He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Thinking that the plot was finally coming to an end, Leng Huan felt a little excited and clenched his fingers. The sealing sword was formed, and Fu Xun withdrew his power. At this moment, most of his profound energy was used up, and his physical body was a little weak.

He spent another day refining ten Thousand-Thread Snow Lotuses and only felt relieved after consuming a top-grade Spirit-Replenishing Pill. Everyone sat in meditation together, and Leng Huan waited for him to recover.

She thought to herself that this was finally coming to an end. She had been busy for so many years, doing nothing but cultivation and training, and now it was finally coming to an end.

Once everything was settled, she wanted to return to the mortal world and live a carefree life.

Beneath the sky, which exuded an eerie aura, a golden boat stood still, and the people on board looked excitedly at Leng Huan and his companions.

Fu Xun picked up the divine sword, looked at Leng Huan, and lowered his eyebrows. "I'll consecrate the sword first."

After speaking, he activated his spiritual power, and the divine sword soared into the air. With a flash of golden light, it disappeared into the storm. With his divine sense attached to it, he could sense that behind the fierce storm was a cold and ethereal invisible mist. He couldn't see it, but he could feel the stagnant atmosphere.

As they drew closer, not a sound could be heard. Passing through the stagnant air, they discovered a dark, abyss-like crack, no more than a few feet wide.

You can see that golden threads are being eroded by the invisible force; that is the seal. Fu Xun made a hand seal, and the divine sword stood in front of the crack, emitting a bright golden light that dispelled the stagnant, cold aura.

“镇——”

It resonated and connected with the remaining gold threads, and slowly more and more gold threads appeared, and the crack gradually became smaller.

But it quickly came to a stop, and Fu Xun's booming voice echoed throughout the sky, "Divine Seal!"

Leng Huan and the others activated their spiritual power in an instant, and the four divine seals instantly shone with golden light. In a moment, four pillars of light shot into the sky and plunged into the storm.

Under the dark sky, only four pillars of light shone brightly. Leng Huan immediately lost all sense of what was happening, and his spiritual power surged toward the Sea of ​​Divine Seals!

The light emanating from the half-human-sized divine seal enveloped the activator's body, and from a distance, only four golden luminous bodies could be seen.

At this moment, Leng Huan couldn't think of anything else but one thought: to drain her before successfully repairing the seal.

Wang Chen activated his divine seal and his own item at the same time, which could elevate him to the peak of the Mahayana stage. Some people wanted to undergo tribulation, but the aftereffects were more severe, so it wasn't worth it.

Now I share the same idea as Leng Huan: to experience the exhilarating feeling of spiritual energy flowing endlessly.

They all had a mysterious feeling, as if they had communicated with the divine seal. They could even sense that at the end of the four golden lights, with the blessing of the divine seal, the divine sword suddenly shone brightly with golden light, slowly expanding and devouring the invisible stagnant aura in reverse.

The sealing power instantly intensified, and the golden threads grew infinitely, intertwining to form a complete sealing net that repaired the cracks until they completely disappeared. The divine sword then vanished with the golden light and merged into the seal.

The pervasive, invisible aura, having no source of replenishment, began to slowly dissipate under the golden light of the divine seal. The storm vortex also began to slowly cease and gradually dissipate, revealing a sliver of rosy light in the sky.

"Withdraw!" Fu Xun withdrew his hand seal. The others felt the spiritual energy being absorbed slow down and become lighter, and the divine seal suddenly shrank, the golden light disappearing instantly.

The seal is now secure, the rift has been repaired, and monsters can no longer teleport to the Netherworld Sea through the rift.

At this moment, Fu Xun felt the invisible restraint on his body disappear, his whole body felt light, and the white causal lines that were invisible to ordinary people were drawn away from his body.

A faint rumble of thunder echoed in the sky.

"Only one incense stick's time?" Wang Chen clenched his hands in surprise. The effect of his prop hadn't worn off yet, and just in case, he had deliberately chosen a time that would last for a full half hour.

Suddenly, with a "thump," everyone looked over and saw Xie An lying on the ground, covered in cold sweat. Leng Huan paused for a moment, knowing that Xie An was completely drained.

Although it hasn't been completely drained yet, this is about enough.

Fu Xun retrieved several divine seals.

Wang Chen still had a quarter of his strength left. "Fellow Daoist Xie needs to rest. Let's go down quickly and rest on the island."

"This place is not safe to stay for long." Leng Huan was about the same and went to meditate first.

Yanwu and Lianshi escorted them, saying, "You've all worked hard. Take a good rest and leave the rest to us. Now that the seal is secure, the demons have nothing to fear."

Song Kaiyang and Wen Changge stayed by their side, letting them meditate and recover their spiritual energy. The others remained on guard.

Once the storm subsided, the demons waiting outside could also land on the island. Leng Huan and Fu Xun both wanted to wipe out the demons in one fell swoop.

