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

As soon as he finished speaking, the massive body of the Kunpeng suddenly tensed up.

The flickering lines on the side of the neck suddenly sank into the flesh, and the finer gray-silver lines deeper up emerged, like a giant net that had long been buried in the body, pulling all the way from the head to the tail.

The dark gold in Wuya's eyes trembled violently.

He desperately turned his head, his giant fins slapping against the seawater, trying to break free from the pull. But his body rose in the opposite direction, inch by inch, to meet the descending golden shadow.

"Stop him!"

Cang Gu charged forward first, activating the Ding Cang Pearl to strike the side of Kunpeng's neck. A large amount of water condensed into chains, binding his body and attempting to drag him back into the sea. Cang Wulan followed closely behind, his icy aura spreading along the sea surface and freezing the surging waves beneath Kunpeng.

But the ice layer had barely solidified when it was crushed by that enormous body.

The water-connected chain taut, then snapped with a deafening roar. The force of the shock traveled back along the Dingcang Pearl, causing Cang Gu's scales to tremble violently.

Du Yue, standing to the side, had already begun to retract her hand seals, but the power gathered by the three treasures through the grand formation had already pressed down, making it difficult to retract them all in haste. The outer fire feathers were forcibly pulled to the sides by her, while the central image continued to sink.

The Kunpeng slowly turned its giant eyes.

A faint divine thought pierced through the chaotic spiritual energy and entered Shen Chang'an's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Kill me!"

Before he could respond, the dark gold was swallowed up by the purplish-black light.

A long, distorted cry came from the Kunpeng's throat.

A surge of demonic energy poured into the wound, forcibly propping up the ashen flesh. Pale bone broke through the skin, growing outwards along the skull, spine, and giant fins on both sides, interlocking with each other to form thick bone armor.

Curved bone spurs pierced from the back, tearing open old wounds and drawing large amounts of dark blood. Sharp ridges also grew on both sides of the skull, and bone gradually covered the area around the giant eyes, leaving only two deep, purplish-black fissures.

This long-decayed body was revived by demonic energy, resembling a demonic statue.

The last few water chains snapped, and the Kunpeng leaped up, its back covered in bone armor lying across the Mingzhao, crashing head-on into the golden imprint.

The world suddenly turned white, followed by a deafening roar that swept across the northern sky.

All the attacks struck the Kunpeng's back, causing its top layer of bone armor to explode simultaneously. The fragments were sent into the sky, only to be burned to ashes by the falling phoenix feathers. The massive dragon patterns pressed into the flesh, tearing a deep, long gash along the spine to reveal decaying tendons and bones.

Golden-red flames spread along the wound, while black flames surged towards the ever-flowing demonic energy.

The Kunpeng was forced back into the sea by this attack, its massive body crashing down, creating a giant wave that rose higher than the distant city wall.

Luo Xiangming's attack was ultimately blocked by him.

The newly grown bony armor was mostly destroyed, one of the giant fins was twisted and drooping into the water, and the wound on its back was so deep that it almost cut open its body.

Mingzhao stood amidst the falling blood rain, raising his hand to pull back.

The black mist surging from the demonic energy channel split into several streams. One stream flowed into his chest, repairing his still unstable avatar, while the rest pierced into Kunpeng's wounds, wrapping the remaining flesh and blood inward.

The bone armor grew back, the decaying flesh continued to fall off, but new demonic energy filled the void, forcefully supporting the mutilated body.

Wuya no longer sent out any divine thoughts; only his giant, purplish-black eyes slowly rotated in accordance with Mingzhao's gestures.

Shen Chang'an raised the Thousand Transformations Spear, which bent in his palm, its wooden grain spreading out to both sides, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into a long, slender bow.

With his golden, fiery arm firmly gripping the bow, he pulled back the string with his other hand. A long arrow of black flame materialized, and the branches of the phoenix tree deep within the spirit realm trembled slightly.

A beam of golden light descended from the Great Sun Phoenix Wheel, landing on the arrow and outlining fine feather patterns along the dark flames.

Shen Chang'an drew the bowstring to its limit, the arrowhead soaring past the Kunpeng and locking onto the figure behind him.

"Phoenix Falls!"

The bowstring suddenly snapped open.

A colossal phoenix phantom unfurled from the arrowhead, its wings trailing black flames, soaring over the churning waves and hurtling straight towards Mingzhao.

