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

High in the sky, the Great Sun Phoenix Wheel rotated, and a golden pillar of fire descended from the center of the wheel, connecting with the fire seal in front of Shen Chang'an's palm. The golden light that originally covered the surrounding sea area quickly converged, forming a huge phoenix shadow, which slowly spread its wings.

Black Flame followed closely behind.

Dark flames coiled around the phoenix's wings, intertwining with the golden true fire, swirling continuously in mid-air. With each rotation, a condensed ring of fire appeared on the outer edge, completely evaporating the nearby moisture before it could dissipate.

Mi Hai raised his head, and his expression finally changed.

She could sense that the flames contained not only enough power to severely injure her, but also the black flames that had previously burned away the patterns on the stone slabs.

This time, we can no longer rely on sacrificing a few scales to avoid it.

She raised her hands and placed them on either side of the stone crown on her forehead.

As she slowly applied pressure with her fingers, the stone crown detached from between the short horns and hung in front of her. Several black lines that had been embedded in the Kunpeng's body suddenly tightened, then dimmed considerably, as she completely drew back the power within the stone crown.

In the distance, the Kunpeng, which was fighting against Cang Gu, paused slightly, then struggled frantically under the residual erosion.

Mi Hai was already too preoccupied to pay attention.

The gray-black stone crown spun in mid-air, and the tiny engravings on it lit up one by one. An aura completely different from ordinary demonic energy emanated from it, heavy and cold, even the golden light shining nearby was suppressed and pushed away.

The demonic energy behind her began to collapse, converging layer by layer towards the stone crown.

The power left behind by that great man was also triggered, and layers of dragon patterns emerged from under the scales, overlapping with the patterns released by the stone crown, and finally condensing into a huge cyan-black dragon head in front of him. This was the power that great man comprehended when he broke the seal on the dragon patterns.

The dragon's head had no complete body; its gaping maw contained only constantly rotating, gray-black markings.

Shen Chang'an's palm fell.

The enormous phoenix shadow, enveloped in nine layers of fire, crashed head-on towards Mi Hai.

The dragons raised their heads simultaneously, biting at the falling flames.

The moment the two forces clashed, the sea surface suddenly became still, followed by a deafening roar. The outermost ring of fire exploded, and black and gold flames rolled down along both sides of the dragon's head, distorting and deforming large areas of the scale-like patterns.

Mi Hai pushed his hands forward, and the light from the stone crown suddenly intensified.

The dragon's head, still ablaze, continued upwards, its gaping maw snapping shut on one of the phoenix's wings, tearing it apart. The dissipating golden flames scattered in all directions, while black flames burned inwards from its mouth, leaving behind the gray-black markings.

Mi Hai's shoulder jolted violently, and blood spilled from his mouth.

Shen Chang'an was also feeling bad.

The shockwave from the collision of the two forces traveled back along the fire mark, causing the skin on his arms to split open one after another. Before the blood could flow, it was evaporated by the flames rising around him. The Great Sun Phoenix Wheel above his head was still casting golden light downwards, but he could no longer activate it without restraint.

If he were to force himself to exert more force, his own body would likely be the first to give out.

But the Mi Hai before them clearly had no strength left to retreat.

Shen Chang'an gritted his teeth, grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, and suppressed the remaining fire seals.

In mid-air, the still-intact ring of fire suddenly tightened.

One after another, they all crashed into the dark blue dragon's head.

Cracks first appeared on the dragon's forehead, then spread all the way to both sides of its massive mouth. The stone crown in front of Mi Hai trembled violently, and several engravings faded noticeably, but the dragon's head did not dissipate. Instead, it charged forward against the last ring of fire.

Shen Chang'an's expression changed, and the Heavenly Net Umbrella instantly opened in front of him.

The next moment, the shattered dragon head and the flames exploded simultaneously.

He felt an immense force crashing into him, the Heavenly Net Umbrella bent inwards under pressure, and he was thrown uncontrollably backwards. The Golden Light Mantra appeared layer by layer on his chest, only to shatter one after another, until he crashed into the sea of ​​fire in the spiritual realm, barely managing to stabilize himself.

A mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.

On the opposite side, Mihai was also engulfed by the exploding flames.

At the last moment, she retracted her stone crown. The purplish-black light protected her head and torso, but it couldn't completely block the surging black flames. Large patches of scales on her left shoulder and arm were burned off, and the wounds that hadn't healed reopened, with blood flowing continuously from her fingertips.

She burst out of the sea of ​​fire, retreating hundreds of feet before finally stopping in a churning cloud of demonic mist.

A huge gap was blasted open in the sea between the two of them.

Seawater kept pouring in from all sides, and was burned into thick fog by the remaining flames, obscuring their figures from view.

Shen Chang'an put away the slightly trembling Heavenly Net Umbrella, pressed his chest, and frowned in pain. Several meridians in his body were damaged, and even his external spiritual domain was fluctuating slightly.

The Nirvana Technique began to operate at full power.

Golden flames rose from the depths of the wound, slowly repairing the torn flesh. He absorbed spiritual energy to replenish his strength while keeping his eyes fixed on the figure in the distance.

Mi Hai did not approach again.

She fastened the stone crown back to her forehead, and the surrounding demonic energy surged into her body, repairing her damaged scales and flesh.

However, the black flames clinging to the wound refused to go out. She peeled away the eroded parts one by one, discarding them along with the damaged patterns.

With each piece she peeled off, her expression grew colder.

Through the churning white mist, the two looked at each other again.

In that last strike, neither of them was able to completely overpower the other, and the brief pause was only enough for them to catch their breath.

......

On the outskirts of Beiming, in a stone forest backed by mountains, several figures in gray robes stood quietly.

The roar of the sea echoed from afar, and the rocks beneath his feet trembled slightly. Gu Tianyu held up a bronze mirror, its surface constantly distorting, barely reflecting a few scenes of battle.

Gu Chengyue stood beside him, his gaze fixed on the black and gold interwoven spiritual realm, and remained silent for a long time.

Shen Chang'an was confronting a humanoid demon. Both of them were injured, and the churning seawater around them was being evaporated by the remaining flames, indicating that they had just experienced an extremely violent collision.

Gu Weishan frowned and looked into the distance: "Such a big mess has actually happened in Beiming. The demon army has been tied up."

The scene of Cang Gu fighting with Kunpeng flashed by. Even without seeing the whole thing, the unimaginably huge body still made the people in the stone forest feel uneasy.

They had originally planned to look for an opportunity on the outskirts of Beiming, waiting for Shen Chang'an to temporarily separate from the demon race before trying to take him away. Now, however, there was no need to wait for him to be alone; as long as this great battle continued, the strength of both sides would eventually be depleted.

The more chaotic the battlefield, the greater the risk when it comes to actually taking action.

Gu Tianyu turned to his father and asked, "Father, shall we go now?"

Gu Chengyue looked at Shen Chang'an in the mirror and slowly shook his head.

"It's not the right time yet. He can still fight, and that monster hasn't lost its ability to fight back. If we go in now, no matter which side we help, the other side will be watching us."

"Prepare an escape route first. Once you make your move, don't get entangled with the demons."

The group responded in hushed tones, while the seventh-realm cultivators behind them remained where they were, not continuing to approach the sea. Given the current battlefield, even if they went over, they would hardly be able to help, and would only easily expose their presence.

Dozens of miles away from the Stone Forest, another team also stopped.

Several elderly men stood in a narrow space carved out of the mountainside, facing a constantly changing seascape. One of them stared intently at the spiritual realm behind Shen Chang'an, his gaze lingering on it for a long time.

"The information is correct, the person is here."

"Wait a little longer."

The elderly man at the head of the group tucked his hands into his sleeves and spoke in a low voice.

"The demon race can't take care of us right now, but that young man isn't at his breaking point yet."

Further away, similar teams appeared; several teams from the capital city arrived one after another on the outskirts of Beiming.

They all carefully concealed their auras, refraining from rashly spreading their divine senses in all directions. The chaotic spiritual energy at sea concealed the movements along the coast, and though they were unaware of each other's presence, they all chose to wait.