"Xiao Xiao!" Ling Xuan cried out in anguish.

Seeing Ling Muyun and Ling Xuan’s sorrowful cries, the crowd grew increasingly fearful, seeming to realize something.

"Clan Leader Ling, what’s going on?" Xiao Qingqing asked anxiously.

Miao Qingqing was extremely panicked, asking, "Isn’t Xiao Xiao using her life force? What’s happening?"

"Senior Ling, please tell us, what happened to Xiao Xiao?" Liu Qingyang also pressed urgently.

"Xiao Xiao, she..." Ling Muyun, Ling Xuan, and the Rakshasa tribe members all felt intense grief.

Long Tian Chou furrowed his brows deeply, saying, "Burning the true form of the Rakshasa tribe!"

"What?" The crowd’s expressions suddenly changed dramatically.

"Burning the true form of the Rakshasa tribe..." Dragon Mother and Xiao Qingqing were stunned.

With a sorrowful face, Soul Extinction sighed, "Miss Xiao Xiao has already made up her mind; she’s planning to sacrifice herself to save us."

"Xiao Xiao, stop! Please stop! You’ll lose your life!"

"Xiao Xiao, don’t!"

Liu Qingyang, Lan Yue, and others shouted in panic.

"Is Madam Feng using her life to save us?" Tens of thousands of powerful individuals were deeply moved, their bodies trembling.

At this moment, many people were moved to tears.

"Buzz buzz!"

At this moment, as the power unleashed by Ling Xiaoxiao became increasingly terrifying, the cracks on the surface of the formation had disappeared.

The dazzling purple light enveloping Ling Xiaoxiao gradually faded, and an unfamiliar being appeared in everyone’s sight.

The true form of the Rakshasa tribe!

The true form of the Rakshasa tribe; Ling Xiaoxiao’s delicate face was flawless, a pair of snow-white wings behind her, clad in an angelic battle armor, she resembled a true angel, her white hair fluttering in the wind, stunning the crowd.

This was Ling Xiaoxiao’s first embodiment of the Rakshasa tribe’s true form.

Unfortunately, the people of the Dragon God Palace had no mood to admire, only endless sorrow.

The surface of Ling Xiaoxiao’s body was burning with flames, the terrifying power source was not only from her blood but also from the power gained by burning her true form.

"The power from burning the physical body is indeed strong; your power has reached the realm of Transcendent Saint, but it’s still far from enough. Even though the power of the formation is strong, it’s far from enough." The Wood Soul Clan man said coldly.

The formation’s power had indeed surged, but it still couldn’t shake the terrifying energy palm, and was even being rapidly consumed.

"That’s the look of determination, such a strong woman, an exceptional woman sacrificing her life to protect the Dragon God Palace, such courage is truly admirable." Huo Lingtian said faintly.

"It’s a pity for such a beautiful woman!" Feng Ji Tian shook his head, wearing a cold smile.

Mu Xiu said disdainfully, "Lack of strength and seeking death, who can she blame?"

"Are the people from Xuan Ding Holy Sect still not acting? Are they just going to watch this woman get killed? Do they truly not intend to help the Dragon God Clan?" Jin Jing Tian asked in confusion.

"Buzz buzz!"

The formation grew larger and more terrifying, with dazzling golden light covering the earth, while Ling Xiaoxiao’s Rakshasa tribe true form started to become illusory.

"Even if I die, I will absolutely not let you destroy the Dragon God Palace!" Ling Xiaoxiao shouted, frantically burning her true form and pouring all her strength into the formation.

At that moment, the destructive energy palm was actually being suppressed back.

"Such a powerful force!" The Wood Soul Clan man’s brow furrowed slightly, making it difficult to believe.

"Farewell forever, Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao thought to herself, a tear sparkling with reluctant love for Feng Wuchen dripped down.

Slowly, Ling Xiaoxiao’s illusory figure finally transformed into power and entered the formation.

Ling Xiaoxiao sacrificed herself.

"Xiao Xiao!" Everyone cried out in deep sorrow.

"Xiao Xiao... she passed away! She’s gone!" Xiao Qingqing cried bitterly, full of grief.

"Xiao Xiao’s presence has vanished..." Feng Zhengxiong was in extreme panic.

"Brother Feng, come out quickly, Xiao Xiao is gone!" Miao Qingqing cried sadly.

Liu Qingyang held the grieving Miao Qingqing, tearfully dazed, "How could this happen... No, this isn’t real..."

"My granddaughter! It’s all because Grandpa couldn’t protect you!" Ling Muyun and Ling Xuan cried out in agony, hating themselves for not having the ability, unable even to protect their daughter and granddaughter.

"Miss Xiao Xiao’s soul has also disappeared..." Soul Extinction said dazedly, this was undoubtedly the fate of the soul scattering into nothingness.

The sound of weeping spread throughout the Dragon God Palace.

Sorrow and despair covered the Dragon God Palace.

"Buzz buzz!"

The instant Ling Xiaoxiao disappeared, the power of the formation surged several times over, frantically assaulting the energy palm, the scene increasingly heart-wrenching.

"How is it possible! How can the power suddenly increase several-fold? No, this is an attack-type formation!" The Wood Soul Clan man’s face suddenly changed.

"Boom..."

"Buzz buzz!"

With a golden formation spanning hundreds of thousands of feet, the power instantly surpassed the energy palm, causing it to explode violently, the explosion’s brilliance covering the earth.

Earth-shaking, deafening, the entire space of the Seven Divine Realms was filled with the sound of the explosion.

The scene of the explosion was exceedingly shocking.

Minutes later, as the ripples of destructive energy gradually dissipated, the space slowly regained its brightness.

Within the Dragon God Palace, a sea of sorrowful cries.

"Crack!"

A sound of shattering echoed, the mighty golden formation spanning hundreds of thousands of feet was already filled with cracks, as a piece shattered in an instant, the entire massive formation crumbled.

The terrifying energy palm was fended off, but it exhausted the strength of everyone in the Dragon God Palace, and also sacrificed Ling Xiaoxiao.

Above the void, the Wood Soul Clan man remained proudly standing, unharmed.

"I actually couldn’t tell that the formation possessed attack capability; fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I might have been injured." The Wood Soul Clan man said coldly.

Ling Xiaoxiao sacrificed herself, but only managed to fend off the energy palm, not harming the Wood Soul Clan man at all.

The ancient warriors’ powers were truly defying fate.

"Swish!"

At this moment, above the Dragon God Palace, a figure flashed and arrived.

The newcomer was Lin Xuan Tian.

"Am I too late? That aura disappeared just now." Lin Xuan Tian frowned, looking at the mourning Dragon God Clan members and the vanished aura, Lin Xuan Tian was already sure.

"If only I had been faster..." Lin Xuan Tian clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth.

The Wood Soul Clan man took a fleeting look at Lin Xuan Tian, coldly stating, "Whether you come or not, the result is the same."

"Is that so?" Lin Xuan Tian responded coldly.

"Lin Xuan Tian, I know you, and I must say, your strength is indeed very strong, but in the eyes of us ancient warriors, you’re also an ant." The Wood Soul Clan man said coldly, always maintaining a high and mighty attitude.

"Your strength, no matter how strong, is still suppressed by the Heaven and Earth Laws, and don’t forget, the people of the Seven Divine Realms can also reach the zenith of power." Lin Xuan Tian said coldly.

"At least you haven’t reached the pinnacle level of the Seven Divine Realms; killing you would be a mere flick of the wrist." The Wood Soul Clan man said dismissively.