Within the Azure Province secret realm, amid the ash-gray world, deathly silence was the eternal theme.
"Brother Lu, I'll be counting on you from here on." Qin Wuya's expression was graver than ever. He exchanged a glance with the Grey-robed Elder, and neither hesitated any longer.
One stood to the left and the other to the right, their hands forming seals as their abundant true essence surged like rivers bursting through their banks, pouring without reserve into the Dragon Vein Earth Key hovering in midair.
Buzz! The Earth Key blazed brilliantly, blue runes flooding in every direction like a tide and echoing the dormant power deep beneath the ground.
The entire secret realm hummed. From the black cracks on the massive Qingzhou Ding, overturned at the edge of heaven and earth, demonic qi seeped forth as though provoked, growing ever denser.
The restoration of the Qingzhou Ding had begun. Once started, it could not be interrupted.
Lu Shaoyou carried the Qi Mei Cudgel over his shoulder and idly rolled his neck, producing a series of crisp cracks.
He glanced at the two figures sitting as motionless as Old Monks in meditation and curled his lip.
"If I'm guarding you, I'm guarding you. Why make it look like a final farewell? Remember to pay me extra afterward."
Before his words had even faded, the roars rising from the fissures and ravines were already close at hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The earth trembled violently as more than a dozen Dragon Fiend Demonic Beasts, each as massive as an elephant, charged in from all directions with the force of ten thousand galloping horses.
There was not a trace of reason in their crimson beast eyes—only the most primal, most pure desire for slaughter and destruction.
A foul, bloody wind struck his face. The