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

A cacophony of sounds came from the Northern Sea.

The sounds that reached Shen Chang'an's ears became blurry and intermittent, causing his five senses to completely collapse.

He still wants to take back the false spirit image.

The thought had barely formed when another sharp pain shot through his soul. The power of the Soul-Eating Blade had seeped deep into his body through the pseudo-spiritual form, and each activation of it was pulling at the widening cracks.

The Great Dream Spring and Autumn Manual could never be fully activated.

The meager amount of divine soul power that had been barely condensed was quickly eroded by the grayish-white traces and dissipated in the surroundings.

He could only grit his teeth and hold onto the last vestiges of his consciousness that had not yet become chaotic.

Just then, a soft sound suddenly came from the depths of the Spirit Realm.

As his soul was severely damaged, the spiritual realm continued to shrink inward, the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree drooped, and the golden trunk dimmed considerably.

The roots buried deep within the spiritual realm slowly began to light up at this moment.

A gentle, warm scent emanates from the heart of the tree.

That was the essence of the ancestral phoenix tree left deep within the phoenix tree during the fourth tempering, which had not yet been fully refined.

The breath rose up the tree trunk, and the drooping leaves unfurled one by one. The two phoenixes that had been perched on the branches also raised their heads at the same time.

The two fire phoenixes looked at the collapsing pseudo-spirit image outside the tree, and suddenly flapped their wings and took flight.

They flew over the branches and leaves of the phoenix tree and headed straight for the rift that pierced through the shoulder and chest, with the golden phoenix disappearing into it first.

Soft golden light spread along the crack, supporting the fragments that were about to fall off. The constantly breaking connections were finally temporarily stabilized.

Immediately afterward, the black phoenix rushed in as well. It swam along the gray-white marks, its wings slowly probing into the wound, drawing up a wisp of strange power that was entangled in the soul.

Shen Chang'an's body trembled violently. That power was so deeply entangled with his soul that the pain of being separated was even more intense than when he had been eroded before.

The grayish-white marks tightened abruptly.

The surrounding divine soul power was also pulled, and the crack that had just stabilized opened up again. But more phoenix tree energy poured in, and the golden phoenix spread its wings to protect the part that was on the verge of collapse.

The two phoenixes, one in front of the other, began to slowly swim along the wound.

The gold held onto the lingering spirit, while the black clung to the grayish-white traces, attempting to separate them little by little.

On the city wall, Murong Yan suddenly noticed a change: the pseudo-spiritual image behind Shen Chang'an stopped collapsing.

The rift was still terrifying, but two intersecting streaks of fire had appeared along its edges, slowly moving along the shoulders, neck, chest, and abdomen.

The grayish-white marks seemed to be angered by the two phoenixes, and began to erode inward again.

The black phoenix then rushed forward, while its golden wings on the other side quickly unfolded to protect the affected soul.

Two forces intertwined within the tattered pseudo-spiritual image.

The erosion did not stop, and the stripping was far from complete, but at least the rate at which the soul was constantly dissolving finally slowed down.

......

On the sea, another piece of the scale armor on Mihai's shoulder was smashed.

The staff grazed her side and crashed into the sea. Before the waves it created had even subsided, a silvery, mirror-like light shone through them, once again obscuring the direction she was about to retreat.

Yuan Chongyue and Tu Shan Feiyue never gave her a chance to catch her breath.

One person launched a frontal assault, while another blocked her retreat, forcing her to repeatedly activate her stone crown to defend against the attacks aimed at her body.

Further away, Que Shi and Lu Heng were also held back by the powerful demons, unable to retreat back underwater for a long time.

The chill in Mi Hai's eyes grew stronger.

She raised her hand and pressed it against the stone crown, preparing to once again use the power left within to move the enormous body on the seabed.

But after sending out her thoughts, her expression suddenly froze.

The response that came back was incorrect.

The connection that originally allowed her to control the Kunpeng seemed to be separated by a thick barrier. Several attempts to activate it only resulted in low and chaotic vibrations.

Immediately afterwards, the seawater beneath her feet began to rise.

At first, it was just a small body of water nearby, but it continued to spread outwards, even raising the sea level around several sea-suppressing pillars in the distance.

Just as Yuan Chongyue was about to swing his stick, he suddenly sensed a presence coming from below and abruptly stopped.

Tu Shan Fei Yue also withdrew the mirror light she had been chasing, and the nine tails unfolded behind her as she quickly retreated to the side.

"The Kunpeng is about to emerge; keep your distance!"

A long, low murmur pierced through the layers of seawater, slowly spreading across the world.

The sounds of clashing weapons and roars of demons nearby were drowned out by this long cry. Many demon cultivators felt their bloodlines vibrate and instinctively looked towards the sea.

