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

Via frowned upon hearing this: "How do we retreat after we kill them? This place is almost surrounded by the demon race."

Pei Zhao turned to look at her: "Go and set up the teleportation array."

He pointed to a valley between two mountain ridges behind him.

"Don't go near the coast. Hide your rendezvous point. Once the formation is complete, stay there and don't enter the area."

Via glanced at the terrain, nodded, and turned to leave the cliff.

Pei Zhao then looked at Herbert and Adrian.

"You two come with me."

Herbert gripped the longbow again, slowly checking the bowstring. Adrian raised his hands, flexed his knuckles, and the hesitation in his eyes gradually disappeared.

Pei Zhao took one last look at the sky.

Beneath the vortex of black flames, the young man continued to channel his spiritual power, protected only by a silver mirror-like light. Tu Shan Feiyue and Yuan Chongyue had already rejoined the hunt, while the other demons were also pursuing the retreating monsters.

This might be the last chance to get close to him.

Pei Zhao hid his left hand in his sleeve, and the shadow beneath his feet slowly lengthened.

"Once you start, don't linger in the fight."

Three figures disappeared from behind the rocky cliff.

......

On the sea, Que Shi looked at the great demons surging around him and knew that he could no longer escape.

The demonic energy channel, originally supported by three True Name Species, is now only partially connected. Any slight disturbance will be suppressed by the golden light descending from the Xuan Yuan Zhen Hai Xi.

Deeper still, the enormous shadow was still moving. He had just sent a wisp of power underwater when a current swept towards him, directly shattering the nascent connection.

Kunpeng has already set its sights on this sea area.

Que Shi withdrew his hand, and the seawater in front of him suddenly froze.

The jade ring around Cang Wulan's neck spun, and a cold current converged from both sides, freezing the sea surface near him into a solid sheet. Before the ice layer had fully formed, silver mirror light fell, reflecting different scenes in each icicle.

Que Shi's gaze swept quickly around, and he flipped the two stone pieces at his waist, cutting towards one of the connections.

The mirror cracked, but beyond the crack, there was no way out for him.

A long spear emerged from the icy mist, the black flames swirling around its tip catching his eye and causing his expression to change drastically.

Que Shi immediately turned to the side, and the stone fragment flew from his waist to block Qian Bian. Black flames climbed up along the point of contact, and he immediately severed the connection between the stone fragment and himself, trying to get rid of it.

Shen Chang'an pressed his palm, formed from flames, downwards, and several spatial nodes suddenly lit up, landing precisely between the interconnected stone fragments.

The pupil constricts slightly due to erosion.

He raised his hand to break the node, but Tu Shan Fei Yue's ancient mirror suddenly turned. The flickering images in front of him suddenly overlapped, causing the two gray-black lines that had fallen from his eyes to deviate slightly.

That's all that's missing.

The seals of Heaven and Earth were closed, and the stone pieces on the waist seal were forcibly separated.

Que Shi's aura suddenly became chaotic.

Cang Wulan lunged forward, his sharp claws slapping at him, pressing him down onto the ice.

Several gray-black blades burst forth from Que Shi's waist and abdomen, slicing through the scales between Cang Wulan's claws. Before he could fully break free, Shen Chang'an's spear had already pierced through his chest.

The black flames spread downwards, landing on the loosely connected stone fragments.

Que Shi suddenly lowered his head and grabbed the gun barrel with both hands.

The surrounding mirror light tightened simultaneously, but Cang Wulan did not loosen his grip. Blood dripped continuously down his scales, yet he was firmly suppressed.

Shen Chang'an's hand holding the gun trembled slightly. His spiritual power had been pushed to its limit, and he sent all the black flames into the cracked stone fragments.

The gray-black patterns lit up one after another, only to be extinguished one by one in the fire.

Que Shi tried to separate his body, but as soon as his flesh, no longer supported by the stone slab, began to separate, it was engulfed again by the surrounding flames. The last stone slab fell from his side, the engravings on its surface gone, leaving only the dull stone.

Cang Wulan slowly loosened his claws.

