Seeing this, the Blademaster could not help but be dazed for a moment. In the next moment, his face, which was originally filled with despair, was suddenly filled with unconcealable joy.
The Forceful Teleportation Formation that he had meticulously prepared did not work as he had imagined.
His last resort, which was originally a last-ditch effort, turned out to be so effective?!
How could the Blademaster not be overjoyed?
"If we fail again this time, we won't find such a good opportunity again." The Blademaster transmitted his voice to Xue Zhuyong. "Fellow Daoist Xue, you must seize this opportunity!"
The Flood Dragon Monster King's body was like lightning. He turned into an afterimage and flashed to the edge of the Spirit Abyss in the blink of an eye.
First, he swung his thick tail at the Righteous Passage Daoist, who did not have time to dodge. It easily shattered the Righteous Passage Daoist's protective spiritual light and defensive Dharma artifacts, sending him flying. No one knew if he was dead or alive.
Then, the Flood Dragon Monster King stretched out his sharp claws. The claws instantly pierced through the gaps in Jiao Yan's scales and held him tightly.
Gasp!
Even though he had not completely entered the Spirit Abyss, the Flood Dragon Monster King could feel an inexplicable attraction from the Spirit Abyss.
This was not a place to stay for long!
The Flood Dragon Monster King held Jiao Yan tightly and immediately prepared to leave the Spirit Abyss.
"Since you're already here, you still want to leave?" The Blademaster roared. Dense Blood Qi surged out of his body.
He was burning his own Blood Qi and damaging his Dao foundation in exchange for a temporary burst of power.
At the same time, a mysterious force of heaven and earth rose and covered the Blademaster and the Full Moon Blade.
This was the Blademaster's intent realm.
Like a blood-colored full moon rising and surging lightning, the Blademaster and the Full Moon Blade in his hand became one. Man and blade became one, and they slashed at the Flood Dragon Monster King with astonishing speed.
The Blademaster's intent realm was only at a weak level and was far inferior to Xue Zhuyong's. However, at this moment, when combined with the surging Blood Qi and the intent to press forward, his might shook the heavens.
Following closely behind was a ghostly ball of demonic fire.
It was the Three-Foot Blade controlled by Xue Zhuyong.
The Three-Foot Blade, supported by Xue Zhuyong's intent realm, was undulating scarlet flames.
Facing the attacks of Blademaster and Xue Zhuyong …
Flood Dragon Demon King's four sharpest claws were currently grabbing onto his only bloodline, unable to free himself.
More than half of his scales, which he was so proud of, had fallen off because they had resisted the teleportation formation's teleportation power. His physical defense had plummeted.
The situation seemed to be very bad.
However, when he chose to save Jiao Yan, he had already expected such a situation.
As the king of the Wyrm Clan, he would not be defeated so easily.
Jiao Dragon Demon King's eyes were full of arrogance as he roared in the void.
Clang clang clang clang!
Continuous sounds of gold and jade rang out.
Less than half of the scales on his body fell off in an instant, accompanied by clanging sounds.
The scales that had fallen off gathered in front of his body and quickly formed a huge black scale shield that was shining with light. There were many mysterious golden runes engraved on the shield.
Bang!
The Blademaster's blood-colored full moon collided with the Flood Dragon Demon King's Flood Dragon Scale Shield.
Terrifying shockwaves were generated from the collision, spreading in all directions.
Even Lu Qingshan, who was a certain distance away from the Spirit Abyss, could feel the faint pushing force from the shockwaves.
It was not hard to imagine how great the impact would be for Jiao Dragon Demon King and the Blademaster, who were at the center of the shockwaves.
The full moon image dissipated, revealing the figures within. The Blademaster was like a ball of bloody flames. Under the shockwaves, he flew back uncontrollably.
His injuries worsened once again. After flying back, the Blademaster, who was as pale as a sheet, focused his gaze on the Three-Foot Blade that Xue Zhuyong had just caught up with.
That was his last hope.
Jiao Dragon Demon King had used his Flood Dragon Scale Shield to block most of the attack.
Although the aftershock pushed the Horned Dragon Demon King a few meters deeper into the Spirit Abyss, given the Horned Dragon Demon King's physical strength, the attractive force of the Spirit Abyss was not enough to make him powerless to resist.
Whoosh!
Scarlet flames surged and covered the surface of the Three-Foot Blade. It had already turned from a pitch-black sword into a ray of scarlet light. It vibrated incessantly, sonorously, and deafeningly. It blasted directly on the Flood Dragon Scale Shield, which was already covered in spider patterns.
With a loud boom, heaven and earth were turned upside down. It was as if the earth was collapsing and the mountains were collapsing.
At this moment, the golden light from the mysterious runes on the Flood Dragon Scale Shield and the scarlet flames of the Three-Foot Blade intersected. Spiritual light flashed everywhere.
