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  Demon-subduing Grotto, entrance of the cave.

  In front of the Linglong Witch Goddess statue, Hei Mu stood silently, and the ferocious spirit Black Tiger also seemed to be silent, standing behind him. Lu Xueqi and others had entered a long time ago, not to mention Gui Li and others before, but in such a long time, no one knew what happened inside that ancient cave?

  They were two brothers, but neither of them seemed to show any concern; in their eyes, there was only the statue of that delicate sorceress.

  Suddenly, in this silence, the ground underfoot began to tremble slightly, and a low rumbling thunder sound came from the Town Demon Ancient Cave. Hei Mu's body shook, turned around and exchanged a glance with Hei Hu, but before they could think clearly, an even greater anomaly had already occurred.

  The originally gloomy sky, shrouded in a layer of dark clouds above the charred mountain peaks, suddenly shot out a golden light, like a sharp sword, descending from the heavens and piercing through the heavy darkness. Immediately afterwards, the edges of the thick black cloud layers began to emit a faint golden light, as if embedding a golden border onto these dark clouds.

  The rumble of thunder, for millions of years, once again echoed in the empty skies above this cursed mountain peak. The clouds began to surge wildly, as if some mysterious and unfathomable power was awakening, causing heaven and earth to tremble with it.

  Kuroki and Kurotora stared blankly at the changing sky, when suddenly Kuroki turned around, hesitated for a moment, his voice trembling slightly, saying in a low tone: "Inori... has also disappeared."

  The giant body of the black tiger stared into the depths of the cave, where the deep darkness was no longer filled with icy winds that pierced to the bone, but instead replaced by a scorching and rolling heat wave.

  "What's going on, what happened inside?" Kuroki's voice was slightly excited, but his face, shrouded in black cloth, couldn't be seen clearly, only his gaze fixed intently on the Demon-Sealing Ancient Cave.

  In contrast, Hei Hu's expression was complex and strange in the face of these changes, as if there was an unspeakable joy, but on the white smoke-formed face, a hint of sorrow still seeped through.

  "It's Huo Long, the Fire Dragon of the Eight Wastes!" he said calmly and in a low voice.

  "What?"

  Hei Mu turned around incredulously, staring at Hei Hu, saying: "What did you say, Eight Desolations Fire Dragon? Apart from Niang Niang, how is it possible for anyone in this world to still be able to summon the Eight Desolations Fire Dragon?"

  His eyes slowly shifted to the stone statue, and after a while, he said, "Originally, there was no one, because the summoning spell and the Wanhuo Jingyu had long been lost. However," He smiled slightly, then looked at Blackwood with a strange gaze, "But, in this world, there is still someone who has grasped all of the witch's spells, and the only remaining Eight Trigrams Fire Array that can summon the Ba Huang Huo Long, which was laid down by the witch before her death, just happens to be here."

  Hei Mu was taken aback, not speaking for a moment. After a while, he shook his head and said: "So he... actually has this trick up his sleeve. But the Ba Huang Fire Dragon is a destructive creature that annihilates all things, and he summons this divine beast - has he forgotten that it was this very fire dragon that his mother used to incinerate him alive back then?"

  "Hei Hu smiled faintly and coldly, saying: 'Who knows? I only remember that when Niang Niang left back then, she told me one sentence with her own mouth at the moment of her death.'"

  "What?"

  Hei Hu's face showed a deep hatred, and he suddenly turned around, looking at the increasingly obvious anomaly in the Town of Devil Suppression. He coldly laughed and said: "The queen had instructed that no matter how many years would pass, once the Fire Dragon is reborn and appears here, it will be the end of this tragic fate!"

  "Hei Mu murmured to himself: 'When the grievances end...' Suddenly, his face changed, and he said, 'Could it be that Niang Niang had already anticipated this?'"

