“N..n..nah… Noooo.” The Old Master cried out in tears as he saw the Demon Lord compress the body of Ning Fang until it became a mashed round ball of flesh and blood and transformed into a crystal-clear white power element. At that moment, he wanted to charge at the Demon Lord without thinking of life. But because the Thousand-Hand Buddha posture had excessively consumed his life force. In fact, his whole body was shaking and exhausted, but he had to hide his actual conditions to buy time for… “Conjugating the 108 Mountains” to be completed.

    “Ugh…” Even though the Demon Lord knew that eating the Holy Element before refinement would produce bad consequences, decrease one’s power and skills, and largely waste the actual power of the Holy Element. But to fight the Old Master and his Twelve Warlords while having to carry Ning Fang’s body would be difficult, and it would be too disappointing to let the opportunity slip away. Now his eyes looked downward, determined to harvest the other remaining Holy Element which seemed more precious than the one being swallowed.

    “Are you done?!?” The shout was loud. The blood vessels swelled around the Old Master’s head. For the last thousand years since he had obtained the Master's level, he never got furious like this before. To witness the loss of hope for the future with his own eyes was too heartbreaking to bear.

    “Ten more breaths, Sir.” This time the head of the Warlords responded to the Old Master via the Qi energy.

    “Ning Er, run!” The Old Master uttered quickly as he saw his last hope about to become another moth to a flame. “Run awaaaay!!!”

    “Master, I can’t…” Her tears poured out like a stream. A thin sword was drawn and grabbed firmly in her hand. The angel-like shifter spread her wings soaring from the ground up into the sky. The soft white light now wrapped Ning Er’s body. The sharp edge of the sword pointing upward was frantically slitting the immensity of the sky. The sharp sword was being wielded with indescribable madness and sorrow.

    The Old Master’s despair eyes looked at Ning Er before he uttered with regret. “You achieved your swordplay that it became one with the Taoist way at this moment.” Despite the words of praise, his mind now condemned the trick of fate that harmed a genius like Ning Er. If she had been given a bit more time, the Old Master believed that she would unmatchably surpass him and she might be able to defeat the Demon Lord in the future. But now everything was about to perish. Now her skills are too far apart from the Demon Lord’s. Even if she had possessed excellent swordplay, her Qi energy was not yet developed—not even on par with that of the Twelve Warriors.

    Although his mind went overboard, his two hands were ceaselessly attacking. Every punch was filled with anger. The Demon Lord was injured but not severely. The problem was that he had just swallowed the Holy Element, and the deadly force inside was used to enclose and crush the engulfed Element. Consequently, the force could not be conveniently discharged like before. Luckily, his enemies were now much weaker. Although so many punches were thrown at him, they lost the destructive force and could not make him fall back even a bit. When the Demon Lord regained better consciousness, his two ears could clearly hear the Twelve Warriors’ chanting. His face was vacillated, unmindfully looking at the Old Master as if to eat him up. The memory of being detained in hell for several hundred years popped up in his mind. Surely, he won’t let the same old trick defeat him again.

    “Damn, you tricky bastards. Do you try to seal me off again? Dream on.” When his words ended, he no longer held back his force. He stopped swallowing Ning Fang’s Holy Element and turned to fire off the attack energy toward the Old Master. When hit, the latter’s rejuvenated body bounced off and flipped backward more than 10 wahs away.

    Time went by for only four breaths. The Great Sealing Magic Spell needed some more time to activate. The ten-breath period seemed so long at the time.

    The Old Master clenched his teeth using the Life Devastating Energy, burning the true Qi energy inside his body like a furnace. He now suppressed his internal injuries and raised one hand to prevent the Demon Lord from assaulting one of the Twelve Warriors closest to him. But his one-hand posture seemed futile. The Demon Lord did not even look at him; he simply flexed his Qi energy to form a hedgehog-like shield and struck the Old Master’s hand away. Despite getting additional wounds, the Demon Lord’s body dashed faster due to the Old Master’s attack energy. On the other hand, the Old Master got pushed out by the clash that he lost his balance. He tried to regain his body balance, but it seemed that his internal energy had almost worn off. He could not resist any more impact, and his body fell down from above. As he fell, his eyes caught the graceful posture of Ning Er soaring up past him.

    Ning Er’s sharp sword—like the fangs of a beast—now rushed toward the Demon Lord above. The latter’s Qi shield curtain that had just broken off could no longer remain intact. His flesh and blood blew up in lines, and traces of the sword weaved swiftly on his body. Pain permeated, but fortunately, his body had already been trained to the Gate of the Gods level. Thus, Ning Er’s sharp sword could only cut his external flesh without penetrating it. Not to mention the weak Qi energy of the young woman which could not harm the Demon Lord even the slightest. Eventually, the young lady’s attack that exceeded her limits could slightly slow down the speed of the Demon Lord.

    Even though the Demon Lord wanted to soar up to keep the distance, but because Ning Er’s body contained the Holy Element, the Demon Lord was hesitant for a moment before using the Spiritual Attack posture to stop Ning Er. The strong spiritual energy caused the woman to freeze in midair and her consciousness to fade away for a short while.

    …Only three breaths more and the Great Sealing Magic Spell would be completed.

    But it seemed that the time was no longer enough for the Warriors. The Demon Lord's fist struck one of the Old Master’s Warriors closest to him that the loud sound of the broken bones could be heard.

    However, with his brave and strong heart, that Warrior stood firm in place without running away. He used up all of his life energy to hold himself down, hoping to continue reciting the chanting and finish the ritual at that spot, even though the blood gushed out of his seven passages of the body that he was barely able to maintain consciousness. His whole body swayed, but his mouth still tried to mumble the chant consistently. Even though the chanting was a bit slow, the spell was not yet broken.

