One by one, the venerables fell, and the sky was filled with blood mist under the stars.

Tian Xuzi, the elder of the Tianhe Sect, died, and Yin Taoer successfully used the secret technique inherited by the Tianhe Sect to escape.

Yue Bufan left.

Mu Qianqian laughed wildly in the blood mist, seemingly losing her mind.

The strange thing is that Wu Dahai did not attack Mu Qianqian.

Except for the demon clan of Lingxi Continent, almost all the rest died under this starry sky.

All the chains on Qilin's body have also melted away. After countless years, it is finally free of restraints.

Its snow-white shiny hair was also dyed red by the blood mist, making it look particularly terrifying.

After being untied, it showed no joy, but turned around and stepped into the eighth floor, looking up at the sky.

The chain was still hanging down, but this time, it was not tied to it.

It flew to the stream, rolled in the water, and then shook its wet hair dry.

After returning to its original clean and tidy appearance, it jumped up to the sky.

This time, it was not blocked on the eighth floor like before, and it successfully reached the ninth floor.

It saw the coffin, screamed sadly, ran towards the coffin, and circled around the coffin, not knowing what it was saying.

Then, it picked up the ancient xun on the coffin.

The ancient xun is played gently, and the tune is melodious and sad.

The entire Demon Locking Tower was shaking.

On the seventh floor, Wu Dahai and the powerful men from the demon tribe rushed outside the Demon Locking Tower.

When they exited the Demon Locking Tower, they stood above the left hand of the statue, looking at the demon statue.

The entire sky-holding demon statue began to collapse, dust and sand covered the sky and the sun, and roared.

After just a few breaths, the two statues of the Divine Demon Sect, one god and one demon, collapsed into a small mountain.

Where the demon statue originally stood, a small tower emitting colorful light appeared.

The small tower is rusty green, has nine floors in total, and is as tall as half a person.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the small tower rotated in place. A Qilin claw covered with silver-white scales held the small tower, and the Qilin's figure was revealed in the smoke.

Different from what was seen in the Demon Locking Tower, the Qilin at this moment is as big as a large hall, and the small tower in its hands is like an incense burner in the main hall.

"Welcome to the Qilin Demon Lord!" Lin Xiaoke looked respectful and bowed with other powerful men from the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Wu Dahai's figure was a little stooped, and the golden bracelet on his wrist flew towards Qilin. He smiled gently, with a lifeless energy all over his body, but at this time he was extremely calm, and there was also a touch of nostalgia:

"Leave the magic whip to Jiang'er."

"Xiao Hai, you and I will return to the Monster Clan together, and I will extend your life for you!" Qilin trembled, his tone extremely serious.

In the Demon Locking Tower for so many years, the only person it recognized as a partner was the young man back then, now this man with frost-white hair.

"Qitian, that's it." Wu Dahai breathed a sigh of relief and sat down with a smile on his face:

"During this period, I often dreamed that Lu'er was calling my name. I told her that I had taken good care of Jiang'er over the years...

she says..."

Wu Dahai leaned against a beam, breathless. He said she said, but he didn't say anything more.

He had been holding on to his breath, but now Jiang'er walked safely to the back road he had paved, and Qilin also left the Demon Locking Tower. His breath was gone.

Death is like a lamp going out.

In the inner hall of his residence where the memorial tablet was placed, all the candles were extinguished at this moment.

In the place where Wujiang's mother's memorial tablet was originally placed, there was a simple spiritual tablet with only three words on it [Wu Dahai].

This spiritual tablet was placed on the table when he handed the spiritual tablet of his beloved wife to Jiang Er.

Qilin walked towards Wu Dahai, who was sleeping peacefully, trembling step by step. Its paws gently scratched Wu Dahai and called softly:

"Little sea?"

No response.

Qilin picked up Wu Dahai's body. A halo of light from the Demon Locking Tower shone on the body and took it inside.

It knew that it had to wait, not only for the demon god to wake up.

And wait for Xiao Hai to wake up.

The chains in the Demon Locking Tower actually didn't trap it at all.
Chapter completed!