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

"Arrogant old man, how dare you shout at Ning'er?"

Feng Liuyun sneered, and with a flicker of his body, he transformed into a streak of red light and streaked out of the immortal ship.

"Gu Qinghan, you just watch from behind as I, the young master, break this damn formation!"

"Feng Liuyun, stop your useless nonsense. I will save Da Bao's life myself."

Gu Qinghan's cold voice still echoed in the air, and he had transformed into an unparalleled sharp sword, striking first and surpassing Feng Liuyun in an instant.

The two fought fiercely in mid-air, their pure Yang sword intent and Nirvana True Fire clashing and intertwining, the aftershocks shattering the black stone ground below.

"Hahaha! Foolish cultivators from the lower realms, still fighting amongst themselves even as disaster looms!"

Upon seeing this, Elder Xingyuan laughed even more wildly.

His withered hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals as he chanted incantations.

"The Immortal Lock of Ten Thousand Grudges, rise!"

With a roar, the void surrounding the bone altar tore apart instantly.

Countless vengeful spirits with hideous faces let out shrill screams. They tore at each other, merged, and finally transformed into tens of thousands of black chains as thick as water buckets. With a nauseating stench, they swept across the sky and wrapped around Gu Qinghan and Feng Liuyun in mid-air.

Jiang Yining stood at the bow of the ship, her purple-gold soft sword already drawn, emitting a soft tremor like a dragon's roar.

She watched the two men vying for attention in mid-air, neither willing to yield, and her temples twitched involuntarily.

"Those two idiots..."

Jiang Yining cursed under her breath, and with a slight movement, she was about to take action herself.

However, just as Gu Qinghan and Feng Liuyun were about to collide with the chains of vengeful spirits that filled the sky, a sudden change occurred.

"Pure Yang Without Limits, All Swords Return to Their Origin!"

Gu Qinghan coldly shouted, and the Haotian Pure Yang Sword transformed into thousands of golden sword shadows in mid-air.

The sword shadows rained down like a storm, attempting to forcibly sever all the black chains.

"Nirvana Flame, burn away the eight wastelands!"

Not to be outdone, Feng Liuyun transformed into a giant crimson-gold fire phoenix amidst a high-pitched phoenix cry.

A torrent of true fire surged toward the altar, attempting to completely melt the core of the skeletal altar.

However, when the pure Yang sword intent of extreme Yang and the extremely hot Nirvana True Fire collided in the air, instead of achieving a result greater than the sum of its parts, a terrifying clash of laws was generated due to the extreme repulsion of their attributes.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed from the bottom of the abyss.

The two forces exploded in mid-air, turning into ripples of red and gold energy. Instead of damaging the formation, they stimulated the defensive barrier of the Myriad Grudges Locking Immortal Formation to rebound violently.

"Buzz—"

A powerful and incomparable wave of resentment rebounded, directly causing Gu Qinghan and Feng Liuyun to stagger back several steps in mid-air.

Both of their expressions changed, and they exchanged an awkward glance.

"Gu Qinghan, why did you dodge to the left just now? You blocked my path of fire!"

Feng Liuyun gritted her teeth, her crimson robe slightly disheveled.

"Feng Liuyun, if it weren't for your chaotic fire interfering with my sword intent, this formation would have been broken long ago."

Gu Qinghan's face was ashen, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

"Hahahaha! You ants from the lower realm, you're truly a disorganized mess!"

The elder stood on the altar, laughing so hard he was doubled over, his face full of smugness and contempt.

"With your pathetic coordination, you think you can break through my ancient clan's great formation? That's utterly delusional!"

"Too slow."

Just then, an extremely childish yet utterly cold child's voice suddenly rang out above the deathly silent altar.

Although the voice was young, it carried a coldness and majesty that was completely out of character for someone of that age.

Elder Xingyuan's smile instantly froze on his face.

Gu Qinghan and Feng Liuyun were also taken aback, and turned to look at the center of the altar at the same time.

The small, thin figure who had been unconscious with her eyes closed and whose collarbone was pierced by nine chains had opened her eyes at some point.

Those purplish-gold pupils held no trace of the fear or weakness a child should possess, only a chilling indifference.

Da Bao Jiang Lei slightly raised his head, his pale face filled with disdain.

