The ancient return was exposed by his sister's live stream.

The speedboat driver didn't look too good.

Chen Hao jumped onto the reef.

Chen Siyao and Yang Wanqing followed them ashore. Yang Wanqing looked up at the light screen and reached out to touch it.

"Don't touch it." Chen Siyao pulled her back.

"Oh." Yang Wanqing withdrew her hand.

Chen Hao raised his right hand, palm facing the light screen.

There were no special effects. No bursts of spiritual energy. No flashes of light.

He simply raised his hand.

Then, the light screen shattered.

Starting from the point corresponding to his palm, the runes went out one after another like dominoes.

The cracks spread along the surface of the light curtain at an extremely fast speed, covering the entire light curtain within three seconds.

The next instant, the golden light curtain vanished silently into the air like a shattered mirror.

The full extent of the tenth island was revealed to everyone.

The live broadcast camera from Huaxing on the shore suddenly slammed in the moment the light screen disappeared.

Old Zhao's hands were really shaking this time.

In the scene, the central area of ​​the tenth island was in complete disarray. The array markings on the ground showed large areas of cracking, and rubble was scattered all over the place.

Several ancient trees that originally grew on the island were uprooted and lay scattered on the ground.

And right in the center of these ruins...

Xiang Liu.

Nine heads.

Each head was as big as a bus. Nine thick necks extended from a hill-like body, swaying slowly in the air. Its scales were dark red, covered with a viscous sheen.

Its body is over 300 meters tall.

The warships outside the island looked like plastic toys in a bathtub in front of it.

The live stream fell silent again.

But this time, after only a few seconds of silence, the live chat exploded.

"My God, what is that thing?"

"A monster movie??? I'm watching a monster movie???"

"Three or four hundred meters high?? Is that real???"

"Bigger than the monsters in Ultraman!"

"Where are Fairy Xiaoyu and the others??? Have you seen them???"

On the island.

The moment the formation dissipated, Qin Xiaoyu felt a chill run through her body.

She, Ye Chendong, Ying Wenjie, and Wu Tian crouched behind a protruding stone platform at the core of the formation.

Xiangliu's attention was fixed on the array's light barrier. It rammed its head against it countless times, each impact causing the entire island to tremble. But the array did indeed withstand the attack.

Until the formation suddenly disappeared.

Ying Wenjie was the first to react.

"Damn it! How could this formation be so fragile! It's only been a short time—"

Qin Xiaoyu interrupted him: "That's not right."

She frowned, her mind racing. She had activated the formation herself, and she knew its strength better than anyone. Xiang Liu could only try to break through with brute force; he couldn't do it even if he tried ten thousand times.

"Xiang Liu doesn't understand formations. It can't break them."

Ye Chendong squatted down beside her, his face grim: "Who broke it?"

The four people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Get ready to fight." Ye Chendong stood up. "Drag it out for as long as possible. Master should have received the message by now."

Wu Tian didn't speak. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing the dense spiritual patterns on his arms, and clenched his fists.

Qin Xiaoyu took out a jade token from her waist, Ying Wenjie took out his talisman, and Ye Chendong drew out a short sword—an antique he had found in the Penglai Ruins, not of high grade, but sufficient for his needs.

The four of them got into position.

They had no confidence whatsoever. How long could the four of them combined withstand an ancient, ferocious beast over three or four hundred meters tall? A minute? Two minutes?

Then they heard a voice.

"Junior Sister Xiaoyu—!"

The sound came from the edge of the island.

It was far away, but on this eerily quiet island, every word was crystal clear.

Yang Wanqing's voice.

Qin Xiaoyu suddenly turned her head.

On the western reef of the island, three figures were walking towards them. The one in front walked at a leisurely pace, with his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his steps so even that it didn't seem like he was in a hurry.

The one in the middle was slender and followed half a step to the right of the person in front.

The one at the very back—is running and waving.

Qin Xiaoyu's nose tingled with emotion.

"It's Master!" Ying Wenjie exclaimed.

The four people went to meet them.

"Master! Nun! Eldest Sister!"

Qin Xiaoyu walked up to Chen Hao and realized that her hands were trembling. She clenched her sleeve to keep herself from losing her composure.

"Master, did you break the formation?"

Chen Hao nodded.

Qin Xiaoyu felt much relieved. No wonder it happened so quickly.

Yang Wanqing jogged over and hugged Qin Xiaoyu tightly when she arrived.

"Junior Sister Xiaoyu! Are you alright? You scared me to death! I couldn't get through on the phone! I thought—"

"I'm fine." Qin Xiaoyu patted her back.

Ying Wenjie leaned closer and looked Yang Wanqing up and down: "Senior Sister, did you arrive on a giant bird?"

"Three bluebirds! Little bluebird, not big bird!" Yang Wanqing corrected him.

"Alright, alright, Three Bluebird. Aren't you afraid of heights?"

"...I overcame it."

Your face has turned pale.

Yang Wanqing ignored him.

Ye Chendong walked up to Chen Hao and bowed slightly.

"Master, you've arrived just in time."

Chen Hao glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Wu Tian stood at the very back and also bowed. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.

The brief reunion was interrupted by a roar.

The roar came crashing down from the sky.

The nine heads opened their mouths simultaneously, emitting not a single roar, but a reverberation of nine different frequencies of hissing. The rubble on the ground bounced up, and a stone slab beneath Qin Xiaoyu's feet cracked in two.

Xiang Liu lowered his head.

To be precise, nine heads bowed simultaneously, and eighteen enormous eyes stared at the ant-sized people at their feet.

His dark red pupils gleamed with a murky red light.

It was a primal, unintelligible ferocity. Pure killing intent.

Yang Wanqing's legs went weak again. She took half a step back behind Qin Xiaoyu.

The talisman in Ying Wenjie's hand began to get hot.

Ye Chendong gripped the short sword tightly.

Chen Hao stood at the very front of everyone.

He raised his head and calmly looked at the behemoth that was over three hundred meters tall.

Then he spoke, his voice not loud, but everyone present could hear him clearly:

"Look carefully. What is the transformation from body refinement to charm?"

step.

He took a step.

This step was like stepping on thin air.

No, it wasn't air. Qin Xiaoyu saw it clearly—extremely subtle ripples of spiritual energy spread out from beneath his feet, but they were almost invisible. He was stepping on the void, walking upwards step by step.

Ten meters. Fifty meters. One hundred meters.

He walked to Xiang Liu's waist and stopped.

Standing with hands behind his back.

From below, he looked like a speck of dust hovering in front of the giant beast.

Nine heads stared at him in unison. The closest head was less than twenty meters away, and when it opened its mouth, a stench mixed with heat rushed towards him.

Chen Hao did not move.

He said a few words.

"The Dharma of Heaven and Earth".

The sound wasn't loud.

But Heaven and Earth heard it.

The change began in his feet. A surge of immense power erupted from within him. It wasn't spiritual energy; it was pure physical strength. It was the power stored within his bones and blood for countless years, released all at once in this instant.

His body began to grow larger.

It only took him one breath to go from 1.8 meters to 3 meters.

From three meters to thirty meters, two breaths.

Thirty meters to one hundred meters.

One hundred meters to three hundred meters.

Four hundred meters.

500 meters.

Chen Hao's figure stopped at a height of nearly 500 meters.