The Beard Of The Ancient Dragon.

As Muchen's divine powers reached their zenith, the air around Li Tianyi began to distort and ripple. The very fabric of reality seemed to bend and warp, as if the Omni Divine's wrath was about to tear the universe asunder.

Li Tianyi's eyes went wide with terror as he realized the true extent of Muchen's power. He had never seen anything like it before, and he knew that he was no match for the Omni Divine's fury.

Aria, sensing the build-up of energy, took a step back, her eyes fixed on Muchen with a mixture of awe and concern. She knew that her husband's powers were vast and unpredictable, and she feared for the consequences of his wrath.

But Muchen was beyond reason or restraint. His grief and anger had consumed him, and he was driven solely by a desire for vengeance. He raised his hand, and a bolt of divine energy shot forth, striking Li Tianyi with incredible force.

The impact was immense, sending Li Tianyi flying across the room. He crashed into the wall, his body shattered and broken. Muchen's divine energy continued to ravage his body, tearing him apart at the molecular level.

As the energy dissipated, Li Tianyi's lifeless body slumped to the ground, his eyes frozen in a permanent stare of terror. Muchen's wrath had been satiated, but at what cost?

Aria approached her husband cautiously, her eyes filled with concern. "Muchen, my love," she whispered, her voice soft and gentle. "You must calm down. Your wrath will consume you if you let it."

Muchen's chest heaved with exertion, his eyes still blazing with fury. But as he looked at Aria, he saw the concern and love in her eyes, and his anger began to dissipate. He took a deep breath, and his divine powers slowly receded.

As the energy dissipated, Muchen's gaze fell upon Little Mu Chen's lifeless body, still clutched in his arms. His eyes welled up with tears, and he felt a wave of grief wash over him.

Aria wrapped her arms around him, holding him close as he wept for his son. "We will find a way to bring him back," she whispered, her voice filled with determination. "We will not rest until he is returned to us."

Muchen's tears slowly dried, replaced by a steely determination. He looked at Aria, his eyes burning with a fierce resolve. "We will find a way," he vowed. "No matter the cost, we will bring our son back.

Muchen's eyes lit up with a newfound sense of hope. "Ah haaa, I know where we should go to break the poisonous arrow spell in Little Mu Chen," he exclaimed.

Aria's eyes narrowed with curiosity. "Where?" she asked.

Muchen's face broke into a determined smile. "We need to seek out the great sorcerer, Lao Shi," he said. "He lives in the mystical mountains of Wudang, where the ancient Taoist monks once practiced their mystical arts."

Aria's eyes widened in awe. "I've heard of Lao Shi," she said. "He's said to possess powers beyond the understanding of mortal men."

Muchen nodded. "I've known Lao Shi for many years," he said. "He's an old friend and mentor. If anyone can help us break the spell, it's him."

Together, Muchen and Aria flew to the mystical mountains of Wudang, seeking out Lao Shi's humble abode. As they arrived, Lao Shi greeted them warmly.

"Welcome to my humble abode, my old friend," Lao Shi said, his eyes twinkling with warmth. "What brings you here today?"

Muchen and Aria explained the situation, telling Lao Shi about the poisonous arrow spell and Little Mu Chen's fate. Lao Shi listened intently, his face growing more serious with each passing moment.

"The equipment for breaking the spell is far away from the clan," Lao Shi said, his voice grave. "But I know of one thing that can solve all your problems. The beard of the ancient dragon, Longwang, who guards the Red Sea."

Muchen's eyes narrowed with determination. "We'll go to the Red Sea," he said. "Whatever it takes to resurrect Little Mu Chen, I'll do it."

Aria nodded in agreement, her face set with determination.

Together, they flew to the Red Sea, braving treacherous storms and fending off fearsome sea creatures. As they reached the Red Sea, the waters began to churn and foam, and a massive ancient dragon emerged from the depths.

"What do you want?" Longwang thundered, his voice shaking the very foundations of the sea.

Muchen stood tall, his eyes locked on the dragon's. "Your Highness, we came here for your beard," he said.

Longwang laughed, his voice echoing across the waters. "Is everything normal? How can you stand tall before me, asking for my beard?"

Muchen bowed respectfully. "Sorry, Your Highness, but we have to do this."

Without warning, Muchen launched a fierce attack on Longwang, striking him with all his might. But the dragon was no ordinary creature. His soul contained the ancient powers of the Eight Trigrams, the Bagua, and the Five Elements.

Longwang's body glowed with a fierce, golden light, as he summoned the ancient powers to defend himself. Muchen's attacks were met with a fierce resistance, and the battle raged on, with neither side giving an inch.

Muchen's attacks were relentless, but Longwang's defenses were formidable. The ancient dragon's powers were unlike anything Muchen had ever seen before. His scales shimmered with a golden light, and his claws seemed to rip through the air with an otherworldly force.

Aria watched in awe as the battle raged on. She had never seen Muchen fight with such ferocity before, and she knew that he was driven by his love for Little Mu Chen.

But despite Muchen's valiant efforts, Longwang seemed to be gaining the upper hand. The ancient dragon's powers were too great, and Muchen was beginning to tire.

Just when it seemed like all was lost, Muchen remembered the words of Lao Shi. "The key to defeating Longwang lies not in brute force, but in understanding the ancient powers that he possesses."

Muchen's eyes narrowed as he focused his mind. He reached deep within himself, calling upon the ancient knowledge that he had acquired during his years of training.

And then, in a flash of insight, Muchen understood. He saw the intricate web of energies that flowed through Longwang's body, and he knew exactly how to counter them.

With a newfound sense of confidence, Muchen launched a fresh attack. His movements were swift and precise, each strike aimed at a specific point in Longwang's energy matrix.

The ancient dragon roared in surprise as Muchen's attacks began to land. His defenses were breached, and he stumbled backward, his powers faltering.

Muchen pressed his advantage, striking again and again. And finally, with a last, mighty blow, he defeated Longwang, claiming the ancient dragon's beard as his own.

As the dragon's body dissipated into nothingness, Muchen stood victorious, the beard clutched in his hand. He knew that he had taken a crucial step towards saving Little Mu Chen, and he felt a sense of hope that he had not felt in days.

But as he turned to Aria, he saw that she was looking at him with a mixture of awe and concern. "Muchen, your powers are growing stronger by the day," she said. "But at what cost?"