Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

Jiang Yining stood at a distance, watching this scene with a flicker in her eyes.

She didn't interfere.

Because she knew that the two of them alone could not win this battle.

The strength of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon has exceeded the capabilities of half-saints and those at the Dao Inquiry Realm.

unless……

Jiang Yining's gaze fell on the enormous Nine Nether Soul Nourishing Lotus.

The Divine Tree of Ten Thousand Spirits throbbed wildly in her dantian.

It is yearning.

I yearn for the purest and most primal spiritual power contained within that lotus flower.

Jiang Yining licked her lips.

Fortune favors the bold.

She silently activated the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

Dozens of invisible purplish-gold roots, running along the soles of her feet, disappeared into the black swamp and quietly spread toward the stone platform.

On the battlefield.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng were forced to retreat in defeat.

Gu Qinghan's pure yang true fire had a restraining effect on Zhulong's extreme cold energy, but his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Dao Inquiry Realm, and each attack was like a tickle.

Yu Luofeng's semi-saintly aura was completely suppressed in front of Zhulong.

His Asura Demon God had already been shattered three times by dragon breath.

"This can't go on!" Gu Qinghan gasped for breath, landing back beside Yu Luofeng. "We can't hold out much longer!"

"I know!" Yu Luofeng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "That old thing's scales are too hard! We can't break them at all!"

"Its weakness is in its mouth!" Jiang Yining's voice suddenly came from behind.

The two turned around and saw that Jiang Yining had already stood on the edge of the stone platform, only a step away from the Soul-Nourishing Lotus.

"Ning'er! Danger! Come back quickly!" Gu Qinghan cried out anxiously.

"Listen to me!" Jiang Yining's voice brooked no argument. "You two, attack its mouth together! Inflict maximum pain on it, make it open its mouth and roar! I need three breaths!"

Although I don't know what she's going to do.

But because of their absolute trust in her, the two did not hesitate at all.

"good!"

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng exchanged a glance, both seeing a resolute look in each other's eyes.

The two, one on the left and one on the right, transformed into two streaks of light and rushed towards the Nine Yin Candle Dragon once again.

"You beast! Look this way!"

Yu Luofeng summoned his natal magic weapon, a large black seal forged from the souls of 100,000 wronged men.

The seal grew larger in the wind, accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves, and slammed hard into the lower jaw of the Candle Dragon.

Gu Qinghan, on the other hand, compressed all the pure Yang true energy in his body into the ice sword in his hand.

The sword emitted a humming sound as if it could no longer bear the weight.

Golden flames condensed into a dazzling point of light on the blade.

"break!"

The two launched their strongest attacks simultaneously.

The seal and the sword tip accurately struck the softest parts on either side of the Candle Dragon's mouth.

"roar--!!!"

The Nine Yin Candle Dragon let out its most painful and furious roar in history.

It suddenly opened its blood-red maw and charged towards Jiang Yining!

There's no escaping it!

An unprecedented glint flashed in Jiang Yining's eyes.

His body transformed into a streak of purple-gold light and entered the abyss-like maw of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng's pupils suddenly contracted to their maximum size.

"Ning'er!"

"don't want!"

Two piercing roars came from their mouths at the same time.

They watched helplessly as the streak of purple-gold light disappeared into the black maw of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon, swallowed by the endless darkness.

It’s over.

This thought, like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, extinguished all their hopes and anger.

Inside the mouth of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon lies a purgatory that leads directly to the Netherworld.

Let alone a Spirit Awakening Realm cultivator, even a True Immortal who falls in will only be digested into nothingness.

Gu Qinghan's mind went blank with a "buzz".

The ice sword slipped from his hand and fell into the swamp with a soft thud, instantly swallowed by the black silt.

Yu Luofeng seemed to have all his strength drained away. The hundred-foot-tall Asura Demon God behind him collapsed and turned into black mist.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, knelt on the ground, and stared blankly into space.

After swallowing Jiang Yining, Jiuyin Zhulong seemed to be stunned for a moment.

It closed its mouth, its huge head shook, and a gurgling sound came from its throat, as if it were savoring a pastry it had just swallowed.

Then, its enormous, lantern-like eyes slowly turned toward the two distraught men on the stone platform.

His eyes were filled with mockery and cruelty.

It will slowly and deliberately torment these two ants who dared to challenge its authority.

However, just as it was preparing to unleash its next breath and finally end this boring game.

Its body suddenly froze.

An extremely intense, indescribable pain suddenly erupted from its abdomen.

The feeling was neither like being cut by a sharp blade nor like being burned by raging fire.

It's as if something has taken root and sprouted within its internal organs, frantically absorbing its life essence!

"roar--!!!"

The Nine Yin Candle Dragon let out another painful roar.

This time, its voice was filled with terror and unease.

Its massive body twisted wildly in the crevice, crashing against the rock walls on both sides, triggering a small earthquake.

Large pieces of crystal were falling from the cave ceiling.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng were startled by this sudden turn of events and came to their senses.

They saw that the originally indestructible bluish-black scales on the surface of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon's body were visibly drying out and losing their luster.

Mysterious purple-gold patterns emerged from the gaps in its scales, like a giant net that tightly covered its massive body.

"This is……"

Gu Qinghan's eyes widened suddenly.

He recognized the purple-gold pattern.

That is the power of the Divine Tree of Ten Thousand Spirits!

Ning'er...she's not dead!

Not only did she not die, she was also inside the belly of the Candle Dragon, devouring this ancient ferocious beast!

This realization instantly made Gu Qinghan's blood boil.

Ecstasy, shock, and a hint of pride that he himself was unaware of welled up in his heart.

No wonder she's his woman!

Meanwhile, Yu Luofeng also realized what was happening.

He watched as Zhulong struggled in agony, first in shock, then in ecstasy, and finally burst into a thunderous laugh.

"Hahaha! Well done! As expected of my Ghost Queen! She even dared to devour ancient ferocious beasts! How domineering!"

One second they were devastated, the next they were full of energy again.

They exchanged a glance and charged forward again at the same time.

"Strike while the iron is hot, kill it!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the Nine Yin Candle Dragon was tormented by internal pain and unable to resist, the two of them turned all their anger and frustration into the most ferocious attack, which they poured out on the Candle Dragon's huge head.

For a time, sword energy crisscrossed the cave, and ghostly figures appeared everywhere.

Meanwhile, inside the belly of the Nine Yin Candle Dragon.

It was a completely different scene.

It wasn't filled with corrosive stomach acid and flesh as one might imagine.

Instead, it is a strange space composed of pure energy.

At the center of the space, a pulsating, sun-like, dazzling black heart is providing a continuous source of energy for this enormous body.

Beside the black heart, a purple-gold sacred tree takes root.

Countless roots pierced deep into the heart, greedily devouring the most primal Nine Yin power contained within.