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

The sharp moonlight blade tore through the air, carrying a chilling killing intent, aiming straight for Sanbao's back.

The distance was too close and the speed was too fast.

Even Jiang Yining's purple-gold vines couldn't cross that final half-zhang distance in time.

Da Bao's eyes were bloodshot, and purple-gold lightning exploded wildly on the Anning Sword.

Feng Liuyun and Gu Qinghan rose up from the ground at the same time.

At this critical moment.

Sanbao did not turn back.

She didn't even loosen her little hands that were clinging to the sacrificial pillar.

The bright red lotus mark between the little girl's eyebrows suddenly burst forth with a red light even more dazzling than the true fire of Nirvana.

The pure black chaotic demonic energy contracted back into the body in that instant.

Instead, a dark red aura of law appeared.

Chaotic Demon Body, an immortal body.

The dull thud of a sharp blade piercing flesh rang out.

The moonlight blade pierced Sanbao's left shoulder.

There was no blood splattering.

It did not penetrate the body.

After the sharp blade pierced half an inch into the flesh, it seemed to have hit an insurmountable iron wall.

The dark red halo forcibly blocked the sharpness of the light blade.

Sanbao gasped in pain.

Her face turned deathly pale instantly.

But she gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound.

In her heterochromatic eyes, one black and one red, ignited a wild fire of arrogance befitting the daughter of a demon lord.

"You dare stab me."

Sanbao suddenly turned his head and glared fiercely at the Moon Goddess on the steps.

"You old hag, just you wait."

The old woman's cloudy eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"How is that possible?"

"How come the Moonlit Blade of the Heavenly Monarch Realm can't even pierce the flesh of a baby?"

Da Bao snorted coldly.

He held the Tranquility Heavy Sword in one hand, and his perfect-level Nine Heavens Thunder Body erupted.

Purple-gold lightning intertwined on his body, forming an illusory suit of lightning armor.

"Old woman, you deserve to die."

With a light tap of his toes, Da Bao transformed into a streak of purple-gold lightning, hurtling straight towards the Moon Goddess.

The Thunder Sword tore through the void, bringing with it the power to destroy everything, and cleaved down.

In her haste, the Moon Goddess raised her cane to block.

Thunder and moonlight collide.

The old woman was so shocked that she staggered back five or six steps, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Yining ignored the midwife.

Taking advantage of the moment when Sanbao blocked the attack, she extended her purple-gold vines like venomous snakes.

Instantly, it entangled the silver chains on the sacrificial pillar that were attempting to extract the bloodline of the Five Treasures once again.

"Cut it off."

Jiang Yining drank it cold.

The Devouring Law is fully activated.

The purple-gold vines frantically gnawed at the causal runes on the chains.

"Don't even think about it."

Moon Goddess steadied herself and attempted to activate the Ancient Moon Mirror of Qingqiu once more.

"Old woman, your opponents are us."

A cool, clear voice rang out from the side.

Gu Qinghan, dressed in white like snow, had already soared into the air without anyone noticing.

There was no warmth in his frosty eyes.

He held the broken sword in one hand, and the pure Yang sword intent transformed into a white rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth.

It slashed directly at the floating silver ancient mirror.

"Count me in."

Feng Liuyun's light laughter followed immediately.

His crimson robe billowed in the wind as he endured the excruciating pain in his left shoulder and formed a hand seal.

The crimson-gold Nirvana True Fire transformed into a giant fire phoenix.

It bypassed Gu Qinghan's sword energy and crashed into Gu Yuejing from the other side.

Sword intent at the early stage of the Dao Seeking Realm.

The true fire at the peak of the Mahayana stage.

Two top experts joined forces for one strike.

The Qingqiu Ancient Moon Mirror let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain, and three cracks instantly appeared on its surface.

The area of ​​moonlight that was pouring down immediately dimmed by half.

The pressure on the sacrificial pillar suddenly decreased.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sanbao, bracing himself against the sharp blade on his shoulder, grabbed Wubao and hugged him tightly.