The demonic energy along the way was ignited one after another, and the phoenix flew by, burning a bright path through the thick black fog.

Mi Hai's expression changed.

"Sir, watch out for his flames!"

Mingzhao had already turned his gaze away, and the demonic energy in front of him suddenly contracted, with gray and silver patterns intertwining within it, forming a thick barrier.

The phantom of the phoenix crashed head-on, and black flames immediately spread along the barrier.

Mingzhao lowered his hand slightly, the barrier remained stable, but the demonic energy within it was rapidly dissipating. The newly added layer had not yet solidified before most of it was burned away, revealing the gray-silver patterns operating behind it.

His brow furrowed as he noticed the abnormality of the black flames and understood why Mi Hai and the others were so wary of this human.

The cost of maintaining the barrier far exceeded the price that should have been paid to block the arrow.

Mingzhao once again drew upon demonic energy, preparing to peel away the parts tainted by the black flames.

But the phoenix phantom suddenly folded its wings, pressing all the flames onto the arrowhead, and drilled into the center of the barrier.

An opening appeared, and a long arrow pierced through the barrier, aiming straight for the center of the forehead.

Mingzhao tilted his head, a flash of gray-silver light passing from his fingertips, deflecting the remaining arrow. Black flames grazed his face, leaving a scorch mark, which he then peeled away along with the flesh.

Meanwhile, Shen Chang'an had already left the original spot.

The space behind Mingzhao shifted slightly. He turned his head and saw a long sword thrust out.

The Thousand Transformations had transformed from a bow into a sword, with the patterns of the Lesser Thousand Swords Array spreading along the blade. Intricate sword shadows overlapped one another, all pressing into the edge.

"A Thousand Swords Return to One!"

Black flames clung to the sword's edge, slashing towards Mingzhao's neck.

That arrow was both an offensive and a means to burn through the demonic energy blockade, allowing the Shrinking Earth technique to pass through.

The sword was now at his neck.

Mingzhao moved half a step to the side and back, a very small movement, but it just avoided the vital point.

The black flames grazed the side of his neck, severing a strand of black hair and cutting through a layer of flesh, almost piercing through his neck.

Shen Chang'an's heart tightened; the other party's reaction was faster than he had expected.

Realizing his sword strike had missed, he immediately stopped, the Shrinking Earth Rune beneath his feet lit up again, and at the same time, he quietly left a spell beside him.

Suddenly, a sense of crisis surged forth.

The stone fragments scattered on the sea fell into Mingzhao's palm and instantly transformed into a short, iron-gray hammer.

The hammer handle is no longer than the length of a forearm, and the heavy hammerhead has distinct edges and corners, with fine engravings on its surface gradually coming to light.

Mingzhao gripped the hammer handle and slammed it down on the spot where Shen Chang'an was.

The movement appeared smooth, but the space in front of the hammer head suddenly caved in.

Then, a pitch-black crack exploded out from it.

Shen Chang'an's Shrinking Earth to an Inch technique had already been activated. The moment his figure disappeared, the runes left in his place were crushed. Cracks spread outwards along the afterimage, swallowing up the few wisps of golden flame that had not yet been withdrawn.

He appeared, staggering, several hundred feet away.

His fingers gripping the sword felt icy cold; if he had been a fraction of a second slower, he would have been the one struck by that short hammer.

Mingzhao looked up and was about to take a step when a lightning pattern suddenly lit up under his feet.

The spells Shen Chang'an left behind before his departure were fully activated.

A burst of blazing white lightning erupted from Mingzhao's side, five bolts of lightning intertwining and engulfing his figure. The lightning bolts raced along his shoulders, back, and limbs, causing the surrounding demonic energy to continuously disintegrate.

Mingzhao remained standing in the same spot.

He looked down at his arm, where a bolt of lightning was flashing across his skin, striking the raised gray-silver patterns, and then shattering into tiny sparks.

His robes swayed in the thunderstorm, the wounds inflicted by Shen Chang'an still clearly visible, but the continuous lightning strikes failed to leave any new marks on his body.

Mingzhao raised his short hammer and flicked it outwards, tearing the lightning in front of him apart. The remaining electric sparks flowed along the surface of the hammer and quickly dissipated.

He stepped out of the lightning, his gaze first sweeping over the longsword in Shen Chang'an's hand, and finally settling on the black flames burning on the blade.

"This fire is quite good, but unfortunately... your other skills are still far from adequate."