He glanced indifferently at Gu Qinghan and Feng Liuyun, who were suspended in mid-air, and uttered five words.

"It's too slow, it's really in the way."

"Da Bao?!"

Gu Qinghan's voice carried a rare hint of panic, and his usually cold face was filled with astonishment.

Feng Liuyun's lips twitched, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Da Bao ignored the two men, whom he considered "extremely stupid."

He took a deep breath, and the innate sword bone and perfect lightning body within his body, which had been exhausted, seemed to be challenged at this moment and suddenly revived.

"Crackling! Crackling!"

A tiny, yet extremely pure, wisp of purple lightning began to wander across Da Bao's pale skin.

"This...how is this possible?!"

The Grand Elder was horrified to discover that the nine black chains that were drawing upon the essence of the Thunder Body were now trembling violently.

Instead of continuing to absorb energy, a violent backlash surged back along the chains.

Da Bao raised his head, his purple-gold eyes staring directly at the rolling black clouds above the abyss.

"Heavenly Thunder, heed my command!"

He pointed slightly with his small, tender hand.

"Boom!"

A deafening roar, seemingly capable of tearing the entire demon realm apart, suddenly exploded above the abyss.

The once pitch-black abyss sky was instantly transformed into a noble deep purple.

Thousands upon thousands of bolts of lightning, each as thick as a bucket, seemed to have been summoned by a supreme monarch, transforming into ferocious thunder dragons that swept down from the void rifts, covering the sky.

These bolts of lightning did not strike Da Bao, but instead flowed wildly upstream along the nine black chains that pierced his collarbone!

"No! This is impossible! You're just a four-year-old child, how could you possibly summon such powerful heavenly tribulation lightning?!"

The elder let out a piercing scream. He tried to sever the formation, but found that his hands were already paralyzed by the power of lightning.

"boom!"

A violent burst of purple lightning instantly exploded on the altar.

The seemingly indestructible defensive barrier of the Myriad Grudges Locking Immortal Array crumbled instantly, as fragile as paper, under the relentless bombardment of the Nine Heavens Thunder.

Countless vengeful spirits were purified by the thunder and vanished as wisps of green smoke.

"ah--!"

The Grand Elder was the first to be struck, his entire body charred black, with black smoke billowing from his head. He staggered back dozens of steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and his life force instantly weakened.

Gu Qinghan and Feng Liuyun were also forced to land back on the ground by the terrifying aftershocks of the thunder, their faces filled with embarrassment and shock.

They, powerful experts at the Profound Light Realm and True Monarch Realm, were actually "cleared out" by a four-and-a-half-year-old child using lightning.

"Whoosh—"

Just as the lightning dissipated, a purple-gold afterimage swept across the void.

Jiang Yining's purple-gold soft sword transformed into a dazzling arc of light, instantly shattering the nine black chains that had lost their energy support.

With a swift movement, she steadily caught Da Bao, who was falling from mid-air, in her arms.

"Da Bao".

Jiang Yining's voice trembled slightly as she gently stroked Da Bao's pale face with her long, slender, and fair fingers, her eyes filled with tenderness.

Da Bao was held in Jiang Yining's arms, and his originally cold face softened instantly.

He rested his little head on Jiang Yining's shoulder, rubbing it gently, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Mommy, Lei Lei doesn't hurt."

Jiang Yining sniffed and hugged the child in her arms even tighter.

However, before everyone could even breathe a sigh of relief...

"Cough cough... Hahahaha!"

Amidst the ruins, the charred elder struggled to his feet, his face contorted with a crazed and ferocious grin.

"You think... everything will be fine once you've saved this little bastard?"

With trembling hands, the Grand Elder pulled out an ancient jade slip engraved with eerie, dark blue star patterns from his robes and crushed it violently.

"Star Abyss Soul Devouring Seal, activate it now!"

As the jade slip shattered, Da Bao's body stiffened abruptly.

On his smooth brow, a strange, dark blue star-shaped mark slowly emerged, exuding a chillingly evil aura.

At this moment, Da Bao's purple-gold eyes began to slowly turn into an eerie, dark blue.

"Take him away... Haha! He'll soon become a mindless puppet, only capable of killing!"

The elder grinned menacingly, his voice echoing through the empty abyss, sending chills down one's spine.