Hand in Hand

Flesh Monster are roughly aggregates of flesh and blood that still retain energy within a sea of blood.

At its peak, it could be described as a condensation of a sea of blood, which would be truly awe-inspiring.

It's impossible for flesh and blood that have lost their life to condense into a living thing on their own... There must be something down there that caused this change.

It's related to the resentful eyes in that vortex.

This monster is merely a gatekeeper... it is far from being the full power of the Blood Sea at its peak.

However, even for such a gatekeeper, the dazzling light of the Minghe Divine Sword was like a mud ox sinking into the sea; all that could be seen was flesh being torn open and then quickly healing, without even a hint of pain.

The Star Dragon roared and crashed heavily into the Flesh Giant, its unfathomable aura barely managing to hold it back. Meng Qingying unleashed her Shadow Shuttle, and countless shadows surged from all directions, gathering within the giant's flesh torn open by Minghe, before exploding with a deafening roar.

As the smoke cleared, a gigantic fist burst forth from beside Star Dragon, shattering the intersection of layers of shadow energy and the light of the Minghe Sword, tearing through space, and heading straight for Meng Qingying.

The fist was as big as a mountain. Meng Qingying, standing in front, could clearly see various chunks of flesh gathered on the fist, writhing like the bones of countless animals squeezed together, which was nauseating.

The scene was disgusting enough, but the key point was that it was very strong.

A terrifying energy enveloped the area, making it difficult for Meng Qingying to even breathe. It was the first time she had ever felt that pure physical force could be so strong, strong enough to suppress the space around you, making it difficult for you to even break free.

The last Martial Cultivation she fought was Qin Yi. Qin Yi was obviously not this strong back then. She wondered how powerful that nemesis was now. As this thought crossed her mind, she subconsciously used a teleportation technique to move away. She knew that she would definitely lose if she fought head-on.

But her usually invincible escape technique seems to have run into some problems this time.

Below, an immense pressure emanated from the eyes of the Blood Sea. The binding of the pure soul seemed to sever the surrounding darkness—no, to shatter it into fragments. The surrounding area was filled with scattered soul fires and intertwined void, making escape difficult and even breaking free a painful ordeal.

Meng Qingying's instantaneous teleportation, which would normally cover a thousand feet, only managed to veer off by a hundred feet, avoiding the fist itself, but she was still enveloped by the intense energy Gale Wind.

Just as she was about to summon the Star Dragon for protection, a sudden blur appeared in front of her.

The twinkling stars around her neutralized the nearby soul fire, paving a smooth path for her.

At the same time, a Jade Ruyi Scepter was placed in the center of the fist.

Minghe will help!

The jade ruyi, which was like dust compared to the enormous fist, still managed to keep the fist suspended in mid-air, unable to get close.

Minghe's body swayed slightly, clearly indicating that she was struggling.

As Meng Qingying retreated, her eyes narrowed. The Star Dragon that had been supporting the giant's body suddenly went berserk, its claws piercing the giant's chest and tearing flesh apart. With a "bang," the giant was pierced through the chest by the dragon, leaving a hole several meters wide.

The giant swayed, but did not die. The flesh on his chest continued to heal, Minghe moved again.

The natal divine sword pierced through the hole in the giant's chest, its blade radiating a dazzling light, like the sun, the moon, and the stars, causing the giant's flesh to splatter wildly and preventing it from healing.

Almost simultaneously, Meng Qingying flicked her slender hand, and Buddhist Light appeared.

The Buddhist pagoda that was once secretly brought from Minghe was placed on the back of Minghe.

A resentful spirit was burning towards the Minghe, but it was dispersed by the Buddhist Light's light and never took shape again.

The two couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

They themselves never imagined that they would cooperate and help each other so well.

The giant, having lost vital flesh from its chest, was greatly weakened and could no longer suppress the power of the Star Dragon, and was slammed into a sea of blood and mud.

"It's not dead... Let's go." Meng Qingying said quickly, "There must be an extremely powerful being below. It's not advisable to linger in battle. Let's leave first and then make further plans."

The two joined hands, ready to leave this dark and gloomy space in Haikou.

A low murmur drifted from afar, "I never imagined that the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace and the Myriad Images of the Universe could cooperate so seamlessly."

With the sound, a piercing whistle echoed through Haikou.

Siren.

