Yun Tian stumbled away.
The people on the few steps were staring blankly, utterly captivated, their eyes vacant, noses bleeding: "A demon, definitely a demon!"
Upon hearing "demon," Chao Xiyun could no longer maintain his composure and immediately unleashed his prepared magical artifact, the "Demon Refining Gourd!"
A gourd-shaped artifact hovered in mid-air. From its opening, a red mist erupted, surging towards Xiao Rou.
Xiao Rou cried out in alarm, enveloped by the red mist. The mist then contracted, drawing her entirely back into the Demon Refining Gourd.
Chao Xiyun retrieved the gourd, quickly sealed the lid, and a triumphant expression spread across his face as he looked at Xue Nu: "See, it's that simple."
Xue Nu asked with some concern, "Will it really only capture the wrong person? What if she isn't a demon?"
Chao Xiyun said with confidence, "No, my Demon Refining Gourd only captures demons."
"Then that's right, I'm telling you I'm not a demon. This gourd can now prove it, I'm not a demon." Suddenly a voice pierced through the air.
Following the voice, Xiao Rou's figure appeared before Chao Xiyun, just an arm's length away, close enough to hear each other's breath.
Chao Xiyun was startled, stumbled backward, and fell to the ground.
The others also retreated repeatedly.
What astonished everyone even more was that, without anyone knowing when, Chao Xiyun's Demon Refining Gourd was now in Xiao Rou's hand, and she was playing with it.
Suddenly, a sinister smile appeared on her face as she looked at Chao Xiyun: "How about I test you too, to see if you're a demon?"
She directly opened the lid, holding the gourd, and aimed its opening at Chao Xiyun.
A red mist surged forth, rushing towards Chao Xiyun and engulfing him.
The next moment, the red mist contracted, and Chao Xiyun's body twisted as he was drawn into the gourd.
Everyone was aghast, frozen in place.
"Did you see? He's the demon," Xiao Rou said with a giggle, sealing the lid.
The surrounding people actually believed her, because Chao Xiyun himself had said that the artifact only captured demons.
Only Xue Nu knew that her brother was not a demon.
When the artifact unleashed its power automatically, it only captured demons. However, if there was external interference, then it was another matter entirely.
It was likely that Chao Xiyun's eagerness to prove Xiao Rou was a demon, without reinforcing the gourd with his own power, had led to its failure.
Xue Nu was greatly alarmed: "Demoness, release my brother quickly!"
As she spoke, Xue Nu formed a hand seal, and a stream of cold air shot towards Xiao Rou.
The cold air, wrapped in a ball of white mist, roared and churned, its sound like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth, like a torrent sweeping forward.
Xiao Rou opened her mouth and spat out a green mist, like a demon clad in green, clawing and leaping towards the opponent.
"Boom!"
Upon contact, the cold air instantly collapsed, and the green mist continued to surge forward.
Seeing that she couldn't resist, Xue Nu immediately unfolded her figure and dodged rapidly. A mass of green mist instantly engulfed the spot where she had been and the surrounding area.
Many who couldn't dodge in time were brushed by the green mist.
When the green mist dissipated, several withered skeletons stood erect. A gust of wind blew them over, shattering into pieces on the ground.
Only Xue Nu, Tao Dayang, Jing Lei, and Yang Cuo had managed to dodge in time.
The few of them looked at the scattered bones on the ground, feeling a lingering fear.
Xue Nu, ignoring her fear, steadied herself and immediately formed another hand seal, lunging forward.
At the same time, a melodious flute sound arose, winding and ethereal, seeming both near and far.
A hurricane roared, its mountain-like momentum quietly pressing down.
Wisps of phantoms materialized out of thin air in the air.
The phantoms spun and revolved, forming shapes like windmills, and with the force of the wind, they rotated towards Xiao Rou.
Judging by their momentum, it was as if divine soldiers had descended from the heavens, covering the sky and earth as they struck towards Xiao Rou.
Jing Lei couldn't help but be secretly alarmed: "She actually possesses such power. It seems I underestimated her before."
Tao Dayang, however, had already seen that Xue Nu was no match for Xiao Rou.
