Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Without hesitation, Bai Ling raised the holy sword in her hand, and platinum flames flowed from her body like water, pouring into the light sword.

The pale gold on the light machine was gradually replaced by a pure white.

The old man felt a jolt throughout his body, and the spiritual energy within him seemed to boil over along with the appearance of the light spiritual energy.

With ghostly flames flickering in his eyes, the old man uttered a series of difficult-to-understand incantations.

With a wave of the Bone Scepter at Bai Ling, countless skeletons shattered instantly, and the black bones fused together, gradually forming an extremely large black skeleton.

Skeleton King, a powerful combo undead summon.

After it appeared, it roared and slashed at Bai Ling with a black cleaver that was ten feet tall.

Long Haochen had a bad feeling. He strode forward, stood in front of his sister, and released the Guardian Knight's exclusive skill, Divine Defense Parry.

With a deafening crash, the spiritual energy shield on Long Haochen's body was shattered by the black cleaver, and his body was forced to retreat uncontrollably.

Fortunately, Bai Ling reacted quickly, reaching out to grab Long Haochen's arm and then casting a protective shield around him.

The aura of light and spiritual energy affected the black cleaver held by the Skeleton King, causing cracks to appear on it.

Seeing this, the old man was very displeased. His eyes, which were blazing with ghostly fire, were filled with resentment. "Ignorant humans, get out of here!"

A hint of annoyance flashed in Bai Ling's eyes. She clearly knew that these living dead floating in mid-air were similar to summoners from the Soul Temple.

Dragging it out for too long is not a good thing for her, Long Haochen, or Haoyue, who is resting and recuperating in the cave.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ling gestured for Long Haochen to stand back. The golden patterns on her forehead slowly lit up, turning into a layer of faint golden light that enveloped her body.

She gave the old man a deep look, and the golden light faded.

In the next instant, Bai Ling's body instantly expanded to the size of the Skeleton King, and her peak seventh-level spiritual power successfully broke through to the eighth level.

In an instant, she flew into the air, the tip of her holy sword pointing at the old man's heart. "It's time to end this."

The old man's eyes widened instantly, and he exclaimed, "Impossible! An eighth-order light element human could not possibly appear in this world!"

"Skeleton King, I command you, kill her!"

Upon hearing the old man's command, even though there was some fear in the Skeleton King's eyes, it still raised its black cleaver and slashed fiercely.

At the same time, ghostly flames flickered in the eyes of the old man standing behind the summoned creature, and a jet-black light fell from the staff onto the Skeleton King.

Instantly, the Skeleton King's bones became even darker, and its powerful aura caused Long Haochen behind him to catch his breath.

There was a bang.

The black cleaver slashed fiercely at the holy sword.

The white flames clinging to the surface of the holy sword, like food offered to them, rushed to the Skeleton King and devoured the black spiritual power within him.

Before long, black and white flames covered the Skeleton King's entire body.

Immediately afterwards, the summon that had merged with all the skeletons on the ground collapsed with a crash.

The old man in the air spat out a mouthful of foul-smelling blood, a look of terror appearing on his withered face.

The light attribute that this human possessed terrified him; he seemed unable to complete his mission.

"impossible!"

The old man raised his scepter and, unwilling to give up, released all his dark spiritual power. Unfortunately, Bai Ling was too fast, faster than the old man had imagined.

The pure white lightsaber, like a shooting star, hurtled straight towards the old man.

The Holy Light attribute is very effective against undead creatures, not to mention that the White Spirits have already become enormous.

The lightsaber she threw was several times larger than the emaciated old man.

Therefore, the old man, whose body was filled with the aura of the dead, was pierced through by the holy sword and fell straight down.

He fell right on the flat ground below the cave.

As the old man lost his fighting ability, the undead army that had been summoned from afar turned into yellow sand and returned to the depths of the earth, awaiting the summons of a new master.

Long Haochen glanced around to make sure there were no more enemies nearby, then decisively used his shield as a skateboard and jumped off the cliff.

When he reached the dying old man, Bai Ling also put away the ribbon and stood beside him.

"You deserve to die, you all deserve to die."

Clearly, the old man couldn't accept the fact that he was inferior in skill, and the frequency of the will-o'-the-wisp in his eyes changed from fast to slow.

Suddenly, he let out a scream.

Bai Ling frowned, and a beam of light the size of a thread pierced through the old man's brow. "You talk too much nonsense."

The old man's desperate shouts came to an abrupt end.

Bai Ling's luminous spiritual power corrupted the vengeful aura within him, and cracks carrying white light instantly covered his entire body.

Finally, the white light converged and erased his life.

The old man's death brought about a different kind of change to this dark world.

At least, the sky is no longer pitch black.

The magical elements flowing in the air also quieted down, no longer giving people the feeling that they were difficult to approach or that absorbing them would easily affect their mood.

Long Haochen exhaled a breath of stale air and looked at Bai Ling with great joy, "Sister, does this mean that Haoyue will no longer be attacked by enemies in this world?"

Bai Ling shook her head and glanced down at the light-enhancing items she had on her body that she could probably use for about ten more minutes.

"The world Haoyue lives in is dangerous, and it is not the only one that wants to kill Haoyue."

Just then, a deep, resonant roar suddenly rang out, and Haoyue ran out of the cave, rushed down the cliff, and clung tightly to Long Haochen's side.

A warm current surged from her body, and Bai Ling glanced thoughtfully at Hao Yue.

Just how much spiritual energy was contained in the rocky mountain that this guy devoured in one go?

Even though Haoyue had already grown a third head ahead of time to help her younger brother Long Haochen break through to the fourth rank, it only consumed one-tenth of her power.

So terrifying.

Another roar rang out.

Long Haochen felt a lightness throughout his body, and a burning sensation emanated from his forehead, while everything around him turned into a strange purple.

A world of black and fire, shimmering with purple light.

Bai Ling looked at Long Haochen, whose eyes were filled with purple and who was standing there in a daze, and sighed, "Alas, divine retribution is cruel."

Almost the instant she sighed, a chilling voice suddenly rang out, "Os..."

The moment the sound appeared, the slightly brighter sky returned to its initial darkness.

On the ground, the flowing lava disappeared instantly, and the temperature changed from summer to winter.

As Bai Ling tilted her head, an ancient book exuding an aura of mystery appeared in her hand.

This is a pseudo-magical book left behind by the Archmage Merlin, the closest thing to a true divine artifact, and a gift given to her by the Magic Temple after much consideration.

Another deep, resonant voice rang out, "We're not too late. There are two humans standing next to the scourge, their bodies radiating an aura of light."