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Yao Yao didn’t want to save the world.
She just wanted to save Chong Yan.
After all, who would go to save the world on their own? Yao Yao went running.
Chong Yan looked in pain, restless, as if completely beastified.
It must be the influence of the red light talisman on him. Yao Yao recalled the symbols entwined on the rose, which seemed similar to the blood array shattered by Chong Yan.
That talisman must have affected him, causing him to lose control and become chaotic. At first, Chong Yan could barely maintain his human form, but after the return of his Divine Meteor Eyes, he completely transformed into his true form. Perhaps the power of the Divine Meteor Eye multiplied, making him more powerful but also more uncontrollable.
As Yao Yao watched the massive figure in the distance, her mind raced.
She needed to make Chong Yan recognize her and get closer to him.
Now, due to his restlessness and vigilance, Chong Yan would unconsciously attack anything around him that posed a threat.
Chong Yan under the abyss attempted to escape as the formation opened, and it was swiftly crushed beneath the claws of the gods and demons.
Crushed into pieces.
So Yao Yao maintained her pace, running on two legs.
For the massive true form of Chong Yan, her speed and trajectory were probably like watching ants move or even slower, like watching a snail slowly crawl from the roadside to a puddle after the rain.
She approached him gently and harmlessly.
While running, Yao Yao emanated a faint golden flow of spiritual energy throughout her body.
This was her bloodline’s spiritual power. She didn’t know if Chong Yan could sense it, but for demons, scent was easier to recognize than sight.
After all, he was so big now, his head almost reaching the clouds. Yao Yao wasn’t sure if he could see her.
So, a small and warm figure ran towards the abyss.
Just a little longer, Yao Yao watched Chong Yan.
I have arrived.
“You really let Yao Yao go, Young Master?”
“Yao Yao said she can calm down that monster. Is it true? Does it really have consciousness?”
Ji Rong stood behind Yao Yao, his sword held horizontally.
His parents had long said that her sister had an extraordinary fate and would experience many adventures he couldn’t understand.
Ji Rong didn’t know what these adventures were.
But just now, Yao Yao’s eyes were clear and determined. He chose to grip the hilt of his sword and believe in her.
He could easily charge through this distance. If the devil truly lost control, he would risk his life to pull her back.
Ji Rong’s gaze shifted from Yao Yao’s figure to the fierce ancient demon.
Then he looked up at the higher sky.
The might of the gods and demons involved the entire Spirit Continent.
It was likely that everyone in the world had their own motives regarding that colossal beast.
Except for Yao Yao.
At this moment, several guests arrived on a magnificent flying boat hovering in the sky.
The Spirit Continent was roughly divided into four regions, and while each region had its own major sects, there were still leaders overseeing their respective territories. They could be the heads of major sects or the heads of the largest clans.
Although the powerful figures in the cultivation world chose to watch as the ancient demon broke free from its seal, these people couldn’t ignore the envoys from Jun Capital.
Or perhaps, after the envoys from Jun arrived, they wanted to discuss how to divide the divine artifacts.
Once the ancient demon died, they would become divine artifacts.
In their eyes, it was just a dangerous object, something to be seized.
“Now that Jun people has the forces of the Netherfire, it is not impossible to kill this monster. As long as the various regions and sects work together,” the representative from the Northern region spoke up first.
The Jun Capital envoy in the lead leaned back slightly, and the flickering flames in the exquisite fireplace beside him cast a warm light.
“Now that Jun has the forces of the Netherfire, we will rely on all of you for close combat. Is there any objection?”
Immediately, someone said, “How can my East Sea be compared to the strength of Jun? You know that.”
The leader chuckled lightly, “Next month’s Canglan Gathering, aren’t all of you planning to explore the depths of the Eastern Sea?”
Now, the Divine Meteor Eyes had already appeared in the world.
It is said that the heart of the divine demon that was cut open is at the farthest point of the Eastern Sea.
“That’s right,” someone beside him promptly agreed, “If both Jun and the East Sea are so modest, we in the northwest cold land have no face to be self-righteous.”
The group hesitated and refused to send more cultivators or spiritual treasures close to the ancient demon.
After all, the Sword Saint of Spirit Continent, Li Cangyan, was quite powerful and not a pushover. However, his cultivation at the half-step god transformation stage was merely a palm against the cruel devil.
Before the entire Spirit Continent, he was shattered. The ancient demon in its berserk state possessed immeasurable strength.
However, they were clearly aware of the division of the ancient demon’s body.
Jun wanted the heart.
The Eastern Sea people wanted the dragon horns.
The Northern Region people wanted the wings.
As long as the ancient demon died, they would be the first to seize the advantageous resources.
“In that case, each faction will dispatch a hundred cultivators and proceed cautiously. We will set up an ambush from all directions and use the forces of the Netherfire to attract the attention of that demon.”
“Wait, who is that?”
“Who is approaching that demon?”
From the densely clouded sky, the track of a person’s winding path could be seen.
It looked like a small insect, advancing ten meters and retreating one meter. Inadvertently, it crawled up to the ancient demon’s side.
“…”
This made the people who were just discussing which faction sent more people and how to cautiously surround the divine demon appear like a joke.
After a while, the leader snorted coldly.
“Ignorant.”
“No need to bother, that brat will be crushed to death by herself.”
“Prepare the forces of the Netherfire.”
The ancient demon sensed the netherfire that was aiming at him.
A kind of mineral with an ancient aura was hidden inside the it. The giant beast could smell it. If it were to hit him, it would be very painful.
He was in a state of confused consciousness. The restless ancient demon swung its massive silver-white wings, and the bone spurs on it collided with the ice wall, leaving deep ice marks, then snapped one by one.
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