Godly Dragon Guard

No matter what, we must prevent the collapse of this space, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!

Standing high in the sky, Sun Wukong seemed to have expected this scene. He stretched out his right palm with a calm expression, and a stubborn stone emitting intense fire appeared in his palm. It was the stone of fire.

"Boy Shen Lang, please put this fire stone away!"

Sun Wukong raised his hand slightly, and the fire stone emitting scorching light floated towards Shen Lang.

Shen Lang subconsciously took the Fire Stone and seemed to have a premonition in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Sun Wukong: "Senior Wukong..."

The next moment, the remnant soul of Sun Wukong standing in the sky suddenly released a dazzling golden light.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Wukong's remnant soul turned into a golden sun and rushed into the bottom of the abyss at the end of the Demon Burial Sea.

"Use the remaining soul as a guide to build the Panlong Gate!!!"

An earth-shaking roar came from the bottom of the abyss, resounding throughout the world.

Sun Wukong tried to use the power of his last remaining soul to seal the bottom of the abyss of the Demon Burial Sea and strengthen the seal arranged by Asura.

With thunderous roars shaking all directions, endless golden light spurted out from the bottom of the abyss. The twisted and turbulent space at the bottom of the abyss, which originally showed signs of severe collapse, suddenly stabilized!

"Buzz buzz!"

At the cost of his last bit of soul power, Sun Wukong placed a "Pan Dragon Gate" in front of the golden wall that was about to crack and break at the bottom of the Demon Burial Sea Abyss, preventing the wall from further cracking and damage!

Although this Panlong Gate is just a golden immortal formation, the strength of this formation is determined by the monk's own ability. The defensive capabilities of the Panlong Gate built by Sun Wukong after exhausting his soul power are already infinitely close to those of the Chaos Immortal Formation.

The space that was originally distorted and cracked gradually stabilized.

Not only that, even the space power on the Demon Burial Sea has stabilized, and the space storm has gradually subsided.

When the golden light at the bottom of the abyss disappeared, Sun Wukong's breath disappeared without a trace.

This time, it was a true collapse and death...

"Senior Wukong...thank you!"

Shen Lang fell to his knees, his eyes filled with tears.

In order to seal the bottom of the abyss of the Demonic Sea, Sun Wukong had already paid the price of his remaining soul and his life.

Shen Lang felt extremely sad and silently bowed several times towards the entrance of the abyss where the golden light disappeared.

All the monks also bowed and saluted to express their respect and admiration for Sun Wukong.

Although the space at the end of the Demon Burial Sea has stabilized, Emperor Donghua still looks solemn.

No matter how powerful the Panlong Gate is, it is nothing more than a Golden Immortal Formation. It treats the symptoms but not the root cause and cannot sustain it for too long.

Asura's seal must be reinforced with a more powerful formation, otherwise Asura's seal will collapse as time goes by!

"It seems it's time for me to take the stage. I originally wanted to be happy for a few more days, but..."

The Patriarch of Styx scratched his head and said with a wry smile.

"father!"

Fei Ye had a premonition of what the Styx Cultist wanted to do, so she grabbed his arm tightly, and crystal tears welled up in her eyes.

The Patriarch of Styx said helplessly: "Silly girl, it's not like your father has never died before. Why are you crying like this?"

"You should have known a long time ago that my soul body can't last long. Even if I don't make a choice, I will still be destroyed."

Feiye burst into tears and sobbed: "But... the seal hasn't broken down so quickly. Dad, can you stay with your daughter again?"

The Patriarch of the Styx Sect sighed: "Even so, there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents. If there is another projection clone sent by the Demon Realm during this period, your father will wait until then to act, but it will be too late!"

"Besides, silly girl, you are so old, you can't hang around dad every day. Remember to find a good man in the future and let your man accompany you."

The Patriarch of Styx touched Feiye's little head and grinned.

Fei Ye couldn't help but burst into tears. She only had the Styx Cult Ancestor as her relative, and she really didn't want to let go. However, her father wanted to make his own choice, and she had no power to stop him.

The Patriarch of Styx slowly removed Fei Ye's hand. Seeing Fei Ye crying with pear blossoms in the rain, he couldn't bear to look any further. Instead, he turned his gaze to Shen Lang and shouted: "Shen Lang, before you leave, , I have one last instruction, please listen to me!"

Shen Lang naturally knew what the Patriarch Styx was going to do next, and he felt extremely heavy. He gritted his teeth and clasped his fists and said, "Senior Styx, please tell me. As long as this junior can do it, I will do my best!"

The Patriarch of Styx said seriously: "I don't care whether you see my daughter or not, and I don't care whether you like her or not. From now on, you must take good care of Ye Yatou for me no matter what."

"If my precious daughter is bullied or wronged in the future, I will not let you go even under the circumstances!"

Having said that, the Styx Cultist glared at Shen Lang unceremoniously, and in his words was still somewhat dissatisfied that Shen Lang refused to be his son-in-law.

"Okay, junior, I promise you."

Shen Lang responded solemnly.

For him, just taking care of Fei Ye was not an outrageous request.

In fact, there is no need for the Styx Sect Ancestor to say so. As far as his relationship with Fei Ye is concerned, if he really succeeds in his career in the future, he will definitely take a shine to Fei Ye.

"Humph, with your words, I can feel relieved."

With Shen Lang's promise, the Styx Sect Ancestor was quite satisfied.

Of course, if Shen Lang could take Fei Ye as his wife, he would definitely feel more at ease.

It's a pity that Shen Lang is stubborn and refuses to agree to anything. The Styx Sect Patriarch is too lazy to stick his hot face to Shen Lang's cold ass.

"Fellow Taoists, take care, I'm leaving!"

After the Styx Cultist said goodbye to the monks, he immediately turned into a ball of black light and flew towards the end of the Demon Burial Sea, and plunged into the bottom of the abyss like a black hole.

"Take care of yourself!"

Emperor Donghua sighed with emotion.

All the monks also clasped their fists and saluted the Styx Cult Ancestor, watching as the light ball transformed by the Styx Cult Ancestor rushed into the bottom of the abyss.

"father!"

Fei Ye knelt down in mid-air, watching the figure of the Styx Cult Ancestor disappear at the end of the Demon Burial Sea. Her heart ached, and her tears poured out uncontrollably like a flood.

The Styx Cult Ancestor left her, making Fei Ye feel as if she had suddenly lost an important part of her life, and felt extremely empty and lonely inside.

It was the first time that Shen Lang saw Fei Ye crying so sadly, so he tried to come forward to comfort her.

Feiye could no longer control her emotions, hugged Shen Lang tightly, and cried heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to vent all the pain and sadness in her heart.

Seeing Feiye hugging him tightly, Shen Lang was at a loss for a moment: "Goddess..."

"Shut up, I'm just borrowing your chest!"

Feiye cried and buried her head in Shen Lang's arms.

Shen Lang's ears were warm and his heart was beating. He really couldn't push Fei Ye away, so he could only gently pat her shoulder, silently comforting Fei Ye.