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

Near the gate of the abyss, an even larger shadow slowly swept by.

The monsters that had just rushed out immediately pushed to the sides.

As the Kunpeng swam past the passage, its broad, massive fins swayed gently, creating an undercurrent that swept several giant beasts that had no time to dodge out of the passage.

It ignored the bodies that were being crushed by the water pressure, and slowly turned its head to look upwards.

On the back of the neck, there is a small patch of purplish-black markings that has lost its luster.

That was the spot that had been scorched by the black flames.

The surrounding demonic energy was trying to fill the gap, but the charred marks remaining deep in the flesh made it difficult for the new patterns to continue.

The purplish-black color in Kunpeng's eyes flickered slightly, and a very faint golden hue emerged from the deepest part of its pupils.

A blurry image flashed through its consciousness without warning.

In the video, a figure stands on the shore, looking down at it, and the person seems to be saying something.

Kunpeng tried to recall the complete scene, but the scene before him suddenly shattered, turning back into the darkness of the deep sea.

The purplish-black lines on its forehead suddenly tightened, and chaotic thoughts surged forth, urging it to turn around and launch another attack on the sea.

Its massive body twitched, but it did not immediately rise to the surface.

A moment later, another scene flashed by.

A hand reached out from the shore and landed on its still-tender head.

The sensation was so distant that it was almost indistinguishable, yet it caused a brief pause in its long-confused consciousness.

who is it?

Before the idea could fully take shape, it was once again overwhelmed by demonic energy.

The Kunpeng emitted a deep, long cry from its throat, its head slowly swaying as if searching for something.

But the figure had vanished; all that remained were the constantly moving monsters and the debris falling from above.

Just then, a dim golden light slowly sank into its field of vision along with the ocean current.

It was a severed arm. The phoenix flame that had previously enveloped it had been almost completely suppressed by the seawater, but a faint trace of black flame still lingered on the surface of the flesh.

Several monsters nearby smelled the blood and were about to approach when they suddenly sensed the huge shadow behind them and immediately scattered and fled.

The Kunpeng stopped.

It turned its giant eyes and looked at the arm that was slowly turning in the water.

A familiar burning sensation faintly emanated from the wound on the back of my neck.

The residual aura on that arm was exactly the same as the power that had burned the purplish-black patterns on the back of its neck.

But besides that power that it instinctively feared, there seemed to be something else stirring its recently dormant consciousness.

It stared at the severed arm, and the pale golden light that had just appeared in the depths of its pupils flickered slightly again.

A moment later, it slowly opened its huge mouth.

The nearby seawater converged, and the severed arm, along with the faint glow of the remaining fire, was swept up by the current and disappeared into its mouth.

The Kunpeng closed its massive jaws again, its enormous body silently resting in the darkness.

Beside the burned marks on the back of his neck, a nascent purplish-black light had just begun to appear before suddenly dimming again.

......

Above the Northern Sea, warships arrived one after another, passing through the clouds and spreading out to both sides along the twelve Zhenhai cities.

The Tianpeng Clan cultivators took over from the exhausted aerial patrols, the aquatic clans deployed along the Zhenhai Pillar, and several demon clan legions skilled in close combat climbed the city walls to replace the wounded defenders.

Reinforcements continued to arrive from the rear.

Besides the eight royal families, the affiliated tribes brought by various clans, as well as the legions that converged along the way, were also entering Beiming one after another. The ships docked in the city, the formations were replenished, and the previously vacant positions were quickly filled.

Although demons are still pouring out of the Abyss Gate, after leaving the gate, they still have to cross the heavy seawater and the remaining restrictions. Even if they use the previously opened waterways to rise to the surface, they can only reach the surface in batches.

The demon reinforcements, however, were able to reach various cities directly along the land and air routes they had secured.

As more and more teams joined, the speed at which the demon army replenished its ranks far exceeded the speed at which the monsters emerged from the deep sea. Even though Mi Hai and his group had requested reinforcements, the speed at which the monsters were replenished could not keep up with the speed at which the demon army was killing them.

The demonic tide in the Northern Sea has begun to show signs of being contained.

The three True Name Beasts in the distance are still not defeated, but their situation is different from before.

They were no longer facing just the original few clan leaders.

Lei Hong led several powerful demons of the eighth realm into the battle, and lightning sealed off the sea, cutting off Lu Heng's retreat route towards the demonic tide.

Yuan Chongyue pressed forward head-on, unleashing a series of heavy blows. Every time Lu Heng swung his spear to parry, other powerful demons would attack from the side, giving him no chance to adjust.

Mi Hai was also entangled by Cang Gu and Tu Shan Fei Yue.

Several eighth-realm demons on the periphery continued to eliminate the demons she had summoned. She tried to escape several times, but was forced back by the powerful demons who had been guarding the area in advance.

The clan leaders were responsible for direct containment, while the other eight regions blocked retreat routes, cut off aid, and took turns launching attacks.

The three True Name Species could still hold on, but they were too busy to take care of the entire demonic tide. Several Eighth Realm demons that tried to charge the front line were successively surrounded and killed. Before their remains could sink, the demon army activated the formation to drag them to the side, sealing the corpses and demonic energy together.

On the platform in Haicheng, Shen Chang'an was also recovering rapidly, his consciousness gradually returning...

......

In the distance, Zhou Chongxuan, who had been watching all this from the mountainside, stood up.

He knew he couldn't wait any longer. If he waited any longer, once the demon race had completely stabilized the situation and the clan leaders returned, it would be difficult for them to get close to Shen Chang'an.

Right now, those clan leaders are fighting against the True Name Species and the Primal Species; this is their last chance.

"Come with me."

He got up and walked out of the mountainside, followed immediately by several people.

Zhou Chongxuan no longer concealed his appearance. His aged figure stepped into the air, his robes fluttering gently in the sea breeze. Several Zhou family cultivators lined up on either side of him, blocking the demonic creatures that rushed towards him, and headed straight for Zhenhai City, where Shen Chang'an was located.

One of the powerful demons guarding the city noticed the newcomer and immediately raised his hand.

"stop!"

A cyan light curtain stretched across the outside of the city.

Zhou Chongxuan did not stop walking. He raised two fingers and gently drew a line in front of him.

A pale white light emanated from the fingertip and fell into the light curtain. The originally tightly connected array patterns paused, and the spiritual power that made up the light curtain began to disperse layer by layer, revealing a gap large enough for passage.

The great demon's expression changed, and he swung his palm to strike.

Zhou Chongxuan swept his sleeve across the area, and before the palm print even got close, its edges had already rapidly dissolved. The remaining force landed in front of him, only stirring up a slight breeze.

"You guys hold them off, I'll go and take the person away."

He gave a brief instruction and walked through the light curtain alone.

The Zhou family cultivators behind him immediately scattered and engaged the pursuing guards. He quickly overtook the guards and charged towards the platform.

A figure slowly landed in front of the platform.

She recognized the person at a glance, and her face darkened.

"Zhou Chongxuan, I didn't expect you to come too."

Murong Yan stood in front of the stone platform, his spiritual power surging within him.

Zhou Chongxuan glanced at Shen Chang'an on the stone platform, then looked at the two sisters, his expression calm and composed: "I'm taking him away."