"I'm going out to break the seal now. You can deal with it yourselves!"

"You'd better wait until I get back and then decide who should go out!"

Having said that, Shendu turned and stepped out of the palace. Just as he was about to leave the main hall, his voice came again.

"There's one more thing: you guys decide who gets out of here first!"

"Have you considered that deciding who goes first is one problem, but whether they can even escape the seal of the Demon Hell is another?"

The words caused the seven demon lords in the bronze mirror to freeze in surprise.

It seems to make sense.

They argued for so long.

They forgot that there's only one possibility for them to get out.

That possibility is unlikely.

What were they fighting just now? Their divine power was being depleted and couldn't be replenished. In the hellish realm of demons, even the slightest bit of divine power was incredibly precious.

For a moment, the seven demon lords were heartbroken.

However, remembering what Shen Du had just said, they began to calmly discuss and decide who might go out first.

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At the same time, Shen Du arrived outside the Dragon Palace and looked at the faint golden light above, and the weakening righteous energy barrier.

He leaped into the air, a streak of fire flashed by, and a dragon roared out, as the hundred-foot-tall golden dragon of the sun reappeared in the world.

Shen Du looked up at the barrier of righteous energy sealing him, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Now that the dark energy is reviving, the righteous energy in the world is beginning to decline.

Meanwhile, the seal set up by Lü Dongbin and his eight companions began to weaken gradually.

Thinking of this, Shen Du raised and opened his dragon claw, chanting various magical incantations.

After a long pause, he froze.

He forgot that his companion black magic artifact had already been shattered in that war between immortals and demons.

The supreme magical artifacts of righteousness belonging to Lü Dongbin and his eight companions turned to ashes, while the supreme magical artifacts of black energy belonging to the eight great demon lords also turned to dust.

"pity!"

The gods, moved to this point, let out a long sigh.

Immediately, his fiery golden eyes blazed with golden light, and his entire body surged with arrogance.

The next moment, the god opened his mouth and spat out a golden pillar of fire, his eyes shooting out lasers that could cut through everything, blasting towards the barrier of righteous energy.

"Rumble—"

In an instant, the entire seabed began to shake, and the barrier of righteous energy began to crack under the supreme divine power.

"Roar!"

A roar echoed through the Dragon Palace, and his divine power was like a dazzling flame, illuminating the dark and desolate seabed for tens of thousands of miles around.

A divine dragon, clad in blazing golden flames, soars above the seabed, retracting its fiery pillars and lasers.

Immediately, he leaped towards the sky, his dragon claws forming fists, divine power surging forth, and he slammed his fists into the already shattered barrier.

"Boom——"

A tremendous sound echoed across the seabed, and the powerful sound waves stunned the fish swimming on the ocean floor.

"Click-clack—"

At this moment, the righteous energy barrier that had sealed the Lord of Fire for thousands of years shattered completely, and the fragments of the barrier turned into strands of golden light, dissipating into the world.

At this moment, Shen Du, having rediscovered the world, let out a long roar: "I am finally free!"

The sound echoed across the seabed, and the dragon's might it exuded caused creatures in distant lands, even those in the other half of the world's oceans, to tremble and bow in worship at the location of the god.

A noble dragon, a demon wizard, the ruler of the world, how could he be confined to a mere shallow 3,000-meter-deep seabed? It would be an insult to his divine status.

At this moment, the Eight Immortals are no longer in this world, so who can stop me from moving forward?

How could Lope, a mere human, possibly unleash the full power of the Eight Immortals, exhausting their divine essence and soul, to defeat himself?

Having done all this, the god once again transformed into human form and turned to walk into the depths of the Dragon Palace.

He wanted to see if his seven compatriots had made up their minds.

The black mist between heaven and earth also rose sharply at this moment.

The world, which was originally bathed in sunlight, was now swept by torrential rain and fierce winds, as if in response to the arrival of the apocalypse.

No one knows what this scene represents.

It was simply a natural celestial phenomenon, not an unusual occurrence caused by the birth of an evil dragon.

A mysterious space somewhere in the world, brimming with righteous energy.

