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

On the sea, Shen Chang'an raised his only remaining hand, trying to grab the spear shaft that had pierced his body, but a heavy force was already pressing down on him.

The black flames had just ignited when seawater surged up from behind.

The next moment, he fell back into the Northern Sea.

The golden flames that had just begun to recover were darkened again by the seawater, and the stone spear, dragging Shen Chang'an's broken body, quickly sank into the depths of the sea.

The sky in Shen Chang'an's field of vision suddenly shrank, and Du Yue's golden-red wings fluttered on the water's surface before being completely obscured by the rolling waves.

Du Yue lunged forward, but before she could even reach the surface of the sea, a dark spear-like shadow shot towards her.

Lu Heng stood atop the churning waves, his shattered armor still peeling away, but without hesitation, the newly formed spear in his hand aimed straight for her chest.

A silver ancient mirror flew in from the side, blocking the attack for her.

Tu Shan Fei Yue's nine tails swept across, forcing Lu Heng back several steps.

"Your Majesty, don't go near him!"

Before she finished speaking, dozens of scarlet eyes lit up in the seawater below.

The eighth-realm demons that had originally scattered towards Zhenhai City were now gathering here. Their enormous bodies were squeezed between the churning waves, and several primitive species that had already taken on humanoid shapes also rose from the depths, guarding the direction from which Shen Chang'an had fallen.

Mi Hai retreated among the demons, the stone crown on his forehead flashing continuously, transmitting strands of his thoughts. Que Shi raised his hands, gray-black patterns spreading along the sea surface, connecting with the surrounding demonic energy to form an ever-changing barrier of demonic energy.

The three true-named creatures did not continue attacking the others.

They want to first kill the human who can burn the stone slab completely underwater.

Cang Gu roared, its dragon tail whipping up a giant wave that swept directly at the demons blocking its path. The bodies of the two eighth-realm demons were shattered, and before their remains could fall into the sea, several more demons followed.

Lu Heng thrust out a spear from the demonic tide, forcing Cang Gu to raise his claws to defend.

On the other side, Yuan Chongyue and Peng Lie pressed down simultaneously, but were momentarily hindered by several gray-black light curtains torn open by Que Shi. In that instant, several eighth-realm demons recklessly charged forward, blocking their path.

Beneath the sea surface, the golden light of the Xuan Yuan Zhen Hai Xi trembled violently.

Just as Du Yue was about to move forward again, she sensed that more array patterns were breaking near the Abyss Gate. Her face turned pale, and she raised her hand to steady the ancient seal, but her gaze never left the dark seawater.

The aura emanating from Shen Chang'an was growing weaker and weaker.

Just then, Murong Qing suddenly spoke up from afar: "We need to rescue Chang'an. Perhaps... we can go over there..."

Murong Yan turned to look at her, only to see that she had already raised her hand and pointed to a spot on the outer edge of the demonic tide that was covered by shattered corpses and water mist.

"We can't squeeze through from the front; we have to dive down from the side."

Murong Yan looked in the direction she pointed. There were indeed demons there, but they were a little far away from the three True Name Species. Most of their attacks were drawn to the clan leaders in front of them.

She nodded and grabbed Murong Qing's wrist.

"I'll shield you from the attacks on the surface. You dive down, find the person, and come back immediately."

Murong Qing nodded, and the two of them simultaneously darted to the side.

Du Yue saw their movements, and a beam of fire immediately shot out from her Nine Heavens Phoenix Robe, landing in front of the two. Several attacking demons were forced back by the flames, and Murong Yan took the opportunity to rush forward, gathering spiritual power in his palm and slamming it down heavily to meet a sharp claw that had emerged from the water.

The seawater exploded.

She used the shockwave from the collision to shield her vision, and then shoved forward with her other hand.

Murong Qing walked past her.

The space in her mind narrowed into an extremely narrow domain in front of her, causing several incoming demonic beams to slow down for a moment. She grazed the side of one of the demons, her shoulder torn open by bone spikes, but her body did not stop, plunging directly into the sea.

A biting chill and immense pressure struck at the same time.

Murong Qing grunted, quickly gathering his protective spiritual power, and followed the lingering bloodstains below. The firelight on the sea quickly faded into the distance, leaving only the heavy sound of rushing water in his ears, and even his outward-reaching divine senses became sluggish.

She adjusted her posture and quickly began to descend. Soon, she saw Shen Chang'an.

The figure was still sinking, a gray-black stone spear piercing its waist and abdomen, the blood almost completely stopped flowing from its severed arm. Its remaining hand still rested on the spear shaft, a faint black flame flickering between its fingers, unable to burn it off.

Murong Qing increased her speed.

Suddenly, a long, jet-black tail lashed out from the side. She dodged, but the bony blade at the end of the tail still grazed her back, drawing a spray of blood. The monster lurking in the water then pounced, its jaws snapping at her shoulder and neck.

Murong Qing turned around and struck with a palm, knocking it away, but the force of the impact made her chest feel tight.

We can't engage in a prolonged fight here; we have no advantage underwater.

She formed a hand seal, and the fleeting moments of time she could barely cover the small patch of seawater behind her. Then, taking advantage of the moment when the other party was slowed down, she rushed straight towards Shen Chang'an and grabbed his shoulder.

The coldness of the body she touched made her heart clench.

"Chang'an!"

However, no response was received.

Murong Qing gritted her teeth, pressing her spiritual energy along the stone spear to both ends. The patterns on the surface of the spear immediately lit up, and a chilling force drilled along her arm, causing blood to quickly seep from her fingertips.

She increased her strength, forcefully breaking off the two ends of the stone spear that were protruding from her body, leaving the part that had pierced through her flesh in place. Then, she supported Shen Chang'an and turned to swim upwards.

The monsters behind them had broken free of their restraints and were chasing after them again.

Murong Qing pulled Shen Chang'an into her arms, her back facing the oncoming bone claw, taking the full force of the blow. Her protective aura shattered instantly, a sweet taste rose in her throat, and blood gushed from the corner of her mouth. However, the impact propelled her body upwards, and she turned and charged towards the sea.

A moment later, a light appeared overhead.

A hand reached out from the water and accurately grabbed her arm.

Murong Yan stood beside the waterway that had split open in the sea, half of her sleeve already stained with blood. She pulled the two of them out of the water, then raised her sleeve to block the pursuing demonic light, leading them backward.

Du Yue observed that the person had been brought up, and then unleashed a burst of flames that landed on Shen Chang'an.

The golden flames on his body finally reignited, and the almost stagnant Nirvana Technique began to slowly circulate again. Murong Qing, however, was already unsteady on his feet, and blood kept gushing from his back.

Murong Yan caught his body, her gaze sweeping over the collapsed chest and the wound that pierced through his waist and abdomen, her face turning extremely grim.