"Buzz~"

Tribulation Arrow: "How are you?"

Ashen Arrow: "I’m fine, congratulations on becoming a Saint."

Tribulation Arrow: "I just... want to help the master."

Ashen Arrow: "Hmm, let’s wait for him to return."

The Ashen Arrow lightly trembled, its flames quietly extinguished, leaving only the charred arrow body.

Tribulation Arrow’s ash fire also dispersed, the arrow body nearly transparent, colorless and shapeless.

In the absence of Du Yu, the two Holy Soldiers just like that beheaded the Demon Saint·Thundercloud Roc...

Clean and efficient, like flowing water!

Hmm... As matured Demon Soldiers, they indeed should understand their own combat~

Here, the Double Saints were shooting the Roc, while inside the Mountain and Sea Bell, Du Yu was not idle either.

Long before he brought the Cold Race man into the Mountain and Sea Bell, the Mountain Realm exploded!

To be exact, the Celestial Cyan Porcelain exploded.

The journey up to here had been quite aggrieving for the Supreme Lord.

Now returning to the Mountain Realm, the Celestial Cyan Porcelain naturally no longer needs to hide, not afraid of causing trouble for Du Yu.

Speaking of which, a certain Cold Beast was truly unlucky.

When Du Yu rode on Bai Yujing and descended into the Mountain Realm with the Cold Race man, he happened to see Jia Rong Grass tying up the Linglan Flower Bell.

"Hiss!"

A dragon’s roar exploded by the ear.

A rich Water Demon Breath surged crazily, and right by the 30-meter-sized Linglan Flower, a magnificent hundred-meter-long dragon boat appeared!

Linglan Flower Bell: ???

As a creature of the Celestial Treasure Race, and being a flower-shaped species, it doesn’t have facial features.

But all along, it had been using Demon Skills, striving to break free from the binds of Jia Rong Grass.

At this moment, the body of the Linglan Flower Bell abruptly froze, indicating it was thoroughly shocked under the Supreme’s pressure.

"Hiss!" The Celestial Cyan Porcelain opened the dragon’s mouth, fiercely biting down on the Linglan Flower.

Jia Rong Grass: "..."

The Deep Red Grass Leaf hastily withdrew, but how could it be a match for the Supreme?

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain, along with the grass leaf and flower petals, all tore apart.

Du Yu urged Deer to fly down, bow in hand with arrows ready, rushing towards the Cold Race man: "Jia Rong! This Cold Race man, capture him!"

"Yes!" Jia Rong Grass wildly expanded its leaves, quickly reaching downward.

Having captured Cold Race people before, it knew very well that this race had a robust physique and extraordinary combat skills.

Thus, Jia Rong Grass directly pieced together a bowl, covering the naturally falling Cold Race man.

"Hiss!" The dragon’s roar shook the soul, petals were torn apart, mixed with fine grass leaves, drifting down.

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain hadn’t utilized any Demon Skills.

Just like that, she forcefully shredded the Linglan Flower!

If it were another demon beast being chewed, the scene would seem bloody, but the issue was, this was a beautiful, pristine white flower...

"Hiss!" Dragon Teeth clamped down firmly, the sound echoing in the Mountain Realm, chilling all beings to the core.

Before the Supreme Cyan Porcelain, the Demon Emperor didn’t even have the right to resist, almost instantaneously defeated.

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain didn’t hesitate, releasing an Azure Wave with immense force.

"Nai~" Bai Yujing was startled, hurriedly dodging.

"Oh?" Du Yu was also surprised internally, "Be gentle, leave it alive!"

"I already took it easy." The Celestial Cyan Porcelain wasn’t over her anger, her annoyed voice flooding into Du Yu’s mind.

Frightened, Du Yu shrank his neck.

The Cyan Porcelain... so fierce?

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain did have her senses, knowing to capture alive.

Thus, she downgraded the quality of Demon Skill, delivering a Sixth Grade·Eternal Diamond level Azure Wave.

But even so, the Azure Wave remained vast in scale, flowing with astonishing speed!

The Cold Race man was instantly submerged in the torrent.

And Du Yu flying down, along with the encompassing Jia Rong Grass Leaf, both evaded away.

Supreme Power, not to be violated by ordinary people.

"Ooh!"

"Hiss..." The forest right below the Celestial Gate, the hunting area, among which various demon beasts, immediately roared in panic.

Yet the Supreme Cyan Porcelain did hold back.

Just before the rushing torrent was about to crash onto the ground, a giant Sea Turtle quietly appeared, using a Water Curtain to intercept the great force of the torrent.

Such massive commotion also caused a head to quietly emerge within the dark clouds.

Two giant bovine eyes curiously gazed at the flame-spouting Dragon Turtle below.

Click click~

Long time no see, turned quite fierce?

"Pff~" Amidst the rolling waves, shattered petals transformed into energy, piecing together a giant Cold Crystal.

The dignified Demon Emperor died quite unceremoniously.

It’s estimated the Linglan Flower Bell never realized what happened until its end.

In truth, the Celestial Cyan Porcelain was even more agitated...

She never imagined that her strength realm would become a burden instead.

The last time the Celestial Cyan Porcelain so eagerly desired to raise her realm was when wanting to contract with Du Yu.

And now, arriving at an otherworld Demon Taming Continent, facing the unfathomable Youhan Tree, the Celestial Cyan Porcelain’s desire for strength was even stronger.

"Moo!"

Above the dark clouds, the sound of a cow came faintly.

"Hmm?" The Celestial Cyan Porcelain’s expression turned unsightly, she looked upward.

"Moo!"

A Thunder Bull’s head, staring with large eyes, lowered to look at the Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Was the flower tasty?"

"Hiss!"

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain let out a dragon’s roar: "I have no time to deal with you."

"Moo?"

The Ancient Bull blinked: "Such temper, who beat you up?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: ???

"Hiss!"

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain’s eyes were angry: "Scram."

The Ancient Bull glared: "You dare insult again?"

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain opened her mouth to dismiss, but seeing the Ancient Bull’s expression...

The Bull’s anger half-real half-fake, especially in those eyes, faintly carrying a hint of anticipation.