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Chapter 151 The Crisis of the Spirit Sea is Finally Resolved, Embarking on a New Journey

Dai Yao stared at the enormous dark vortex, which resembled a greedy beast, frantically devouring the spiritual energy of her spiritual sea. The entire spiritual sea trembled violently, the turbulence traveling through the ground beneath her feet to her soles, causing her to sway. She seemed to hear the spiritual sea emitting a faint, whimpering sound, as if it were crying silently.

"This thing... has such a good appetite!" she couldn't help but complain, but her heart felt heavy. She could feel the pain in her spiritual sea, as if an invisible hand was pulling at her spiritual power, making her body sway precariously, as if she would be sucked in at any moment.

Xiao Ling's voice trembled slightly: "Yao Yao, what should we do!" Zi You frowned, her face even paler than usual. She kept calculating, her lips moving rapidly, but she still couldn't find a solution.

This vortex, like an unsolvable puzzle, stood before everyone. The mysterious figure, A Yuan, watched Dai Yao sway precariously, his eyes filled with anxiety. Without hesitation, he rushed towards the vortex, only to be violently thrown back by a powerful force, crashing heavily to the ground with a dull thud.

"A-Yuan!" Dai Yao exclaimed, rushing over to help him up. A-Yuan coughed a few times, his face pale: "The power of this vortex is too strong, I can't get in at all!" Despair spread through everyone's hearts.

Dai Yao gritted her teeth, clenched her fists in resentment, and shouted in her heart that she couldn't give up.

Suddenly, Dai Yao felt a warmth in her palm. Looking down, she saw the ring she always wore. In that instant, a flash of inspiration struck her. The ring, which was usually unremarkable, seemed to resonate with the depths of her soul. Her eyes instantly sharpened, like a hawk spotting its prey in the darkness.

"I understand! I know what to do!" Dai Yao shouted, her voice booming like a bell, echoing above the spiritual sea. The spiritual power in her body began to surge wildly. She could clearly feel the spiritual power rushing through her meridians, merging with the golden light emanating from the ring to form a dazzling spiritual power storm. She seemed to have transformed into the master of the spiritual sea.

Dai Yao activated her special ability—the ability to sense the direction of Qi flow—once again. Her eyes were closed, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she were listening intently. After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, pointed to the center of the vortex, and said firmly, "There! The center of the vortex is its weakest point!"

Following the direction Dai Yao pointed, everyone saw that the luck at the center of the vortex was indeed pitifully weak, like a thin layer of window paper, as if it would break at the slightest touch.

"Yaoyao, you mean..." A Yuan seemed to understand her meaning, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

“That’s right!” Dai Yao’s lips curled into a confident smile. “We must concentrate all our forces and attack the center of the vortex!” This was undoubtedly a risky plan; a slight misstep could lead to being swallowed by the vortex. But at this moment, they had no other choice.

"Let's do it!" Xiaoling was the first to agree, clenching her little fists, her eyes filled with fighting spirit. Ziyou hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded. She knew this was their only hope.

Dai Yao explained her plan to everyone in detail, and then fused the power of the ring with her own spiritual power and the power of the magical artifact to form a powerful energy vortex.

"Are you ready?" Dai Yao looked at everyone, her eyes resolute.

"Alright!" everyone answered in unison.

Dai Yao took a deep breath, focused all her power into one point, and unleashed her strongest attack towards the center of the vortex!

With a deafening roar, the entire Spirit Sea trembled, and the powerful sound waves assaulted everyone's eardrums, causing them sharp pain. A dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire Spirit Sea, and a powerful shockwave slammed into everyone with tremendous force. They felt as if they had been violently pushed back several steps.

The enormous vortex began to shake violently, emitting a chilling hiss, like a wounded beast making its final struggle...

"Is it done?" Xiaoling asked nervously, her eyes fixed on the center of the vortex.

However, before anyone could react, the center of the vortex suddenly... fell silent.

"What's going on?" Dai Yao's heart sank, and an ominous premonition arose within her...

Suddenly, a gigantic, pitch-black hand slowly emerged from the center of the vortex…

As the dazzling light faded, what appeared at the center of the vortex was not the expected tranquility, but a gigantic, pitch-black hand, exuding a suffocating pressure, slowly extending out.

"Holy crap! What the hell?!" Xiao Ling exclaimed, almost falling off the flying sword.

This black hand seemed to come from the depths of hell, swirling with dense dark spiritual energy and emanating a chilling aura. As soon as it appeared, it viciously grabbed at Dai Yao and the others.