    Now the Demon Lord’s face was getting more distorted. He prepared to strike again with full force, aiming to crush this Warrior’s body into pieces on the spot. But at that same moment, the Demon Lord’s body froze and his chest suddenly bulged out. A warm white light emitted from his body—originating from the center of his chest.

    “Sister Ning Fang…” Ning Er’s mouth trembled and her consciousness was restored. She could feel Ning Fang's spiritual energy.

    While the body was devastated, the spirit was still there. Before being killed, Ning Fang compressed his own soul into the Holy Element, hoping to burst the Element together with the Demon Lord. But at first, the Demon Lord intended to devour the Element immediately. That’s why he used his own Abyss Qi energy to suppress the Element and slowly decompose the Holy Element, causing Ning Fang's remnant consciousness to be incapable of doing anything. But when the Demon Lord chose to loosen the constricted Holy Element, Ning Fang's consciousness slowly regained control over the Holy Element until her consciousness could completely do so.

    BOOM, BOOM, BOOM !!!

    It was the sound of Ning Fang’s heart bursting into dust along with the Holy Element inside the Demon Lord’s body, which immediately caused the Demon Lord to be seriously injured. However, the explosion still had a devastating effect on the nearby Warriors, who were about to lose consciousness, collapse, and die altogether.

    The exploded spirit of Ning Er's dearest sister sparked the thought in her mind ... “It is better to die together than to live in pain.” She gathered all the energy she had into the sword and soared up to thrust at the Demon Lord. The Old Master who had already stopped in place saw everything clearly, but he was unable to urge Ning Er to hold back. Therefore, he chose to join and support her instead. He soared up, closely tailed Ning Er, and relentlessly transmitted his Qi energy--thousands of years old—into the girl's body.

    The Demon Lord whose body fell from the air uncontrollably widened his big round eyes and prepared to use a secret posture to save his own life. Yet, he did not expect that the woman would know his fatal point. The sharp sword—compressed until it became as small as the tip of a needle--stabbed right into the Demon Lord’s right eye which was completely open.

    The sharp magic sword stabbed into the right eye socket of the Demon Lord just enough. But then, the sword suddenly got stuck as if stabbing into a bottomless mud pit. The destructive force was all gone. However, when the Old Master’s energy reached Ning Er, she was pushed by its overwhelming force, sending her body upwards to the Demon Lord again. The sluggish sword was now refilled with power. The sound of the Demon Lord’s shattering body armor resonated like that of crushed metal. But when the sword itself reached the Demon Lord’s real eye, it became twisted and bent sideways, unable to pierce and destroy his eye. It was as if the magic sword had turned into a thin, flaky iron. Yet, because of Ning Er's sharp force and the many-thousand-year-old Qi energy of the Old Master who put all he’s got into this attack, the flickering sword was not halted. It made a detour passing the Demon Lord’s eyeball before deeply digging into his eye socket and directly slamming into his inner head. Then, the Demon Lord's last bit of energy swept their bodies to separate ways. The round eyeball that popped out of the socket fell to the ground below.

    The Demon Lord shouted in anger. However, because his body was too injured to strike back and move around, together with the Great Sealing Magic Spell that was almost complete, his body was heavily compressed as if being weighed down by thousands of mountains.

    Ning Er's body was forced to attack beyond her strength and be a carrier for the immense attack energy of the Old Master. Consequently, despite the success of the attack, the young woman became unconscious and fell downward following the Demon Lord’s eye. Fortunately, the Old Master was still conscious, so he took her body into his arms and forced out the last bit of life energy to soar past the Demon Lord to the spot where one of the Warriors was previously killed. Then, he immediately started casting the remaining Great Sealing Magic Spell.

    The Demon Lord stared at the figure of the Old Master soaring above himself with a resentful eye, but he couldn’t do anything. Even though he had an immortal body, he couldn't keep fighting until the end. Despite having so much power, he couldn’t unleash it. His mind was filled with many issues now. In the end, the final outcome did not favor him, and once again he was defeated.

    The glittering golden light shone all over. Only God knows how long the night already passed before that light went off again. The darkness was replaced by the faint light of the morning. The Twelve Warriors' bodies still stood in midair. When the first sunlight shone upon the center of the sorceress formation, the body of the great Demon Lord was no longer there.

    When the sunlight reached the figure of the last Warrior, the bodies of the remaining eleven slowly perished, turning into dust and drifting in the wind that flowed along the long mountain ranges. Now only an old hunchbacked body still stood firm, with his two stiff arms securely carrying the body of an unconscious woman.

    The aged body trembled, about to lose all strength. Its long meditation was coming to an end. Immortal life didn’t mean indissolubility. With a trembling mouth, he looked happily at the face of the young girl in his embrace. He knew that he and all of his Warriors would become things of the past in a few moments. But the girl in his arms was their future.

    …The man’s thin dry mouth trembled a little before uttering the last words of his long lifetime.

    “There comes sunrise” …The body of the great invincible man gradually disintegrated, turning into ashes and drifting in the wind like the other fellow Warriors, letting the unconscious body of the girl fall to the ground below like an angel who had fallen from heaven to earth.

    …The war with the Demon Lord was over. Thousands of mountains and ten thousand rivers still existed. Some were dented but they were not completely destroyed. Although the big trees—the pillars—were toppled and weakened, the saplings remained and waited for the day to bloom again on this wonderful land.

    …End of the Prologue…