Bai Wu remained high in the clouds, watching the fearless demon cultivators rush towards the white bones emerging from the crimson water.

Despite Bai Wu's warning, these powerful demons were still hesitant and observing.

However, with Li Zheng taking the lead, the ambitious demon cultivators were afraid that if they were a step too late, the enormous benefits would be snatched away by others.

Hua Zhong had reverted to her original form, and muttered dejectedly, "Wrong, wrong."

He could even hear the heavy breathing of the colossal creature buried beneath the Blood Abyss.

The Zhulong, which has lived for tens of thousands of years and is decaying but not dead, possesses immense power.

These demon cultivators were blinded by greed and dared to try to dismantle the dragon bones of the Candle Dragon!

Fortunately, there are also calm and collected great demons.

For example, the chief of the Sanqing tribe prided himself on being a descendant of the divine bird Qingluan and disdained to do such despicable things.

The cunning demon envoy of Fuyu City, seeing that Bai Wu's claim of running away was true, suppressed his restless thoughts and flew up to a high place to continue observing.

The chieftain of the Xuan Turtle Clan was simply a step slower by nature.

This slowed-down step allowed the Xuan Turtle Clan Chief to notice the surging crimson water in the Blood Abyss.

Xuan Turtle is a water creature, and its nature is water. If it sees something unusual about the Red Water, why would it approach it willingly?

The calm waters of Chishui were brewing a huge storm, constantly washing over the dragon bones emerging from the water.

Some powerful demons, intimidated by the Red River's obstruction, even knew to retreat a little.

Li Zheng's eyes turned completely red. He condensed demonic power in his hand and summoned a bright green demonic blade that was half the height of a person.

He infused his demonic energy and slashed straight at the bare rib of the Candle Dragon that was exposed on the water's surface.

The demonic blade struck the dragon bone, unleashing a burst of intense green light.

Seeing that Li Zheng had already made his move, other demon cultivators, not wanting to be outdone, unleashed their full array of martial arts techniques, targeting different parts of the dragon's bones.

The demon cultivators watching were all nervously waiting to see if Li Zheng could successfully chop off the dragon bone.

They were so focused on watching that they didn't notice the once surging red water had returned to calm, and the dragon bones in the red water seemed to have had time stopped and were no longer moving.

They didn't even notice that the mutated monsters on both sides of the Blood Abyss were fleeing for their lives into the distance.

They disregarded flatlands and valleys, grassy areas and forests, rushing forward recklessly over obstacles, trampling and killing countless people and raising clouds of dust.

Soon, the greed on Li Zheng and the others' faces turned into fear.

The sharp weapons they wielded, which they were so proud of reaping countless lives, didn't even leave a scratch on the hard, white dragon bones.

They finally regretted it and, one by one, tried in terror to retreat back to the shore.

But it was too late.

The crimson water in the Blood Abyss instantly reversed course, sweeping all the demon cultivators who were still above the Blood Abyss into the crimson water.

The flowing red water, like a snake or a dragon, seemed to be guided as it flowed towards the sky.

Those powerful demons who were swallowed by the Red River and who usually swaggered around disappeared into the Red River without even making a sound.

The demon cultivators who were still observing changed their expressions when they saw the crimson water that resembled the Milky Way in the heavens.

No one dared to explore the Candle Dragon beneath the Red River anymore, fearing that if they were too slow, they would be swallowed alive by the Red River.

However, they hadn't run very far when a terrifying pressure began to spread outwards from Chishui.

All the demon cultivators were pinned to the spot and unable to move. Even Bai Wu and the others, who had been in the heavens for a long time, were forced to fall from the sky by this oppressive force.

The land on both sides of the Blood Abyss cracked inch by inch, and the next moment, a terrifying dragon roar that resounded throughout the heavens and earth was heard.

Within the Blood Abyss, a dragon, reduced to nothing but white bones, meanders for thousands of miles, piercing through the Blood Abyss and soaring straight to the heavens!

