Xunxiao consolidates her mind, although there are tigers blocking the road ahead of her on the road to life and death, and she is restricted at the root level by Hongjun, almost without prospects, she still focuses on practicing for a period of time.
At this moment, a relatively normal green vital energy gathered in her palm, leaving a large space in the golden deadness aura orb, which smoothly accommodated Yunxiao's vital energy.
Zhao Gongming slightly furrowed his brow. Now, the golden death energy is a sacred image of a human-shaped snake tail, whose face cannot be seen. One can only see the sacred figure opening its arms, embracing the green vital energy and slightly resisting it for a while before completely merging together.
He knows that his eldest sister is the biggest fan of Nuwa. Now, like this, it's normal, right?
Deng Chanyu and Yunxiao already had a very high level of cultivation. Now with Lao Zhao's control over the transformation of life and death, they reassembled the process of life and death smoothly, completing it in one go.
In just one cup of tea time, Deng Chanyu found a place that was extremely secretive in the vast space.
There are many abandoned worlds in the Hundred Sands, but this world is indeed out of the ordinary. She can feel the very similar aura as the Phoenix clone, which seems to be the fallen land of Caifeng.
Dragons, phoenixes, and qilin; countless spirits wail in this abandoned world. The anger and malice within are so intense that they even project across immense distances to the Primordial Chaos main world.
"It's here, everyone ready! I'm about to open the channel!" Deng Chanyu shouted, while balancing life and death while performing precise positioning. This was also a difficult task for her.
Her forehead was covered in sweat. The Tuo Fruits of the Dao were rotating at their extremes, her internal qi was continuously poured into the void for spatial projection. The faster she went, the more mistakes she made. Over a dozen spatial projections failed completely, and it seemed as though the world was about to slip away from her eyes.
"This side is up to me, you focus all your efforts on the positioning!"
Yunxiao's green vital energy took on the form of an tall and slender immortal, embracing the human-shaped snake-tailed sacred figure from the reverse.
Her decisive move resolved Deng Chanyu's rear concerns, and finally, she project the spatial coordinates into that world just before it fell silent completely.
"Go!" Deng Chanyu called out, stepping forward into the grid-like strange spatial passage first.
Yunxiao followed closely behind.
Lei Shen laughed coldly, as if to say "tricks" after grabbing Qiu Long the elder and following him in.
Aoguang looked at Jinyu, "I'm just a receptionist, do I really need to go as well?"
Old Jiang sighed helplessly, he was too far away from what time road, what life and death road. Deng Chanyu, Yunxiao, Zhao Gongming's all kinds of means he can't understand at all. He also doesn't know what they are doing. He only knows that he will add trouble in the past, but he can't back down at this time.
He entered the spatial passage along with Zhao Gongming. Three breaths later, this world re-entered the shadows of the Primordial Chaos once more, and only Aoguang remained on the surface of the East Sea, sighing deeply, unsure whether he was sighing for himself or for the dragon race.
The Yin-Yang realm was shrouded in darkness. As a world that doesn't exist, the light of the Sun Star and the Moon Star cannot reach here.
After the Dragon-Phoenix Great Calamity and before the War between Immortals and Demons, Hongjun was the only saint. At that time, he didn't have all the abilities he has now after merging with the Dao, and he didn't have Nuwa's help to repair the earth veins. Many worlds that were shattered in the Primordial Chaos were thrown into the Yin-Yang realm as a "recycling station".
The process of deleting both the "recycling station" and its contents can only be said to be incomplete, leaving many remnants.
As an ancient battlefield from over ten thousand years ago, there are too many dragons, phoenixes, and qilin who died here. Their resentment has long turned into reality. With the two deities known as Yangshen and Yinshen by the phoenixes and Tianfu and Dimu by the dragons also perished, there is no half point of vitality left here. The whole world has died.
The situation of the Ancestral Dragon is slightly better than that of the Yuan Feng and the Original Qilin, but actually not much better. At this moment, he is struggling forward with the support of the Dragon of Illumination.
The path of the Dragon of Illumination and Guanshigui Bodhisattva, who took on countless forms, is somewhat similar. He can also exist in many places at the same time. Now, the crazy Dragon of Illumination in the Zulong Hall is suppressed by numerous other gods and true dragons, while this one in the Yin-Yang realm is relatively well-tempered.
They all take human form. The Dragon of Illumination is a thin, gaunt old man, supporting the tall, but now bony and emaciated, aspect of the Ancestral Dragon as oil runs dry.
It's not that they don't want to speed up, but in order to ride on clouds, one must first have clouds. The Yin-Yang realm is a silent place with nothing at all, and all the expenditure during flight is from their own essence.
The original source of the Ancestral Dragon is nearly exhausted in his sea eyes, and he still needs to conserve energy to activate the Heavenly Gate. At this time, it depends entirely on half a Dragon of Illumination using his essence to carry him on a flight.
"Big brother, hang on a bit longer. It's almost here."
At this moment, the Dragon of Illumination is focused and resolute, without any trace of the old and relaxed demeanor he had when he used to dither with Lei Shen.
The Ancestral Dragon purses his lips, silent and reserved. He has little strength to speak, relying on a persistent will to continue.
Suddenly, the Dragon of Illumination looked towards the distant horizon.
Suddenly, the pitch-black Yin-Yang realm was filled with ten thousand bolts of lightning, blazing and dazzling, like streams of light that would destroy the world. The countless spirits and resentment that had been trapped in this realm for billions of years greeted the divine thunder with an expression that could be described as joy. Then, from the inside out, they were completely disintegrated.
They will never be released from here and suffer forever, which is too tiring. Now they only hope for liberation.
The Dragon of Illumination hesitated before saying, "Second Brother has arrived."
The three brothers are still united in purpose, but there are times when one must consider a retreat.
If someone helps the Ancestral Dragon "escape," then someone must come to capture him. They know it's a play, and the various sages also know that, but for the sake of future generations, this play must be acted out.
The Ancestral Dragon was decisive: "You go and stop him."
They've had a friendship for billions of years, so there's no need to waste words now.
The Dragon of Illumination has also made arrangements for his own future. If he goes crazy, anything he does will be understandable. You guys certainly can't send a madman to suppress the sea eye of the East Sea. If you do, you're really crazy.
He divided the remaining time essence into two halves, one half condensed into a form to support the Ancestral Dragon, and another temporal form to confront Lei Shen who pursued.
"Hmm? Impressive technique!"
When Deng Chanyu just entered the Yin-Yang realm, she was attacked by the Dragon of Illumination. This person-faced, dragon-bodied figure had one eye shining brightly, and the other eye was as black as ink.
It seems he just rushed forward and arrived, but it also seems as if he has lingered here for billions of years.
The Dragon of Illumination attacked everyone simultaneously. In front of Deng Chanyu, Yunxiao, Qiong Xiao, Zhao Gongming, Qiu Long, and Jinyu, there was a Dragon of Illumination manifestation with strength comparable to theirs. There were more Dragon of Illumination manifestations in the distance, as if they were surrounded.
Only Lei Shen stood arrogantly at the top of everyone's head: "I'll handle this guy. You all have to save my big brother."
Deng Chanyu laughed lightly: "Lei Shen, it's better to save your strength for 'saving' the Ancestral Dragon. These guys are mine."
She took out a small bronze bell from her sleeve.
