"Chen Hao!"

Upon hearing someone calling his name, Chen Hao looked up toward the sky.

It was Lin Huashan, astride a flying eagle, amidst the flurry of snowflakes high above. After traveling tirelessly day and night, she finally arrived at the Huiyin Mountains and saw Chen Hao.

"Huashan!" Chen Hao was surprised and delighted to see Lin Huashan. He had thought that she might have already been silenced by Zhao Chong. For a moment, his mind raced with too many questions he wanted to ask Lin Huashan.

At that moment, a sinister and terrifying smile suddenly surfaced on King Nanlin's face.

Seeing this, Chen Hao panicked, realizing that King Nanlin intended to harm Lin Huashan.

"Huashan, run!" Chen Hao called out to her urgently.

Lin Huashan was startled. Her eyes, which had been fixed solely on Chen Hao, only then noticed another person below. She couldn't see King Nanlin's face, only his white, disheveled hair, as white as the snowflakes.

By the time she snapped out of her daze, King Nanlin had already leaped toward her like the wind.

At that moment, a vortex appeared above her head, a Nether Acupoint summoned by Chen Hao.

He wanted to pull Lin Huashan into the Nether Acupoint.

However, he was still one step too late, or rather, it should be said that King Nanlin was faster.

Just as Lin Huashan was about to be completely drawn into the Nether Acupoint, King Nanlin's left hand grabbed her right ankle and forcefully dragged her out of the Nether Acupoint using the powerful ancient Spiritual Power within his body, along with the eagle Lin Huashan was riding.

"Ah!" Lin Huashan screamed in panic.

At that moment, Chen Hao leaped up in front of King Nanlin, and from a short distance, his left eye sprayed out Nether King's Fire at King Nanlin. At the same time, he summoned another Nether Acupoint on Huashan's weaker side.

King Nanlin forced out the Spiritual Power in his body, instantly transforming it into a ball of fire that blocked the incoming Nether King's Fire; then, before another blast of Nether King's Fire could hit him, he turned and with a fierce swing of his left hand, hurled Lin Huashan away toward the south.

"Ah!" Accompanied by Lin Huashan's scream, she quickly shrank to a dot in the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

King Nanlin swiftly followed behind Lin Huashan, evading the Nether King's Fire that Chen Hao had aimed at him.

Chen Hao immediately withdrew the two nearby Nether Acupoints and then leaped onto the eagle, pointing toward the south, and said, "Chase after her!"

The eagle cried out sharply, then spread its wings and, with Chen Hao on its back, pursued southward.

As Chen Hao and the eagle flew over one of the mountains below, Yi Ning, who was amidst a chaotic battle with the Zhao Family soldiers, recognized him at a glance and leaped into the air, following Chen Hao.

A while later.

When Chen Hao caught up with King Nanlin and Lin Huashan, she had already fallen into King Nanlin's clutches. King Nanlin spread his left hand's fingers and pressed them against Lin Huashan's head. Lin Huashan's face was contorted with pain, and as she struggled helplessly, she was struggling bitterly.

Chen Hao's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes drooped as he thought about what to do next. Unintentionally, amid the vague expanse of falling snowflakes below, he caught sight of a hazy plume of smoke rising.

Only then did he realize that right below was the hot spring pool he had visited earlier that day. He remembered that beneath that pool, there was a sealed gate.

King Nanlin's grating, fierce laughter rang out, followed by his question, "Chen Hao, do you want this girl to die?"

Chen Hao shook his head, his frown deepening even further.

"Then come over here," King Nanlin said with a sinister smile.

Chen Hao took a few steps forward.

"Come a bit closer!"

Chen Hao took another step, now almost less than twenty steps away from King Nanlin and Lin Huashan.

"If you want to save her, that's possible," King Nanlin continued, "but there's one condition, and that is to exchange your life for hers."

"Don't, Chen Hao!" Lin Huashan, whose head was being tightly held down by King Nanlin, said with a trembling voice.

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Chen Hao saw that blood was seeping from the corners of Lin Huashan's eyes.

"Let her go!" Chen Hao quickly said, "I am willing to trade my life for hers."

By this time, Chen Hao had made up his mind to have a fight to the death with King Nanlin.

His gaze became very determined.

"Good, so sentimental and righteous!" King Nanlin mocked with a laugh.

Suddenly, blood spurted from many places on his body, and then those streams of blood solidified into crimson roots that penetrated Chen Hao's body, with the largest root piercing into Chen Hao's left eye like a withered hand.

Although the pain was intense, Chen Hao only slightly furrowed his brow. His eyes fixed on King Nanlin, he said, "Let her go, a life for a life as we agreed!"

By now, Lin Huashan was beyond tears. She regretted that her timing couldn't have been worse.

"I, King Nanlin, never go back on my word!" King Nanlin said, as he casually threw Lin Huashan towards the depths of the mountains below.

Chen Hao mustered all his strength to raise his foot, and then he accurately stepped on the fei diao beneath him. With a howl, the fei diao flew out from under Chen Hao's foot, swiftly pursuing the direction in which Lin Huashan was falling.

"Even at this time, you still worry about others, quite impressive." King Nanlin said with a laugh.

"Ah!" Chen Hao finally couldn't hold back a cry of agony. The roots inside him rampaged, destroying his internal organs, blood vessels, and tissues; meanwhile, the seal of the Nether King's Heart in his left eye had been broken, and it was being slowly pulled out by the very first root.

With the power of the Nether King's Heart, his damaged organs and blood vessels began to heal, and the Nether King's Power emanating from the Nether King's Heart struggled against those roots.

"Let's see how long you can hold out!" King Nanlin said with bulging eyes, "Once the Nether King's Heart leaves your body, your physical form will be torn to shreds, and your Yin Soul will be scattered to oblivion!"

No sooner had King Nanlin finished speaking than he saw Chen Hao's left eye turn black.

Immediately after, three streams of black Nether King's Power surged from Chen Hao's left eye, attacking King Nanlin.

These three streams were Chen Hao's last hope, and his bet for a fight to the death.

However, what he hadn't expected was that when the blood bursting from King Nanlin's body collided with the Nether King's Power, those three streams were frozen in place.

Seeing this, Chen Hao's face turned ashen.

He was in despair.

The Nether King's Heart was about to leave his body.

Every second that followed could be the moment his life ended.

And at that moment, the image that flashed in his mind was from the recurring nightmare he had been having over the past few days, in which Ye Yuqiao was trapped in a blaze, crying out to him for help.

"Chen Hao, save me; Chen Hao, save me!"

"Yuqiao, I'm sorry!" Chen Hao said silently in his heart. Then everything before his eyes went dark.

He thought everything was over. However, he then saw a light.

"You still underestimate the Yang Energy Spells you've learned!" A voice of disappointment rang out.

Chen Hao was overjoyed, he recognized the voice.

It was the voice of the shadowy figure in his mind.

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