A powerful light suddenly shot from a distance, fiercely striking the Demon Lord Li Yan! It forcefully knocked away his blood-devouring whip. Dao Tianqi, jolted back to awareness, quickly retreated, his face deathly pale. A large portion of his spiritual energy had been devoured, and the dense blood holes on his neck were horrifying to behold...
He didn't dare to look back, quickly consuming a pill!
The sudden commotion also made the demons and cultivators look up. Upon noticing the clear, cold white figure, they immediately became excited...
"Immortal Venerable! It's Immortal Venerable!"
"Louyun Immortal Venerable has arrived... We are saved!"
"Excellent! That's a cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage!"
"Louyun Immortal Venerable! It's really him!"
"Sob sob... He came a little late, but just in time!"
The cultivators became excited, shouting and rekindling their fighting spirit! They counterattacked frantically!
Dao Tianqi turned his head, a flicker of joy in his eyes, which then turned into deep concern.
Others might not be able to tell, but as a fellow Nascent Soul stage cultivator, he could see that Louyun's current state was far from good! His cultivation was even showing signs of decline...
Li Yan looked up, his previously cold and dim gaze suddenly sharpening. Killing intent erupted instantly. His little fairy! She died because of this man! His seductive voice, laced with a touch of madness, escaped his lips, filled with raging jealousy and resentment!
"Ha! Louyun, you're finally showing yourself? What! Not going to be a coward anymore? Haha!"
The man in white was as aloof and cold as ever. He furrowed his brow slightly, seeming utterly perplexed.
"You're doing all this to make this Venerable appear?"
Even someone as powerful as him couldn't understand why Li Yan was suddenly targeting him so fiercely. Of the three individuals who defeated him in that battle decades ago, why was he so fixated on him?
At this moment, the cultivators froze, and the demons awaited their Demon Lord's command!
Everything seemed to halt...
However, upon hearing this, Demon Lord Li Yan became even more enraged, a terrifying killing intent washing over them! He glared at Louyun, his jealousy and hatred so palpable that everyone was bewildered. He shouted sharply.
"Don't you remember? My woman! Su Xianzhi! It was because of your disdain that she was killed by Jin Baoer! She loved you so much, why are you still alive? She's dead, so you must go down to accompany her! To repay everything you owe her!"
This time, it wasn't just Louyun who was stunned; all the cultivators below were dumbfounded!
The dignified Demon Lord, leading the demons in a suicidal assault on the cultivation world, was merely to force Louyun Immortal Venerable out? The massacre of so many cultivators was to make Louyun accompany his disciple to the afterlife?
And... Su Xianzhi loved Louyun? That wasn't a forbidden master-disciple romance! And... what did he mean by "my woman"? Su Xianzhi was colluding with the demon race!
In an instant, a melodramatic and twisted love story unfolded in everyone's minds!
Su Xianzhi was playing both sides? Seducing her own master and also luring the Demon Lord? Finally discovered by Jin Baoer and killed, but then discovered by Demon Lord Li Yan, who in turn killed Jin Baoer! Finally, Li Yan, driven mad by love, wanted Louyun Immortal Venerable to go down and accompany Su Xianzhi?
"So... you wantonly slaughtered the disciples of my cultivation world, all for a woman who is already dead and shamelessly seduced her master?"
His furious words were laced with a hint of incredulous mockery. The arrogant woman in a fiery red dress threw her head back and roared! Her voice echoed all around!
At this moment, a single thought flashed through everyone's minds... What an absurd reason! He did all this because of a woman?
Instantly, the man dressed in blood-red turned his head at the sound, his murderous gaze fixed on the woman who had spoken. The rage and madness in his eyes were chilling!
"You... shut up!"
With a roar, Demon Lord Li Yan raised his hand and clenched the air. The Nascent Soul stage pressure rapidly spread, forcing all the cultivators back...
"Ugh..."
Yun Molinglong was instantly choked by an invisible force, her neck tightening so fiercely that her face quickly turned pale, then purplish-blue, her eyes rolling white... Her Nascent Soul stage strength was insignificant under the Nascent Soul stage pressure; she didn't even have the strength to struggle!
After more than forty years of cultivation, she was going to die so abruptly, and at the hands of such a selfish and arrogant man! How could Yun Molinglong be reconciled! However, as darkness gradually replaced her vision and her consciousness began to fade...
If she were still here, would things have turned out this way?
At the last moment before her consciousness vanished, what she thought of wasn't the terrible outcome awaiting the cultivation world, but the woman she hadn't seen in ten years, who had yet to appear...
Liar! You promised to fight again in ten years! It seems... she wouldn't have the chance.
At this moment, those suppressed by the absolute Nascent Soul stage strength could only watch helplessly as the woman in fiery red perished. Their eyes split open with rage, filled with the despair of helplessness...
And the aloof Immortal Venerable simply stood on high, watching this scene with a cold gaze, a flicker of hesitation crossing his eyes, but his hands remained motionless!
Dao Tianqi, having barely recovered some strength, struggled to his feet, but it was too late. He could only muster all his might to disperse the Nascent Soul stage pressure and roar for everyone to save her!
However, it was already too late.
Yun Molinglong! It seemed her fate was sealed.
The moment his body was freed, Qiao Qianshan completely disregarded the difference in their strength and charged forward, pushing his early Nascent Soul stage cultivation to its limit! His reddened pupils were filled with heartache and fear...
His panicked voice echoed across the battlefield...
"No... Don't!!"
It was at this moment that something happened which even Demon Lord Li Yan couldn't have anticipated. The early Nascent Soul stage cultivator suddenly erupted with astonishing potential, charging forward and fiercely slamming into him, instantly snatching the red-clad woman from his grasp!
In the last moment before her consciousness faded, Yun Molinglong thought she saw water...
The usually mature and steady, proud and serious face was now covered in terrified tears! All composure was gone!
At this moment, no matter how many pills Qiao Qianshan stuffed into her mouth, his hands trembled, his voice filled with panic and pleading! The woman in his embrace gave no response, and the spiritual energy he infused into her body dispersed instantly...
"Linglong... Don't... Don't go!"
He tightly embraced the woman in his arms, his body trembling slightly. Disregarding the consequences, he forcefully transmitted spiritual energy, repeating the action, murmuring these words.
The aura of desperate pain permeated everyone's hearts... yet they could only watch this scene with complex expressions.
The scene was incredibly quiet...
Demon Lord Li Yan quickly recovered from the power of that moment. Seeing this, a strange smile curved his lips...
The next second, he raised his hand, and the entire demon army became excited. They! Would never care how desperate the cultivators were!