Chapter 355: Before the Remnant Soul's Revival

The battle raged fiercely.

White Sandalwood, as the White Dragon Saintess, stood behind the formation, directing.

White Dew suddenly burst out from the encirclement of Heavenly Demons.

Her white dress was stained with black blood, her long hair disheveled, and a few drops of black blood splattered on her face.

Her blue dragon eyes remained icy cold.

In her hand, she carried a massive Heavenly Demon head. Charging all the way, she forcibly tore open a gap in the dense swarm of demons.

This was the effect after Jiang Huai gathered the Five Dragon Marks and channeled back power.

Yin-Yang Power surged within her.

Every sword swing carried a blade of light woven in black and white. Wherever the Heavenly Demons touched it, they collapsed, invincible.

From afar, Ao Yao saw this scene and felt a surge of envy.

She stood on tiptoe, her emerald eyes following White Dew’s figure.

Her small mouth slightly opened as she said to her own Honored Master Ao Shuang, who was healing the wounded: “Honored Master, if I had known this would happen, I would have asked you to stamp the Azure Dragon Seal on Jiang Huai’s thigh!”

“Look at Clan Leader White Dew, charging in and out three times!”

Ao Shuang was leading a group of petite, loli-sized Azure Dragons in restoring the injured. They crouched beside the wounded, their small hands pressing on the wounds as green spiritual power slowly seeped in.

A crowd of green-robed lolis huddled together, their azure dragon tails gently sweeping the ground.

Ao Shuang turned back indignantly, annoyed: “Are you trying to sell me off? Is the place you occupy the thigh?”

Ao Yao hung the short sword at her waist and said regretfully: “Yeah, the other spots are all taken.”

“Honored Master, don’t ever say how good that Wu Zhaohua is again. She’s the worst. She directly took the most important spot, and she’s not even from our Dragon Race!”

Ao Shuang shot her a look: “Don’t talk to me about these things!”

“Anyway, she’s better than Qin Qingyue.”

Ao Yao said no more, just watched White Dew’s back with envy.

What a pity.

Although she also had a body of Yin-Yang spiritual power channeled back by Jiang Huai, her own realm was insufficient, far from the Great Ascension Stage.

Otherwise, she could have gone up and helped White Dew fight.

White Dew landed, casually severed the Heavenly Demon’s head, and tossed it aside.

The head dissipated into black smoke.

She caught her breath, and the Yin-Yang spiritual power in her body gradually calmed. She murmured to herself: “Clan Leader Chihong hasn’t arrived yet?”

Even with the feedback from the Five Dragon Marks, only the two of them could hold the line in such a large-scale battle.

Qin Qingyue’s share was in the Immortal Realm, and Ao Yao and Cang Ling’s sisters hadn’t reached Great Ascension.

So every time they retreated, Chihong and White Dew took turns covering the rear.

White Dew was now struggling to hold on.

Her breathing was rapid, the hand gripping the sword trembled slightly, and her spiritual power was too depleted.

A streak of crimson light flashed quickly.

Flames soared, half the sky dyed red. A fiery red dragon coiled down, bringing boundless inferno.

Chihong emerged from the flames, her crimson long dress fluttering in the heat.

Her figure was voluptuous and graceful, the red dragon horns on her head radiating scorching light.

“Clan Leader White, are you alright?” She landed and took over White Dew’s position.

Crimson spiritual power, mixed with black and white Yin-Yang, swirled around her, forcing the surging Heavenly Demons back several zhang.

Behind her followed Chihuang.

Chihuang wore a simple red battle armor.

Her long hair was tied up, and there were several fresh, unhealed wounds on her face.

Her gaze was tougher than before.

She was no longer the spoiled Saintess she used to be.

Holding the crimson longsword, she stood beside Chihong, her eyes sweeping across the countless demon shadows without a trace of fear.

“You came just in time. I just killed a Heavenly Demon General.” White Dew waved her hand.

