The Cang Fire Ying Long opened its Heaven-swallowing Mouth, and deep in its throat was an ever-burning microcosm. After devouring the Peacock Evil Ming King, all of his feathered scales, which were a fusion of technology and myth, were utterly melted away.
Raging flames poured into his flesh and soul, roasting him at extreme temperatures. While to others, this Peacock Evil Ming King turned into charred ashes in mere seconds, for Zhuang Yuan it felt like enduring centuries of torment by refining fire. In the burning belly of the Cang Fire Ying Long, his soul endured pain a hundredfold of ordinary flames. Wu Hen could even hear his hysterical pleas, his repentance, and his eventual breakdown into tears amidst the flames.
Wu Hen never felt any pity for people .
If they believed themselves to be eternal beings from higher dimensions, merely acting as one of the roles in their long life here, then they should thoroughly enjoy the most extreme form of fire punishment.
Watching Zhuang Yuan being reduced to ashes, Wu Hen finally vented his spite.
He looked towards Mingyi's direction and saw that she had already broken free from those polar energies. At this moment, she was also enveloped in Golden Radiance and Red Flames. The Vermilion Bird Sacred Feathers, exquisite to the extreme, unfolded layer upon layer with her battle, full of strength and yet tinged with a touch of beauty. She appeared as a Dusk Goddess, contending against the impending lengthy Night King.
The force that gradually engulfed heaven and earth, turning the world into darkness, although unstoppable, was still breathtaking during this twilight phase, making the arrival of night no longer frightening.
The Night Leader was also slightly shocked, having thought that Mingyi, deprived of the Night Nuwa Divine Power, could no longer pose any threat to him. Yet, she managed to provide no small trouble for him, thanks to the perfect combination of her extraordinary realm and the Vermilion Bird Battle Robe.
Seeing such an outstanding junior, the Night Leader didn't know whether to feel gratified or sad for a moment. The one stubborn and unenlightened was not himself, he firmly believed that everyone was noble, rather than dispensable as mere dust in the universe.
Blood slowly seeped from the Night Leader's pupils. Prior to this, he had already fought countless rounds with the Cang Chu Divine Realm's gods, and he too was utterly exhausted, his body sustained by sheer spiritual belief.
He slowly stretched his hand toward the pitch-black sky, extracting a blood-colored Heavenly Chain from the vault of heaven, and as it swung, blood-colored storm clouds emerged in the night sky.
The Night Leader emitted a dull roar, and instantly that blood-colored Heavenly Chain lashed down from above. Accompanying this terrifying Heavenly Chain was an endless flood of blood-colored energy, like vibrant and dripping red roses, yet with thorns, or like dense, blood-colored stardust from Outer Heaven, descending upon this fragile continent.
Mingyi erupted at extreme speed, narrowly dodging the Heavenly Chain descending from the sky, yet those sharp blood-colored stardust were difficult to fend off, inevitably piercing through her Vermilion Bird Battle Robe, cutting into her skin.
At this moment, Wu Hen, enveloped in fiery flames, transformed into a mighty Cang Dragon, appearing before Mingyi. He used the Cang Dragon's spine to shield Mingyi from the falling blood-colored stardust.
Mingyi's eyes brightened, feeling that at this moment Wu Hen seemed like an unparalleled hero. Most importantly, after experiencing all sorts of internal persecution, Wu Hen still unwaveringly believed in her, which moved Mingyi deeply.
"Take a rest, let me handle him," Wu Hen said to Mingyi.
"Mm!" Mingyi nodded, immediately sitting cross-legged and beginning to absorb the surrounding spiritual factors.
Strangely enough, the Seven-Colored Mountain Sea seemed to have its own favoritism. When the Peacock Evil Ming King Zhuang Yuan attempted to seize the mythical spiritual factors here, it suddenly retreated into a wasteland of ashes. Yet, when Mingyi settled down to absorb the energy of this Seven-Colored Mountain Sea, it reverted to its sacred and splendid state. Even though the entire area was shrouded in a layer of high-dimensional fire resembling a misty veil, it seemed to bloom orchid-like in another dimension, unaffected.
Wu Hen naturally also caught a glimpse of this peculiar scene.
Zhuang Yuan, if aware in heaven, would likely curse Heaven for its injustice. Why, when he wanted a whiff of mythical aura, the Seven-Colored Mountain Sea offered nothing, yet when Mingyi needed spiritual energy, it willingly presented such verdant spiritual energy?
Perhaps the Seven-Colored Mountain Sea could recognize who wanted to restore its vitality at this moment.
Seeing Mingyi's aura recovering and her wounds rapidly healing, Wu Hen also felt much relieved.
Zhuang Yuan had stalled him for quite some time, and he was rather worried that Mingyi might be no match for the Night Leader. It was apparent that Mingyi had pushed life evolution to the highest realm among all humans. She had transcended the Tenth Rank Life category, reaching higher dimensions, making her a paragon among the gods, whether it be in the Vermilion Bird Battle Robe or the Night Nuwa Divine Power...
Clearly, over the years, she too broke through layer upon layer, standing at the pinnacle of Cang Chu.
Wu Hen took a deep breath, as the Cang Fire connected, transforming into grand mountain gorges suspended in the air. These mountain gorges together comprised the mythical Ying Long's incredibly majestic dragon body. As the dragon body stretched out, it perfectly shielded like mountain passes from the blood-colored stardust descending from the sky!
Under the torrential shower of blood-colored stardust in the world, the area protected by the Cang Fire Ying Long remained tranquil and peaceful, while Mingyi, seated in the Seven-Colored Mountain Sea at this moment, shed her mortal aura, truly like a natural goddess, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, sun, and moon, protecting all living beings...
Suddenly, the blood-colored Heavenly Chain lashed down without warning, creating a shocking fissure in the night sky. It was precisely the Night Leader attacking Wu Hen.
The Night Leader might have shown some mercy toward Mingyi because he had sacrificed everything for the continuation of the Nuwa Lineage, finally seeing an outstanding inheritor who had accomplished the highest evolution of life, perfectly merged the ancient Night Nuwa Divine Power with advanced Buddha Battle Robe technology... But towards Wu Hen, the Night Leader felt no such sense of relief.
The origin of Wu Hen's power was uncertain, but his mastery of Divine Skills was like a sponge absorbing whatever foul water and dirty liquids it could, void of the orthodox power of the Night Nuwa Lineage. He even became an inheritor like the god butcher Cai Qiong, truly heretical, aligned with the brutal Cang Chu gods.
Completely opposed to his own ideals.
The Night Leader well understood that such a presence would only lead all humanity into a more terrifying abyss!
The lash of the Heavenly Chain, brimming with terrifying energy, shattered the Cang Dragon Gorge, composed of Fire God Particles, like foam.
Wu Hen dodged in time, yet the Heavenly Chain, striking from one angle, became a 360-degree relentless thrash upon reaching him. In the lashes, Wu Hen could even sense the Night Leader's extreme rage!
This Night Leader must be crazy, the way he dealt with Mingyi was of a completely different caliber than with him.
Did they really take him for a yellow-haired boy?
In that case, he had no choice but to display some genuine yellow-haired skills!!