High-level martial arts: Long spear with black flames to suppress demons.

The figure behind the door suddenly spread its five fingers at that moment.

Several stone slabs suddenly trembled.

Thin black lines emerged from between the broken lines, barely forming a distorted pattern on the inside of the seal.

The black silk threads that had not yet broken off on Kunpeng's body suddenly tightened.

Its head, which had just been raised, trembled violently before slowly turning downwards. The golden light in its giant eye was still struggling, but it was gradually swallowed up by the surging blackish-purple light.

A deep, long cry came from deep within its throat.

The nearby seawater churned, and the dragon pattern on his forehead was washed away, turning into countless points of light that fell into the old wound.

This time, the gold in that eye did not shine again.

The Kunpeng turned its body and sank into the depths of the seabed.

Instead of continuing to crash into the center of the ancient seal, it swam along the edge of the seal and stopped below a pillar that suppresses the sea.

Its broad tail slowly rose.

The next moment, the heavy seawater was suddenly pushed aside, carrying mud, sand and boulders, and crashed down on the base of the pillar.

The sea-suppressing pillar trembled violently.

The dragon patterns on the surface immediately lit up, diverting the impact along the light band towards the adjacent stone pillars. The entire array responded accordingly, and the turbulence that had just been stirred up nearby was pushed back onto the seabed before it could spread.

But Kunpeng had already attached himself to it.

Its broad fins swept across the pillar, embedding themselves deeply into the rock strata below. The barriers that were supposed to block the intruder merely slid along its flesh upon contact, without immediately strangling it.

A dull cracking sound came from underground.

The Kunpeng slowly pressed down, lifting up the array patterns buried in the rock strata along with a large area of ​​stone foundation.

The sea-suppressing pillar remains intact, but the seabed supporting its base has been torn open by a rift.

The giant pillar tilted as a result.

Although the amplitude was not large, it caused a band of light connecting the edge of the abyss gate to suddenly tighten, and the dragon patterns flowing within it also paused briefly.

The figure behind the door took a step forward, and a stone slab flipped over, its sharp edge wedging precisely into the spot where it had stopped.

The black light pierced through the crack, and the surrounding dragon patterns immediately gathered around it, trying to force it out. However, the Kunpeng's head had already crashed into the point where the light band met the abyss gate.

boom!

A sudden burst of dark blue light shattered dozens of dragon patterns, and the ancient seal phantom sank down, pressing the massive head against the edge of the seal.

The nearby seawater converged at the same time.

Countless restrictions lit up, using the weight of the entire deep sea to gradually lower Kunpeng's body. A ghostly blue light poured into the old wounds, attempting to strip away the demonic energy within, causing the flesh pierced by the black threads to burst open one after another.

Large amounts of black blood gushed out from beneath it.

Kunpeng's body twitched violently, but instead of retreating, it swung its tail and continued to thrust forward.

The wounds deepened and the dragon patterns on the sea-suppressing pillars grew brighter.

However, where its body was pressed against the seal, there were still a few places where the restriction was not completely closed. The light patterns that traveled along its flesh were still trying to separate it from the demonic energy within its body.

The great formation recognized it, and even though it was breaking the seal, the ancient restrictions still did not completely regard it as a demon within the Abyss Gate.

The figure behind the door watched all of this, then slowly raised his other hand.

The last stone slab was pressed into the light curtain.

Almost simultaneously, the black threads from Kunpeng's wound extended outwards, connecting with the remaining patterns spreading on the stone slab.

A thin black line appeared within the dark blue light curtain.

It hid beneath the massive body of the Kunpeng, rapidly spreading along the still-unclosed barriers. By the time the surrounding dragon patterns sensed the anomaly and converged again, a corner of the light barrier had already been stained black.

The Kunpeng suddenly retreated, and the ancient seal phantom, now free of obstruction, crashed down, sealing the newly appeared crack.

More dragon patterns swam up from the Zhenhai Pillar, layering over the damaged area. The black lines were pressed thinner and thinner, and the stone slabs embedded within them began to tremble, their edges peeling away continuously.

Given more time, the breach that was pried open will close again.

But Kunpeng had already swum away into the distance.

Its long-folded fins were fully extended, and its body stretched across several sea-suppressing pillars, revealing a breathtakingly massive silhouette in the deep blue light.

The seawater began to converge behind it.

At first it was just a turbulent current, but it grew faster and faster, carrying pebbles from the seabed and carving out a wide channel between the stone pillars.

The figure behind the door placed its palm on the light screen, and the shaking of the stone slabs suddenly stopped.

The remaining patterns stopped flashing and began to contract inwards simultaneously, concentrating all the black light on the previously eroded area.

At that moment, Kunpeng also turned its head.

Its fins folded in, and its tail swung violently.

The massive, battered body plunged down the waterway, followed closely by the swirling currents behind it, crashing together into the seal.

The phantom image of the ancient seal fell directly towards us.

The two forces collided, and the nearby seawater was instantly pushed aside.

The flesh and blood of the Kunpeng's head instantly shattered, exposing its stark white bones in the eerie blue light. A heavy, suppressive force traveled along its head into its body, pressing its spine downwards.

But it didn't stop.

Its two fins held firmly to the seabed, while its tail swung continuously, pushing the seawater surging from behind toward the seal.

Black blood was splattered onto the light screen.

The black line, which had been so thin it was almost invisible, suddenly lit up again.

The figure behind the door reached out a hand, and several stone slabs shattered at the same time.

The two forces, one internal and one external, meet at the same point.

A sharp cracking sound pierced through the deep sea.

One corner of the ancient seal's phantom image collapsed, and the several light bands connected to it immediately broke off. The originally tilted sea-suppressing pillar was subjected to a backlash, and the base of the pillar continued to sink downwards.

The surrounding stone pillars quickly shared the pressure, and the dragon patterns lit up one after another, but they could no longer deliver the power to the damaged area as completely as before.

The dragon patterns surged towards the crack to repair it, but the demonic energy surging from inside the door had already poured in. The light patterns had just been reconnected when they were torn apart again by the combined forces from both inside and outside.

The Kunpeng let out a hoarse, long cry.

Half of its head was trapped in the light barrier, its flesh and blood intertwined with the restriction, and broken bones could even be seen deep in the wound.

The figure behind the door did not stop.

The black silk wrapped around the Kunpeng tightened again.

The massive body twisted violently.

Boom!

The central light curtain finally collapsed.

The ancient seal's phantom image began to crumble from the damaged corner, countless fragments of dark blue light being swept into the turbulent current. The connections between the sea-suppressing pillars broke one after another, and the still intact restrictions in the distance attempted to converge towards the center, but were blocked by the ever-widening cracks.