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

The Primordial Divine Ring slowly circulated around Jiang Yining, and with each rotation, the surrounding space rippled like water.

With the unreserved fusion and blessing of the four souls, the chaotic laws within Jiang Yining's body finally reached complete mastery. The shackles that had troubled her for so long at the peak of the Profound Light Realm shattered like fragile glass at this moment.

An aura that transcends the Heavenly Dao of the Canglan Realm awakens within her.

Half-Saint Realm!

Although it is only in its nascent stage, its power is already enough to change the very fabric of the world.

"Ning'er..." Gu Qinghan's illusory soul clung tightly to her back, feeling the vast, ocean-like pressure, his voice revealing undisguised pride and infatuation.

"Is this the scenery of a half-saint?" Yu Luofeng tightened his grip on her hand slightly, his fingertips stroking the back of her hand, his tone carrying a hint of lazy laughter, "Indeed, my taste is the best in the world."

Jiang Yining's eyes swirled with a gray, chaotic light. She turned her head and gently rubbed her cheek against Gu Qinghan's cheek, then pinched Yu Luofeng's knuckles with her other hand, her tone as gentle as if she were coaxing a child: "Be good, watch how I get revenge for you."

She turned her gaze back to the sky.

The colossal Eye of the Divine Realm ceased emitting its annihilating divine light. A rare, almost human-like fear flickered within its emotionless, dark golden pupil. It sensed a deadly threat; the spatial laws surrounding its pupil began to contract violently, attempting to sever the energy connection and forcibly close the interdimensional rift.

"You think you can just run away after you've finished fighting?"

Jiang Yining's lips curled into a chilling, cold smile. She raised her right hand, which Yu Luofeng wasn't holding, palm up, facing the annihilating divine light stretching across the sky. Her red lips parted slightly, and she coldly uttered a single word:

"swallow."

The moment the command was given, the towering phantom of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree unleashed an incredibly terrifying devouring power. The once invincible annihilating divine light was now transformed into a pure torrent of spiritual energy, flowing wildly into Jiang Yining's dantian along the branches and leaves of the divine tree, as if being peeled away layer by layer!

"Buzzing—"

The Eye of the Divine Realm emitted a piercing buzz, like a trapped beast struggling desperately. It tried to sever the connection, but the roots of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree had already taken hold along the edge of its laws, clinging on tightly.

"It's going to cut off its tail to survive." Feng Liuyun's illusory figure leaned on Jiang Yining's shoulder, his peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed.

"It can't escape." Ao Lin snorted coldly.

Jiang Yining patted Ao Lin's hand, which was wrapped around his waist, reassuringly. The next instant, she flashed, ignoring the distance in space, and directly traversed tens of thousands of miles of void, appearing at the edge of that high-dimensional rift!

Facing the enormous eyeball that occupied half the sky, Jiang Yining's figure was as small as an ant, but the chaotic pressure emanating from her made the entire starry sky tremble.

Anyone who dares to mess with me will pay the price.

Jiang Yining's voice wasn't loud, but with the blessing of the Chaos Law, it transformed into a rolling heavenly sound, resounding throughout the entire Canglan Realm.

She slowly clenched her right fist, and gray chaotic power condensed into a dazzling rainbow at the tip of her fist. Without any fancy spells or divine weapons, she simply relied on her half-saint realm body and the laws of chaos to smash down fiercely towards the Eye of the Divine Realm!

"boom--!!!"

With a single punch, the Milky Way seemed to reverse.

The power of chaos transformed into a gray, furious dragon, roaring as it crashed into the center of that dark golden pupil.

With a heart-wrenching, silent scream, the surface of the divine eye, which had always looked down upon all living beings as ants, was instantly covered with countless cracks. Then, to everyone's astonishment, the enormous eyeball shattered, transforming into a shower of golden light that rained down upon the void.

The laws governing the dimensional rift were completely destroyed. The high-dimensional rift, which stretched for hundreds of miles, lost its support and collapsed inward under the impact of chaotic power, eventually turning into a black dot and disappearing completely from the sky.

The wind stopped, and the clouds dispersed.

The skies above Abandoned Star Island have returned to their azure blue and tranquil state.

Jiang Yi stood quietly in mid-air, the Primordial Divine Ring gradually disappearing into her body. She let out a long sigh, the sharpness in her eyes completely gone, replaced by a deep weariness.

"It's over," she said softly.

The four illusory souls that were entwined around her also exhausted their last bit of power, turning into four streams of light and disappearing back into the four physical bodies in front of the array pivot hall below.

Jiang Yining lightly touched the ground with her toes, her figure floating down like a falling leaf, landing steadily on the white jade tiles of the square.

Gu Qinghan, Yu Luofeng, Ao Lin, and Feng Liuyun opened their eyes one after another. Although their souls had returned to their places, the depletion of their essence left them without the strength to even stand up, and they could only lean against the broken stone pillar in a sorry state.

Da Bao, Er Bao, and San Bao, with their short little legs, rushed over quickly.

"Mommy!" Sanbao buried his face in Jiang Yining's arms, tears streaming down his face. Although Dabao and Erbao didn't cry, their little hands, tightly gripping her clothes, betrayed their inner fear.

Jiang Yining squatted down and gently patted the heads of the three little ones, coaxing them softly, "It's alright, Mommy chased the bad guys away. Go see your daddies."

Upon hearing this, the three adorable children immediately turned around and ran to the four men. Although they usually disliked each other, they obediently stretched out their little hands, trying to use their meager spiritual power to heal them.

Jiang Yining stood up and walked to the four people.

Looking at these four men who were once arrogant but have now fallen from grace because of her, her heart softened completely.

"Ning'er..." Feng Liuyun leaned weakly against the stone pillar, forcing a pale smile, "Wasn't this young master handsome just now?"

"Handsome." Jiang Yining, unusually, didn't retort. She lifted her skirt and sat cross-legged in the middle of the four without any sign of disdain.

She stretched out her hands, grasping Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng with her left hand and placing her right hand on Ao Lin and Feng Liuyun's shoulders. The chaotic life force of the semi-saint realm flowed continuously into their bodies through her palms, gently repairing their damaged meridians and foundations.

"Don't be so reckless next time." Jiang Yining looked at them, her tone gentle yet carrying an undeniable domineering air. "Your lives are mine. No one is allowed to die without my permission. Do you hear me?"

Gu Qinghan grasped her fingertips in his hand, his frosty eyes melting into a pool of spring water: "Yes, my island lord."

Yu Luofeng gave a soft hum, then leaned his head on Jiang Yining's shoulder, greedily inhaling the medicinal scent emanating from her: "I'll remember that. But... Ning'er's shoulder is really comfortable to lean on."

Seeing this, Ao Lin and Feng Liuyun were about to speak up and compete for the position, but were stopped by a gentle but warning look from Jiang Yining.

"All of you, behave yourselves and focus on healing your wounds."

Sunlight pierced through the clouds and shone on the ruins of Abandoned Star Island.

Jiang Yining was surrounded by four men in the middle, with three adorable children around her.

A gentle breeze carried the sweet fragrance of medicinal herbs, transforming the life-or-death struggle into a peaceful and tender moment.

"It's a pity we're still missing them..."