I've spread the Heaven and Earth realms throughout the God-Slaying World.

On the other side, the Guangli King's Palace in the South China Sea.

Ao Qin stared at the twisted tentacles, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Cthulhu, you really are an unkillable cockroach. The array set up by that master for more than two thousand years has not been able to wear you down."

Cthulhu spoke with a cold laugh.

"A mere formation? He's so naive to think he can obliterate me with the Origin of Return to Nothingness! And you, Ao Qin, you dragons are all the same, always wanting to play the hero."

"More than two thousand years have passed, and besides you, who else in your dragon race...??(???*) Hahahahahahahahaha!"

"The entire race is almost extinct!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Qin's brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

"The affairs of the dragon race are none of your business, you outsider. The other dragon kings of Great Xia will return from their reincarnations, and besides..."

Ao Qin looked in a certain direction and said nothing more.

He then took a deep breath and slowly stretched out his hands. The red dragon's body seemed to sense his call and suddenly rushed towards him.

The moment the two came into contact, a dazzling light erupted once more, so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it.

As the light gradually faded, Ao Qin's reincarnated body had merged with the Crimson Dragon, its red brocade base resembling a burning flame.

At that moment, his attire transformed into a magnificent dragon robe.

The ocean currents surged, and the faint sound of a dragon's roar echoed through the air.

Ao Qin suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing like lightning. He looked up and let out a high-pitched dragon roar.

It pierced through the void, shaking heaven and earth.

"Come and fight!"

Do you think I'm afraid of you?

Cthulhu's countless slimy tentacles danced wildly, like a madman, desperately tearing at the Pinghai Divine Needle deeply embedded in his head.

He was once at the peak of the supreme god realm.

Even though its strength was reduced due to the formation, it still possessed the power of a main god after its divinity returned.

Once this final eye-suppressing technique is removed, dealing with Ao Qin will be a piece of cake.

But while the imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel.

"How is this possible? It can't be pulled out!?"

The tentacles, like giant pythons, coiled around the Pinghai Divine Needle, pulling hard and making a teeth-grinding friction sound.

Each tentacle unleashed astonishing power, as if to tear the entire world apart. Yet, the Divine Needle of the Sea trembled only slightly, as if mocking Cthulhu's futile efforts.

The aura of chaos reappeared.

The enormous needle, aided by the chaotic energy, remained firmly embedded in Cthulhu's head, as solid as a rock, showing no sign of being pulled out.

"The Sea-Calming Needle can quell the storms in the South China Sea, and with the Returning Void Origin, do you really think you can escape this predicament?"

"That lord had long suspected that you might have some kind of backup plan, otherwise he wouldn't have ordered me to move the Dragon Palace into the Ruins of Return, hehe!"

"The origin of Guixu is within Guixu itself; at least you can't touch it!"

As he took a deep breath, a storm brewed in Ao Qin's eyes. "Die!"

Looking at the sky-covering dragon claw so close at hand.

A resolute glint flashed in Cthulhu's enormous eyes.

"I am the Lord of the Snail Annihilation!"

He let out a deafening roar that seemed to pierce through the endless void, then forcefully moved his head, causing his enormous body to shake violently.

Where the Divine Needle of the Sea rubbed against Cthulhu's head, blood and flesh flew everywhere, a truly horrific scene.

Large swaths of black blood rained down like a storm, turning everything around into a terrifying black.

Ignoring the excruciating pain, Cthulhu forcefully slashed across the Sea-Suppressing Needle.

Every step forward was accompanied by unimaginable pain and enormous exhaustion, but it seemed to be driven by a crazy obsession, desperately wanting to break free from its constraints.

"how?"

Ao Qin's face darkened. Cthulhu had actually managed to slide out smoothly despite the brainstem deficiency.

"But how much strength do you have left now?"

The battle is about to break out.

Ao Qin made the first move, and with a sudden wave of his hand, a dazzling dragon breath rushed towards Cthulhu like a surging torrent of fire.

"Dealing with someone like you at the peak of the demigod realm is more than enough!"

Cthulhu's tentacles immediately met the dragon's breath, colliding violently and creating a deafening explosion. Sparks flew, and powerful energy waves spread wildly in all directions, causing the void to tremble.

Cthulhu roared and several tentacles shot towards Ao Qin with lightning speed.

Ao Qin nimbly dodged, his dragon robe fluttering in the wind.

He then waved his hands, and powerful beams of magical light shot out, striking the tentacles and repelling them.

However, Cthulhu's tentacles seemed endless, launching relentless and ferocious attacks.

.........

Lynn sat there like an observer, watching the show with her radiant beauty.

"Spit it out." (Eating sunflower seeds)

I guess I won't need to do it myself anymore!

"Mr. Lynn, thank you for your help," Ao Qin whispered as Cthulhu charged up his ultimate attack.

"Touch...the real backup plan."

Lynn: (???)?

There's a backup plan! No, how would I know where the backup plan is?

Okay, it's possible they could know.

Beneath the Eye of Horus, several faint golden threads were shooting out from above the Sea-Smoothing Needle, forming a spiderweb-like center.

Lynn lifted his foot, and the previous formation had disappeared.

"Explosive Foot!"

Lynn instantly teleported to the Sea-Pacifying Needle, where the sphere filled with chaotic energy was clearly visible.

"Naro, can you see what's inside?"

"Mommy, I can't see clearly, but there must be something good inside, Naro."

Surely Mr. Zhaoming wouldn't harm himself?

After a slight hesitation, Lynn slowly extended his hand.

The moment his hand touched that chaotic aura, the powerful chaotic aura suddenly enveloped him like a surging tide.

Lynn felt a pang of anxiety, but quickly regained her composure.

As the chaotic aura gradually dissipated, the scene inside came into view, and it was...

An egg!?

The dragon egg hung there quietly.

It is much larger than a regular egg, and its shell is a deep, inky black, like an endless night sky.

But upon closer inspection, one can see that there are purple-gold patterns evolving on the surface of the eggshell.

A chaotic aura enveloped everything gently, like a thin veil, flowing slowly as if it possessed its own life.

"Mr. Zhaoming, is this your eldest son?"

Lynn complained, "You want me to hatch it? But... all I know how to make is fried rice!"

"The kind with scallions, ham, and ginger!"