Victory!

As the devouring force intensified, Donghua was no exception—he too was pulled forward.

He swung the Pure Yang Sword in his hand, slashing out several sword beams.

With this, he severed the black hole's devouring power.

Candle Dragon's body swelled again, and his vertical pupil seemed to transform into a black hole as well.

The vertical pupil opened and closed once more as Candle Dragon bellowed:

"Freeze."

The power of time and the power of devouring collided.

This time, Taotie's attack finally came to a halt.

But Candle Dragon was not faring well either; his body swayed in the air.

In an instant, surging ferocious aura and eerie demonic energy engulfed Candle Dragon.

Unable to withstand the impact, Candle Dragon spat out a mouthful of blood—it was clear he had suffered no light injury.

Seeing this, Donghua knew the moment had come.

The Twelve-grade Pure World White Lotus manifested beneath his feet.

The Pure Yang Sword in his hand trembled, and the law of Pure Yang Power poured down like the Sky Collapse.

Then Donghua launched himself forward, the Pure Yang Sword splitting in two. Both forces pierced through space, striking at the eyes beneath Taotie's armpits.

He hadn't truly been watching the show earlier—he had been searching for Taotie's weakness all along.

He noticed that Taotie always blocked every attack aimed at his armpits.

That raised his suspicion, for all things with spirit, eyes were nearly always the weak point of any Physical Body cultivator.

Two beams of Pure Yang Sword light tore through the sky, struck Taotie's eyes, and exploded.

Demonic blood rained across the sky.

Taotie's devouring power finally ceased.

Candle Dragon's body fell to the ground, transforming into human form, gasping for air.

That had been far too dangerous. If he had truly been sucked into that creature's belly, death would have been certain.

He had never heard of anyone escaping from inside a Taotie.

Taotie writhed in pain, rolling through the air, lashing out wildly at everything within reach.

The surging ferocious aura and demonic energy fell beside Donghua, only to be instantly purified by the White Lotus.

The Purifying World White Lotus's name was no empty boast. Without this spiritual treasure, Donghua would never have followed Candle Dragon into this space.

The White Lotus beneath Donghua's feet rose into the air, growing larger and larger, as if transforming into an entire world.

It directly enveloped the massive Taotie within.

The White Lotus radiated boundless Purifying World Power, seeking to cleanse all filth within the space.

This time, it seemed Donghua didn't even need to deliberately activate it—the White Lotus itself was using every ounce of its strength to suppress Taotie.

"Indeed, this Fierce Beast is not welcome in the presence of the Purifying World White Lotus."

Seeing this, Taotie ignored the pain of Pure Yang Power ravaging his eyes.

His four feet touched the ground, his belly churned visibly, and it deflated.

Then his mighty devouring power was unleashed once more, directly forming a black hole—this time, he intended to swallow the White Lotus whole into his belly-world.

East King Gong cast the Pure Yang Sword into the air. His own River of Time and Space manifested, and boundless Pure Yang Power converged.

It lit up the dark, hazy space, turning it into a blazing sun.

Under the enhancement of Pure Yang Power, the Pure Yang Sword gradually grew, eventually becoming a sky-piercing sword that struck directly beneath Taotie's armpit.

Then it pierced straight through.

"Perfect timing!" Candle Dragon shouted.

The Purple Lightning Roaming Dragon Spear reappeared in his hand. Under Candle Dragon's full force, the spear transformed into a purple dragon, tearing across the sky.

It pierced through Taotie's other armpit, running straight through his entire body.

The Pure Yang Sword and the Purple Lightning Roaming Dragon Spear formed an "X" shape, embedded in Taotie's body.

At that moment, all of Taotie's attacks ceased.

His beastly body began to sway, then slowly cracked apart.

Seeing this, Donghua struck again. He gathered Pure Yang Power in his hands and formed a series of profound hand seals.

"Pure Yang Divine Thunder."

Pure Yang Power transformed into bolts of white divine thunder, striking down upon Taotie.

This time, Taotie could hold on no longer.

He exploded outright.