With her small body, she held the five treasures tightly in her arms.

"Fifth Sister, wake up."

Sanbao's babyish voice was tinged with tears.

"You are your mother's daughter."

"You are not a sacrifice to these wicked foxes."

"Look at me, I'm the third sister."

Wu Bao was held tightly by San Bao.

The dark red aura of the immortal body intertwined with the silvery-white light of the enchantment law.

A fierce struggle resurfaced once again in Wu Bao's empty silver eyes.

She looked at the still-bleeding wound on Sanbao's shoulder.

Looking at that small face so close to mine, covered in tears.

The memories that had been forcibly sealed in his mind finally broke free from the shackles of the Fox God's will.

"elder sister."

Wu Bao's dry, cracked lips parted.

Large tears rolled down her cheeks and landed on Sanbao's back.

The silvery-white light receded like the tide.

The clear, innocent black pupils returned to her eyes.

The nine illusory fox tails behind him also drooped limply.

"Sister, it hurts so much."

Wu Bao nestled in San Bao's arms and burst into tears.

"Don't cry, sweetie."

Sanbao sniffed and patted Wubao's back with his uninjured hand.

"I'll take you home."

At this moment, Jiang Yining's purple-gold vines completely shattered the chains.

She leaped forward and caught her two daughters safely in her arms.

A gentle vitality emanated from her fingertips, quickly sealing the wound on Sanbao's shoulder.

"Mother."

Wu Bao nestled in Jiang Yining's arms, her little hands tightly gripping the purple-gold cloak.

"Good boy, Wubao."

Jiang Yining lowered her head and kissed Wu Bao's forehead.

When I looked up again.

The killing intent in his purplish-gold eyes had reached its peak.

On the stairs.

Seeing the formation broken and the five treasures freed, the Moon Goddess trembled with rage.

"You foreign ants."

"You've ruined my grand plan for Qingqiu for ten thousand years."

"I will tear you to pieces."

The old woman raised her rattan cane high, preparing to burn her lifespan and launch a final battle.

Just then.

A crisp cracking sound came from the foundation at the very bottom of the altar.

The entire white jade altar shook violently.

The Moon Goddess's movements froze in mid-air.

She looked down, disbelief shining in her cloudy eyes.

A loud bang.

The white jade slab exploded with a loud bang.

Gravel mixed with pungent blood shot into the sky.

A colossal figure, shrouded in overwhelming demonic energy and a thick stench of blood, burst forth from the depths of the earth.

That was a man.

He was wearing tattered silver armor.

His full head of white hair was soaked in dark red blood and stuck to his pale, paper-white cheeks.

That eerily handsome face was now covered with crisscrossing bloodstains.

The armor on his abdomen was completely shattered, and deep wounds that exposed bone were vaguely visible.

He was dragging a broken Soul-Locking Nail in his hand.

The other end of the Soul-Locking Nail was still connected to his forcibly torn flesh.

The Fox King Bai Ze.

He walked barefoot on the shattered white jade steps.

With each step, a glaring bloodstain was left on the ground.

He was extremely weak, as if he would collapse at any moment.

But in those long, narrow, and affectionate fox eyes, a murderous intent more insane than hell itself was burning.

The golden demonic eyes were fixed on the Moon Goddess.

The oppressive aura of a True Monarch Realm cultivator, mixed with the ferocity of someone on the verge of death, compressed the surrounding air, causing it to explode.

The Moon Goddess was forced to take a step back by this imposing aura.

"Bai Ze, you've gone mad."

The old woman scolded her sternly.

"If you pull out the Soul-Locking Nail, your demon soul will immediately dissipate."

Bai Ze ignored her.

He slowly raised his hand and wiped away the blood dripping from his chin.

His gaze passed over the Moon Goddess and landed on Jiang Yining and the five treasures in her arms.

He saw that his wife and daughter were safe and sound.

A ghastly smile stretched across his blood-stained face.

Then, he turned his head and stared at the Moon Goddess again.

"You old bastard, you dare to lay a hand on my wife and daughters? You'll pay with your life!"