Pop!
The golden runes on the Flood Dragon Scale Shield exploded, but the scarlet flames on the Three-Foot Blade also shattered and dissipated in the void. There was no longer any power left.
Xue Zhuyong's Divine Sense saw through the dazzling light that Jiao Dragon Demon King's body had been pushed back another hundred feet by his attack.
His enormous body towered above the Spirit Abyss.
An irresistible attractive force came from the Spirit Abyss, trying to devour Jiao Dragon Demon King.
Countless blood droplets on Jiao Dragon Demon King's body, which had already lost its scales, could not resist the attractive force. They left Jiao Dragon Demon King's flesh and blood and dripped down continuously before disappearing.
Jiao Dragon Demon King glanced down and saw that it was pitch-black below. It was like a black hole that could devour everything. He could not see the bottom of it, let alone know where it led to.
Moo!
Jiao Dragon Demon King roared angrily. His body twitched violently, and he suddenly froze in midair for a breath of time. Then, he began to break free of the Spirit Abyss.
Although the power of the Spirit Abyss was close to Jiao Dragon Demon King's tolerance, it still did not exceed that limit.
Jiao Dragon Demon King was still able to struggle free of the attractive force from the Spirit Abyss with his powerful strength.
This was also why Jiao Dragon Demon King had resolutely chosen to take the risk to save Jiao Yan.
The reason why he made such a decision was not only because of the father-son relationship he had with Jiao Yan, but also because of the confidence he had in his own strength.
"He lost!" Xue Zhuyong's expression darkened when he saw the situation.
The blademaster was severely injured and had no strength left.
He still had strength left, but when he attacked Jiao Dragon Demon King again, Jiao Dragon Demon King was already far away from the Spirit Abyss.
"Why is Master Mo there?!" Hidden Sword, who had also been watching the battle, suddenly exclaimed.
Lu Qingshan, who was standing next to Hidden Sword, narrowed his eyes.
Mo Yan, who was originally with them, had disappeared at some point and appeared at the edge of the Spirit Abyss in an extremely strange manner.
Judging from their current position and the time it took to reach the Spirit Abyss, it seemed that Mo Yan had begun to move the moment Tong Zheng Daoist appeared.
"What is he trying to do?" Lu Qingshan murmured.
Xue Zhuyong's eyes widened, and panic appeared on his face.
Red and blue flames covered Mo Yan's entire body.
They were the two types of Exceptional Flames that Mo Yan had refined.
A terrifying aura that seemed to be able to melt everything into powder suddenly emerged from Mo Yan's body.
Although Mo Yan's combat strength was extraordinary, he was only a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all. It was absolutely impossible for him to pose a threat to Jiao Dragon Demon King, who was at the peak of the fourth stage, even if Jiao Dragon Demon King was in a very weak state.
He also understood this principle.
Therefore, Mo Yan was not using his own strength, but the power of his Exceptional Flames.
The power of Exceptional Flames was extremely violent and could not coexist with any other power. Once they collided, there would be a violent explosion.
This was also the reason why refining Exceptional Flames was so difficult.
The power of a single Heavenly Flame was already so terrifying. If two Heavenly Flames were to be mixed together, how terrifying would the power that would erupt from them be?
Mo Yan did not know.
However, he knew that this was the most powerful move he could theoretically unleash.
Therefore, he used his body as a vessel and combined the Ice Spirit Exceptional Flame and the Red Lotus Exceptional Flame on his body. He was like a human bomb that blasted toward Jiao Dragon Demon King.
Even though he had the Body Incineration, the method of combining Exceptional Flames was still a taboo that a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator could not touch.
Before he even touched Jiao Dragon Demon King, Mo Yan's skin was already lacerated and his flesh was bleeding profusely. However, the blood that flowed out was instantly burned into nothingness by the flames that lingered on the surface of his body.
Looking at the situation, if not for the Body Incineration, Mo Yan would probably have been burned to ashes on the spot.
Mo Yan's face kept twitching as he endured the excruciating pain from his body. His pitch-black eyes were filled with decisiveness and killing intent.
Finally, the two types of Exceptional Flames merged together. The red and blue colors flowed together, intertwining with each other.
The moment the Exceptional Flames merged, Mo Yan's body trembled and he let out a muffled groan.
White smoke began to rise from his body.
"Let's die together!" Mo Yan screamed madly in his heart.
He also knew that his actions were undoubtedly incomprehensible to others and even seemed a little stupid. However, when he made this decision, he did not hesitate at all.
Everyone had their own persistence and belief in their hearts.
This was Mo Yan's belief!
Heaven and earth seemed to have quieted down at this moment. Behind Mo Yan was a long trail of flames. His entire body was like a shooting star as he finally crashed into Jiao Dragon Demon King's huge body.