In this space, there are eight human-shaped statues, each holding a magical artifact that seems capable of dispelling all darkness.

If Master Zhengqi were to see this scene, he would surely be deeply moved.

This is because these eight human-shaped statues are the Eight Immortals of ancient times who sealed away the eight great demon lords and broke the demons' dominance over the world.

Currently, dark energy is reviving, and evil dragons are emerging.

The Eight Immortals, with only a wisp of their souls remaining, naturally sensed that their seals had been broken and gradually awoke from their slumber.

The Eight Immortals had long anticipated that the Lord of Fire would break the seal and reappear in the world.

But unexpectedly, the seal was broken so quickly, in just a few thousand years.

He truly deserves to be ranked first in strength among the eight great demon lords.

They exhausted everything, and in the end, only a wisp of their soul remained here. They were punished for traversing through time and were condemned to live forever in this space.

Unless there is a major change in the world, righteousness may not notice them.

"Fellow Daoists, are we destined to remain in this space, silently watching as the Demon Lord returns to the world once more?!"

A statue sighs softly; it is none other than Lü Dongbin, one of the Eight Immortals.

Perhaps it was Lü Dongbin's words that broke the unwilling silence in the hearts of the other seven immortals.

But there was nothing they could do.

Even if they wanted to reappear to stop the Lord of Fire, with only a wisp of their remnant souls, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, utterly overestimating their own strength.

Ultimately, the Eight Immortals of antiquity could only choose to remain asleep within the statues.

The Eight Immortals could neither control nor control the news of the Fire Lord's birth, so they could only stay here in desolation, forever enduring the punishment of time.

They only hope that the righteous side can give birth to an existence even stronger than the eight of them, ending the Fire Lord's reign once again.

Chapter 82 Tearing Through Space, Ximu Escapes Prison

The underwater dragon palace.

Looking at the demonic hell reflected in the bronze mirror, Shen Du said, "It seems you've already decided who to choose!"

As far as the eye could see, the seven demon lords were not arguing; clearly, they had already decided on their choice while he was breaking the seal.

After saying that, Zhou Lan nodded and said in a deep voice, "That's right, Holy Lord!"

"Who is it?" Shen Du asked in confusion.

"it's me!"

A hoarse voice rang out, and Ximu flapped his wings, arriving before the communication magic.

"Oh, Ximu, it's you!"

"This is somewhat unexpected."

Shen Du's eyes widened in surprise. He had thought that the final result would be Basha and Zhou Lan.

Unexpectedly, it was Ximu, the Heavenly Monarch, with whom he had the best relationship during the Demon Era.

"Holy Lord!"

Just then, Zhou Lan spoke up, drawing the attention of the gods.

Zhou Lan continued, "If your plan succeeds, it will definitely save us!"

"Since you are the second demon wizard, Ximu should be able to help you!"

Shen Du was taken aback for a moment, then teased, "It seems you've thought this through, Zhou Lan!"

Zhou Lan nodded without saying a word.

Previously, Zhou Lan had more or less harbored some reservations about Shen Du's bold actions.

But now, unsurprisingly, after spending thousands of years in the Demon Hell, Zhou Lan has come to his senses.

I agree with the Holy Lord's idea, to bring about a great change in the entire world and completely reverse the balance of Yin and Yang.

"Alright, in that case, let's get started!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Shen Du no longer hesitated and spoke directly.

Nowadays, the black aura is thick, and the righteous energy between heaven and earth is naturally weakened.

Consequently, the sealing magic of the Demon Hell will also be weakened, the restrictions will be greatly reduced, and the chances of rescuing a Demon Lord will be greatly increased.

“But Bo Gang has a question: how do we break the seal on the Demon Hell?” Bo Gang asked, scratching his head.

Upon hearing this, the other demon lords also fell silent.

The last time they fell into the demon hell, they were caught in a time vortex and escaped using the Bagua formation.

However, at this moment, the Lord of Fire was not in the same space as them.

Unable to unleash the Eight Trigrams Formation, how can Ximu be sent out?

Sensing the confusion in the hearts of the seven demon lords, Shen Du said, "Just watch my actions!"

"Oh, Holy Lord, have you thought of any way?!"

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