Taotie's figure exploded, scattering into an endless torrent of baleful energy that rampaged through the space.

As Taotie burst apart, a demonic shadow materialized.

It was none other than Ri Yan, one of the eight great experts of the Demonic Cult under Luohu in days past.

But now, Ri Yan had no physical body—only his Primordial Spirit remained.

"Candle Dragon, you worm, you couldn't beat the Ancestor, so you called for backup? You've got no martial virtue."

Ri Yan's Primordial Spirit was fixed in the air by the Pure World White Lotus, unable to escape its suppression. Seeing this, he simply opened his mouth and cursed.

"Hahaha."

Candle Dragon laughed heartily in response, struggling to his feet.

"You white-furred beast, go ahead and cackle 'hehehe' one more time. The Ancestor hates your dog-bark the most. After listening to it for so long, today I'll tear your mutt-mouth apart."

Both were Quasi-Saint Great Powers, yet here they were, trading insults in the air.

Seeing this, Donghua said nothing. He quietly cast a Water Mirror Art, recording everything.

After a while of cursing, Ri Yan stopped.

Not because he didn't want to keep going, but because he couldn't anymore.

The White Lotus was constantly purifying his Primordial Spirit, and he could feel himself growing weaker by the moment.

"You white-furred mongrel, if you've got the guts, let go of this White Lotus and fight me fair and square."

"You mongrel who cultivates the Dao of that old bastard Hongjun—shameless and filthy, just like him."

Though Ri Yan had stopped trading insults with Candle Dragon, he now turned his curses on Donghua.

Donghua, seeing this, wasn't angered. Instead, he gave Ri Yan a thumbs-up.

In the Primordial Wilderness today, the only one daring to curse the Dao Ancestor like this was probably one of Luohu's underlings.

No—even among Luohu's men, you're in a league of your own.

It was like this: though Luohu had lost the Dao struggle and transformed into the Dao, no one among the Immortal Dao dared to curse him.

Luohu had transformed into the Dao—he wasn't dead. Did they really think the Heavenly Demon Realm didn't exist? That the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons born from Luohu's Dao transformation were nothing?

Luohu had become the Dao, but Hongjun was still alive and well. Cursing him like this—he must have sensed it by now.

Seeing this, Donghua could only say, "You're way too brave, big brother."

Before Donghua could even channel his power to drive the White Lotus, the White Lotus suddenly spun at high speed, unleashing an endless surge of Purifying World Power, directly refining Ri Yan until not even ashes remained—even his Great Dao was dissolved into nothing.

Not even a chance at reincarnation.

Donghua was struck speechless. Beside him, Candle Dragon didn't know what to say either.

Anyone with eyes could see that the Dao Ancestor was using the White Lotus to take revenge on Ri Yan.

What could they say?

What dared they say?

But Donghua, snapping out of his shock, sighed. "We call ourselves Quasi-Saint Great Powers, yet we can't even unleash the full potential of an Innate Spiritual Treasure."

Candle Dragon: "What's there to sigh about? You should know that your Pure World White Lotus is practically the top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure in the world. To bring out its full power..."

"You'd need at least the mid-stage realm, maybe even the late stage. We're only at the early Ancestor Realm—what you call the early Quasi-Saint stage. And you expect to unleash all the power of a spiritual treasure? A Top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure is equivalent to a complete Great Dao."

"Haven't you seen that mongrel Taiyi? Even with an Innate Supreme Treasure, he can't bring out its full power. The Chaos Bell—something that could suppress the Hongmeng itself—what has it become in his hands?"

Hearing Donghua's lament, Candle Dragon spoke with envy. The Dragon Clan wasn't short on spiritual treasures or treasures, but they sorely lacked this kind of top-tier spiritual treasure.

Take Candle Dragon himself—he had several High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasures in hand, but not a single Top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure.

The Sea Calming Divine Beads, though extraordinary, were only a High-grade Spirit Treasure, not a Top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Candle Dragon collected the Sea Calming Divine Beads left behind from Taotie's explosion.

Then the two of them left the space.