The red and blue Exceptional Flames that merged together around his body began to contract violently and then exploded.
Jiao Dragon Demon King only felt an unbearable heat and an irresistible impact. Mixed with the suction force of the Spirit Abyss, he could no longer struggle and fell toward the Spirit Abyss at an extremely fast speed.
Of course, it was the same for Mo Yan. He recklessly crashed into the flood dragon Monster King, so how could he stop himself? Under the force of inertia, he fell into the Spirit Abyss with the flood dragon Monster King.
Mo Yan's face was pale as he looked at Lu Qingshan not far away. His breathing was so weak that he lost his voice. He could only mouth to Lu Qingshan.
"My mother, please take care of her …"
However, under everyone's stunned gazes, another figure charged toward the Spirit Abyss with a resolute aura.
It was Xue Zhuyong!
The moment he saw Mo Yan's movement, Xue Zhuyong subconsciously turned into a streak of light and flew over without any hesitation.
He wanted to save his child!
Xue Zhuyong did not hesitate and allowed him to catch up.
In mid-air, Xue Zhuyong grabbed Mo Yan's hand.
In the next moment, Xue Zhuyong's body surged with extremely powerful Spiritual Power fluctuations.
Like a Blademaster, he burned his Essence Blood without reservation, ignoring the irreparable damage this would cause to his Taoist foundation. He grabbed Mo Yan's hand and flew up with all his might, trying to break free from the suction force of the Spirit Abyss.
He stopped.
Under Xue Zhuyong's outburst, Mo Yan's falling body froze in mid-air and began to climb up with difficulty.
"Come on!" Seeing this scene, Hidden Sword's heart was in his throat. He clenched his fists and cheered for Xue Zhuyong in his heart.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
There was a violent gust of wind.
At this moment, the flood dragon Daemon King, who was rapidly falling into the Spirit Abyss, looked at Xue Zhuyong and Mo Yan, who were locked in a stalemate in the air. A cold glint flashed across his eyes, and he suddenly swung his tail viciously at the two of them.
This attack was not very powerful, but for Xue Zhuyong, who was struggling to resist the power of the Spirit Abyss, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Xue Zhuyong's Spiritual Power trembled, and he immediately let out a breath. Then, he lost the strength to struggle.
At this moment, Xue Zhuyong grabbed his son Mo Yan's hand and fell into the depths of the Spirit Abyss with the Flood Dragon Demon King and Jiao Yan.
There was no sadness on Xue Zhuyong's face. He only silently looked at Lu Qingshan and Hidden Sword.
"Take good care of Zhizhi. I'll leave this sword to you." Xue Zhuyong used his Spiritual Power to transmit his last words.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flew out of the Spirit Abyss.
It was the Heaven-grade sword, the Three-Foot Blade.
Xue Zhuyong did not specify who he would give the Three-Foot Edge to.
Famous swords had spirits. The Three-Foot Edge's owner could only be decided by the Three-Foot Edge itself.
The Three-Foot Edge hovered in the air and paused for a moment, as if it was choosing its owner.
Suddenly, the Three Foot Edge seemed to have sensed something and let out a light and clear sword hum. Like a streak of light, it flew towards Lu Qingshan at an extremely fast speed.
Lu Qingshan was still immersed in the shocking changes that had happened in just a few moments. He did not notice that the moment the Three-Foot Edge flew toward him, Qin Yitian, who was standing behind him, stared at the Three-Foot Edge flying toward Lu Qingshan. She snorted softly.
In the next moment, the Meter-Long Blade shuddered. It was still flying towards Lu Qingshan, but its angle was slightly adjusted. Finally, it stopped right in front of the Hidden Sword. It hummed and stopped right in front of the Hidden Sword.
Hidden Sword was stunned. It pointed at its own nose in disbelief and asked, "It's me?"
The Three-Foot Edge that had flown in front of Hidden Sword trembled slightly, as if it was nodding.
The girl's face subconsciously revealed a trace of joy. Then, she thought of something and carefully turned her head to look at Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan smiled helplessly. "Since the Three-Foot Edge has chosen you as its owner, just keep it. Why are you looking at me?"
He had been searching for a Natal Sword for so long, but in the end, he had chosen Hidden Sword.
However, Lu Qingshan did not have any regrets.
The connection between a swordsman and his Natal Sword was different from the connection between cultivators of other sects and their weapons.
To a swordsman, a sword was not a simple weapon. It was a comrade who went through life and death together.
Since they were comrades-in-arms, they had to love each other. The Three-Foot Edge preferred Hidden Sword. What was the point of his wishful thinking?
Moreover, with Lu Qingshan's pride, he believed that he would find a Natal Sword that was more suitable for him.
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