Within the Great Dao of Time, Happy Old Man's wild, unrestrained laughter rang out.
Time Reversal.
Other than the Nine-tailed Fox Baili.
Luozhi, Old Man Desolate Bone, the Toad, and the Blood Feather Phoenix Clan had all advanced to the Mahayana realm.
For a time, throughout all of Cangzhou.
Five Mahayana cultivators stood tall.
Within the River of Time, Happy Old Man had already become gaunt and withered.
The little lifespan he had left could now only keep him alive. He could no longer do anything more.
His skin peeled away piece by piece, like the bark of an ancient tree eroded by time—dry, rough, and utterly devoid of luster.
Every strip of fallen skin carried a faint yellow hue, as though it bore the marks of his fading life.
His protruding bones could be seen clearly.
As for what came next... it could only be left to you.
"..."
Five Mahayana cultivators rewrote the laws of Cangzhou.
For the first time, Lingxu felt pressure.
Pressure multiplied severalfold bore down upon him.
Crimson Firmament Demon King stood atop a fiery dragon tornado, draining all water spiritual energy within ten thousand li. Rivers throughout the region rapidly evaporated into white mist, and the land dried and cracked.
Old Man Desolate Bone's Myriad Skeletons Demon Lord looked like a corpse that had crawled out from beneath an ancient battlefield.
The Toad's Lifebound Treasure shimmered with starlight.
Five Mahayana cultivators of the Demon Race encircled Lingxu, intent on killing him.
"It is time for this heaven and earth to have a new master."
The Blood Feather Phoenix Clan let out an earthshaking cry that reverberated between heaven and earth.
Following that cry, the feathers on the Blood Feather Phoenix Clan's body gradually fell away, while its dragon claws began to change.
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