Row upon row of golden formations spread out from under Daoist Qingyang's feet, wrapping around the stone bell, which was covered with layers of golden patterns.
The stone bell suddenly rang out with a distant chant, as if ancient deities were calling out. Every chime that emanated stirred up a peculiar fluctuation that fell upon the eight Floating Immortal Isles.
Wrapped in formations, the eight isles began to slowly rotate around the stone bell under the drive of the formations. They arranged themselves tightly in the pattern of the Eight Trigrams Array, rotating faster and faster. Daoist Qingyang's powerful spiritual power seemed to become the source that drove this formation.
Xiang Beifei had already felt it. This was a grand teleportation array attached to the peripheries of the Floating Immortal Isles that could transport the people on the isles away.
But with nearly sixty thousand people spread across the eight Floating Immortal Isles, even Daoist Qingyang of the Immortal Realm would be heavily burdened to teleport so many at once, not to mention the two Demon Gods on the outside, neither of whom was any less powerful than he.
"I never agreed to let you leave!"
The Eternal Night Sovereign and the Demon Tentacle King launched their full power towards the Floating Immortal Isles again, trying to stop Daoist Qingyang. Their terrifying spiritual power suddenly bombarded the outskirts of the eight isles.
Unable to hold back, Daoist Qingyang spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face instantly turning as white as paper.
The stone bell constantly drew on Daoist Qingyang's strength to maintain the operation of the formation. He had no extra strength to counterattack the Eternal Night Sovereign and the Demon Tentacle King, and could only forcibly resist using his own spiritual power, yet he was further wounded.
Daoist Qingde clenched his fist tightly and watched Daoist Qingyang in agony. He wanted to help, but having not broken through to the Immortal Realm, he had no means to intervene in such a battle.
Even with severe injuries, Daoist Qingyang did not fall. His figure stayed erect, like a monument standing in mid-air.
He fearlessly struck towards the stone bell with his palm!
Powerful formations swiftly spread and landed in every corner of the isles. The formations on the isles also unleashed rows of golden patterns, like silk threads, connecting every person on the isles together.
The source of these golden threads all converged in Daoist Qingde's hands. Red-eyed, he looked at his senior brother but said nothing further, gathering all the formations together instead.
The isles spun faster and faster, blurring to the point of obscurity, yet the figure of Daoist Qingyang remained sharply etched in the eyes of everyone. Every person of Hanxia clenched their hearts as they watched their Sect Leader endure the bombardments from the two Demon Gods time and again, yet still gritting his teeth to hold on, opening a path of escape for the Human Race of Hanxia.
That resolute figure was deeply engraved in their minds. Their hearts bled. Many cried out in grief, unable to hold back their tears. They wanted to help Daoist Qingyang, but didn't know where to begin.
Xiang Beifei remained silent, yet his heart was greatly shaken!
He knew what Daoist Qingyang's fate would be. For the people of Hanxia, Daoist Qingyang stayed behind alone to cover their retreat, becoming the last man standing on the Floating Immortal Isles, turned into a skeleton.
Xiang Beifei clenched his fists, but like everyone else, he could do nothing and could only silently watch everything unfold.
Daoist Qingde saw that Xiang Beifei on the side had not been connected by the formations and waved his hand, sweeping Xiang Beifei up as well. However, the formation did not connect to Xiang Beifei and peeled off like a phantom.
Xiang Beifei was stunned for a moment.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
All the surviving Human Race on the Floating Immortal Isles were sent away by the powerful teleportation array, vanishing from the isles. Daoist Qingde was somewhat surprised in the last moment. He had intended to take Xiang Beifei with him, but was unsuccessful.
Everyone left, leaving only Xiang Beifei on the Floating Immortal Isles, as well as Daoist Qingyang in the sky maintaining the formation.
Daoist Qingyang, noticing that Xiang Beifei was the only one left, looked surprised. He had no time to tend to Xiang Beifei, though, as the Eternal Night Sovereign and the Demon Tentacle King were still in the skies.
The speed of the rotation of the eight Floating Immortal Isles slowed down. He stopped maintaining the formation and just looked up coldly at the two.
"They have left, now you two shall stay."
Daoist Qingyang declared so.
A fierce Sword Qi surged into the sky. His entire body was burning with golden flames, which, fueled by Daoist Qingyang's spiritual power, instantly ignited the waters of the underworld in the area. The once morbidly cold waters of the underworld blazed with yellow fire, as if oil had been set aflame!
The Eternal Night Sovereign was taken aback!
He never expected the Daoist Qingyang, whom he and the Demon Tentacle King had been suppressing, to suddenly become so fierce. Those were his strange and powerful waters of the underworld, which were dreadfully sinister, always devouring everything. It never occurred to him that they could be ignited.
Yet the flames on Daoist Qingyang's body were like the fiercest fire in the world, and his aura suddenly became ten times more vigorous than before!
"Was he holding back all this while?"
The Demon Tentacle King exclaimed in shock!
At that moment, Daoist Qingyang's strength seemed to skyrocket, far exceeding their imaginations. The world-destroying golden flames seemed to set the sky ablaze, turning everything a shade of gold.