The massive head jerked violently upwards, the body connected below flashing with black light as it rose from the magma lake, writhing and twisting towards the sky.

The "arch bridge" that everyone had first seen also twisted and rose into the air.

Only after it had completely flown into the firmament did everyone clearly see its true face. The owner of this huge head was actually a pitch-black dragon, ten thousand zhang in length, its body wreathed in black flames.

It had two sharp, thorn-like curved horns growing from its head, which gleamed with a chilling black light. Its immense body coiled in the high sky, surrounded by swirling black smoke that almost completely obscured the entire sky. A large area centered on White Jade Peak suddenly became dark.

Even more astonishing was that the dragon's face was strangely abnormal, not a dragon's head at all, but resembling a human face magnified countless times.

Thousands of miles west, Xiong Shan and a dozen other Deputy Dao Lords saw this scene from afar, and their expressions changed drastically.

Among them, the shortest time spent in the Candle Dragon Dao was more than ten thousand years. When had they ever heard of such a world-shaking beast under White Jade Peak?

"Could this be... the Candle Dragon?" Xiong Shan's eyes widened, and he murmured.

"Could it be that the strange noises from the depths of the earth beneath the mountains in the past were caused by it?" Another Deputy Dao Lord asked with suspicion.

"It should be right. Many years ago, when I went deep into the underground fire veins to collect Crimson Flame Fire Essence, I felt a faint strange aura. I didn't pay attention to it at the time, but now that I think about it, it's almost exactly the same as the aura on this beast." A thin, tall old man stroked his palm and said with a start.

"But why is this beast's face..."

"Isn't that the face of Dao Lord Bai Li?"

On Wangyuan Peak.

Han Li gazed at the strange beast, and descriptions of the ancient desolate beast Candle Dragon that he had seen in ancient books quickly flashed through his mind. Indeed, the various characteristics of the monstrous beast before him were quite consistent.

However, in some minor details, there were slight differences.

For example, regarding the description of the Candle Dragon's face, the book only said "slightly resembles a human face, covered with scales," but the face of this Candle Dragon was at least seventy or eighty percent similar to that of Bai Li Yan, the First Dao Lord of the Candle Dragon Dao.

"Could it be... that this beast is Dao Lord Bai Li's true form?" Han Li's heart stirred, and he thought of a possibility.

But in an instant, he rejected this idea.

The strange dragon with a human face before him had no pupils in its eyes, only unfathomable rolling black flames. Clearly, it was not a being with great intelligence. Even if it was related to Dao Lord Bai Li, it was more likely to be his incarnation.

And for some reason, after this huge Candle Dragon appeared, he felt an extremely repulsive feeling deep in his soul. He discovered that the black flames on this dragon seemed to contain extremely strong baleful energy.

Its intensity was unprecedented.

At the same time, in the void thousands of miles north of White Jade Peak, a giant blue flower floated.

Above the giant flower, behind Luo Qinghai, the faces of the originally calm Cang Liu Palace members were also full of shock, each of them dumbfounded and speechless.

At this moment, Luo Qinghai also stood up from the golden chair, his eyes staring fixedly at the black dragon that blotted out the sky in the distance.

After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"I originally thought you were in seclusion to delay the Tribulation of the Five Declines, but I didn't expect that you had already found another way to overcome this Fifth Decline. What a pity, what a pity... If you were given another ten thousand years, what could this mere Northern Cold Immortal Palace do to you?"

"Master, what are we doing now..." Behind him, the handsome man who looked like a young girl stepped forward a few steps.

"You all watch carefully, this is a rare opportunity in ten thousand years. Even if the Immortal Palace succeeds this time, I'm afraid..."

Luo Qinghai chuckled, turned back and sat on the chair, looking up at the battlefield in the depths of the sky.

There, Bai Li Yan, wrapped in colorful light arcs, held a crimson immortal sword in one hand and an octagonal fiery red mirror in the other, confronting Xiao Jinhan hundreds of zhang away.

Around him, within a range of two or three thousand zhang, was shrouded a layer of nearly transparent hemispherical restriction light curtain.

White light flowed on the restriction, and peculiar snowflake-shaped runes appeared everywhere, with a chilling air constantly overflowing.

More than a dozen Immortal Palace cultivators, led by Xue Ying, were now scattered around the outside of the light curtain, each holding a white jade pendant in their hands, which bloomed with a milky white light under the urging of immortal spiritual power.

More than half of them were Golden Immortal cultivators, and the rest were all True Immortal late-stage cultivators. Although they seemed to trap Bai Li Yan here, they did not have the upper hand.

"Bai Li Yan, no wonder the Heavenly Court regards you as a confidant's trouble, you are indeed not simple." Xiao Jinhan held his sword in one hand, glanced at the Candle Dragon that had suddenly appeared, and said to Bai Li Yan.

"Who among those who have reached our level of cultivation is simple?" Bai Li Yan sneered.

"In any case, we came at the right time today, otherwise, ten thousand years later, it would probably be Bai Li Yan who would come to our Northern Cold Immortal Palace. At that time, I don't think we would have the ability to deal with a Grand Unity Jade Immortal." Xiao Jinhan said lightly.

"Then let's try." Bai Li Yan said unhurriedly.

