Fate of the Immortals and Demons

Chapter 368 Secret Escape

Dao Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, remaining calm in the face of Mo Hei's approaching attack, knowing full well that the place was already tightly surrounded by the Candle Dragon Spirit Fire.

If one tries to break through with only their Core Formation stage cultivation, they will inevitably suffer serious injuries. Furthermore, the Dragon Soul Ruins will close in three days.

When Mo Die's identity is exposed, she will surely be surrounded and killed. Not only will I be able to avenge myself, but I can also reap the benefits.

With this in mind, Dao Yin used his agile movements to avoid battle and did not confront him directly, his purpose being to buy time.

Seeing that Mo Hei had already attacked him in the blink of an eye, Dao Yin's figure swayed and transformed into dozens of illusory afterimages, scattering away.

"This movement technique... how can it be so similar? The long-extinct secret of the Qionghua Sect... the Butterfly Shadow of Fallen Flowers..."

Taiqing, who had once entered the ruins of the Ice God Palace with him, was stunned and speechless upon witnessing this scene.

"Do you think you can prolong your life by relying on this?"

Faced with Ma Liang's extremely unpredictable and elusive movement techniques, Mo Hei knew that time was of the essence and that a swift victory was necessary. He gathered his strength, circulated the fire-attribute spiritual energy within his dantian, and shouted sharply:

"Ten Thousand Swords Style!"

Dao Yin's pupils contracted slightly, his eyes filled with disdain, but then his expression changed drastically, and he shouted sharply:

"This is the Candlelight Crystal Flame... So it really is you... It really is you... Hatched by the spirits of heaven and earth ten thousand years ago... It was all because of the two of you?"

However, it was not only because the black sword technique had woven together into a giant fire net, which completely covered the entire underwater dragon palace.

This overwhelming, all-encompassing net not only completely ensnared Dao Yin, but also caught everyone else in it.

The crystalline flames of the candlelight clearly complemented the candlelight array, enhancing its power.

The little dragon was overjoyed and excitedly cried out:

"As expected of this divine dragon, I have discerning eyes. I saw through you long ago, you old codger, that you are not human. You must be some old monster who has possessed my body and been reborn. Now I will expose your true identity and origins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the enormous dragon body of the little evil dragon transformed into the appearance of a young boy and flew straight towards Dao Yin, who was bound by the sword net.

His eyes gleamed with a captivating light, and he raised his right index finger, a dazzling drop of blood shimmering at its tip, within which a dragon could be faintly seen swimming.

At this moment, Dao Yin was like a fish caught in a net, and it would be difficult for him to escape for the time being.

Faced with the little evil dragon's ill-intentioned flight, its target aimed directly at his forehead and brow, his heart sank, and his eyes flashed with a cold light as he sternly said:

"So what if we fight to the death! Don't even think about using this Dragon Soul Blood Curse to find out!"

"Oh!"

Before the little evil dragon could even get close, a deafening roar resounded throughout the land.

But then, Ma Liang turned into a cloud of blood mist.

More precisely, Ma Liang actually used a secret technique to escape by self-destruction.

"As expected of some old monster who possessed and was reborn, his actions are so decisive and ruthless!"

Feeling something, the little dragon turned its gaze to the others bound by the sword net and grinned:

"Very well, then let this divine dragon see which of you still harbors any secrets?"

As the little evil dragon's gaze shifted, its finger followed, pointing one by one at the seven human cultivators and five sea beast demons bound by the inky black sword net.

"Phantom Butterfly Shadow!"

At this moment, there was the butterfly who had once worn a fiery red dress to keep warm in the ruins of the Ice God Palace.

At this moment, thanks to this fire-attribute coat, they successfully escaped from the overwhelming net of swords, transforming into countless butterfly phantoms.

"What? This..."

Mo Hei was startled and stunned by the sight, as if he were witnessing the unforgettable scene of the butterfly's metamorphosis once again.

"Little Charmander, it's your turn to make a move."

Seeing this, the little dragon seemed intent on making an example of someone, and spoke lightly and casually.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Without a verbal response, the Candle Dragon Spirit Fire shot out several lines of fire directly from the Candle Fire Array.

Like catching a turtle in a jar, each move was precise and accurate, instantly entangling the butterfly's wings that had transformed into a butterfly.

"Well!"

However, the cultivation level of this Candle Dragon Spirit Fire had already reached the Core Formation stage, while Dieyi had only reached the Foundation Establishment stage, making it far superior.

Even with only the remaining strength, they still bound the butterfly tightly once more, making it difficult for it to escape again.

"You little vixen, so guilty, could it be that you really have some unspeakable secret? Then let this divine dragon find out for sure..."

As if talking to himself, the little evil dragon immediately pretended to act, and in a flash, he arrived in front of Dieyi, who was firmly bound by the fire line, and slowly pointed out with a finger.

"You evil dragon... how dare you be so insolent... if you know what's good for you... release me at once!"

Faced with this little dragon who had transformed into a young boy, Dieyi was both anxious and furious.

After struggling to no avail, he uttered harsh words while glancing out of the corner of his eye at Mo Hei, who seemed lost in thought.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, considering that we met once before at Eagle's Sorrow Gorge, if you would be so kind as to spare this prince, Ziying will surely keep silent about what happened today!"

