System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Purple Emperor God King suddenly let out a soft exclamation. His divine sense spread out like a glass mirror and precisely locked onto the center of the battlefield—the demon covered in the dragon-patterned armor of the Emperor Weapon, who was facing off against the azure divine dragon surrounded by celestial water spiritual streams. The faint light emanating from the collision of the dragon scales and armor patterns even caused ripples in the void.

"Heh, interesting." Zi Chen's lips curled into a faint smile, and his divine king aura quietly subsided. "This little girl, Xia Jiuyou, actually managed to simplify the Domain-Suppressing Flame Dragon Formation to this extent, and even used the Primordial Spirit Avatar Secret Technique to drive it in battle single-handedly?"

"This generation of young people is more promising than my generation and the one from the Jueqing generation," he muttered to himself, a hint of interest flashing in his golden eyes. "It's been a long time since I've watched the younger generation spar, and it's quite interesting to see."

In the blink of an eye, the scene in his divine vision suddenly changed—the demon covered in dragon-patterned armor gripped the ferocious crescent scythe, his figure disappearing into the void like ink merging into a cold pool, without even a trace of demonic aura leaking out.

Zi Chen possessed the divine power of "Eyes That See Through the Path," making the demon's escape route impossible to conceal in his eyes. However, Xia Jiuyou, who had transformed into the Heavenly Water Dragon, could only turn his dragon head blankly, his golden dragon eyes filled with vigilance.

"What a pity, what a pity." Zi Chen shook his head slightly. The God King's vision had already seen through the outcome of the battle. "The demon was originally restrained by the Flame Dragon Formation, but this girl obtained the Yao Guang Emperor Weapon Dragon Pattern Armor. The holy light protected her and isolated her aura, so Xia Jiuyou's last advantage was also gone."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the battlefield turned into a one-sided, crushing defeat.

The armored demon moved through the void with lightning speed, each appearance accompanied by a sharp whistling sound that seemed to tear the sky apart—a black scythe slashed across, creating a bottomless chasm in the void, precisely striking the gaps in the scales of the Heavenly Water Dragon.

The blue scales on the dragon's neck shattered instantly, and the fragments of armor, along with the blue spiritual energy, splashed out, drawing several shrill arcs in the void.

At first, Xia Jiuyou was able to drive the dragon to swing its tail and block, and the dragon claws formed by the cyan spiritual energy slapped the void again and again, trying to force out the demon's whereabouts.

However, Qiu Zixian's attacks became faster and faster, and the angles of her scythe slashes became more and more cunning. Sometimes she would attack the dragon's head seven inches away, and sometimes she would slash at the dragon's tail joints. The dragon's huge body suffered heavy damage one after another, and the source of the spiritual energy flowing beneath the peeling dragon scales was exposed.

Xia Jiuyou gritted her teeth, constantly expending a large amount of magic power to repair her dragon body. Her face, hidden beneath her white fairy feather robe, gradually lost its color.

Once or twice, she could grit her teeth and endure it; but after ten or a hundred times, her magical power was depleted like a burst dam, and even her fingertips began to tremble. Those three elusive demonic cultivators, like a malignant tumor, clung to the divine dragon, and no matter how much she revealed her trump cards, she still couldn't find an opportunity to retaliate.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Xia Jiuyou's roar erupted from the dragon's head, filled with hysterical madness. She was unwilling—unwilling to be defeated by the three paths of demonic cultivation she had abandoned years ago, and even more unwilling to lose to her "primordial spirit clone"!

However, the principle of mutual restraint between the great principles is utterly illogical.

The fierce power of the Heavenly Water Spirit Flow, when encountering the unpredictable nature of the three paths of demonic cultivation, is like a boulder crashing into cotton wool, unable to find a point of leverage.

Driven to the brink of despair, Xia Jiuyou suddenly opened his vertical eye between his brows, and purple-red divine light shot out indiscriminately into the surrounding void like a torrential rain. Wherever the divine light passed, the void crackled, but it didn't even touch the hem of the demon's clothes.

Such astonishing combat power has long surpassed the comprehension of all the holy sons and goddesses on Immortal Mountain Square.

Many people turned pale and subconsciously took a half step back—if their own strengths were countered by the enemy, wouldn't they also be crushed like this?

The murmurs in the square completely disappeared, leaving only the piercing sound of armor shattering on the battlefield.

Xia Jiuyou's relentless attacks quickly exhausted his last bit of magical power. The Heavenly Water Divine Dragon's movements gradually slowed, and the divine light in its golden dragon eyes began to dissipate. The demon hidden in the void had been waiting for this very moment!