The sound made Xiao Qing tremble all over.

Hearing his mother's voice, Red Boy began to go berserk, with his bull horns flickering in and out of visibility, and every pore on his body spurting out Samadhi True Fire.

The Samadhi True Fire of Red Boy was not ordinary; it was the fire from Flame Mountain, the fire from Lord Lao Zi of the Great Monad's pill furnace.

Even though the flames were confined within his body by the Golden Hoop, White Snake and Green Snake were still roasted until they were sweating profusely, their clothes clinging tightly to their delicate bodies.

"It's too hot!" Xiao Qing couldn't bear it and transformed back to her original form, a green snake that slid like water into the water of the Lotus Pond.

Without entering the water, Bai Suzhen was drenched as if she had been soaked in water, her hair disheveled, water dripping from her chin. Even so, she relied on a thousand years of cultivation and extraordinary will, continuing to chant and firmly restraining Red Boy.

After bellowing, Red Boy once again fell into weakness, only crying out repeatedly for his mom and dad.

Red Boy, untamable and wild, dared to eat Tang Seng's flesh; he was bold and reckless enough to disguise himself as Guanyin, cursing Guanyin as a "thickly-packaged Bodhisattva", but at the same time, he was also deeply filial, capturing Tang Seng immediately and sending his subordinates to invite the Bull Demon King to share the secret of immortality.

The reason he did not invite his mother, Princess Iron Fan, was because her path was different, she was a "cultivated female immortal with a strict household."

Bai Suzhen felt a pang of sympathy but then remembered Red Boy's cunning; she simply closed her eyes and continued to chant.

In the midst of Red Boy's roaring and wailing, the battle intensified.

Subduing Tiger Arhat's forehead bled, his eyes lost their luster, and his golden body fell straight toward the South Sea.

Li Qianxia gasped for air, both from nervousness and because the strike she had just concentrated all her mind and mana on had drained her enormously.

"Let's go!" Yang Qinglan did not dare to delay, stepping on clouds and rushing toward Demon Suppression Arhat.

Li Qianxia slightly regained her senses, followed hastily, her steel spear swirling, splashing the Arhat's golden blood like beads.

The two landed on the back of the Green Bird, standing side by side with Turquoise Pool.

"Spare no mana, strike with all your might!" Usually calm and ethereal, Yang Qinglan's voice carried a hint of murderous intent this time.

Demon Suppression Arhat's eyelids twitched rapidly, the air around him felt like it had turned into water, an illusion of course, but his spirit felt as though it were drowning, as death reached out to him.

"Demon Suppression, I'm here to help you!" Unmoving Arhat threw out the Floating Tower.

Turquoise Pool looked sharply, lifted her hand and made a pressing motion.

Her silver hair flying, purple robe fluttering, "Favored Concubine - Reckless" erupted like a rule of the world.

It was not only Unmoving Arhat's Floating Tower that was affected, but everything within a three-mile radius--except for the rising energies of Yang Qinglan, Li Qianxia, and Demon Suppression Arhat--cultivators, monsters, magic treasures, spells, sea water, and lightning, everything was pushed away.

A small empty space forcibly appeared in the midst of the vast Flowing Light Sea.

Everyone turned their heads in their direction.

Yang Qinglan was pure as snow, celestial in beauty, while Li Qianxia's red dress fluttered, her waist slender and graspable.

Both were enveloped in a faint halo, dazzlingly brilliant.

Even amidst the battlefield, people couldn't help but think: "How can there be such beautiful immortals!"

Yang Qinglan brandished the Ruyi, pulling out the "Small Jade Cauldron" which spun out like a top, wreathed in colorful lights.

Where the Jade Cauldron passed, the air split like the sea.

A stream of crimson light pierced from Li Qianxia's hand, colliding with the Jade Cauldron toward Demon Suppression Arhat.

"Exorcise demons!" the Arhat bellowed, lifting up his fifteen-meter-long Demon Suppressing Staff.

Boom!

The Jade Cauldron suppressed, the crimson shadow pierced through, and under immense pressure, the Demon Suppressing Staff slightly bent as if it were a bamboo pole.

"Pfft!" the Arhat spat out a mouthful of golden blood.

The Black Bear Spirit threw out his Black Tassel Spear, colliding with Qingcheng's Twin Immortals; transforming into a giant black bear thousands of meters tall. He opened his massive jaw, shattering the air as he lunged at Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia.

Turquoise Pool raised her hands toward the sky, and the Black Bear crashed into the Three-Colored Auspicious Cloud as though sinking into a marsh, unable to move a step.

Yang Qinglan and Li Qianxia simultaneously stepped forward.

Thud!

The Demon Suppressing Staff shattered, the Arhat's golden body was ripped apart, pierced through.

Yang Qinglan didn't even look back: "Continue!"

The Ruyi tugged, the Jade Cauldron returned, gathering energy again as it charged toward Unmoving Arhat.

Li Qianxia did not wait for her steel spear to return; she leapt up, turning into a streak of red light, soaring into the sky.

In a clear whistle amid the roaring wind, everyone felt as though they were back to their first time riding the clouds; all they could hear was the rushing wind sound.

A gigantic wing smashed through the sea of clouds, reaching into the mortal realm.

The Golden Winged Roc, with wings like clouds hanging from the sky, with a color like molten gold, radiated unparalleled bright light and displayed ultimate grandeur.

As it flapped its wings, it seemed ready to crush mountains and rivers, and at the same time, seemed to be withdrawing strength from heaven and earth!

Lifting like a roar, soaring directly up ninety thousand miles.

In the fierce wind, people were lifted off the ground.

Countless waves of fire burst from the Roc's wings, streaking across the sky like meteors, smashing into the Flowing Light Sea, igniting explosive, bright air waves.

Many cultivators and monsters flying in the air were struck by the cascading flames, flames danced wildly, blood sprayed furiously.

With power borrowed from between heaven and earth, the Roc dove down, striking the Black Bear Spirit.

As the Black Bear Spirit just freed himself from the Three-Colored Auspicious Cloud, he was hit by the Roc and sent flying like a meteor to the distance.

Turquoise Pool freed her hands, pressed down with her right palm, the Green Bird beneath her cried out high, its wings coming together, the birds gathered around the Green Bird formed into balls of light.

After a brief pause, the light spheres shot out like arrows.

Seven rays of light carved out seven pathways in the air, erasing everything in their path, aiming straight for Unmoving Arhat.

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