"Huh, there's still a lone disciple? Old man Xuanyuan, it seems your Xuanyuan Sect isn't much either."
As the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect gathered together, the Demon Lord suddenly sensed something and looked towards the Xuanyuan Sect. His gaze then shifted to the old man Xuanyuan, and he chuckled.
His words held no hint of apprehension, clearly indicating that the Demon Lord had sensed someone approaching. However, to him, there was no sense of threat.
"Master, aren't all of our Xuanyuan Sect disciples out together?" Li Qingzhu suppressed his injuries and asked the old man Xuanyuan after glancing around.
Upon hearing this, the disciples also looked towards the old man Xuanyuan, a trace of confusion on their faces. However, their expressions were all grave; the current situation, they believed, could only be resolved if the other four sects were to arrive. Even if someone arrived alone now, it would be no different from delivering themselves to death.
"Indeed, all of our Xuanyuan Sect disciples are here. Could it be Qingmeng?" The old man Xuanyuan also shook his head, bewildered. After a glance around, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he spoke.
However, as soon as the words left his mouth, the old man Xuanyuan shook his head again. Li Qingmeng couldn't even fly with a sword, how could she possibly travel from the Xuanyuan Sect, a thousand li away?
Li Qingzhu and the Xuanyuan Sect disciples were also taken aback. If it were Li Qingmeng, there might have been a sliver of possibility. But they all knew that Li Qingmeng wouldn't dare to face a mere first-tier Curly-haired White Lion head-on. Facing so many demons and monstrous beasts, she would likely be even less capable of unleashing any power.
*Whoosh!*
As everyone was speculating, a sword light was the first to catch their eyes. At that moment, Li Qingzhu suddenly saw a long sword cleaving through the air as the sword light flashed. Behind the sword, a man clutched the hilt, his eyes shut tight in fear.
*Yin!*
With a sword's cry, the long sword plunged into the ground. The man then slumped to the ground, his pale face as if he had just endured immense terror.
This person was Li Qingmeng!
"Alas, it really is Li Qingmeng. Even at this point, why is he still coming?"
"Although I, Li Qingyao, usually look down on this junior brother, for him to still rush over at this time, I admit he's earned my respect. If by chance we survive today, I'm willing to teach him cultivation!"
"Junior brother's heart has always been with our Xuanyuan Sect. Though his strength is lacking, he has at least tried. His appearance today is enough to prove himself."
"..."
With Li Qingmeng's arrival, the disciples of the Xuanyuan Sect began to sigh. Their gazes towards Li Qingmeng softened slightly.
"Cough, cough..." Li Qingmeng paid no heed to the discussions of the Xuanyuan Sect disciples. After taking a few deep breaths, he finally stood up. His gaze swept across them and he immediately saw Li Qingzhu, his body already stained with blood.
A flicker of annoyance crossed Li Qingmeng's eyes. After glancing at the demon and monstrous beast armies, he walked towards Li Qingzhu.
"Senior Sister, since I am a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect, I should be with everyone. Even if it means dying together! Senior Sister, do I seem like a man now?"
Li Qingmeng finished speaking, then raised his head, his eyes looking at Li Qingzhu with determination.
Li Qingzhu smiled upon hearing this, her smile tinged with a hint of sorrow. Arriving now, what difference was there between this and seeking death? However, when Li Qingzhu saw the resolute gaze in Li Qingmeng's eyes, her heart inexplicably fluttered. At this moment, Li Qingzhu suddenly felt that her previously timid junior brother had finally grown up. But alas, it was likely too late. Li Qingzhu gave a tragic smile and slowly nodded.
"Junior brother, well done!"
"Junior brother, we brothers will fight side by side! As long as we have a breath left, we will protect you. In the future, the continuation of the Xuanyuan Sect will be entrusted to you!"
"Junior brother, please forgive us for our previous mockery. From now on, you are truly our Xuanyuan Sect's junior brother!"
"..."
Li Qingmeng's words instantly ignited the fighting spirit of the Xuanyuan Sect disciples. If the timid and weak Li Qingmeng dared to rush here despite the danger, how could they, his senior brothers and sisters, cower any longer?
"So he's just a useless disciple. However, his ability to rally people is quite good. Even so, what waves can your Xuanyuan Sect still create? Such a useless disciple coming from the esteemed Xuanyuan Sect is truly laughable."
"Old man Xuanyuan, shall I help you clean up your house?"
Seeing this, the Demon Lord frowned slightly. Although the Xuanyuan Sect had few disciples and had suffered heavy losses, they had actually reignited their fighting will with just a few words from this arriving disciple. This was not good news for the demon and monstrous beast races, especially since the Xuanyuan Sect was a sword-wielding sect, and the path of the sword itself was superior to those of the same cultivation level.
As the Demon Lord's voice fell, his late-stage Heaven Realm cultivation aura erupted. He then clawed at the void, and a red light surged towards Li Qingmeng.
"Junior brother, be careful!" Li Qingzhu, being the closest to Li Qingmeng, immediately sensed the immense danger. She pushed Li Qingmeng away with a palm strike but was struck squarely in the back by the Demon Lord's red light.
"Senior Sister!"
"Qingzhu!"
The Xuanyuan Sect disciples cried out in unison upon seeing this. Even the old man Xuanyuan couldn't intervene in time to save her.
*Puff!*
Li Qingzhu collapsed to the ground with a thud, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Li Qingmeng, who had been pushed away by Li Qingzhu, rushed towards her, his eyes filled with intense fear.
*Puff!*
In Li Qingmeng's arms, Li Qingzhu coughed up another mouthful of blood. Her already pale complexion turned even more ashen. However, Li Qingzhu looked at Li Qingmeng with great relief, speaking intermittently, "Jun... Junior brother, I... I'm sorry. Sister... Sister, if only... if only I had been a little more patient with you..."
Seeing the blood constantly seeping from Li Qingzhu's lips, Li Qingmeng felt a fire of rage burning within him. He then closed his eyes, and his aura began to change rapidly. The emergence of this aura instantly halted the old man Xuanyuan and Li Qinglin, who were about to step forward to treat Li Qingzhu. Even the Demon Lord and the Monster King's expressions shifted slightly.
An instant later, Li Qingmeng's eyes snapped open. His loose robes fluttered without wind. His powerful aura instantly stirred up great storms.
"You demons and monsters, you are the first to make me feel this disgusted. You shouldn't have, you shouldn't have hurt my Senior Sister."
"However, if not for this, how would I have recovered my memories so quickly? Let everything end here."
As Li Qingmeng finished speaking, a stream of incredibly pure spiritual energy was injected into Li Qingzhu's body. In an instant, Li Qingzhu's complexion regained its rosy hue. Then, Li Qingmeng stood up, his long sword slowly rising in his hand. The terrifying sword intent actually caused the heavens and earth to change color. The pressure from the Demon Lord and the Monster King was instantly forced back into their bodies.
Seeing this, the Demon Lord, the Monster King, the Demon Venerable, and the demon generals' faces all changed drastically. The aura emanating from Li Qingmeng at this moment had already surpassed this realm.
"Damn it, retreat!" the Demon Lord cursed under his breath, a trace of fear flashing across his face as he hurriedly ordered a retreat.
Li Qingmeng smiled calmly, "Is it too late to retreat now?"
As Li Qingmeng's words fell, his long sword instantly ascended into the sky, and then he cleaved down towards the void. The terrifying sword intent instantly swept across the entire demon and monstrous beast army.
"One sword, the Heavenly Gate Opens!"