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

Gu Qinghan snorted coldly, his tall body finally leaving Jiang Yining's back, and releasing his arms from her waist.

His eyes were disdainful as he gripped the hilt of the Haotian Chunyang Sword with his backhand.

"Clang!"

A sword cry like a dragon's roar resounded throughout the hall, and a dazzling golden sword light descended to earth like the blazing sun from the heavens. The pure Yang sword intent transformed into a scorching golden sea of ​​fire, instantly burning away the chilling atmosphere within the hall.

"Yu Luofeng, you go left, I'll go right, let's finish this quickly." Gu Qinghan coldly tossed out a sentence without turning his head. His figure, dressed in white, was like a golden lightning bolt that cleaved through the void, carrying an indomitable and domineering sword aura as he directly met the largest stitched demonic beast charging at the forefront.

"Gu Jianzun is quite the commander, does he really think he's the empress?" Yu Luofeng said sarcastically, though her actions were anything but slow.

He swung his folding fan out suddenly, and the dark, viscous ghostly space burst open on the left side of the hall. Countless pitch-black ghostly hands, formed from extremely yin energy, emerged like towering vines bursting from the ground, carrying an aura that corroded all things. They directly wrapped around the thick limbs of the other two stitched demonic beasts, dragging them to their original positions, unable to move.

Two top-tier powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of the Canglan Realm joined forces, one forceful and the other gentle, one yang and the other yin, and actually managed to suppress those half-saint level combat magical beasts that had no sense of pain. No matter how frantically those magical beasts roared and spewed foul stench, they could not cross the line set up by the two of them even half a step.

"Ning'er, come under my protection!"

Upon seeing this, Ao Lin immediately let out a deafening dragon roar and transformed into a half-human, half-dragon battle form. His sturdy arms were covered with indestructible purple-gold dragon scales.

He strode forward, firmly shielding Jiang Yining behind his broad, towering back. His two enormous dragon wings suddenly unfurled, like two giant shields of white bone, blocking the terrifying aftershocks of the collision between the battle beast and the pure Yang sword energy—aftershocks powerfully capable of shattering the void.

Feng Liuyun, holding the still somewhat weak Sanbao who had just had his seal removed, clung tightly to Jiang Yining's other side. His captivating peach blossom eyes held no trace of languor, only solemnity. With a flick of his finger, the crimson-gold Nirvana True Fire transformed into a flawless, absolute defensive ring, completely protecting the mother and child at its center. The earth-shattering flames prevented even a speck of ash or blood from landing on Jiang Yining's skirt.

"This array's core is about to succumb to the turbulence of the laws; the spiritual energy is about to reach its boiling point of annihilation. Time is running out; prepare to retreat!"

Jiang Yining keenly sensed the frantic reverse flow of the spiritual vein beneath her feet. Without hesitation, she retrieved a crystal-clear soul-searching jade slip from her storage ring. Driven by her purple-gold true essence, the jade slip unleashed a powerful suction force, instantly copying and imprinting every single bloodline file and evil research data of the Star Spirit Clan from the water mirror in the Spirit Pivot Hall, as if swallowing water itself.

Seeing them seize the secrets and try to escape, the old man flew into a rage. His entire body surged with a sinister blue light as he roared, "Stop them! Activate the Heaven-Locking Formation! Even if it means mutual destruction, don't let a single one of them escape!"

"Old man, save your breath! I've got my eye on the stuff in your dilapidated magic castle."

Just as everyone was preparing to forcefully break through the formation and retreat, Yu Luofeng suddenly let out a sinister and greedy sneer. He turned around abruptly, abandoning his suppression of the two demonic beasts, and rapidly formed several complex and obscure ancient ghost hand seals in front of his chest.

"Boom!"

The immense Yin energy transformed into two enormous black skeletal hands that blotted out the sky. Instead of attacking the old man, they plunged deep into the indestructible black iron ground directly beneath the Ling Shu Hall.

"Rise for me!"

With a deafening roar and a chilling metallic tearing sound, Yu Luofeng actually uprooted the "Memory Crystal Pillar," a massive structure containing all the core data of the Star Spirit Clan, which was buried deep underground and weighed hundreds of thousands of kilograms! Then, he simply and brutally stuffed this behemoth into his seemingly bottomless Ghost Domain space.

"You...you shameless robber! My life's work!" The old man's eyes widened in fury, his body trembling with rage, and he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. That was all the bloodline experiment data and top-grade spirit stones that the entire settlement had accumulated over a century, capturing countless cultivators!

"Thank you for your generous gift, old dog. I accept it with pleasure. Let's go!"

Yu Luofeng laughed wildly, waved his ghost-faced folding fan with an air of nonchalance, turned around and transformed into a wisp of black mist, closely following Jiang Yining's steps.

The four male protagonists, standing at the pinnacle, each displayed their extraordinary abilities. Gu Qinghan's pure Yang sword intent cleaved through the dome, Yu Luofeng's ghostly energy corroded the great array, Ao Lin's dragon might shook the four directions, and Feng Liuyun's Nirvana Fire opened a passage. Like four invincible gods, they protected Jiang Yining and Sanbao, transforming into several dazzling streaks of light. In the last second before the Demon Castle's array self-destructed and its spiritual energy boiled and erupted, they forcibly tore apart the supposedly indestructible barrier defense line of the stronghold, soaring into the sky and escaping from this collapsing underground space.

The group had just broken through the ice and risen into the air.

"boom--!!!"

From the depths of the earth behind them came a deafening roar of destruction. The impregnable outpost forged from the Abyss Iron was completely reduced to a burning ruin in the spiritual energy explosion caused by the loss of control over the formation.

Blinding flames shot into the sky, and a violent storm of spiritual energy mixed with extremely cold ice gathered in mid-air to form a mushroom-shaped tribulation cloud that blotted out the sun. The terrifyingly high temperature even melted most of the millennia-old ice layer within a hundred miles of the Meteor Abyss, turning it into a boiling ocean.

The wind howled and the air currents surged.

Jiang Yining hovered in mid-air, letting the destructive airflow caress her exquisite face. Her long purple-gold robe fluttered in the gale, making her appear like a supreme goddess reigning over the world.

She lowered her head slightly and glanced at the Soul-Searching Jade Slip, which radiated a warm glow, tightly clutched in her hand. In her purple-gold eyes, there was no lingering fear of the world-destroying scene behind her; instead, a cold, bloodthirsty smile appeared.

Although the base was destroyed, the whereabouts of Da Bao and Er Bao, and the clues to the Abyss of Two Realms, were firmly in her hands.