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

The gale-force winds of the Dead Sea of ​​Reincarnation swept across the isolated island like sharp blades, and the churning black seawater was pulled into the air by a terrifying suction force.

The remnant soul of the ancient ghost ancestor, forced to kneel, erupted with endless resentment and madness from its empty, eerie green eyes. It opened its three abyss-like maws, greedily devouring the extreme yin essence of the Dead Sea, and its already enormous, mountain-like body began to expand rapidly at a visible speed.

The destructive energy surge rippled outwards, shattering the entire island's surface.

"It's going to self-destruct its demigod origin!" Yu Luofeng's expression changed drastically, and he abruptly slammed his bone fan shut. "This old monster has gone mad; he wants to drag the entire Dead Sea down with him!"

Erbao Chu Anyan stood before the shattered bone prison, his purple pupils reflecting the ever-expanding monster. His small body appeared exceptionally frail amidst the raging malevolent energy, yet he stood tall and straight as a pine tree.

"I order you to kneel down, do you dare disobey?" Erbao snorted coldly, his childish voice revealing an unquestionable imperial majesty.

The spiritual power of Confucianism and Taoism, accompanied by the imperial aura of Ziwei, once again crashed down.

"Roar—" The remnant soul of the Ghost Ancestor let out a painful roar, and its swollen body suddenly stopped.

However, the vast gap in cultivation levels was ultimately difficult to bridge. After all, Erbao only had the cultivation of the fifth level of Foundation Establishment. Suppressing a remnant soul that was beyond the level of a Half-Saint caused a backlash that surged forth instantly.

"Ugh..." Erbao groaned, a trickle of bright red blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his face turning as pale as paper.

"Erbao!" A hint of heartache flashed in Jiang Yining's eyes, and a murderous intent surged in her purple-gold eyes as she was about to step forward.

"Ning'er, don't get your hands dirty!" Ao Lin stepped forward, his broad shoulders blocking Jiang Yining's path. A fierce fighting spirit blazed in his dark golden vertical pupils. "A mere remnant soul dares to harm my son? I'll tear it apart today!"

"Your son?" Yu Luofeng sneered, his figure flashing out like a ghost, standing shoulder to shoulder with Ao Lin. "The Dragon Emperor is probably still asleep. Ning'er's child will naturally be protected by this king. You vulgar mudfish, don't get in my way."

"Enough with the nonsense, just watch how I crush it!"

Ao Lin roared, and dark golden light shot into the sky from his body. Accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar that reached the clouds, his burly body suddenly expanded in mid-air, completely transforming into a purple-gold dragon that was thousands of feet long.

The colossal dragon's body blotted out the sky, each scale gleaming with an indestructible metallic luster. The purple-gold dragon circled in mid-air, unleashing an overwhelming aura of true dragon power, before swooping down, its massive body tightly binding the ever-expanding remnant soul of the Ghost Ancestor.

"Roar—!" The remnant soul struggled frantically, its extremely yin energy attempting to corrode the dragon scales.

"Stop it for me!" Ao Lin spoke in human language, his dragon body suddenly tightening, and his domineering true dragon aura transformed into golden chains, forcibly suppressing the energy of the remnant soul's self-destruction within his body.

Upon seeing this, Yu Luofeng snorted coldly, touched his brow with his slender finger, and a black seal emitting a faint light appeared in mid-air.

"Ghost King Seal, suppress!"

Yu Luofeng's voice was cold and sinister as his hands rapidly formed hand seals. The power of faith from the 100,000 ghost soldiers surged forth from the seal, weaving into a massive black net that blotted out the sky, sealing the remnant soul of the Ghost Ancestor layer by layer.

"Ning'er, look at my Soul-Sealing Net. It's far more sophisticated than that mudfish's brute force." Yu Luofeng turned back and smiled at Jiang Yining, as if seeking praise.

"Focus on the enemy." Jiang Yining's voice was cold, but her eyes were fixed on Erbao in front of her.

Erbao raised the back of his hand and casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the remnant soul that Ao Lin and Yu Luofeng had suppressed and rendered immobile, a cold glint flashing in his purple eyes.

"Anyone who dares to harm me will pay the price."

Erbao formed a complex hand seal in front of his chest, instantly activating his perfect-grade lightning spiritual root.

"Heavenly thunder, shattering falsehoods and vanquishing evil!"

With his immature, cold shout, the already churning dark clouds in the sky were instantly torn apart. A bolt of purple-gold lightning, following the trajectory of Erbao's Word of Power, was like a divine sword of punishment descending from the sky, precisely striking the core of the Ghost Ancestor's remnant soul between his eyebrows.

"Break!" Erbao clenched her little hand tightly.

"Boom—!"

A violent burst of purple-gold lightning exploded within the remnant soul. The once invincible remnant soul of the ancient ghost ancestor didn't even have time to utter a final scream before its core consciousness was utterly annihilated by the combined onslaught of heavenly lightning and incantations.

The enormous body lost its support and instantly transformed into a sky full of pure Yin energy, like a black spiritual rain, scattering freely in the Sea of ​​Reincarnation.

With lightning speed, Yu Luofeng waved his bone fan and took out a jet-black jade bottle, collecting the core essence of the Ghost Ancestor from mid-air into the bottle.

"This highly nourishing substance will be left for Ning'er to use in her future medicine making." Yu Luofeng put away the jade bottle, her smile enchanting.

In mid-air, the purple-gold dragon flashed and transformed back into Ao Lin's imposing human form. He landed steadily on the ground, strode over to Er Bao, hoisted him onto his broad shoulders, and laughed heartily.

"Hahaha! No wonder he's Ning'er's son! This temper, these methods, just my type!" Ao Lin reached out and pinched Erbao's little face. "Kid, from now on, follow me, and you'll be able to roam the entire demon realm with impunity!"

Erbao slapped Ao Lin's hand away in disgust and struggled to get down: "How dare you! Put me down, you barbarian dragon, you smell like the sea, don't offend your mother."

"You little ingrate, I risked my life to protect you just now." Although Ao Lin complained, he still carefully put Erbao back on the ground.

Jiang Yining stepped forward, pulled Erbao into her arms, and carefully examined his meridians. After confirming that he had only suffered minor injuries, she was finally relieved.

"Mother, I'm fine." Erbao snuggled into Jiang Yining's arms, his voice softening, completely losing his previous imperial majesty.

Da Bao also came over, reached out and patted Er Bao's head, his tone calm: "Next time we encounter an old monster like this, let me chop it down with my sword first. Your incantation is too mentally taxing."

"Brother, just keep your sword under control." Erbao raised his chin arrogantly, but did not dodge Dabao's hand.

Just then, the communication jade slip at Jiang Yining's waist suddenly lit up with a rapid red light.

With a flick of her finger, Jiang Yining's cold, mechanical voice instantly rang in everyone's ears, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"Mistress! Please return to Abandoned Star Island immediately! A large-scale interdimensional void rift has appeared above Abandoned Star Island, and the Star Abyss Ancient Clan's interdimensional immortal ship army has arrived!"

The moment these words were spoken, the atmosphere around them instantly turned icy.

A chilling killing intent flashed in Jiang Yining's purple-gold eyes. She shielded Da Bao and Er Bao at her sides, her voice as cold as frost: "Star Abyss Ancient Clan, since they are so eager to die, then I will grant their wish."

Gu Qinghan stepped forward, and the Haotian Chunyang Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.

"Ning'er, let's set off immediately."