"Feng Luan, don’t do sothing foolish!"
Zhou Wanchen panicked and shouted loudly, wanting to step forward to stop her. However, his Divine Soul was locked, and he could only move his body slightly—walking was completely out of the question!
Shang Yan’s eyes lit up, and he eagerly exclaid, "Good!"
Turning to the Black Mist Serpent above him, Shang Yan addressed it with reverence, "Great Deity, please bestow a Soul Devour Seed."
Whoosh!
A faint breeze appeared as one of the snake heads of the Black Mist Serpent exhaled a pitch-black thin thread.
Shang Yan respectfully raised both hands, and the black thread landed in his palms.
Turning back, Shang Yan looked at Supre Phoenix Luan with a faint smile and said, "Co and take it."
Supre Phoenix Luan, expressionless, stepped forward, but Supre Long Huang grabbed her arm. "Feng Luan, you..."
Swish!
A gale wind swept through, forcing Supre Long Huang to retreat hastily. He looked at Supre Phoenix Luan in shock. "Feng Luan, you..."
"Long Huang, don’t force . I don’t want to fight you!"
Supre Phoenix Luan withdrew her palm, looking at Supre Long Huang. "You’re well aware of my feelings for Wanchen. Even if there is only the slimst chance, I have to try. Even if he’s deceiving , I’m willing to endure the sa pain as Wanchen!"
Supre Long Huang’s expression shifted dramatically. He opened his mouth to speak but found himself at a loss for words, unsure of how to dissuade her.
"Feng Luan, you..."
Supre Hu Sha’s face turned bright red with urgency, but he had no idea what had transpired between Supre Phoenix Luan and Zhou Wanchen. From her words, he heard a note of resolute determination. There was no way to talk her out of it, and all he could do was stomp his feet in frustration.
Elder Qing carefully examined the chains binding Zhou Wanchen, seemingly realizing sothing. He was about to speak but, glancing at the Black Mist Serpent and Shang Yan, chose to remain silent.
After speaking with Supre Long Huang, Supre Phoenix Luan once again walked deliberately toward Shang Yan.
"Feng Luan!"
Supre Long Huang cried out urgently.
"Feng Luan, don’t be foolish!" Zhou Wanchen shouted desperately, his voice hoarse. "Long Huang, stop her!"
Buzz!
"Anyone who stops is my enemy!"
Supre Phoenix Luan’s aura surged again, and the Fla Phoenix behind her appeared even more vivid.
This caused Supre Long Huang, who had just raised his foot to intervene, to pause. He understood Supre Phoenix Luan’s temperant too well—she would never go back on her words.
"Feng Luan! Don’t do it!"
Zhou Wanchen, tears streaming from his eyes, cried out as he looked at Supre Phoenix Luan.
But Supre Phoenix Luan turned a deaf ear. Resolutely, she reached Shang Yan.
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Shang Yan’s mouth. He raised his hand and presented the black thread before Supre Phoenix Luan.
Supre Phoenix Luan stretched out her hand, grasping for the black thread.
"Feng Luan!"
"Feng Luan!"
Zhou Wanchen and Supre Long Huang simultaneously cried out.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a revelation dawned on Supre Hu Sha. His eyes lit up as his entire aura erupted. Leaning forward, his body tensed, ready to attack.
Whoosh!
In an instant, flas ignited in Supre Phoenix Luan’s hand. Her whole arm transford into a fiery hand, which grasped the black thread firmly!
"You bastard!"
Shang Yan’s expression shifted in shock, and he roared angrily, striking out at Supre Phoenix Luan with his palm.
Swoosh!
Prepared, Supre Hu Sha darted forward and intercepted the blow, eting Shang Yan palm-to-palm on behalf of Supre Phoenix Luan.
Swish, swish!
Both Supre Phoenix Luan and Supre Hu Sha were forced backward from the impact.
Supre Long Huang’s expression changed as he leapt forward to catch them both.