...

Above White Jade Peak.

Along with a deafening roar, the Candle Dragon's huge body wriggled and twisted, rising towards the sky, as if it was about to fly to the void where Bai Li Yan was.

Just as its huge body was about to penetrate the clouds in the high sky, the already shattered earth below suddenly trembled, and a huge phantom array appeared on it, lighting up a dazzling golden light.

Seven golden pillars suddenly rose from around the Candle Dragon, soaring to a height of ten thousand zhang in a few breaths. Golden dragons coiled around them, runes were densely packed, and they constantly reflected a heart-shaking golden light.

At the top of the golden pillars, a Golden Immortal of the Immortal Palace stood, each holding a magic formula in their hands, chanting secret mantras, and urging the great array.

Gu Jie, who had been pierced by Hu Yan Daoren's sword before, was also among them, guarding a golden pillar.

At the same time, above the Candle Dragon's head, the woman in the pink palace dress suddenly appeared, with the white ancient zither still suspended in front of her.

"Rise!"

Her jade fingers plucked the strings violently, and she娇喝ed.

On the eight golden pillars, a strange Buddhist Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded. The eight huge golden dragons coiled around them suddenly twisted their heads in a series of "clang" sounds, and they actually "came alive."

"Awoo..."

A series of echoing dragon roars sounded, and eight golden dragons suddenly shot out from the pillars, pouncing with fangs and claws, plunging into the black flames, and tearing at the Candle Dragon's body.

In the black flames, the eight golden dragons twisted their bodies, winding up along the Candle Dragon's body, their giant mouths opening wide, and biting down fiercely.

The golden dragon's sharp teeth snapped shut, and although they failed to penetrate the Candle Dragon's scales, they firmly clasped onto its body.

"Roar!"

The Candle Dragon suddenly shook, letting out a deafening roar, its body writhing violently, struggling frantically.

Its huge body drove the golden dragons entwined around it to shake violently, constantly hitting the golden pillars, making deafening booms.

However, the golden pillars seemed to be rooted in the earth, and remained unmoved.

The power of restraint contained in them was even greater than the Golden Scale Dragon Locking Array that had trapped Bai Li Yan before, so the Candle Dragon could not break free at all.

Lu Yue's eyes narrowed, and his figure immediately soared into the sky, turning into a dazzling golden light and shooting into the high sky.

With a wave of his hand, a black ox horn bow immediately appeared in his palm.

This bow had a simple shape, as if it was made by casually bending a piece of ebony from the mountains. There were no decorative patterns on the surface, and even no runes were carved. It only reflected a faint black light, and looked very simple and unsophisticated.

Lu Yue looked at the Candle Dragon, which was still struggling, and took a bow stance forward, his arms stretched out, one hand holding the bowstring, and slowly pulling it back.

His muscles bulged and trembled on his arms, making him look very strenuous.

And the bow also bent slowly backward, gradually changing from a crescent shape to a full moon.

When the entire bowstring was tightly attached to his face, strands of silver light began to light up between his hands holding the bow and pulling the string, intertwining and condensing with each other, turning into a slender arrow of shimmering silver light, aiming at the Candle Dragon's head.

Lu Yue's fingers were cut by the bowstring, oozing traces of blood, but they were all absorbed by the silver light of the bow, without a single drop falling. He restrained his aura and remained motionless, drawing the bow without releasing it.

At the same time, a grain of rice-sized silver light condensed on the tip of the arrow. At first, it was faint, but after a while, it became more and more solid, and strange law fluctuations came from it.

The Candle Dragon's immense body was bound, and although it twisted frantically, it still could not break free, becoming extremely furious.

Its head suddenly turned back, and its giant mouth opened, black flames surging out, burning towards the golden dragons on its body.

The rolling black flames surged out, instantly engulfing the golden dragons.

Compared to the black flames lingering on the Candle Dragon's body, the flames spewed from its mouth had a higher temperature and contained even more intense baleful energy.

In just a moment, the eight golden dragons were burned until their golden light dimmed, their bodies withered, and they looked as if they were about to melt.

The eight people standing on the golden pillars only felt unbearably hot around them, and the blood flow throughout their bodies seemed to have accelerated several times. Their hearts were also extremely irritable, as if they were in a purgatory of scorching heat.

"Pfft..."

Finally, a Golden Immortal early-stage cultivator couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Jie, who was not lightly injured by the previous sword, also trembled and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two of them held the formation unstable, causing the entire formation to shake with them, appearing shaky.

Seeing that the surrounding pillars were about to collapse, the brawny man Dong Jie suddenly shook and appeared in mid-air. No one knew what magic he used, but under a flash of black light on his body, his body actually soared to a height of a thousand zhang.

He held a giant axe in his hand, flew into the air, and slashed down on the Candle Dragon's neck.

A series of runes engraved on the axe blade shone with black light, and a strong tearing force came from it, actually causing the void to deform slightly.

Just as it was about to break through the black flames and hit the Candle Dragon's neck, an unexpected change occurred.

Above the Candle Dragon's head, a fiery red light suddenly shot out like lightning, and rapidly grew larger in mid-air, instantly turning into a crimson giant sword hundreds of zhang long, and slashing onto the edge of the giant axe.