  Hei Hu ignored him, for in this moment of intense heat and turmoil, with the wind howling and clouds churning at the horizon, golden light flashing wildly, and chaos erupting everywhere, his eyes were fixed only on that stone statue.

  He slowly moved in front of the stone statue, all expressions on his face disappeared, and he said in a low voice: "Niang Niang, Niang Niang... I've finally waited for this day. Don't worry, just wait a little longer, when everything is over, Hei Hu will come to find you, and from then on, serve by your side forever."

  Hei Mu gazed calmly at this brother from his past life, then he looked up at the sky.

  That day, however, was a bolt from the blue for him!

  "Rumble!"

  Qing Yi Literature Network

  The storm grew more urgent, and the earth shook with increasing violence.

  In the ancient cave of Town Demon, Zeng Shu took a step back and dodged a flashing white light that was rushing towards him. He hid to one side, but at the same time, he was secretly cursing in his heart. Ever since Li Xun and others somehow provoked a white-clothed woman in this ancient cave of Town Demon, this woman who looked even more enchanting than Jin Ping'er, had an unimaginably high level of cultivation. When the disciples of Fengxiang Valley rushed up together, she used a very strange technique to send them all back, and now everyone was trapped by her spell.

  That was the same technique that Xiao Bai had used to trap Jin Ping'er, a mysterious white light ball rushed towards the crowd, and the disciples of Fengxiang Valley used their own magic treasures to strike it down, but unexpectedly, the more they hit, the more it multiplied. At first, there was nothing, but after a while, the entire cave was filled with a white glow. The disciples of Fengxiang Valley were numerous, but their ability to adapt and respond was far inferior to Jin Ping'er's. The white light body almost instantly spawned countless ones, which rushed about in mid-air, striking down those who had initially wanted to capture Xiao Bai and punish him severely, leaving them crying out in distress.

  Watching the disciples of Huo Xiang Gu fall into a predicament, Zeng Shu Shu couldn't just stand by and do nothing, so she joined the battle. However, the white-clothed woman's Tao was extremely high, and Zeng Shu Shu couldn't catch up to her either. On the contrary, she was soon surrounded by many white light balls as well. But Zeng Shu Shu was after all more clever than ordinary people, and in just a few rounds, she suddenly realized that something was amiss. She quickly shouted loudly to remind the disciples of Huo Xiang Gu beside her not to randomly slash at these white light balls, and only then did everyone come to their senses.

  Although it was like this, the white light had already filled the sky, surrounding these righteous disciples tightly, with one shooting from the east and another colliding from the west, everyone was busy and flustered.

  Xiao Bai slowly descended from the sky, landing on the ground, gazing at the flashing white light in front of her, and saw the disheveled appearance of the people of Fengxiang Valley. She let out a cold laugh and exhaled a long breath. Although she had attained enlightenment for thousands of years, she was by no means a benevolent and compassionate immortal with a humble heart. Having been sealed in the Xuanhuo Altar by Fengxiang Valley for hundreds of years, the resentment from that day had been put aside, but not finding trouble with the people of Fengxiang Valley was already a great favor to them. Now, they had actually delivered themselves to her doorstep, coincidentally just after she had finished talking to Gui Li and was in a bad mood, as if they had run into the muzzle of a gun.

  It was at this moment that Xiaobai's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an unprecedented palpitation arose from the depths of his heart, causing his heart to thump uncontrollably for several beats.

  An ancient and violent power, in the front, in the depths of this demon-suppressing cave, slowly rises, as if it had been dormant for thousands of years, finally awakening for the first time. And just at the beginning of its awakening, it actually makes the heavens and earth change color.

  A low rumble of thunder, slowly spreading from the depths of the earth, intense tremors, immediately followed by a wave-like surge from afar, the ground began to shake violently, this time, countless massive boulders started falling one after another, as if unable to withstand the enormous power of rebirth.

  Everyone was shocked and panicked, Zeng Shu used all his strength to loudly call out to Li Xun, shouting: "Li brother, it's too dangerous here, let's get out of here first!"

