The job change is a bizarre and calamity; the nation begs me to tone it down.

Behind them, Jiang Shu's Apocalypse Shield never stopped, and he poured large amounts of magic potions down like water.

This is a battle of wills and inner strength.

At this point, Gu Xu, who should have been anxious, was not flustered at all.

He realized that although the red mist on Alaya's body was fierce, it could isolate the rules.

But this is definitely a consumable.

Under the constant watchful gaze and influence of the Eye of the Ancients and Twitch, the red mist is thinning at a visible rate in order to resist the external rules of calamity.

It was blood red at first, but now it has turned into a light pink.

"Hold on a little longer, until their skill effects wear off, then they won't be so arrogant anymore..."

Gu Xu quickly relayed this information to Zhou Yi and the others who were fighting hard at the front.

Hearing Gu Xu's words, Zhou Yi's spirits lifted.

He immediately changed tactics.

"Everyone, keep your distance! Don't engage them head-on! Focus on distraction! Their strength is like water without a source; they won't last long! Wear them down!"

The saints of Shenxia were all seasoned veterans who understood Zhou Yi's intentions immediately.

The formation instantly dispersed, shifting from a strong offensive to a more mobile approach.

Lu Xingchen's wind blades were specifically aimed at the demigod's lower body, while the other saints would fire and move on, not giving the opponent a chance to lock on.

Alaya and the others clearly also noticed the decline in their own condition.

Once the red mist dissipates, they will once again face the complete suppression of those terrifying monsters.

By then, let alone killing all these Shenxia people, it will be a question of whether they themselves can even survive and leave this dimensional rift.

Anxiety and unease began to spread in the heart of the Forbidden Water Clan demigod.

In an instant, their attacks became increasingly frantic, unleashing demigod rules as if they were free, but they could only miss their targets due to the agile movements of the Divine Xia group.

Time passed by, second by second.

Finally, the last layer of red mist clinging to the body of the Forbidden Water Clan demigod flickered a few times like a candle in the wind before completely dissipating into the air.

The instant the red mist vanished, Twitch's unpleasant cough rang out again, and the green halo of decay enveloped the four demigods once more, like a persistent, insidious infection.

The purple nebula gaze of the Eye of the Ancients pierced through their mental defenses, forcibly reducing their resistance to zero.

The bronze lamp in the hands of the tomb keeper, Old Black, emitted a faint, cold light, and the demigod's authority was once again forcibly suppressed.

"Our chance has come! Brothers, let's send them on their way!"

Zhou Yi shouted, and his magical power surged once more.

He shattered the ground and charged forward first.

Li Podi and Lu Xingchen followed closely behind.

The entire Divine Xia army once again bared its sharp fangs, and the scales of victory finally tilted irreversibly in Divine Xia's favor.

Alaya looked at the approaching Shensha people, feeling the power within him being depleted again and the wounds on his body reopening, his face extremely pale.

A flicker of helplessness crossed his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an extreme madness.

"Do you think you've won just like that?"

Alaya's voice was hoarse, like tearing rags, and his bloodshot eyes were fixed on the bright red sedan chair in the sky.

"Since you're determined to drive us to this dead end, let's see who dies here!"

Alaya's hoarse roar still echoed in the air, its words revealing a madness that was about to be unleashed.

As a high-ranking demigod of the Forbidden Water Clan, he had never fought such a frustrating battle in his life.

As the mighty ruler of the deep sea, he was being humiliated by a group of Shenxia people who had just been dead. This was already incredibly frustrating.

What's most infuriating is that young man sitting in the red sedan chair.

That kid clearly hadn't even touched the threshold of a Quasi-Saint, yet he managed to cripple those four demigods with just a few unreasonable monster underlings.

It's so frustrating, so incredibly frustrating!

Just when everyone thought he was going to use his last breath to rush down and fight hand-to-hand, an unexpected change occurred.

A blinding red light suddenly emanated from Alaya's body.

This red light wasn't the protective mist from before; it seeped directly from his internal organs and even from the cracks in his bones.

His skin, illuminated by the red light, appeared as if it were a translucent sheet of paper.

Even the surging energy patterns inside were clearly visible.

"What's going on?"

Li Podi had just raised his golden Miao sword, ready to deliver a finishing blow, when he abruptly stopped in his tracks.

Not only Alaya, but the three remaining demigods of the Forbidden Water Clan in mid-air also began to emit this extremely dazzling red light.

The four of them were like four human-shaped light bulbs, illuminating the dark dimensional rift with a blood-red glow.

Immediately afterwards, visible, tangible fluctuations began to radiate outwards from the four of them.

This fluctuation came in a very strange way. It didn't have that kind of oppressive feeling of destroying the world, but it carried a kind of viscous feeling that made people feel uneasy.

The surrounding air felt like a giant pot of boiling glue, making even breathing difficult.

Zhou Yi immediately sensed the danger.

He was all too familiar with this desperate situation.

"Get out of here! Scatter! These bastards are going to self-destruct!"

"Zhou Yi roared, and the veins on his forehead bulged out.

A demigod-level self-destruction is no joke.

There are now four demigods above them.

If they were to blow it up, not only this forward base, but probably half of the East China Sea province would be destroyed along with it.

Upon hearing Zhou Yi's order, the members of the Shenxia Legion did not hesitate at all and executed it with full force.

Lu Xingchen pressed his hands down sharply, and layers of thick, blue wind walls rose from the ground, like an inverted bowl protecting everyone in the middle.

Su Qiong pulled Jiang Shu and retreated quickly. As Jiang Shu ran, she gritted her teeth and put the Apocalypse Shield on everyone one layer after another, until her face turned pale from exhaustion.

"If they can't win, they resort to suicide. These seafood guys are so filthy!"

Li Podi retreated while cursing, but he gripped his Miao sword tightly, ready to withstand the shockwave at any moment.

Everyone was on high alert, ready to face the earth-shattering explosion.

Even Gu Xu, who was standing behind them, frowned.

Self-destruction?

This is indeed the most reasonable guess; if you can't beat someone, you drag them down with you—a common tactic for villains.

But Gu Xu looked at the four demigods in the sky that were constantly emitting red light.

Something just doesn't feel right.

If it were to self-destruct, the energy should be extremely compressed inward and then expand instantly.

However, the energy fluctuations emanating from these four individuals, though frightening to look at, were flowing outwards steadily, without even a hint of violence.

But the next moment, a scene unfolded that made everyone's hearts stop.