C1486 I Can Handle It!

A gaunt figure, Xuanying, her form as shriveled as a withered claw, draped herself over Rovi's body and emerged from the Seven-Colored Lake. She and Huangyin simultaneously turned their gaze toward Yu Yuan and together summoned Zhong Chichen with a demonic chant. The grating sound, produced in unison by the two Terra Fiend ancestors, caused Zhong Chichen's transformation into a demon to accelerate exponentially.

Zhong Chichen, now with eyes a deep shade of purple, matched the dark fire blazing within Huangyin's hollow gaze and Xuanying's own eyes. It seemed he was on the brink of a successful metamorphosis into a Terra Fiend.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Thousands of Seven-Colored Thunderbolts burst forth from the lake, seeking out and merging with the crimson furnace. The dark lightning traced the intricate flame patterns on the furnace, swiftly coursing into Zhong Chichen's body. His seven-colored form shimmered like a piece of exquisite crystal, yet it exuded an overwhelming sense of dread.

The bizarre psionic power within him, no less potent than Huangyin's own, surged wildly, amplifying the force with which he struck the furnace lid.

"It's too late; his transformation into a demon is irreversible," Loong Jie declared, shaking his head. The golden filaments entwined around the furnace were being eroded by the essence and dark lightning of the Seven-Colored Lake. Watching the furnace swell, soon to revert to its original size, Loong Jie advised, "Your senior brother is beyond saving. Don't exhaust yourself further; it's best to extinguish his devil soul."

Referring to Zhong Chichen's spirit as a devil soul, the old dragon made it clear that he held little hope for Zhong Chichen to revert from demon back to human under the influence of the Terra Fiend ancestors' spellcasting.

"Yu Yuan, if you find it difficult to proceed, shall I step in?" Chen Liangquan offered, holding a fractured crystal orb in one hand, unleashing its mighty power. He released an aura of supreme purity, as if to cleanse all corruption from the world. His other hand was poised to receive the furnace, ready to obliterate Zhong Chichen's devil soul with a burst of sacred radiance.

"Mr. Chen, there's no need for formalities. I don't require your assistance," Yu Yuan responded firmly.

Yu Yuan immediately rejected the offer.

He sensed that once Chen Liangquan got hold of the furnace, his senior brother Zhong Chichen's soul and body would rapidly dissolve.

Chen Liangquan's Dawnbringers bloodline, along with the shattered crystal ball, possessed an extremely potent restraint against malevolent entities.

This, perhaps, was also why Chen Liangquan had the courage to descend.

"Don't worry, I've got this!"

With a determined shout, Yu Yuan set the expanding red furnace onto the Dragon Slaying Stage.

His true form gently landed on the lid of the furnace, steadying himself on the trembling cover with his feet. He glanced at Huangyin before turning his attention back to Xuanying.

Xuanying's eyes remained a deep purple, indicating she still had control over her body.

Yu Yuan's mind eased slightly.

From Tan Junshan's account, he suspected that when Rovi, the Voidweaver, had deep purple eyes, it might be his most vulnerable state.

One eye being seven-colored and the other deep purple suggested that Rovi and Xuanying were sharing the body, representing an intermediate state.

But if both eyes turned seven-colored, it would mean Rovi's soul had completely overshadowed Xuanying's, reclaiming full ownership of the body.

Such a state would mark the true return of Rovi, and also his most formidable form.

"Are you okay?"

As his thought reached Yu Yiyi, he was flooded with a surge of memories.

He learned of everything that had transpired on the Seven-Colored Lake after his descent: Huangyin's actions, his spoken words, the clash between the cauldron spirit Yu Yiyi and Huangyin, and the arrival of Tan Junshan and his companions.

"Yeah, I'm glad you're okay."

Yu Yuan nodded, channeling his remnant soul consciousness into the Dragon Slaying Stage.

Instantly, he observed slender 'Seven-Colored Dragons' emerging from within the stage. Like the colorful lightning of the Seven-Colored Lake, they too integrated into the furnace.

The dragon's breath left by the Chronowyrm had already demonstrated its power to suppress the corrupt essence within the Crucible of Evil.

After the Terra Fiend was slain, its remains were deliberately left on the Dragon Slaying Stage, serving as the crucial cornerstone to suppress the evil forces.