  Li Kun's face turned pale, and with one sword strike, he knocked away a white light ball that was charging towards him. However, in his flustered state, he used slightly too much force, and the light ball flew several feet back before splitting into identical light balls that re-accumulated energy in mid-air, preparing to charge again. Nevertheless, since this strange phenomenon occurred, Xiao Bai seemed distracted, and her magic casting slowed down significantly, causing these light balls to slow down as well.

  Li Xun's face, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly turned pale and white, and he gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Everyone get out, I'll take the blame."

  He finished speaking and flew up, instantly the sword's edge greatly increased, momentarily blocking most of the white light bodies. The people from Fengxiang Valley had always respected him, after hearing his words, they looked around at the situation again, indeed it was not a place to stay for long, so everyone rushed towards the cave entrance. However, Li Xuan seemed to have no intention of leaving, Zeng Shu flew over and helped him block several white light balls' impact, loudly saying: "Li Shixiong, why aren't you leaving?"

  Li Kun's face flashed a hint of hesitation, and he said, "But... Lu Shimei is still inside."

  Zeng Shu furrowed his brow and said angrily: "Lu Shimei's Tao is profound, it's not necessarily a problem, you insist on this, afraid of misleading others and yourself."

  Li Kun's face changed several times, but only to see the surrounding shock becoming more intense. The falling rocks had been going on for so long, not only did they not weaken, but instead became even more violent. He let out a long sigh and finally flew back in retreat.

  Zeng Shu looked into the depths of the cave and then followed him out.

  Their conversation, every sentence fell into Xiaobai's ears, but for her, it was as if nothing had touched the strings of her heart except for a faint cold smile. The white light ball in the empty space slowed down its movement speed, and after Li Xun and Zeng Shu's figures quickly disappeared, the white light ball that lost its target gradually stopped in mid-air, then slowly gathered together, merged, and re-formed into a white light ball, flying towards Xiaobai.

  Xiao Bai slowly turned around and gazed into the depths of the cave.

  That ancient, massive power was still growing stronger, and Xiaobai could clearly feel that it contained an incredibly powerful destructive force. The surrounding rock walls were still shaking off large and small rocks in the rumbling sound, falling to the ground one after another, but within three feet of her shadow, not a single stone could hit her body.

  A white light ball flew back to her side, like a small elf, flying and spinning around her, as if divining the master's mind.

  But on the master's face, which was bewildered and lost, there was only worry and loss.

  In the depths of darkness, at this moment, a loud roar burst out, like a giant dragon's long howl, a dragon's chant to the sky.

  That mysterious ancient power has finally fully awakened!

  A gigantic stone chamber, completely enveloped in a fierce blaze of light, the previous darkness thoroughly expelled, not a hint of gloom to be found anywhere. This radiance far surpassed any brilliance in the world, making one feel that even if the blazing sun at noon were to descend from the sky, it would hardly be as dazzling.

  The once invincible Crimson Flame Beast, when compared to it, is like a mere spark of firefly light. (Qing Yi Literature Network book.)

  In the midst of this terrifying power, the most scorching place is undoubtedly the Eight Trigrams divine circle that still exists and rapidly rotates, emitting an eerie halo. There, the flames where the beast god once merged are becoming increasingly incandescent, and the mysterious curses filling the sky are also growing more urgent.

  The undulating and slightly shrinking flame core, like an incubating crimson egg, nurtures a terrifying entity. As the surrounding temperature rapidly rises, that ancient and mysterious place is slowly condensing the power lost for millions of years, returning to this world once again.

  Lu Xueqi and Gui Lie were squeezed to the edge of the stone room's wall, the intense flames seemed to be roasting their bodies and minds, extracting every last drop of water from them.

  No sweat, for every drop of sweat had evaporated before it could flow out. In the midst of the raging flames, their bright red faces were reflected.