The stone crown on Mi Hai's forehead suddenly shone brightly, and she finally sensed the Kunpeng again. A huge force surged in, but this force no longer contained only chaos and pain.

There was also a surge of anger directed directly at her!

The next moment, the sea exploded with a deafening roar.

The enormous head smashed through layers of water curtains, and the Kunpeng raised its body from the deep sea, its giant fin carrying heavy seawater as it slammed straight towards Mi Hai.

Her pupils contracted sharply.

This attack was actually aimed at me!

"Stop!"

The engravings on the stone crown lit up simultaneously, and a purplish-black light surged out along the remaining connections. The erosion patterns on the Kunpeng's head and neck flickered accordingly, but the giant fins did not stop; instead, they suddenly accelerated.

Mi Hai had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his arms and support the layers of scales in front of him.

The giant fins crashed down, shattering the barrier that could withstand eighth-level spells one after another.

Blood spurted from Mi Hai's mouth as his body was slammed into the air, crashing through several layers of demonic mist before plunging heavily into the distant sea.

A long trench was cleaved through the sea, and several monsters along the way were unable to dodge in time. Their bodies were smashed to pieces, and before their black blood could even disperse, they were swept away by the turbulent currents.

Kunpeng ignored everyone else around him.

It slowly turned its head, its giant eyes fixed on the spot where Mi Hai had fallen.

Deep within his pupils, the intense purplish-black had faded considerably, and a dark golden light was gradually emerging. Residual magical runes still flickered at the corners of his eyes, but they could no longer completely suppress the consciousness within them.

The burn wound on the back of his neck, inflicted by Shen Chang'an, had widened.

Several erosion lines leading to the skull broke off in the middle, and a black flame would occasionally light up at the wound, but would quickly disappear into the flesh.

Cang Gu stared at that eye, his breath catching in his throat slightly.

"It's breaking free of control..."

Before the words were finished, the Kunpeng cried out once more.

Its two giant fins suddenly spread out, and its massive body spun in the sea. The heavy waters of the Northern Sea rose up, first as several thick columns of water, then expanding into dozens of waterspouts that pierced the sky and sea.

The low-hanging clouds were smashed apart by the impact.

The gale swept between the water columns, pulling hordes of monsters from the sea. Before they could break free, they crashed into the swirling currents of water, their bodies shattering one after another.

The power of the Nine Realms was unleashed without reservation.

Yuan Chongyue raised his staff to block the oncoming undercurrent, his arms suddenly sank, and he was pushed backward hundreds of feet.

Tu Shan Fei Yue immediately unleashed her mirror light, protecting several nearby guards and leading them away from the falling water column.

Kunpeng regained some clarity, but it was still not completely rid of the erosion.

Unable to subtly avoid everyone, it followed only the deepest hostility, constantly churning the seawater and chasing after the mi-hair that was still trying to drive it.

When Mi Hai emerged from the sea, half of his scales were already shattered.

A fine line appeared on the stone crown on her forehead, and blood continued to flow down her neck. Before she could regain her footing, a water tornado swept across her, forcing her to dodge again.

"This is impossible..."

She pressed down on the stone crown, her expression revealing undisguised surprise and doubt for the first time.

Kunpeng had been corrupted for so long, and its consciousness was fragmented and chaotic, so how could it start to fight back at this moment?

She forcefully channeled her thoughts into the stone crown, attempting to reconnect the broken lines.

Her response was met with an even deeper, lower groan.

That thought was forcibly shattered, and the backlash from her soul made her sway, blood spilling from her lips once more.

Tu Shan Fei Yue immediately seized the opportunity.

The ancient silver mirror flipped, reflecting the water curtain beside Mi Hai. The mirror's light refracted, perfectly sealing off the gap she was about to leave.

Yuan Chongyue rushed out through the sloping water, swung his Fuyue staff, and smashed it down on her head.

Mi Hai could only take the hit head-on.

After a loud bang, she stumbled backward again, the seawater beneath her feet bursting open one after another, and most of the barely formed scales shattered.

In the distance, Lu Qingyan had already raised the command flag and ordered the warships to retreat.

Du Yue also activated the Xuan Yuan Zhen Hai Seal, diverting the aftershocks that were rushing towards the Twelve Zhen Hai Cities to both sides, protecting the newly reconnected battle line.

Kunpeng's counterattack threw the demonic tide into chaos, but if the power of the Nine Realms were allowed to run rampant in the near seas, the demon army would not escape unscathed.

The warships retreated along the battle line, while the cultivators in the air rose higher and higher.

Meanwhile, in the center of the sea, the enormous figure continued to spin, stirring up waves of heavy seawater that pressed down in the direction where Mi Hai was.

The entire Northern Sea trembled violently with its roar.