"Yao Yao, watch out!" A Yuan pulled Dai Yao behind him, simultaneously summoning a gleaming golden shield. The black hand struck the shield with a deafening "Boom!" The shield trembled violently, and A Yuan was thrown back several steps, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of his mouth. He could feel the impact travel through the shield to his arm, sending a tingling numbness through him.

"Wow, this thing is so powerful?!" Xiao Ling's eyes widened, and she quickly summoned her magic weapon, which transformed into a dazzling starlight and rushed towards the black hand. Zi You was not to be outdone, waving her staff, and streaks of purple light shot towards the black hand like a sky full of purple lightning, trying to block its attack.

Dai Yao took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in her heart, and raised her left hand again, the golden light on the ring shining even brighter.

"Fight!"

She combined the power of the ring, her own spiritual power, and the power of the magical artifact once again, forming an even more powerful energy vortex that crashed fiercely towards the black hand!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Above the spiritual sea, explosions rang out continuously, and the entire space shook violently. Each explosion forced everyone to squint, the intense light stinging their eyes like needles. The deafening noises made their ears ring, as if countless bees were buzzing in their heads.

Dai Yao and the others engaged in a thrilling battle with the Black Hand. The Black Hand was like a demon from the deepest hell, each swing bringing with it a black storm. From within the storm, the cries of countless wronged souls faintly reached their ears, the sounds piercing their nerves like ice spikes.

Dai Yao's ring shone brightly, and the energy vortex formed by the fusion of her spiritual power and the power of the magical artifact was like a ray of hope, colliding with the dark power of the Black Hand.

The surrounding space seemed unable to withstand such a powerful force, and cracks began to appear, as if the entire world was about to be torn apart.

The magical artifact Xiao Ling unleashed transformed into a dazzling starlight, while the purple light emitted from Zi You's staff resembled a sky full of purple lightning, intertwining with the Black Hand's attack to create a magnificent yet terrifying scene. Each collision was accompanied by a deafening roar, and in the flashes of light, time seemed to stand still.

Finally, under Dai Yao's final all-out attack, the demonic artifact unleashed all its hidden power! This power descended upon the world like a majestic divine might, its light so blinding that everyone could barely open their eyes. The immense energy, like a surging river, converged into a gigantic dragon of light, crashing into the black hand with unparalleled might.

A bloodcurdling scream rang out as the black hand shattered instantly, dissipating into specks of black light in the air. Even as it vanished, the black light seemed to tremble in the air, as if stunned by Dai Yao's power. Dai Yao, however, stood like a war goddess above the spiritual sea, her hair fluttering in the wind, a few strands brushing against her cheeks, causing a slight tickle. Her eyes were filled with unwavering determination and pride.

The vortex collapsed, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea stopped leaking out and began to slowly return to normal. The surrounding cultivators cheered as they felt the spiritual sea recover.

"We're saved!" "Linghai has recovered!" "Dai Yao, you're amazing!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Dai Yao became the true savior of the Spirit Sea. A proud smile radiated from her face, but a barely perceptible worry flickered in her eyes. She knew this was only a temporary victory; a greater crisis might be yet to come. She patted Xiao Ling's shoulder and whispered, "We cannot let our guard down. This is just the beginning."

Just as everyone was celebrating, A Yuan's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Dai Yao's wrist and said in a deep voice, "Yao Yao, be careful..."

The crowd cheered and jumped for joy, as if they had survived a disaster, and wished they could lift Dai Yao up and run her around the arena.

Xiao Ling jumped up and down excitedly, grabbed Dai Yao's arm, and shouted excitedly, "Yao Yao! You're my idol! You're so awesome!"

Before Dai Yao could respond to Xiao Ling's enthusiasm, she felt a strange power envelop her. This power did not originate from her spiritual sea, but rather...

in vivo?

Alarm bells rang in her mind, and before she could even speak, everything went black, and she lost consciousness.

When Dai Yao woke up again, she found herself lying on a cold stone bed. The chill seeped through her clothes and made her shiver. The air around her was filled with the pungent smell of blood and a nauseating stench of decay, the odors so strong they made her want to vomit.

She sat up abruptly, only to find that her hand...

wrong!

That's not her hand at all!

These hands had distinct knuckles, pale skin, and long, sharp nails that gleamed with an eerie dark purple light.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!" Dai Yao couldn't help but swear.

She looked down and saw that her clothes had changed; they were no longer the flowing robes of the immortal sect, but a dark, tight-fitting outfit of a demonic cultivator.

She tried to mobilize her spiritual energy, but found that what surged in her dantian was not the familiar spiritual energy, but a violent and destructive force...

Demonic energy?

Just then, a cold voice came from the darkness: "Awake?"