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A streak of Blue Crescent Lightning swiftly cut through the Demon horde from left to right, cleaving three Demons who had already approached Ling Xiangzi in half. It then quickly flew back, as if entering a no-man's land, once again slicing through the Demon ranks, reaping the lives of those who could not evade in time like a scythe.
Suddenly, a large cloud of pink blood mist erupted in mid-air, mixed with the swirling black fog emitted by the Black Banner that had been cleaved apart by a sword. The greenish-purple and white viscera created a colorful scene, as if a dye shop had opened, with a stench that made one want to vomit.
At this moment, the importance of cultivation levels became evident. In just one move, over a hundred Demons below the Core Formation Stage were instantly eliminated. The remaining ones were all at least Mid-Stage of Transformation or higher; they gasped for breath and fled rapidly, their hearts racing as they looked back at Chu Xi with eyes filled with terror.
Chu Xi stood firm, her long red wedding gown billowing behind her in the wind. The Azure Lotus on her forehead shimmered brightly as she formed a sword gesture with her hands at her chest, looking exceptionally graceful and solemn.
Her gaze swept over the surviving Demons from afar, causing them to shudder in fear.
Her eyes were an eerie blue, like an unfathomable ocean.
Thinking of the power of that previous strike, all the Demons immediately had a thought: this fairy was merely putting on an act; if they charged at her now, that strange blue crescent-shaped artifact would swing again, and they would meet the same fate as their dismembered companions.
Even many Transmutation mid-stage Demons dared not approach Chu Xi any longer; they kept retreating. In their eyes, Chu Xi was undoubtedly a Witch.
With a flash of Crimson Shadow, Chu Xi chased after Ling Xiangzi and the others who were retreating.
Watching her depart, the leading Demon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and muttered, "Let's go down there and see if there are any good things. That woman is not to be trifled with; let those Azure Guardians deal with her..."
Seeing that they did not pursue further, Chu Xi let out a long sigh of relief and quickly swallowed the three Fire Origin Pills she had in her mouth.
Although Wu Yue was good, it consumed an astonishing amount of spiritual energy. That last move had nearly drained her entire Dantian; if they had pursued her, she wouldn't even have been able to launch a second attack.
When her disciple arrived, Ling Xiangzi's tired face broke into a smile as she immediately instructed everyone to quicken their pace towards the eastern entrance of the Li Fire Formation.
As they caught sight of the edge of Li Huo Cave Heaven from afar, both Ling Xiangzi and Chu Xi suddenly changed their expressions and stopped simultaneously, shouting in unison: "Retreat!"
No less than ten terrifying powerful presences were lurking near the entrance of Li Fire Formation, waiting for them like hunters lying in wait.
These Demons actually knew the exact location of the Li Fire Formation entrance! Chu Xi and Ling Xiangzi exchanged glances and saw deep resentment and worry in each other's eyes. There was no safe place left within Nine Li Cave Heaven due to internal betrayal. If it weren't for their concerns about something else, they might have already entered Li Fire Formation!
Ling Xiangzi's mind raced as she led her disciples to retreat quickly while contemplating a safe escape plan.
Chu Xi suddenly stopped. "Master, they are coming after us."
Ling Xiangzi's heart sank to the depths.
In the distance, three black dots rushed toward them, growing larger and closer, revealing three elderly men with white hair and beards, dressed in dark gold and silver dragon-patterned robes.
Though there were only three of them, everyone felt the terrifying pressure they exuded. The three Old Demons at the Heavenly Fusion Stage had firmly locked onto this place.
Ling Xiangzi gritted her teeth and made a decision in an instant. She pushed Chu Xi forcefully. "You take your sisters and leave quickly! I will hold them off!"
"No! Master, you can't be their match! I have Wu Yue; I'll hold them off!" Chu Xi shouted, a flash of blue light appearing as Wu Yue was summoned again.
Ling Xiangzi looked at Chu Xi with deep affection. She raised her hand and tucked a few stray strands of hair behind Chu Xi's ear, softly saying, "Xier, listen to me. In the future, your achievements will surely surpass mine. I want you to live well, marry Chu Hong, and be a happy couple."
"Take them away!" Ling Xiangzi suddenly struck out with her palm toward Chu Xi. Caught off guard, Chu Xi was sent flying far away like a cloud. As she struggled in mid-air and turned around, she saw Ling Xiangzi waving her sleeves repeatedly, sending the female disciples toward Chu Xi while she herself charged directly at the three figures.
"Master!" A sharp pain pierced Chu Xi's heart as tears streamed down her face, falling hotly onto the crimson wedding dress. She forced herself not to look back at her master and led her sisters to flee quickly. The intense pain blurred her vision; the green mountains and clear waters became indistinct, but Ling Xiangzi's face grew larger and clearer before her eyes.
She was not only her master but also her family!
Unable to hold back any longer, Chu Xi shouted to her elder sister Chulin behind her, "You all go ahead; I will help Master!"
Without waiting for a response, she turned and flew back. Just as she flew a short distance, Chu Xi froze in mid-air, unable to move.
