The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

Unable to break through his defenses, Yin Yingzi immediately changed tactics, shouting, "Abandon attacking him! Focus all your efforts on breaking the seal and helping Father Emperor escape!"

Zhao Yucheng immediately accepted the order and, without hesitation, turned all his attacks toward the void surrounding the Black Pool, where there was an invisible sealing barrier.

Yin Ling'er turned her gaze to Zhao Guo'an again, but Zhao Guo'an ignored her completely.

When she met her mother's unquestionable, icy gaze again, she finally did as she was told and unleashed her power into the black pool.

With the addition of these three external forces, Blackpool seemed to be ignited by a scalding fire, and it boiled over completely!

The viscous black liquid churned violently, bubbling up huge bubbles. When they burst, they no longer made a screeching sound, but rather a deep roar like that of a prehistoric beast!

Inside the pool, the previously muffled groans became clearer, filled with an uncontrollable ecstasy.

Immediately afterwards, a hoarse voice, yet filled with endless evil and temptation, echoed throughout the cave: "Sakura! My good daughter! Yes! That's it! Increase the force! This damned seal... is about to break! Hurry!"

"Yes! Father!" Yin Yingzi was overjoyed upon hearing this, her face radiating fervent light. She didn't hesitate to burn her essence blood, injecting even more black energy into the pool.

Zhao Shun's expression changed drastically. He could clearly feel the tremors coming from the depths of the earth beneath his feet growing stronger and stronger, and the power of the seal was rapidly dissipating.

He used almost all the strength he had left, squeezing every last bit of spiritual power from his dantian, and the golden light screen lit up again in an attempt to reverse the decline.

But that light, like the afterglow of the setting sun, carried a tragic and poignant beauty.

"Yin Yingzi!" Zhao Shun's voice was hoarse and weary, yet still firm: "I'm giving you this final warning!"

The thing inside isn't your father, Zhao Tian, ​​at all! It's just a wisp of ancient demonic thought that invaded your father's body and devoured his remnant soul!

It will only bring destruction and disaster! Don't make the same mistake again! It's not too late to turn back!

"Sakura! Don't believe his nonsense!" The demonic thought in the pool roared immediately, its voice filled with urgency and seduction.

"Quick! Quickly rescue Father! As long as you rescue me, Father will grant you any wish to kill which of Zhao Shun's descendants you want to vent your anger!"

Your father can also bestow upon you unparalleled immortal power, allowing you to remain forever young and become even stronger and more beautiful!

At that time, you can choose any man in the world! As for that old bastard Zhao Shun, Father Emperor has crippled his cultivation.

"Let him be your servant, watching you live a carefree and happy life every day, wouldn't that be wonderful? Hahaha!" The demonic thought let out a wild and triumphant laugh, painting a picture of a future that would lead to depravity.

Yin Yingzi's fervor intensified, clearly deeply moved by the promise of the demonic thought.

Without further hesitation, she launched an even more swift attack.

Just as the situation in the Dark Land was extremely critical, the roar of propellers came from the sky outside the South China Sea.

Xiao Xizi's helicopter slowly landed on a relatively flat open space at the edge of the island.

The hatch opened, and several figures stepped out.

It was Zhao Haoxuan and Wang Xinyao, Yin Zhizi and Yin Pingan, and Yin Xiaobao, who was sleeping soundly on Yin Pingan's back.

For several days and nights in a row, Zhao Haoxuan, Wang Xinyao, and Xiao Xizi took turns piloting the helicopter.

And it was only through Zhao Haoxuan's unique perception of wind and air that the group was able to cross the vast ocean and finally reach the island.

The long journey had left everyone looking exhausted.

"Finally arrived..." Wang Xinyao took a deep breath of the salty sea breeze and stretched her stiff limbs.

Her gaze swept across the unfamiliar island before her, lush with vegetation and undulating terrain.

"Brother Zhao, do you think that dark place is really here?"

Zhao Haoxuan did not answer immediately. He closed his eyes and stood quietly, as if sensing something.

His spiritual energy has a unique attribute, making him exceptionally sensitive to the flow of energy.

A moment later, he opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly: "The island is very large, and the atmosphere is complex."

But I could vaguely sense a very subtle, yet extremely unsettling, dark energy emanating from deep within the island…

It was very faint, but it definitely existed; unfortunately, I couldn't detect its direction.

There was a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

The island was much larger than they had imagined, with deep forests and crisscrossing ravines.

Trying to find a deliberately hidden entrance here is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

After a day and a night, the group still couldn't find a suitable place.

This made Zhao Haoxuan feel powerless, and he even began to doubt whether the guidance from the unseen world was accurate.

Yin Zhizi gazed at the sea before her, her eyes revealing a complex expression of reminiscence and pain.

After a long while, she slowly spoke in a slightly hoarse voice: "I... when I was eight years old, I vaguely remember my eldest sister, no, it was Yin Yingzi..."

She had once casually mentioned… the entrance to the Dark Lands, its features very distinctive… it was extremely damp, and… the surrounding trees were all black.”

"Damp...and the trees are black?" Zhao Haoxuan caught these two key pieces of information and his spirits lifted. "This is a very important clue! Let's search deeper into the island, where the humidity is even higher!"

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately perked up and began a thorough search of the island's interior, using the helicopter landing point as the center.

The island is entangled with vines, making the paths difficult to discern.

Yin Pingan handed Xiao Bao to Wang Xinyao and carefully walked in front, using the machete he carried to cut through the thorns blocking his way.

Wang Xinyao is extremely meticulous and constantly observes her surroundings.

Zhao Haoxuan would stop from time to time, closing his eyes to sense the faint, elusive aura of darkness.

After searching for nearly two hours, they still found nothing.

Just as everyone was feeling a bit discouraged, Wang Xinyao suddenly stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary rock wall.

"Brother Zhao, come and look here!" She squatted down and pointed to the bottom of the rock wall.

The crowd gathered around.

There, lush ferns grew.

But upon closer inspection, one can find traces of an extremely narrow path, deliberately disguised with vines and gravel.

A newly planted sapling next to it had its stem broken off by human hands, and the cut was still very fresh.