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There were demon masters and demons, soldiers and ordinary residents. Those who knew water magic began working on the wall, while those who did not know water magic channeled their power to those who did.

"This city belongs to your daddy!" Lu Jinyan shouted at the mountains.

"Don't just throw fireballs at your old man's house!" The crowd cheered on and their sound echoed into the distance.

Aji's gaze swept over everyone and landed on the back of the one in the center. She flew over and stopped behind Changyi, intending to transfer her power to him. But the moment her palm touched his back, Aji hesitated. Lin Haoqing's serious face flashed in her mind.

What would happen if the jiaoren found out that she was the one he had been looking for? She had no memories of anything between them. What if she was now completely different from her past self, how would she deal with him? And in this moment of hesitation, the earth trembled and quaked violently down below. Something bad was happening…

Then they heard another loud explosion. This time the lava no longer soared up and rained against them, but completely ate a hole through the mountain and flowed down the slopes.

It was heading straight for the city gate, and there were still a large number of people evacuating there. The lava looked red like boiling blood, and the people in the air were appalled. Changyi was the first one to react and immediately withdrew his magic.

Aji understood his intention and shouted, "Disperse your magic! Let the snow wall fall down and block the lava!" Her voice was tinged with demonic power and reached everyone's ears. The crowd withdrew their hands as they were told. The wall of snow fell from the sky like a giant curtain, cutting off the lava's path.

The steam rising up was so hot that everyone had to protect themselves with a magic shield. While they waited for the water vapor to dissipate so they could see again, Changyi already dived down.

"Block it from the ground." As soon as he moved, the people in the air followed.

Through layers of scorching vapor and steam, bright red lava appeared again before them. The flow was slow but persistent. Changyi stopped at the bottom of the mountain and bit his thumb, then he drew a blood formation, calling forth countless icicles from the ground.

They interlaced into an icy barrier to hold the lava back. Changyi then raised a thick ice wall, building it higher and higher, as if he wanted to completely block off the lava flow. Everyone followed his lead and began pouring mana into the ice wall.

But there was too much lava and it slowly piled up. When one layer of lava cooled and solidified, another layer would flow over on top. The endless effort soon exhausted everyone. It was not possible to stop it... Aji looked around in the air, and suddenly saw a large frozen lake north of the Demon Terrace.

She immediately thought of an idea. Fighting the power of nature with nature would be perfect. That lake would certainly be able to contain the lava. She flew down and landed next to Changyi.

"Quickly! Extend your ice wall toward the north of the Terrace. There is a lake there that can hold the lava! It would bypass the city!" Changyi stiffened and looked at her. Aji did not understand and did not care.

"Hurry up!" He did not move. The weight against the ice wall was now a weight inside his heart.

Aji shouted angrily into his ears, but he closed his eyes and his mind drifted into the bottom of the lake where Ji Yunhe rested in peace. The struggles, the fights... everything happening out here had nothing to do with her...

Changyi felt an incredible sadness and pain. He opened his eyes, his ice blue pupils now red and cloudy. With great effort and determination, his hand thrusted out and the ice wall began extending around the mountain in a huge arc, leading the lava toward the frozen lake.

"Let me go, Changyi." As if she were whispering into his ears, "Let me go." Yes, he had to let her go.

Could not hold on in life, and could not hold on in death...