinglong wailed continuously. With a "crack", the demon pill shattered completely.

When Wuzhiqi's last roar dissipated in the salty sea breeze, the whole world seemed to stop at that moment.

After a moment's silence, the broken sky seemed to be torn open by an invisible hand, and countless stars poured down.

The starlight seemed to be guided by some force, and every drop accurately hit the sea area eroded by evil spirit.

In an instant, the starlight and demonic energy collided violently, making a series of roars.

The surging black tide began to surge violently under the impact of the starlight.

As time went by, the black tide was gradually swallowed by the starlight and eventually purified into blue waves.

"It's done..."

Bai Ze muttered to himself, his voice sounding particularly weak on the vast sea.

Before he could finish his words, his body seemed to have lost support, and he staggered forward and fell heavily on the back of the Xuanwu phantom.

Light golden blood continuously oozed out of his seven orifices. The blood flowed down his cheeks and splashed tiny blood flowers on the sea surface.

Bai Ze's gaze slowly moved towards the sea, where some moon-white fragments of battle robes were floating. These fragments rose and fell in the waves, as if telling of their former glory.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and caught one of the blood-stained pieces of tiger armor.

The blood on the remaining armor had dried up and turned a dark red.

Bai Ze could still feel the residual temperature on it - it was the only relic left after Bai Yanxiu burned his soul.

"Daddy...Mother..."

Suddenly, a shrill howl broke the silence of the sea.

That was Lin Zhuque's cry, like the cuckoo's cry of blood, which made people cry when they heard it.

Lin Baihu stared blankly at the Vermillion Bird Hairpin in his hand. He had never thought that there would be a day when he would lose both his father and mother at the same time.

When his mother and Father Dongfang disappeared, he had been worried and sad, but he had never despaired.

When his father disappeared in order to protect them and find his mother, he was worried, but he was more strong.

Because he understood his duty as a brother. He was the older brother, so he had to be strong for his younger sister and brother.

And today, right before his eyes… he witnessed his father, mother, and an uncle who was exactly like his father, pass away together.

His own incompetence stung his soul.

"Mother..."

"White Tiger, take care of yourself..."

With tears in his eyes and the wailing of his younger brother and sister-in-law ringing in his ears, Lin Baihu seemed to see the gentle back of his mother Lin Yuchang, who was admonishing him with every word, and his heart was filled with tears...

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Thousands of miles away, above Aotian City.

The 100,000 demon soldiers who were besieging the city defense formation suddenly became collectively frozen.

The Nine Netherworld Curse Seals on their foreheads collapsed at the same time and dissipated into black smoke.

The monsters that had lost the control of the Demon King looked around in confusion, and in the shocked gazes of the monks guarding the city, they fled like a receding tide.

"Look in the direction of Luo River!" A sudden cry came from the watchtower on the city wall.

Lin Yanbin, covered in blood, leaned against the city wall and looked out, only to see four-colored rays of light rising from the end of the sky.

In the rosy glow, one can vaguely see the magnificent visions of the White Tiger treading on the stars, the Vermillion Bird burning the sky, the Black Tortoise calming the sea, and the Azure Dragon holding a pearl.

The moment the fleeing monsters were swept by the rosy glow, they turned into crystal clear spiritual energy and fed back to the earth.