"The Chronowyrm!"

Upon witnessing the dragon's breath escape, Huangyin and Xuanying, the progenitors of the Terra Fiend, made a beeline for the furnace, their faces betraying their alarm.

"We shouldn't linger here."

Loong Jie's eyes swept over the Terra Fiends and Yuan Qingxi, then rested on the indifferent White Bone, a sense of unease rising within him.

"I agree, it's best we make our exit sooner rather than later."

Tan Junshan chuckled nervously in agreement, as the crescents behind him began to converge. Aware that Xuanying and Rovi were inhabiting the same body and had even secured Rovi's approval, Tan Junshan was ready to beat a hasty retreat, unwilling to entangle further with these entities in the Defiled World.

"Shall we depart?"

Chen Liangquan inquired, smiling as he sought Yu Yuan's consent.

Yu Yuan glanced at White Bone, who gave an almost imperceptible nod.

"Let's go!"

Without further hesitation, Yu Yuan stepped onto the Dragon Slaying Stage and unleashed the Chronowyrm's psionic power, causing the platform to shimmer with a kaleidoscope of light as they prepared to leave.

Chen Liangquan, Tan Junshan, and Loong Jie, already in silent agreement, saw Yu Yuan's resolve and transformed into three bolts of lightning, soaring skyward.

All three sensed the peril, the lurking threats that surrounded them.

The cunning old fiends, shortly after descending, had taken note of Yuan Qingxi and the subtle specter within the wooden tombstone, including Huangyin's frequent glances towards White Bone.

The gaze of these demonic titans upon White Bone was unsettling...

The trio also recalled how Canli had amplified the power of the Fallen Star Eyes manifold in front of the thatched hut. They were once able to see everything across the Seven-Colored Lake.

Yet, when White Bone, the God of Ghosts, suddenly looked up, they could no longer discern the full picture, and Canli was even wounded as a result.

White Bone's stance was thought-provoking.

And then there was Rovi, the Voidweaver, who allowed Xuanying free rein. Before the situation spiraled out of control, he loomed like an immense shadow, lurking unseen, in no rush to reveal himself.

It seemed he would only intervene when Xuanying was no longer able to control the situation and faced danger.

Like now...

"Ah, the exquisite essence of the Chronowyrm."

Rovi's voice emerged leisurely, just as Yu Yuan and his companions decided to ascend, leaving the filth of the underground Defiled World behind. His voice arose unexpectedly.

His body, with one deep purple eye, suddenly shimmered with a spectrum of colors.

Rovi's soul appeared to be captivated by the kaleidoscopic radiance emanating from the Dragon Slaying Stage. With his now rainbow-hued eye, he gazed upon the Dragon Slaying Stage.

He also fixed his gaze on the three others who, alongside the Dragon Slaying Stage, were hastily making their way to the surface.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The heavens above Yu Yuan and the rest were instantly filled with vibrant clouds, within which various spaces intertwined.

It seemed as if, by continuing on their current path, they would burst forth from this realm into different, unknown territories.

Yu Yuan, Loong Jie, Tan Junshan, and Chen Liangquan might end up scattered across different lands.

Perhaps they would never find their way back to the Everlands, let alone the true starry sky, for the rest of their lives.

"Rovi!"

Tan Junshan and Chen Liangquan's faces turned pale.

Loong Jie came to an abrupt halt. The ancient patriarch of the Nagas, with his golden eyes narrowed, stared icily at the Voidweaver chieftain below. "You seem to harbor intense hostility towards our Seven-Colored Dragon God."

"Shouldn't I?"

Rovi, with a single eye now gleaming with a prism of colors, let a faint sneer play across his lips.

"In that bygone age, the Chronowyrm, with his mastery of space magic, wreaked havoc upon various extraterrestrial races. We, the Voidweavers, were the main force that opposed him. Throughout the long years, the greatest hindrance and adversary he faced in the extraterrestrial realms was our Voidweaver clan."

"The number of Voidweavers he slaughtered is beyond count."

"As the patriarch of the Voidweavers, should I not hate him? Should I not view him with hostility?"

Rovi countered.

The old dragon found himself at a loss for words.

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