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

On the outskirts of Beiming, beside a small slope, Gu Chengyue suddenly stood up.

He saw Shen Chang'an being brought to the surface of the sea by the two sisters.

The body was incomplete and its breath was weak. If it weren't for the flames still flickering on its body, it would have been almost indistinguishable from a dead person.

Meanwhile, several powerful demons were still being dragged across the sea by the demons, and this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Everyone, prepare to move! We just need to take the people away; don't get entangled with the demons too much."

As soon as Gu Chengyue finished speaking, four figures in gray robes simultaneously leaped out of the mountains and headed straight for Murong Yan and the other person.

But just as they crossed the coast, several streaks of light shot out from the other side. The leader, masked, unfurled a long rope in his hand, bypassed a demon in front of him, and directly coiled it towards Shen Chang'an's waist.

Gu Tianyu's expression changed, and he raised his palm to deflect the long rope.

"Get out of here!"

When the first attack failed, the masked man's two companions attacked simultaneously, pressing down on Gu Tianyu from the left and right.

Only then did the sea monsters realize the change.

One of the eighth-realm demons guarding the city initially thought that the arrival of humans was a sign of reinforcements, but his face turned ashen after he saw the direction from which they attacked.

"Humans? What do you want?!"

He had just repelled the demon in front of him when a giant hand pressed down from the side, forcing him to turn around and defend himself. The human cultivators made no attempt to explain, and taking advantage of the moment he was distracted, they continued to chase after Murong Yan and his companion.

Peng Lie turned around abruptly, his golden eyes surging with anger.

"Who dares to touch him!"

The sound rolled across the sea, but it did not stop those people; several streaks of light rushed toward the same target.

Tu Shan Fei Yue's ancient mirror spun, and a beam of light appeared in front of Murong Yan, blocking the long rope that was attacking her.

But Que Shi followed closely behind, the stone shard at her waist suddenly unfolding and cutting into the edge of the mirror light, forcibly restraining the power she had dispersed.

Murong Yan carried Shen Chang'an and retreated quickly to the side, while Murong Qing stayed close to her side, constantly expanding and contracting the Fangcun Liunian technique to slow down the pursuing attacks as much as possible.

"Head towards Du Yue!"

Murong Yan gritted her teeth and changed direction repeatedly. Du Yue was already approaching them, but the demonic tide and the aftershocks of the battle separated them, forcing her to stop several times.

Suddenly, a burly figure crashed into them from the side.

The newcomer reached out and grabbed Murong Yan directly. There was not much dazzling spiritual light between his fingers and palm, but the pressure he brought was astonishingly heavy. The barrier that Murong Yan had erected was dented by the palm and almost shattered on the spot.

A hand reached out from the side and blocked the other hand for her.

It was Gu Tianyu who made the move, but he wasn't trying to save them; he simply didn't want the newcomers to take them away first. The two forces collided, and he staggered back two steps, while the burly man opposite him only swayed his shoulder slightly.

The sleeve was torn, and a faint glimmer of light shone through the exposed forearm.

Gu Tianyu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Jun Tian Bone... I didn't expect the Xiang family from the Northwest to come as well."

The burly man glanced at him and then decided to stop concealing his aura.

"If you can come, why can't we?"

He raised his hand to flick away the tattered cloth from his sleeve, his gaze passing over Gu Tianyu and landing on Gu Chengyue behind him.

"Your Gu family, on the other hand, have kept it well hidden."

Gu Tianyu's face darkened, and he raised his palm to strike.

The burly man threw a punch, bone light flashing along his arm. As their fist and palm collided, the nearby seawater suddenly sank. Gu Tianyu didn't continue to engage him in close combat, using the momentum to pull back, his gaze now unusually sinister.

Neither of them explicitly stated their intentions, but these few words were enough to show that the other party was not completely ignorant.

On the other side, a long box opened in mid-air, and several thin silver shuttles flew out, heading towards Murong Yan. Gu Weishan waved his sleeve to deflect two of them, but the remaining shuttles suddenly changed direction and instead pierced towards his back.

"The Baili family, are you going to interfere too?"

He roared and turned to block the shuttle.

The old man holding the box remained silent, his face shrouded in mist. However, the person beside him had already passed both of them and continued to chase after Shen Chang'an.

No one wants to let the other get the first chance.

What began as an attempt to encircle the Murong sisters quickly devolved into a power struggle between several factions. Those who tried to approach were forced back by another faction, and those who attempted to block the path had their spells shattered by others.

Taking advantage of this brief opening, the Murong sisters hugged Shen Chang'an and changed positions repeatedly.

The nearby demons didn't distinguish who came from the crowd and pounced on them, tearing at them wildly. Several human cultivators who had concealed their identities had to first fend off the demons, and just as they dodged the claws, spells from other contenders rained down from their sides.

The battlefield at sea descended into complete chaos.

The angry roars of the demons, the howls of monsters, and the thunderous clashes of spiritual treasures mingled together, plunging the entire battlefield into a chaotic melee where everyone faced a different opponent at any given moment.

In the distance, Du Yue watched the two sisters being chased by the crowd, then spread out her sleeves, revealing large swaths of golden and red phoenix feathers that stretched forward.

Upon seeing the flames, Murong Yan suddenly took his last breath.

"Walk!"

Murong Qing raised her hand, slowing down the two closest attacks, then supported Shen Chang'an's sinking body and rushed towards the golden-red light with her.

Behind them, several powerful auras caught up almost simultaneously.

Just then, a deep, muffled bell tolled from the southern horizon.

Gu Tianyu paused slightly as he raised his hand, and everyone looked up.

The distant clouds parted, revealing massive warships with thick decks, their hulls covered in array patterns that lit up one by one. Higher up, flocks of birds soared through the sea of ​​clouds, their wings casting shadows that stretched across the coastal mountains.

On the lead warship, eight royal battle flags unfurled simultaneously in the gale. Lu Qingyan stood at the bow, a soft light flowing between his horns, but his gaze darkened the moment he saw the battlefield below.

Monsters roam the seas.

The eight great demons who should have been guarding their positions had all gone into battle, several clan leaders were held back by demons, and even His Majesty was constantly distracted trying to rescue them. And right in front of His Majesty, a group of human cultivators were chasing after two women covered in blood.

One of them was holding a seriously injured and unconscious person in his arms. She immediately sensed it and the result surprised her greatly.

"That's... Inspector Shen? How could he be so badly injured?"

Lu Qingyan didn't dare to delay and immediately lowered the command flag in his hand.

"The Xuanjia clan has taken over the damaged array core, and the aquatic race has deployed defenses along the Zhenhai Pillar! The Tianpeng clan has sealed off the skies, preventing demons from crossing the twelve cities!"

Commands were relayed along the formation of the warships.