The mainland has been in chaos for so many years, it should be peaceful by now, otherwise how can she go out and enjoy the world?

One day later, on the island.

The island, ravaged by the storm, finally saw the light of day again. Sunlight shone on the sea, but apart from the still scorched earth, there were also... countless menacing demons.

Having regained his spiritual power and even felt a slight increase in his cultivation, Leng Huan looked at the Demon Lord hiding behind the demons and revealed a malicious smile.

It's good to get rid of these two demon lords, leaving the demon race leaderless and without a leader.

Just as he finished thinking this, he heard a voice from the other side: "You all actually defeated the God-Slaying Venerable, we will definitely take revenge..."

and then?

Everyone waited for a long time, and then nothing happened.

The two demon lords have escaped!

The demon army was still besieging the golden boat, but the Demon Lord had vanished without a trace.

Half of them had been killed before, and now the outer demon generals have also begun to retreat, leaving only a few circles of demons near the golden boat.

Leng Huan and the others were amazed.

"Hahaha, the Demon Lord actually ran away." Song Kaiyang hadn't even had time to draw his sword yet. "Fine, let's use these demons to clear the way!"

Without the Demon Lord, these demons are nothing but cannon fodder.

Leng Huan simply plopped back down and continued meditating, letting them meditate on their own.

Even Xie An remained quiet, and the other protectors could finally unleash their full power. The combined power of the three beings and their three transformations was devastating.

Wherever the golden boat passed, it left behind a trail of demon corpses, and many more were reduced to ashes.

The return journey was faster than the journey there; upon arriving back in Xiqi City, the demons had already scattered.

Leng Huan, in the name of the Western Frontier Holy Land, ordered the complete eradication of the demon race across the four continents, while the demons in the Western Frontier Holy Land were also wiped out.

The demons all took a detour, and Leng Huan's Holy City plan finally officially began!

Fu Xun returned the other two divine seals. These things are meant to be passed down and cannot be entirely controlled by one person.

However, the Xuanwu Seal inherited by Feng Mingfei officially fell into Leng Huan's hands, which is equivalent to the inheritance being in the hands of the Holy Clan. Leng Huan's cultivation level was already high, and with the divine seal in hand, the Snow Clan undoubtedly became the leader of the Holy Clan.

"Master of Water Valley, are you sure you want to go back?"

Leng Huan looked at Shui Wuwang. The situation outside was gradually becoming clearer, and the Holy City was under construction in full swing.

"Yes, the Holy Maiden has established herself firmly. I need to return to Beiming to take charge of the overall situation. I will have the disciples who are willing to serve in the Holy City come to serve the Holy Maiden."

"Sacred Snow Valley is a good place, and now is a crucial time for its development. Valley Master can manage it well. You are welcome to come to the Holy City as well. The Snow Clan's Holy City will always welcome everyone. From now on, our Snow Clan will walk openly and honestly in the world."

Holy Snow Valley is still in its growth phase, and Leng Huan won't make them give up their territory. They'll reciprocate, and there won't be any division, after all, they've unified their clan emblem and the Snow Clan's Mystic Seal. They can't possibly disown their ancestors, can they?

The Valley Master bowed respectfully: "The Holy Maiden is the first person to restore our clan. All clansmen will forever remember the Holy Maiden's name, and it will be recorded in the clan annals and passed down forever."

After the Valley Master and the others left, Leng Huan met Leng Feng and the Grand Elder.

"We were right about her!" The First Elder's eyes welled up with tears, his voice trembling with emotion. "The Holy Maiden truly is the pride of our clan. She has fulfilled the clan's expectations and revived our clan. She is... she is the glory of our clan..."

Leng Huan sat solemnly in the magnificent main seat, uttered a few humble words, and asked Leng Feng, "Brother, are you also going back to Beijun?"

Leng Feng nodded: "My father has shouldered responsibilities for so many years. This time he wants to step down and travel. He really wants to come to the Western Regions to see the world. I will go back and take over for him."

“So…” Leng Huan pondered for a moment, “Then you want to support the Leng family of Beijun and take over the position of family head. So, do you want to move your whole family or not? My Holy City is so empty… Beijun is too small. Can you sell your land and come to my Holy City?”

After thinking for a moment, she added, "I won't take your position as head of the family!" Actually, she wanted to trick Leng Feng into working for her.

"..." Leng Feng really wanted to hit her, but he couldn't. "I'll go back and discuss it with my father. I also think this place is better than Beijun. We'll talk about it later. Don't forget to go to Holy Snow Valley to pick up people."

Leng Huan: "Hey! Wait, big brother, could you go pick them up and take them back to Beijun, and then bring them here?"

Leng Feng: "..."

He chose to simply disappear.

But the next day, Leng Feng resigned himself to his fate and went to the Northern Sea Continent.

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