One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Time ticked by, and everyone quieted down, their eyes fixed on the living stone that had consumed the black pill, seemingly unsure of what was to come.

Yet, after seven breaths, the living corpse remained leaning back on the golden chair, utterly still.

"How can it be... how can it not work? How..." The old woman with white hair murmured in disbelief, the light in her eyes dimming.

Seeing this, the others breathed a sigh of relief, assuming it was a false alarm. Feng Tiandu turned his attention back to Han Li, who also retracted his gaze.

The confrontation between the two sides was about to erupt once more.

But at that moment, a strange scene unfolded!

A gray light suddenly emanated from the living corpse, expanding like a spiritual domain in an instant.

Wherever it passed, the sounds of wind and thunder roared, like a storm raging, rumbling loudly.

The old woman with white hair, being the closest, bore the brunt of the impact. She was swept up by the hurricane and sent flying, crashing into a gray puppet with a thud.

The jade furnace also shuddered violently from the force. After a surge of emerald light, it stabilized once more.

The two golden puppets and the gray puppets were also thrown about by the tremendous force. Even the outermost fire sea restriction expanded outward before exploding.

The white-faced scholar and the others quickly dodged, retreating backward.

Only Hu Yan Daoren, his eyes flashing with a sharp glint, went against the tide. With a flip of his palm, he produced an ancient oil lamp with a golden flame. With a flicker of his figure, he plunged into the shattered fire sea restriction, his form instantly swallowed up.

"Hu Yan..." Yun Ni, seemingly unaware beforehand, cried out in alarm.

Han Li's heart also stirred. His eyes glowed blue as he looked inside, but he saw only a haze of gray, unable to see anything clearly.

After a moment, the gray mist that filled the area slowly dissipated. A figure shot out from within and landed near Yun Ni, none other than Hu Yan Daoren.

His clothes were tattered, his beard burnt off, and his body charred black, making him look somewhat disheveled.

"Got it... However, the golden puppet was too strong. I couldn't escape while fighting both of them, so I didn't dare to grab the other one." He wore a distinct smile on his face as he transmitted his voice to Yun Ni.

"Don't ever risk it like that again..." Yun Ni's heart eased, and she glared at him, replying.

After all the smoke and dust cleared, the living corpse on the golden chair reappeared.

It remained in its original posture, unmoving, seemingly unchanged, but the aura it emitted was entirely different from before.

With a flash of gold, two golden puppets appeared beside the chair.

One puppet held a silver pill, the Taiyi Pill, which it placed in the living corpse's mouth.

The other golden puppet's body was charred on one side, and one of its arms was missing. It stood in place, dazed.

After the living corpse consumed the second Taiyi Pill, a layer of light appeared on its body, and the aura it exuded grew even stronger.

At this time, the two golden puppets, along with the one that had arrived earlier, surrounded the living corpse.

Han Li's eyebrows twitched at the sight.

He then glanced towards Hu Yan Daoren and the others, his expression momentarily freezing.

He saw Hu Yan Daoren take off the cloth bag he had been carrying on his back, lift a corner, and quickly place the Taiyi Pill he held inside.

A trace of surprise flashed in Han Li's eyes. His thoughts raced, and a burst of azure light erupted from his body as he abruptly retreated, no longer engaging with Feng Tiandu.

"Boy, don't you dare!" Feng Tiandu's face changed, and he roared. Just as he was about to give chase, another change occurred!

Rumble!

A pillar of blue light emerged from behind him, soaring into the sky.

An immense aura emanated from the blue light, and the entire hall trembled.

In the center of the blue pillar of light was none other than Luo Qinghai.

He was now bathed in dazzling blue light, and streams of blue, water-like light surged from his body, crashing into the surroundings.

The chains binding him rattled and loosened significantly.

Feng Tiandu's face darkened. He couldn't afford to chase Han Li, so he turned and lunged towards Luo Qinghai, waving his hand to release a burst of black light that flashed into the chains around Luo Qinghai.

Although the others present were powerful, Luo Qinghai posed the greatest threat to him, and he couldn't allow him to escape.

The chains immediately glowed and then writhed and contracted like living things.

"Hmph! Trying to restrain me now? It's too late!" Luo Qinghai snorted coldly, forming hand seals with both hands.

The blue pillar of light around him blazed once more, as if it were solid, and no matter how the chains writhed and contracted, they wouldn't budge.

Luo Qinghai chanted incantations, and his lower body suddenly transformed into a blue snake tail. His entire being became a strange half-human, half-snake creature, and the aura he exuded increased greatly.

Han Li flickered and appeared beside Hu Yan Daoren and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Li, thank you for restraining Feng Tiandu." Hu Yan Daoren nodded gratefully.

Han Li smiled faintly at Hu Yan Daoren, waved his hand, and lingered his gaze briefly on his back.

