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"Brother Zhao, I can guarantee that the Azure Sword Demon won't touch us for a minute. You quickly find the true form of the Sophora Tree Demon and slay it!" Ling Mo Xie said to Zhao Buhui rapidly as he approached him. He took out an orange Longsword from his backpack; the one he had used under the wall of the Azure Wind Tribe had already worn out and was broken.
"You can hold them off for a minute? I can't even do that!" Zhao Buhui exclaimed, looking at Ling Mo Xie in surprise.
"There’s no time to talk about this now." Looking at the rapidly approaching Azure Sword Demon, Ling Mo Xie said to Zhao Buhui, "Just trust me!"
"Okay! I trust you!" Zhao Buhui nodded after glancing at the approaching Azure Sword Demon. He then formed a hand seal and cast a spell to sense the location of the Sophora Tree Demon.
Gradually, the Sophora Tree Demon drew closer. Ling Mo Xie saw that it was not far away and pressed the button for Blade Storm with his mind. Since Zhao Buhui and Ling Mo Xie were in a party, he was not affected.
Countless Azure Sword Demons were swept up, creating a green tornado across the prairie. Azure Sword Demons were continuously torn into pieces and fell like shredded grass leaves. Ling Mo Xie's Experience Points kept increasing. "Ding! Congratulations! You've leveled up!" Before long, Ling Mo Xie reached level forty-three.
The forty-ninth second... the fifty-fifth second... Time passed second by second. Ling Mo Xie had already leveled up to forty-four, but he showed no signs of joy; instead, he anxiously looked towards Zhao Buhui. Perhaps because summoning the Azure Sword Demon had consumed considerable energy, the Sophora Tree Demon had not attempted to ambush them during this time. However, if Zhao Buhui couldn't find its location, Ling Mo Xie's skill would have been almost useless.
Finally, in the last two seconds, just as Blade Storm was about to stop, Zhao Buhui moved. He formed a hand seal and blasted towards a patch of grass ahead, unleashing a massive beam of light that immediately created a huge pit in the ground.
"Ah!" A scream echoed from underground as all the Azure Sword Demons vanished. Ling Mo Xie also came to a halt almost simultaneously, but he remained cautiously on guard because he did not hear any System prompts!
"Ha!" Zhao Buhui sighed in relief as he stood up and walked towards Ling Mo Xie, saying, "That should take care of the Sophora Tree Demon! I just managed to pinpoint its location and used my strongest attack."
"Swish, swish," countless tree roots danced wildly behind Zhao Buhui, their sharp tips lunging at him. "Watch out!" Ling Mo Xie shouted as he executed a Glimpse of the Stunning Swan towards the tree roots behind Zhao Buhui.
However, almost at the same moment that Ling Mo Xie shouted "Watch out," those roots suddenly accelerated toward Zhao Buhui's back while a slightly weak yet maniacal voice rang out: "Haha! Since that was your strongest attack, you must be out of Spiritual Energy now! Hahahaha! You will become my fertilizer and rest here forever!"
"Swish!" A stunning glance slashed through the roots of the tree, severing several of them, but there were simply too many sharp roots, and more were rushing toward Zhao Buhui.
To elaborate, all of this happened in an instant. Upon hearing Ling Mo Xie's warning of "Be careful," Zhao Buhui's heart sank, and he prepared to dodge to the side.
However, due to previously using the Secret Technique to sense the location of the Sophora tree demon and then unleashing his strongest attack against it, he was now drained of spiritual energy and his steps were unsteady. There was no way he could evade the rapidly approaching sharp roots.
In an instant, the sharp roots pierced through Zhao Buhui's heart. Ling Mo Xie gaped in disbelief at what was unfolding before him. Could it be that his mission was about to fail? He had already realized the gap between himself and the Sophora tree demon; it couldn't be bridged by just one or two powerful skills. Previously, during the fight with the Sophora tree demon, it was Zhao Buhui who had been the main force.
A flicker of hatred crossed Zhao Buhui's originally upright and peaceful face. After all, as a cultivator, even with his heart pierced, his powerful vitality allowed him to survive for a while longer.
Zhao Buhui clasped his hands together and began to dance like a butterfly among flowers. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, yet he continuously recited incantations loudly. As the speed of his chanting increased, the hand gestures he made became quicker as well. A beam of white light rose from Zhao Buhui's body.
Under Ling Mo Xie's astonished gaze, Zhao Buhui transformed into a streak of white light and shot toward the location of the Sophora tree demon's true form before vanishing from sight. Almost simultaneously, Ling Mo Xie heard a notification from the System: "Congratulations! The Sophora tree demon has been hit by a sealing attack, its power decreased by twenty percent."
Congratulations my foot! Ling Mo Xie couldn't help but curse. What kind of sealing is this that costs a person's life? Even though he was an NPC and this should have been part of a pre-arranged plot by the System, what Ling Mo Xie witnessed was clearly a living person who could speak and laugh!
This was Ling Mo Xie's first time witnessing a friendly person die, making him truly understand the cruelty of the Cultivation World. Previously, when faced with Young Master Tian's death, he hadn't reacted much because he viewed him as an enemy who deserved it.
But now, Ling Mo Xie realized how ridiculous his previous understanding of the Cultivation World's cruelty was; it wasn't just enemies who would die—friends would die too. There would be no other reason for it except for one's own lack of strength.
It was only at this moment that Ling Mo Xie truly understood what it meant to be in a world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong!
"Come on! Let me take you down; you're just a boss after all. I would rather fight you with the resolve to perish together than be trapped in this Copy and end my life here! Besides, you killed Brother Zhao!" Ling Mo Xie said softly with his head bowed, but his hands were already clenched tightly.
As the white light penetrated the Sophora Tree Demon, a sharp scream echoed, but Ling Mo Xie remained unfazed. He took a few steps toward the location where Zhao Buhui had discovered the true form of the Sophora Tree Demon and found a thick tree trunk lying at the bottom of the large hole that Zhao Buhui had blasted open. The trunk was completely charred, and its branches were also blackened. If he didn't know it was the Sophora Tree Demon, he might have thought it was just a dead, withered tree trunk.
"Hmph! So it's just a dead tree!" Ling Mo Xie snorted coldly and mocked.
Hearing Ling Mo Xie's words, the dark tree trunk trembled slightly. "Damn brat, you dare to call me a dead tree? Hmph! That Zhao Buhui is already dead, and even if I only have eighty percent of my power left, killing you will be as easy as pie!"
The voice of the Sophora Tree Demon was as grating as metal scraping against glass, extremely unpleasant and sending chills down one's spine. As soon as the words fell, dark branches lashed out toward Ling Mo Xie like long whips.
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