Although the words were spoken by a woman, they carried an air of utmost authority.
"Indeed, one who has become an Empress. Your husband was almost intimidated by your tone," Nangong Mo remarked, making a lighthearted jest at this moment.
Gu Qianying knew what he was thinking and what he wanted to say to her.
"Rest assured, the demonic energy within me is gone. He cannot control me."
Nangong Mo walked over and clasped Gu Qianying's hands, fingers intertwined. "My dear, you misunderstand me. Whatever you wish to do, your husband will support and protect you."
Hearing his words, Gu Qianying smiled.
She knew the man she loved would not disappoint.
"It's so good to have you."
This was what she said to him with a smile.
Looking at Gu Qianying, Nangong Mo also smiled. "The same goes for me, my dear. With you like this, what more could I ask for?"
"Alright, alright, you're making us sick. You two, we're still here!"
Du Chun and the others looked at Gu Qianying and Nangong Mo. These people laughed heartily.
Ouyang Qinglin did the same.
Likewise.
Above everyone else, Gu Qianying walked to Bai Yuetian and Ming Yuan.
"It is truly a rare occasion for both of you to be here today. Then neither of you shall escape." Her words carried a hint of flippancy, causing the two before her to feel a subtle unease.
The people of the Sacred Feather Tribe, reminded by Xiao Yihao and recalling the events from the beginning until now, realized that this woman who called herself Bai and her friends had indeed been helping them fend off enemies.
Controlling Bai Xianhua, and obstructing Bai Yuetian and Ming Yuan.
The people of the Sacred Feather Tribe and the Bai family were not foolish. The demonic army had already advanced. At this moment, they could no longer concern themselves with demonic or heretical paths. As long as their lives could be preserved, they would undoubtedly stand with the winning side.
Thus, other members of the Bai family stepped forward, lending their voices to Gu Qianying's cause.
"Young lady, since you are here to help our Sacred Feather Tribe, then we old bones will certainly assist you with all our might to eliminate these two demonic figures."
The twists and turns of events over a thousand years had led to the outcome of today. Every person who had experienced the past of the Sacred Feather Tribe bore some responsibility.
Since things had escalated to this point, it was better to let all matters be resolved in this great battle today, allowing all the past to dissipate like dust.
Behind Gu Qianying, white and black robes mingled. They knew Bai Yuetian's abilities were limited, and all eyes were focused on Fairy Ming Yuan.
After all, she was a celestial maiden, and dealing with her was not easy.
Gu Qianying whispered instructions into Nangong Mo's ear, "While her attention is not on the bell, use the Nine Bends Blood Flower Needles to seal all of Bai Xianhua's vital channels, lest he be controlled again and disrupt our formation."
The Nine Bends Blood Flower Needles used blood as a guide. The resulting blood threads would firmly lock a person's vital channels within their body. This would consume a hundred years of cultivation, but considering Bai Xianhua's state when he was possessed by demons, a hundred years of cultivation was insignificant.
Nangong Mo nodded. This task would be his.
While these actions were being carried out discreetly, Gu Qianying also issued her commands.
"Demonic army, heed my orders! Fight with your lives to capture these two! Form the array!"
As soon as her words were spoken, the surrounding demon lords drew their swords. Demonic formations were always fraught with peril. Bai Yuetian and Ming Yuan had been confined to the territory of the Sacred Feather Tribe for a thousand years. Although there were celestial beings, they truly did not know how to deal with such a spectacle.
Ming Yuan channeled her internal energy, shaking the bell in her hand violently.
At this moment, Bai Xianhua had already been rendered unconscious with his vital channels sealed. Although he would no longer cause disruption, the strange ringing of the bell still caused headaches for everyone present.
Gu Qianying channeled her internal energy, sending the Scarlet Blood Blade soaring into the air. With this, a powerful spiritual energy was infused into the blade, forming a barrier.
Seeing that Fairy Ming Yuan's bell chime no longer affected them, the demonic forces were the first to charge forward.
Nangong Mo intended to step forward, but Gu Qianying stopped him.
"Take care of our son."
Looking at Fairy Ming Yuan, who was already at a disadvantage, Nangong Mo nodded.
"Elders, Bai Yuetian is yours to handle. Fairy Ming Yuan, I will deal with her."
Gu Qianying glanced at the direction where the demonic army was charging. Bai Yuetian had already escaped amidst the chaos, but it was not a problem. The Sacred Feather Tribe's territory was vast. He had also been injured by the bell's ringing earlier. Such a person would not be able to escape far.
The other elders thanked Gu Qianying for entrusting them with dealing with this traitor. The four elders, along with the Bai family and the fighting guards, dispersed in all directions to pursue Bai Yuetian.
Now, there was only one enemy left here, and that was Fairy Ming Yuan.
Her most crucial weapon was the bell in her hand. The broken blades formed by Du Chun and others channeling their internal energy could not completely shatter this bell, indicating it was a sacred artifact nurtured by Fairy Ming Yuan's thousand years of cultivation.
Although she herself had fallen, the spiritual energy she cultivated was still celestial power. Therefore, the bell was naturally pure.
To destroy something pure, one naturally had to use something impure to deal with it.
Looking at her demonic realm army, Gu Qianying couldn't help but smile.
"Fairy Ming Yuan, by luring these demons here, you have truly lifted a rock only to drop it on your own feet." She floated into the air, her voice resounding through the heavens.
Ming Yuan was still wondering what this woman intended to do when Gu Qianying issued another command.
"All demonic armies, draw blood from your fingertips and form blood blades, striking at the bell in her hand."
The blood of these demonic realm generals was precisely the most wicked substance in the world.
Indeed, Ming Yuan's pupils widened. She had not expected this woman to conceive of a method to counter her sacred artifact. However, by the time she reacted, it was already too late.
The soldiers of the demonic army moved at her command. While Ming Yuan was concentrating, her bell and her entire body were already surrounded by demonic blood blades.
A surge of black energy rose, and in an instant, the bell in her hand vanished into smoke. Gu Qianying, taking advantage of the black energy, plunged the Scarlet Blood Blade into Ming Yuan's shoulder.
The swirling miasma turned into nothingness, and the sky finally cleared.
As the sky darkened, the guards of the Sacred Feather Tribe returned noisily. Under the elders' arrangements, the captured Bai Yuetian and Ming Yuan, who had lost her spiritual power and become a mortal, were confined together.
This great battle had resulted in countless casualties. It was unexpected that a cause from a thousand years ago would finally see its effect resolved on this day.
"Susu, Bai Xianhua has woken up." Du Chun had used his skills to help him unseal his vital channels. Nangong Mo and Gu Qianying stood together. Upon hearing this, Nangong Mo was the first to rush into the room.
Seeing that Gu Qianying did not intend to enter, Du Chun also came out of the room.
"Let their brothers have a good talk. Bai Xianhua has been restless since he woke up. Now that everything has settled, it is better for Nangong Mo to explain some things to him."
After all, they were outsiders. Now, only the internal affairs of the Sacred Feather Tribe and the Bai family remained. They did not need to interfere.
The Sacred Feather territory was incredibly beautiful at night. The stars in the sky illuminated the land with exceptional brilliance.
"No wonder everyone in the Sacred Feather family was unwilling to leave this sacred land. It is truly beautiful and exceptional." Gu Qianying held Xiao Yihao's hand, walking along the vast flower path. Du Chun and the others did not follow.
In this battle, everyone had fought with the resolve to die. Now that justice had returned to the land, their mother and son must be overjoyed and did not wish to be disturbed.