"Feng Luan, well done! Hahaha..."
Zhou Wanchen burst into laughter.
"Ah! Kill them all!"
The Black Mist Serpent above Shang Yan shuddered violently. Its dark mist dimd visibly. With a rage-filled hiss, its tail whipped toward Shang Yan, snatching the chain from his hands.
"Feng Luan, you’re disregarding your feelings for Zhou Wanchen? You’re courting death!"
Shang Yan roared furiously. Letting go of the chain, he flew toward the three who had just landed and struck with full force.
Boom!
Just as Shang Yan’s attack was about to land, a deafening explosion thundered. The mountainside above the ancestral hall suddenly crumbled, and a figure shot out from the debris.
Swish!
Imdiately after, another figure erged from the cavern in the mountainside.
Shang Yan’s expression shifted, and he abruptly halted, looking up at the two figures in the air.
"My lord, save !"
A weak cry pierced the air. It was Liu Zhicheng.
Shang Yan’s expression changed once again as the Black Mist Serpent roared toward the figure pursuing Liu Zhicheng, "Stop!"
But the pursuing figure paid no attention, slamming a palm down on Liu Zhicheng’s body.
Boom!
A massive explosion sounded as Liu Zhicheng’s entire body disintegrated, scattering into a mist of blood across the ground!
Swoosh!
After finishing the kill, the pursuer leapt directly to the side of Supre Long Huang and his group.
"Greetings, honored elder!"
Supre Long Huang’s eyes lit up as he bowed deeply in respect.
"Greetings, elder!"
"Greetings, elder!"
Following Supre Long Huang’s example, Supre Phoenix Luan and the others exhaled in relief, bowing toward the newcor before turning their gazes back to Supre Long Huang.
"This is the patriarch of the Huangluo Clan, the Honored Elder!" Supre Long Huang introduced.
The Honored Elder nodded slightly at the group, then turned his gaze toward the Black Mist Serpent in the sky. "Eight-Headed, you dare send a Soul Clone to Fla Dragon again? Aren’t you afraid of being annihilated by us once more?"
"Honored Elder, you think you alone..."
The Black Mist Serpent sneered disdainfully and was about to mock, but one of its heads suddenly turned to the cavern from which the Honored Elder had erged.
The Honored Elder smiled faintly. "What’s the matter? Feeling a familiar presence? The secret passage laid out by the Zhou family’s ancestors is truly remarkable—it can even shield against the perception of Saint Realm Experts!"
"You...!"
The Black Mist Serpent’s eight heads simultaneously glared at the Honored Elder. "You’ve all been summoned by that brat Jiang Chen? That damned boy’s sway is truly astonishing!"
The Honored Elder smiled faintly. "Mr. Jiang is righteous and true, earning our respect. For him, we are willing to act. However..."
With a flash of cold light in his eyes, the Honored Elder’s tone turned icy. "Now that we’ve crossed paths again, it’s ti to slay you once more!"
Swish!
Before his words fully landed, the Honored Elder charged straight toward the Black Mist Serpent.
Supre Long Huang and the others likewise rushed at Shang Yan. Only Elder Qing, mindful of Shang Yan’s overwhelming pressure, hastily retreated nearly a hundred ters. With his level of strength, stepping forward would only be a hindrance—it was better not to worsen the situation!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
With eerie gusts of wind swirling, the Black Mist Serpent coiled one tail tightly around the chain while the other seven tails lashed out at the Honored Elder.
"Purple Qi Coming from the East!"
The Honored Elder shouted, and brilliant purple radiance erupted from his body.
The distant sky seed to respond to the Honored Elder, manifesting a beam of purple light that sped toward the Black Mist Serpent.
"Soul Devour!"
The Black Mist Serpent hissed, and its eight heads opened their mouths.
A fearso suction force emanated from each of the eight mouths, splitting the beam of purple light into eight parts, each devoured into one of the terrifying snake mouths!
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