Que Shi's body then fell into the ice fissure and completely disintegrated in the black flames.

Lu Heng, who was in the distance, saw this scene, and he had only one thought in mind: to run.

Ahead, Yuan Chongyue's long staff came crashing down on him. He blocked it head-on with his spear, the terrifying force causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, but he also used the impact to stagger backward.

Several powerful demons surrounded him from both sides. He swung his spear to force aside the nearest one, and his body sank straight into the sea.

He needs to leave this place. As long as he returns to the underwater world and to the Abyss Gate, there is still a chance for everything!

But before the seawater reached his knees, a golden dragon pattern rose from below and wrapped around his leg.

The Xuan Yuan Zhen Hai Seal slowly rotated.

Lu Heng thrust his spear downwards, severing the dragon pattern, but Yuan Chongyue had already caught up. His Fu Yue staff swept across, striking Lu Heng squarely in the waist and abdomen, knocking him out of the sea.

Fragments of armor plates scattered, and the ancient dragon's body, coiled high above, sank slightly. The Dingcang Pearl suppressed the nearby ocean currents, blocking the other side's retreat route.

Lu Heng landed on a piece of floating ice and slowly straightened up.

All around were powerful demons.

And the long spear wreathed in black flames has reappeared in sight.

Shen Chang'an did not rush close. He first raised his hand to draw down the flames from the sky, clearing away the dissipating demonic energy nearby. As a result, Lu Heng's ability to repair his body decreased, and several wounds under his tattered armor remained unhealed for a long time.

Yuan Chongyue swung his stick again.

Lu Heng raised his spear to meet the attack, and the ice beneath his knees shattered with a crash. Two powerful demons attacked from the side at the same time, forcing him to deflect his spear, and his previously tight defense finally revealed an opening.

Shen Chang'an took a step forward.

The Thousand Transformations pierced Lu Heng's ribs, and the black flames on the spearhead surged in along the broken armor plates.

Lu Heng suddenly turned around and slashed horizontally with his spear.

Shen Chang'an withdrew his spear and retreated, the golden flames on his arm grazed by the spearhead, scattering sparks. But the black flames he left behind had already ignited in the wound, forcing Lu Heng to divert his strength to suppress them.

"Hold his spear down!"

Upon hearing the sound, Yuan Chongyue slammed his long staff down on the middle of the spear, pressing it towards the sea. Cang Wulan extended his claws from the side, gripping the spear's end, and thick ice quickly covered it.

Lu Heng exerted force with both arms, managing to lift the two forces slightly.

Shen Chang'an then formed a hand seal.

A spatial slash cut across the wrist holding the spear, splitting the black armor along with the tendons and bones.

Lu Heng was forced to release one hand, while the other hand still gripped the spear shaft tightly, but his body had already lost its balance.

The Thousand Transformations thrust out again, striking precisely the gray-white stone ridge in the center of the spear.

Black flames spread along the stone ridge, and Lu Heng's expression changed drastically.

He raised his leg to kick Shen Chang'an, but Yuan Chongyue had already freed one hand to grab his shoulder and press him down.

Shen Chang'an gripped the spear, and black flames continued to penetrate deeper along the shaft.

The carvings in the stone ridge flickered violently, trying to force the flames out, but they couldn't do it no matter what.

Everyone watched the flickering carvings; once the stone slab was burned, everything would be over.

Just as the first engraving collapsed, Shen Chang'an's body suddenly froze.

His fingers gripping the gun loosened uncontrollably, the light beneath his feet dissipated, and he nearly fell from mid-air. He seemed to be gradually losing control of his body.

"What happened?"

The anomaly originated from the deepest part of his body, even bypassing the spells he actively activated, and directly seizing the connection between his flesh and soul.

His expression changed abruptly.

From the shadows nearby, Pei Zhao slowly revealed himself.

He held his left hand in front of him, and the Soul-Tethering Box in his palm lit up. All the tiny dark lines on its surface emerged and intertwined to form a strange pattern, which was slowly tightening as his fingers closed.

The final method that Xu Xiuqi had given him was finally activated.