“This defensive line won’t hold either. Let’s retreat another line.”

Chihong sighed upon hearing this: “If we keep retreating like this, we’ll eventually fall back to the White Dragon Secret Realm. Why do these Heavenly Demons seem endless?”

A rare hint of worry flickered across White Dew’s cold, beautiful face, but then optimism surged again.

She patted Chihong’s shoulder: “No matter. Just hold out until Jiang Huai breaks through to Great Ascension.”

“If we hold this time, there might never be Extraterrestrial Demons again. Maybe we can even break the cycle of world destruction.”

Chihong smiled and nodded, then charged forward wrapped in flames.

She and White Dew stood left and right, simultaneously holding back the endless Extraterrestrial Demons while directing the others to retreat and prepare the next line of defense.

Chihong’s flames burned a path, and White Dew’s frost froze the demon shadows on both sides.

The two worked in perfect synergy, shielding the retreating Cultivators and Dragon Race in the middle.

Su Yingman led Tang Zhaoxue, Zhu Siyao, and others to assist the retreat.

Su Yingman wore a pink dress, a colorful light shining in her hand. She spoke unhurriedly to Tang Zhaoxue: “If only the Main Wife were here. If she were here, things might be much easier.”

Tang Zhaoxue said nothing, just swung her sword to cut down a pouncing Heavenly Demon.

Zhu Siyao followed behind them, drenched in sweat, a crimson flame flickering unsteadily in her palm.

Jiang Huai closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly.

Qi surged within him. His Small World expanded rapidly, and he successfully entered the Merging Stage.

He opened his eyes, a flash of black and white swirling in his pupils, then subsided into calm.

Jiang Huai took out Ji Xi’s crystal coffin.

The coffin was completely transparent, emitting a faint, cold light.

Ji Xi lay inside, her features like snow, her eyes closed peacefully, as if she were merely asleep.

Jiang Huai bit his fingertip, using his Essence Blood as a guide, and began to communicate.

In the Void World, Jiang Huai opened his eyes again.

All around was endless starlight, and beneath his feet was nothingness. He stepped forward and called out, “Senior.”

Ji Xi’s figure was towering, and she slowly turned around.

She wore a green robe, her long hair loose.

Her stature was very tall, her face handsome and heroic, her features like a painting.

At the moment, she raised an eyebrow at Jiang Huai, a smile at the corner of her lips.

“Not bad, not bad. You’ve reached the Merging Stage,” she said.

“Once you reach the Great Ascension Stage, the Five Provinces should roughly be stable, and then I can scatter with the wind with peace of mind.”

She shrugged, and a carefree expression appeared on her pretty face: “Actually, everything I could teach you, I’ve already taught. If you come to me again, I won’t have anything to say.”

Seeing another Yin-Yang Body destined to protect the Five Provinces about to descend, she was genuinely happy.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Huai, carrying comfort and relief.

Jiang Huai shook his head. He hadn’t come here to seek advice: “Senior, after my promotion to Merging Stage, the Small World inside me has undergone many changes.”

“In particular, my inner world seems to have bound itself to another world. I want to know—can I help Senior complete your remnant soul?”

Ji Xi was taken aback. She stroked her chin and said frankly: “I don’t know either if I can complete the remnant soul.”

“On one hand, your situation is almost unheard of. In my memory, no one has ever restored a world completely occupied by Extraterrestrial Demons.”

“On the other hand, the previous generation of the Yin-Yang Body almost never leaves a remnant soul. When the previous generation fell in battle, the next generation often hadn’t reached the Great Ascension Stage yet.”

She paused, her gaze turning distant: “So I can’t say for sure. Maybe it can, maybe it can’t.”

Jiang Huai thought for a moment, then extended his hand: “Regardless, we still have to try. How about Senior comes and resides in my body for a while?”

Ji Xi looked at his outstretched hand, silent for a moment, then the corners of her mouth curled upward.