Hu Yan Daoren's yellow bag was now back on his back, tightly wrapped, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

A strange color flashed across Han Li's expression, but he didn't ask. He turned his head and looked towards Luo Qinghai.

Seeing Luo Qinghai's transformation, he was immediately shocked.

A layer of crystalline blue light appeared on Luo Qinghai's body, and he twisted his body powerfully, rapidly drilling upwards through the layers of chains.

Feng Tiandu's pupils shrank, and he waved his hand.

Black light flickered beside him, and a series of black chains as thick as bowls appeared, numbering in the dozens.

The tips of the chains were incomparably sharp, emitting waves of dark, chilling light, like a series of black spears. Countless black runes danced on them, exuding terrifying Law fluctuations that inspired awe.

"Go."

Feng Tiandu formed a hand seal and pointed, and all the black chains shot out like crossbow bolts, transforming into blurry black shadows that pierced towards Luo Qinghai's body.

Seeing this, Luo Qinghai flipped his hand and took out a deep blue sphere.

This sphere exuded a powerful and obscure aura, and sealed inside was a half-human, half-snake blue figure. Unfortunately, the blue light emitted by the sphere was too bright, and it was difficult to see clearly.

A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he quickly opened his mouth and swallowed the sphere.

In the next moment, the blue light on his body flashed wildly, and his body became transparent. Streams of deep blue light flickered within him.

Just then, the black chains shot over, easily penetrating the surrounding blue pillar of light, and then pierced Luo Qinghai's body, piercing through him.

Luo Qinghai's body was instantly pierced with holes, but there wasn't a trace of blood.

Feng Tiandu was slightly stunned at the sight.

Luo Qinghai revealed a cold smile. The blue light on his body flickered, and he suddenly exploded open, transforming into streams of water that spread outwards.

At the same time, desolate incantations echoed from an unknown place, giving people an extremely ancient feeling, as if it were a language that had existed in this world since the beginning of time.

Seeing this, Feng Tiandu's face darkened, and the hand seals in his hands suddenly changed.

The black chains glowed with black light and then shot out again, frantically weaving and stabbing through the streams of blue water, but to no avail.

The incantations coming from Luo Qinghai's mouth grew louder and louder, like the resonating sounds of great bells.

Accompanying the incantations, streams of blue water shot out from the surrounding void, merging into the blue water.

In the blink of an eye, a blue water mass the size of a lake appeared, occupying nearly half the hall.

In the center of the lake, a flash of light revealed a huge figure.

This figure was tens of feet tall. His upper body was that of a middle-aged man, wearing a loose blue robe, revealing a broad chest and sturdy arms. He had a long, curling blue beard that fell to his chest.

The lower half of the man's body was a thick blue snake body, coiled several times, at least a hundred feet long.

The middle-aged man's face was incomparably majestic, like an ancient water god, exuding an immense aura that forced back the surrounding black spiritual domain, surpassing the Golden Immortal realm.

"That aura... it has already reached the Grand Unity Realm!" From afar, Han Li and the others, seeing the blue giant, revealed expressions of shock.

Feng Tiandu looked at the blue giant apparition before him, a trace of horror flashing in his eyes.

Luo Qinghai was now standing within the blue giant apparition, his body radiating blue light, dignified and inviolable.

He suddenly raised a hand, forming a hand seal with a single finger.

The blue giant suddenly opened his eyes, and streams of blue lightning danced within them, making it impossible to look directly at him. A thick arm suddenly rose.

Buzz!

A blue staff appeared in his hand, radiating a dazzling blue light. The shape of the staff was unclear, and he struck out towards Feng Tiandu.

A huge blue staff shadow appeared, with countless streams of blue lightning swirling around it, exuding a terrifying power that could split the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, it seemed as if this entire world contained only this staff shadow.

Han Li and the others, outside the spiritual domain, also clearly sensed it. Their faces changed as they retreated a distance further away.

Rumble!

The giant blue staff shadow seemed slow, but Feng Tiandu, who was bearing the brunt of the staff shadow, knew best just how swift this strike was. It was like a giant blue lightning bolt striking the black spiritual domain, giving him no time to react.

Feng Tiandu's black spiritual domain fluctuated violently, and then, with a "boom," shattered.

"Bang," "Bang," sounds rose and fell!

The black chains within the spiritual domain also shattered, and the ancient old man of the Nanli Clan, another white-haired Golden Immortal of the Candle Dragon Dao, and the chains around Nan Kemeng shattered inch by inch, restoring their freedom.

The three were overjoyed and immediately flew away without stopping.

The blue staff shadow, after breaking through the spiritual domain, seemed to have consumed a large amount of power, shrinking by nearly half, but it still struck towards Feng Tiandu with overwhelming force, seeming to vow to erase him from this world.