By this time, he was already preparing to flee. If Xue Nu was defeated or killed, he would immediately push the other two forward to hold the line while he made his escape.
The dense windmill phantoms spun forward. Each windmill formed a circle, but hidden within those circles were countless sharp air blades.
Once an air blade touched a person, it would immediately slice them into pieces.
To everyone's surprise, Xiao Rou showed no panic, a brilliant smile blooming on her face.
"Ah!"
Xiao Rou let out a sharp, piercing roar towards the sky, the sound piercing and harsh, like the wailing of ghosts, completely mismatched with her delicate figure.
Her hair was disheveled, flying in the wind.
The sound seemed to transform into tangible waves in the air, creating towering waves that surged forward.
Xue Nu's graceful figure flickered in the air, drifting east and west with the melodious flute music.
Suddenly, the flute's melody changed. The windmill shadows exploded on their own, and from their centers, fine needle-like shadows flew out, dense and impenetrable.
The mountain-like sound waves swept forward, their advantage of height allowing them to instantly engulf those shadow blades.
The sound waves continued forward, rushing towards Xue Nu.
Given their boundless momentum, there was no way to dodge.
Xue Nu retreated rapidly, and the flute music became even more high-pitched.
The air rippled, and countless wind blades materialized, arranged neatly side-by-side, slashing fiercely at the giant waves.
The surging giant waves were momentarily halted, like water encountering an obstruction, suddenly flowing over the top, still roaring like thunder and surging like beasts.
Xue Nu was already affected, her internal energy and blood churning. The flute music failed to sound at that moment.
She could only watch helplessly as the raging waves and torrents swept towards her.
Jing Lei and Tao Dayang watched from afar, shaking their heads: "Alas, what a pity!"
At the same time, they were both preparing to flee.
Just then, a flash of movement occurred. Yang Cuo suddenly appeared beside Xue Nu. He quickly formed a hand seal, and a ripple emerged before him, a vertical ripple that stretched from heaven to earth and surged forward.
It looked quite formidable, yet it couldn't withstand the test.
The next moment, the ripple collided with the sound waves, shattering instantly upon contact.
The sonic boom suffered some damage, but it still came on fiercely.
However, Yang Cuo's intervention had bought Xue Nu time. She suddenly blew her flute.
The shadow wind blades once again cut forward.
Then came a deafening roar.
The shadow wind blades and the sonic boom finally reached their conclusion.
Both sides were shattered, turned to dust and smoke.
Lingering shadows drifted in the air for a long time, gradually fading.
Xue Nu and Yang Cuo's figures were caught within the fragments, tumbling noisily on the ground.
Xiao Rou, however, merely swayed slightly before regaining her balance.
Yang Cuo seemed more severely injured, lying on the ground like a puddle of mud, motionless.
Xue Nu felt as if her body was about to fall apart, yet it hadn't quite disintegrated, and pain coursed through her entire being.
She struggled to get up.
At this moment, she worried even more about her brother's life, her heart burning with anxiety.
For once inside the Demon Refining Gourd, his body was constantly subjected to corrosion and burning. Perhaps in the next moment, he would turn to ash.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel immense grief.
Hatred for Mo Qi surged within her, and tears streamed down her face: "You scoundrel! I told you no, we can't handle this, yet you insisted on sending us to our deaths! I hate you!"
Jing Lei and Tao Dayang were bewildered, but they could sense despair in her tone. They were definitely no match.
If that was the case, what were they waiting for? If not now, then when would they escape?
The two of them darted away into the distance.
"Trying to escape? Not so easy." Xiao Rou smiled slightly, formed a hand seal, "Flying Blade!" A sword light shot out, piercing through Jing Lei's body in the blink of an eye, and then piercing through Tao Dayang's body.
Both of them fell to the ground.
Xiao Rou retracted her flying blade and walked with a shallow smile towards the swaying Xue Nu: "You don't seem to be blaming me? Then who are you blaming?"
"Alas, it's all the same no matter who comes. You don't need to regret it."
"We're all going to die anyway. You should feel fortunate that he didn't come."
Suddenly, her tone changed, and her expression turned cold: "The most regrettable thing is that he didn't come."
"Because everything I've done, this entire plan, was to lure him here."