The Dragon Saint paused, a hint of terror appearing in his eyes as he looked at Eight-Headed: "You, you can recover to the Divine Infant Realm!?"

The Pope and others shuddered upon hearing this, their brows tightly furrowed, and their eyes revealing incredulity.

"Dragon Saint, do you really think I've just been running a Soul Devouring Group all these years? If it wasn't for waiting for this boy to appear, if it wasn't for waiting for the True Dragon Martial Spirit to descend, this world would have long been under my command!"

Eight-Headed glanced at Jiang Chen, laughing loudly: "Haha! Jiang Chen, your growth could never have happened without my nurturing, letting you reinvent yourself again and again, leading you to the brink of danger time after time, do you know why? It's because the Dragon Descendant must undergo tribulations to grow. Dragon Saint and the others did it this way, and so did I."

Speaking, Eight-Headed greedily stared at Jiang Chen, continuing: "Now, the time has come for the harvest! Jiang Chen, are you ready to repay my nurturing?"

Jiang Chen's face turned pale, his brows furrowed tightly.

In his mind, he recalled all kinds of battles he had experienced before, and suddenly realized that many of his previous battles were so timely, always challenging at the edge of his limits.

Could it be…

"Eight-Headed, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Jiang Chen spoke harshly, his heart just having a trace of fluctuation, but then very firm like iron.

No matter if what Eight-Headed said is true or not, Jiang Chen has never depended on others to grow; his growth is something he carved out step by step.

This is his Dao!

No matter what Eight-Headed says, he cannot break through Jiang Chen's Dao Heart!

Swoosh!

A flash of blood light, the Blood Saber, lost during the thunder penalty attack, was recalled into Jiang Chen's hands.

Left hand holding the Saint Dragon Sword, right hand holding the Blood Saber, Jiang Chen looked at Eight-Headed with a cold expression: "I may not be able to withstand another thunder penalty, but even if I die, I will not fulfill your wish!"

Eight-Headed's face changed slightly, nodding: "Indeed, worthy of the Dragon Descendant, the steadfastness of his Dao Heart makes me look at him with admiration. However… haha."

At this, Eight-Headed suddenly laughed: "You will not die, you will live with me!"

Li Yuan's brows furrowed tightly, suddenly thinking of a possibility, exclaimed: "Not good! Eight-Headed is stalling for time, he's trying to recall his split soul! The Nether Kui Snake's special ability, split soul cultivation, when reunited it can fuse power, hurry up and kill him!"

The faces of the Pope and others changed, rushing towards Eight-Headed.

"Haha… too late!"

Eight-Headed laughed heartily, his whole body vibrating, a vast array of black mist emanated from within, emitting a powerful momentum straight towards the sky!

At the same time, different places around the world erupted with cries of shock and screams of agony.

"Ah!"

"What's happening!?"

"My power!"

"Impossible!"

"Who is it!?"

Along with these cries of shock and screams, members of the Soul Devouring Group hidden in various places around the world were horrified, their power vanishing instantly, as if drawn away.

And at the same time taken, were all their Soul Power.

Thump! Thump!

Bodies fell to the ground one by one, and within a short moment, tens of thousands fell all over the world!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Pillars of immense power flashed from all directions to the sky above the Divine Shrine of Beihai National, swiftly merging into Eight-Headed's small snake body.

These forces stirred Heaven and Earth Vital Energy, forming frigid black hurricanes around Eight-Headed, separating the Pope and others outside the hurricane.

The black hurricane exuded intense murderous aura, waves of mortal peril surged in the hearts of the Pope and several others!

"We can't let him succeed!"

The Pope shouted angrily, suddenly radiating brilliant sacred light all over: "Judgment of Light!"

Buzz buzz buzz!

The space trembled, a sacred white spear appeared above the Pope's head, riding with fierce momentum towards the black hurricane.

Boom!

The spear pierced the black hurricane, producing a thunderous boom, the white spear instantly shattered, dissolving into a sheet of white light dissipating in an instant.

"How is it possible!?"

The Pope exclaimed, eyes wide, completely unable to believe that his all-out strike could not break through the protective hurricane around Eight-Headed?!

"Let me!" Li Yuan shouted, his figure moving to rush forward.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

But someone was faster!

The five warlords, having previously attacked Dingyun Lake Manor and chased You Xuan, feeling deep shame, grasped the chance now to make amends!

"Return!" The Dragon Saint suddenly shouted.

Li Yuan paused, halted his figure, looking towards the Dragon Saint with confusion.

The five warlords did not stop, charging towards the black hurricane.

"Don't go, come back quickly!"

The Dragon Saint shouted again, his figure moving to intercept the five warlords, but they had already plunged into the black hurricane.

"Haha! Come to die, have you?" Eight-Headed's arrogant voice echoed from within the hurricane.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Bang bang!

"Hmm?!"

Waves of violent Qi Force emitted from the hurricane, dull collision sounds and muffled grunts echoed.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

Following closely, five blood-soaked bodies flew out from the hurricane.

The Dragon Saint and others' faces changed, hurriedly flying forward to catch the five warlords.

At this moment, the five warlords' faces were deathly pale, their entire bodies drenched in blood, crisscrossed with bloody cuts, almost no unscathed flesh left!

"First swallow this!" Jiang Chen took out a flat medicine bottle from his pocket, handing it to the warlord.

The warlord looked apologetically at Jiang Chen, saying remorsefully: "Sorry, we…"

"Don't say anything, you too were deceived, swallow this Bone Soul Revival Liquid first!" Jiang Chen raised his hand to stop the warlord.

The warlord nodded, receiving the medicine bottle and swallowing, then handing it to the second warlord.

"What is going on!?"

The Pope exclaimed in surprise after carefully examining the five warlords' injuries, eyes full of confusion.

"Eight-Headed has recovered to the Divine Infant Realm, the space of this world shattered, spatial turbulences surrounded him, these black hurricanes are Spatial Hurricanes, the bastard wants us to attack him, so he can easily use the space shatter to kill us!" The Dragon Saint looked at the black hurricane, speaking in a deep voice.

"Haha! Dragon Saint, worthy of that envoy, indeed smart!"

Arrogant voice came from the black hurricane, gradually the black hurricane transformed into a formless hurricane, revealing the inside before everyone's eyes.

Within the hurricane, numerous spatial rifts appeared, and Eight-Headed floated in the midst of the rifts, now restored to a massive figure over three zhang long.

However, this time Eight-Headed was no longer Eight-Tailed but had just one head and one tail!

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