They had been keeping to themselves, not wanting to take action, but now that they saw that even the Flesh Giant and the resentment emanating from its blood-red eyes couldn't handle the combined attack of the two, they finally had no choice but to take matters into their own hands.

As soon as the siren's roar was uttered, Minghe and Meng Qingying turned around simultaneously and said in unison, "We've been waiting for you for a long time!"

They were already ruined by these damned sirens in their dream, how could they not be on guard?

All around, eerie shadows rose up. The moment the sea monsters appeared, countless dark shadows transformed into prisons, and sinister Ghost Claw shot out from the void, trapping all the sea monsters within.

The manipulation of shadow techniques is already incredibly skillful, and it is also a typical example of demonic arts.

At the same time, a radiant light swept across this sea of blood.

Breaking through darkness and banishing evil, the starlight of the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace shines brightly. Minghe stands within it, her Daoist robes fluttering, like a goddess.

Under the light of day, all the sea monsters let out painful howls.

They were a gathering of vengeful spirits, and could not withstand the righteous light of the Righteous Path.

With their demonic shadows captivating and the heavenly light cleansing them, these two, as long as they don't encounter opponents whose cultivation levels are too far beyond their reach, will dominate the world. Not only will they be invincible among their peers, but they can also put up a fight even against opponents of different cultivation levels.

Just like that Flesh Giant, if we had to rank them, they would probably be considered to be at the early stage of the Qian Yuan realm. Yet, they were still pinned to the ground by two people working together and haven't gotten up yet.

Both of them are monsters; how could ordinary sirens possibly be a match for them?

Even Qin Yi might not dare to withstand their combined attack... and that's another story on the other battlefield.

However, this time there really is an opponent who is far beyond their current realm. The Sea Demon Lord, mid-stage of the Qian Yuan realm.

But as she watched the two wreaking havoc from afar, she hesitated.

Although she was ordered to cause trouble for them, she was well aware that this was the core direct lineage of the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace and Myriad Images of the Universe. It would be fine if she sent her subordinates to assassinate them, but if she took action herself, their master might come from another dimension.

The power of formlessness is beyond her comprehension.

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't bear to watch her people be tortured to death, so she tried to intervene indirectly. Her approach was still to let them fall into the vortex of blood themselves, so she could extricate herself.

She knew that there was some kind of pull from Minghe Meng Qingying at the bottom of this vortex, and that they would be drawn in by themselves if she just opened the vortex, without her having to do anything.

The Sea Demon Lord took a deep breath and suddenly roared to the sky.

The roar reached the heavens and descended upon the sea of blood, as if the entire dark Sky Curtain was about to be torn apart, and the vortex of blood below was also slightly cracked under the influence of this soul power.

As expected, Minghe and Meng Qingying, who were about to leave the area, both paused for a moment.

Something doesn't feel right.

That heartfelt call was so strong that it was almost irresistible; even with their cultivation and willpower, they couldn't help but look down at each other.

One glance was enough to make their eyes widen.

The whirlpool parted, revealing below... a vast, almost boundless mass of bones, blocking the Styx's entrance to the sea and severing its source.

The skeleton... at first glance, it looked like a giant bird? The wing skeleton filled the river.

But the remains were Nether Purple, incredibly eerie.

What kind of bird is this?

As Meng Qingying looked around, her eyes became lost in confusion, as if a voice kept echoing in her mind: That is me... I need to go there to find my true self.

She involuntarily let go of Minghe's hand and slowly floated downwards.

At this time, Minghe was also confused.

The bloodshot eyes filled with deep resentment from before, as they separated in the vortex, slowly rose to the surface and became clearer.

There seemed to be a heartfelt cry in her eyes, drawing her closer to find the most familiar version of herself.

The search for one's true self is the ultimate pursuit of almost all monks, an instinct imprinted on their soul.

But in reality, if the difference in status between past and present lives is too great, then it is not about finding one's true self, or even about reviving one's past life. One may simply be completely lost in the endless cycle of reincarnation, unable to see the past life and no longer existing in this life.

It's too early.

The Sea Demon Lord breathed a sigh of relief. Is that all?

Just then, a fiery red light shone from the horizon, like a scorching sun tearing through the dark Sky Curtain, and everything cold and gloomy became warm.

The siren was horrified. "Phoenix feathers?"

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