  Lu Xueqi suddenly seemed to sense something, and turned to look at the ghostly figure beside her. The man, she didn't know when, had grasped her palm. She didn't show any surprise or astonishment, even in the face of this desperate sea of flames and that unknown mysterious power.

  Warmth was transmitted from the palm of the hand and the fingertips.

  Familiar before, right? It was like this ten years ago!

  The past of the hands clasped together in that darkness!

  The ghostly figure moved, leaving the two people leaning against the wall, and blocked Lu Xueqi's path. A pale blue light flashed from his hand, forming a light barrier in front of him, with a faint golden glow flickering within.

  Suddenly, the intense heat dissipated a lot, only the ghostly figure's back actually trembled slightly, then he took a deep breath.

  Suddenly, the hand in his palm grasped him tightly, and a pale blue glow emerged from behind him. At first, it seemed to clash with the green light, but soon the two merged into an even stronger light barrier, resisting the terrifying flames of scarlet fire.

  The man's shoulders, the man's back, silently standing in front of him, Lu Xueqi tightly grasped his hand, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth under the fiery sky.

  Suddenly, the long incantation stopped, and for a moment, everything seemed to freeze in an instant. All the flames, the sky filled with flames, Gui Li and Lu Xueqi's struggling figures, and the Eight Evil God statue spinning restlessly in mid-air.

  In the depths of the most intense flames, a crack slowly opened up from a fine seam, gradually growing larger, from a gap about the size of a person to an enormous cavity several times larger. Amidst the dazzling firelight that filled the sky, the crack was still shrouded in an unfathomably deep darkness.

  Then, something like a thing, in that deep fissure, coldly gazed out at the outside world.

  A surge of ferocious despair filled every corner of this stone chamber, driving one to the brink of madness.

  The next moment, as if stimulated by the most intense stimulation, all the flames burst out with the most intense light, and the dragon's roar became brighter and brighter, like a crazy carnival that never stopped. In the depths of the flames, the dragon's roar suddenly rose, bringing terror and despair, and the ancient divine spirit descended from another world.

  A gigantic skull slowly emerged, dazzling like the scorching sun and impossible to gaze at directly. It was clearly a massive ancient fire dragon basking in fierce flames, with every part of its body being engulfed in flames.

  The enormous dragon head seemed to have occupied all the space, and Gui Li and Lu Xueqi stared at it in a daze, as if they had forgotten how to resist. The two of them could only rely on their instincts, using their magic treasures to barely withstand the surging flames that were coming their way. However, the suffocating aura seemed to have already sealed their fate.

  Eight Desolations Fire Dragon!

  In the ancient legends of the southern frontier, a fearsome beast that destroyed all things in the world, the ultimate summoning spirit of the Eight Trigrams Mysterious Fire Formation, finally reappeared in the mortal realm after millions of years.

  A gigantic dragon head, slowly rotating in the midst of fierce flames, did not immediately destroy anything. Surrounded by the flames, from its massive horns to the fangs in its mouth, it presented a mysterious reddish-translucent color that only appears at extremely high temperatures.

  The giant dragon's first deep breath caused the entire stone chamber to shake violently, as if this space was just a small place for such a powerful creature, and even its body had not yet fully emerged.

  Behind the Dragon Head, the rotating halo of the Eight Trigrams God Image seemed to be hidden in the dazzling light of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon, and in the faintly visible state, the huge halo also seemed to be trembling slightly.

  Is it because of that dragon's desperate power?

  Is it still the memories of long ago lingering on?

  Nobody knows.

  No one would think of that again, because at this moment, it seems to have slowly adapted to the huge fire dragon that had just awakened. On top of the dragon's head, in the large, transparent eye sockets, flames burned and rose slowly, and the dragon's head also slowly turned around.

  After a moment, this terrifying dragon head was facing the two figures who were desperately resisting in the corner of the stone room.

  "Roar!......"

  In an instant, a deafening roar shook heaven and earth!