At that very moment, Zi Ying, from the Moon Reflection Dynasty of the Immortal Realm, couldn't hold back any longer and blurted out a guarantee.

After all, the fact that even cultivators at the Core Formation stage would avoid this Dragon Soul Blood Curse like the plague, even at the cost of self-destruction to escape, shows that they are well aware of its power.

Prince Ziying, from the Yingyue Dynasty of the Immortal Realm, must have been familiar with the Dragon Soul Blood Curse, which is why he immediately pleaded for mercy.

Before Mo Hei could respond, the little evil dragon grinned, its expression full of amusement:

"What a heroic rescue! Well then, I, the Divine Dragon, would like to see what tricks you have up your sleeve. How will you summon outside help when you're in such dire straits? Otherwise, I can only watch helplessly as this little wench becomes my Blood Curse Puppet..."

"How dare you! Fellow practitioners, if we do not unite now and seek help from the outside world, when will we?"

Faced with the little evil dragon's actions, Zi Ying was immediately enraged, but because he was bound by the sword net, he was unable to offer any help for the time being.

After shouting the words, he made a decisive move, crushed a jade talisman in his hand, and transformed it into a streak of light, rushing out of the candlelight array.

Little Evil Dragon's words were undoubtedly a wake-up call. Dieyi, whose body was bound by the fire line, then sent out a signal.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Driven by this, and given that their lives were at stake, they all followed suit and sent out distress signals.

It should be noted that the cultivators who are able to enter this Dragon Soul Ruins, especially the vast majority of human cultivators, all have profound backgrounds.

This is evident from the fact that Mo Hei and the little evil dragon went through numerous hardships and dangers before finally entering the Dragon Soul Ruins.

Without protection and escort, it would be nothing short of a pipe dream to try and venture deep into the South China Sea on one's own.

At this moment, outside the Dragon Soul Ruins, on the turbulent surface of the South Sea, belonging to the Earth Spirit Realm.

The group of cultivators who had been waiting patiently above the sea all changed their expressions drastically upon receiving the distress signal.

"Old monster Anbi, hurry up and tell us the truth about the core array of this Dragon Soul Ruins!"

"If anything happens to my prince, I will make sure this entire land of Tiannanhai ceases to exist!"

"It seems that a major accident has indeed occurred at the Dragon Soul Ruins. Otherwise, there would be no reason for them to send out a distress signal."

"Could it really be because of that strange phenomenon... or is it... as the rumors say... that the spirits of heaven and earth capable of traversing time and space... have been hatched again..."

"..."

When distress signals came one after another from a giant whirlpool, they immediately alerted everyone.

The explosions and bursts of light erupted in the turbulent, cloud-covered sky, and the many cultivators who had been waiting patiently could no longer remain seated.

Among them, Fairy Qingye, the Lone Dragon Sea Beast, and the Silver Ring Sea Serpent all had a tacit understanding and a hidden suspicion that they were definitely related to Mo Hei.

After all, this black ink is indeed inextricably linked to the Dragon Soul Ruins, and it also contains the essence of the Chi Dragon from Eagle Sorrow Gorge in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains of the Central Continent.

Despite the pressure from the cultivators, an old man appeared, wearing a long robe, leaning on a cane, and standing on a cloud of auspiciousness.

From a misty island, it seemed as if the land had shrunk to an inch, and in an instant, we arrived above the turbulent sea.

"Fellow Daoists, have you thought this through? Do you really want to forcibly close this Dragon Soul Ruins and offer your assistance?"

Although the old man appeared frail and elderly, he possessed a composed demeanor and asked questions in a gentle tone.

The elderly cultivator from the Shu Mountain Sword Sect of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, whom Mingxiu addressed as Fellow Daoist Youlizi, seemed to know the answer to the question and looked troubled as he replied:

"Is Fellow Daoist Anxiu asking this because you're worried that powerful cultivators from the Immortal Realm will come to question you in three days?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the cultivators, all eager to save lives, subtly changed. However, one of them, a middle-aged cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage dressed in magnificent robes, quickly said:

"What difficulties could there be? With our strength, do you think we would let some petty scoundrel who emerged from this Dragon Soul Ruins slip away right under our noses?"

As soon as the middle-aged cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage finished speaking, another elderly cultivator, also in the Nascent Soul stage, stroked his beard and said confidently:

“Fellow Daoist Ling is right. I, Yue, would like to see with my own eyes who is capable of hatching the legendary spirit of heaven and earth. Once it is handed over to the Heavenly Court, everyone present will surely bestow upon it a reward.”

A beautiful woman dressed in palace attire immediately retorted:

"Shouldn't it be handed over to the Celestial Palace?"

You Lizi, without hesitation, acted as a peacemaker, smiling warmly:

"Why should you two argue? It all depends on which powerful being from the Immortal Realm arrives first. If other powerful cultivators from the Immortal Realm descend to the mortal realm first, do we have any power to resist them?"

The middle-aged cultivator, addressed as Fellow Daoist Ling, frowned and said urgently:

"The most urgent task is to forcibly close this Dragon Soul Ruins as soon as possible and save lives! Fellow Daoist Anxiu, I hope you will not hesitate to give me your advice."