The demons watched in disbelief as the Candle Dragon emerged from the Blood Abyss.

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, the Candle Dragon, stripped of its scales and flesh, soared proudly into the azure sky.

She was nothing but bones, yet her figure remained strong and proud.

The light from her mouth illuminated the Blood Abyss of Ziya, outshining the sun and moon. The resentment and darkness in the Candle Dragon Domain were gradually dispelled, revealing its true nature.

Bai Wu's face was pale. She dared to say that none of the demon cultivators present, regardless of their original forms, would be enough for Zhulong to swallow whole.

"Wait, there seems to be someone on the candlestick!"

Someone shouted something, and all the demon cultivators turned their gaze to the top of Zhulong's head.

The Candle Dragon is so large that it is almost invisible unless you look closely.

However, when the demons gathered their demonic power and looked at the head of the Candle Dragon, they discovered that there really was someone on the top of the Candle Dragon's head!

She was a slender young girl, her clothes fluttering, carrying a sword on her back, breaking through the shackles of heaven and earth, basking in the light of the Candle Dragon, hazy like a fairy in a painting above the nine heavens.

"Who is that?"

"Wait a minute, he looks a bit like one of the juniors from those cultivation sects."

"What?! They actually subdued the Candle Dragon?!"

This speculation caused all the demon cultivators to change their expressions, and they all began to recall whether they had ever looked down on these human cultivators before.

Bai Wu was secretly relieved for her wise decision.

These cultivators were brought by Li Ji.

She always treated these people with good food and drink and with courtesy, and never did anything impolite.

The azure sky stretched out like a ribbon, and the scenery of heaven and earth seemed to be spread out before one's eyes. The demon cultivators left behind by the Candle Dragon could no longer be seen.

Standing on the dragon's skull, Yun Yici, after the initial shock, saw such a beautiful sight and felt that the future was within his grasp, his heart filled with boundless pride.

She took a deep breath and said to the Candle Dragon beneath her, "Senior Candle Dragon, you don't need to do this. Just put me in your space."

Zhu Jian said happily, "We agreed to fly together. Your swords can't fly that high, can they? If you can't stand steadily, you can sit down."

She regained some strength and was overjoyed to finally see the light of day again.

"I'll go find Xiaoshu; I probably won't be able to hold on much longer."

Yun Yici's expression changed, and she immediately knelt down and touched Zhujian's skull: "What's wrong with not being able to hold on for long?"

Zhu Jian said, "The tree spirit essence of the sapling can restore my vitality, but my body is too large, and that tree spirit essence is not enough for me to grow new flesh and scales."

"Don't worry, I..."

Zhu Jian paused for a moment, then said, "The evil energy on your senior brother's body has been cleansed. Look, I'm fine."

A small ray of light rose from the mouth of the candle.

Seeing that there was no flesh and blood, the ball of light rose from the gap in her skull and stopped in front of Yun Yici.

Yun Yici reached out and took the ball of light, and the pure white rabbit landed perfectly in her hand.

The little rabbit opened her crimson eyes and said earnestly, "Thank you, junior sister, thank you, senior Zhujian."

When Mu Yunjian was placed in the Candle Dragon Fire for purification, he was conscious and heard what Yun Yici and Zhu Jian said.

Upon hearing Mu Yunjian's thanks, Zhu Jian simply said, "If you want to thank someone, thank your junior sister. I originally didn't want to spare your life."

"Don't do anything that she'll regret in the future."

Yun Yici turned her hand, letting the little rabbit in her hand look into the distance: "The world is vast, and there are many things more important than hatred."

Little Rabbit's crimson eyes gazed at the vast landscape beneath the Candle Dragon, her gaze welling with tears unseen by anyone.

He was silent for a moment, then said, "It turns out that being at a high place isn't as good as I thought. The wind is so strong."

"Thank you, junior sister, for holding my hand the whole time."

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