In the center of the three Old Demons was Ling Xiangzi. She soared high into the air, her spine breaking in the middle as she bent into a strange bow shape, her head nearly touching her feet. Blood mist sprayed from her mouth, staining Ling Xiangzi's dress bright red. Yet her hands continued to move, struggling to form seals.
Finally completing it, Ling Xiangzi closed her eyes as a drop of bright red blood tear rolled down her cheek.
With a thunderous roar, a brilliant golden light erupted, mixed with countless crimson blood spots. A familiar narrow white beam shot out swiftly.
Ling Xiangzi vanished completely, disappearing right before Chu Xi's eyes.
"Master..." Chu Xi felt cold all over, teetering on the brink of collapse.
Despite being gravely injured, Ling Xiangzi actually self-destructed his Golden Core, attempting to perish together with the three Old Demons in such a tragic manner.
However, when the golden light dissipated, the figures of the three Old Demons appeared unscathed. They looked slightly disheveled, with a few strands of hair out of place at most!
A familiar white light rushed in, and Ling Xiangzi's life-bound treasure, the White Reed, quietly hovered before Chu Xi. Trembling, Chu Xi reached out and gently touched it. It still seemed to carry her master's warmth, even with a few drops of fresh blood.
Chu Xi grasped the White Reed tightly against her chest, her heart twisted in pain, so much so that her vision darkened and her entire being convulsed.
The three Azure Guardians frowned and simultaneously turned their gazes toward Chu Xi. Although they were at a distance, she could still see the confusion and a fleeting hint of greed in their eyes.
Chu Xi's heart sank to the depths once more.
Her master truly died in vain! These three were actually after her! They had discovered Wu Yue; they wanted to see this Celestial Artifact! She was the one who caused her master's death!
Guilt, pain, anger, hatred... all surged within Chu Xi. She stared unblinkingly at the three Old Demons who killed Ling Xiangzi. Unbeknownst to herself, her pupils turned increasingly blue until her entire gaze became an unfathomable deep blue.
The crystal-clear Azure Lotus on her forehead began to glow like a brilliant star falling from the vast night sky onto Chu Xi's brow.
Chu Xi had no idea about her transformation; her eyes were solely focused on the three Old Demons who had slain Ling Xiangzi.
Carefully placing the White Reed into her wedding dress close to her chest, Chu Xi began to form seals with her hands while keeping a close watch on the three Old Demons.
The three demons appeared confused and somewhat at a loss, whispering among themselves while occasionally glancing at Chu Xi.
Chu Xi remained rooted in place without any thought of escape. She slowly began to rise higher and higher, crossing her hands over her chest in a strange flame-like gesture. Her delicate fingers moved faster and faster until they created thousands of illusory images. A strong red light erupted from within her body as if flames were burning inside.
The female disciples of Nine Purple Peak who had been crying in the distance suddenly froze, collectively gasping in shock. "Nine Separation Technique!"
At that moment, a dazzling firelight shot up into the sky from the distant Golden Lantern Gorge, accompanied by a loud phoenix cry. A Hokage flew swiftly across the clear blue sky, trailing a long flame tail, leaving behind beautiful flowers formed by flames in its wake.
Everyone, including the Demon Sect Monster, unconsciously stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the magnificent Hokage in the sky.
The Guardian Mountain Beast, Fire Phoenix, and Yin Li'er finally awakened from Nirvana, successfully advancing to mid-level celestial beasts.
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Temple City.
Since entering here, Li Hong had gone straight down to the fourth level of the Underground Palace, the Silk Scroll Room, continuously flipping through the ancient Silk Scrolls inside, hoping to discover a way to save his master’s Spirit Stone.
Formation techniques, Divination Techniques, incantations, hand seals, alchemical formulas… Each time Li Hong opened a Silk Scroll, he was amazed and drooling, involuntarily reciting as he read through them all. However, as he opened more and more Silk Scrolls, despite filling his mind with knowledge, he still couldn’t find any technique that could save someone who had shattered their core. Li Hong grew increasingly disinterested in these rare skills recorded on the Silk Scrolls.
One day, Li Hong angrily tossed aside the one hundred fifty-sixth Silk Scroll onto the ground and sat down without even looking at it. He muttered to himself, “It’s been so long since I came out; I don’t even know how my master is doing. If I can’t find a method for him to rebuild his core, I might as well go to the third level and find some good medicine for him, like pulling out a Purple Ganoderma?”
He shook his head again: “A ten-thousand-year-old Purple Ganoderma? Its Spiritual Energy is astonishing; even feeding him a small piece would blow him apart! Right now he’s like an ordinary person and can’t withstand such terrifying Human-Level Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. What should I do? Or maybe I should wash his marrow first and wait until he can handle the Spiritual Energy of the Purple Ganoderma before giving it to him?”
In the end, Li Hong rejected that idea: “Washing marrow? That wouldn’t help my master at all; he doesn’t need washing marrow. It would be better to repair his viscera along with his old bones.”
The more Li Hong thought about it, the more troubled he became. Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it—even Temple City didn’t have any techniques to save his master—he still had to face reality.
The Spirit of the Hall had been accompanying Li Hong all along and knew what he was worried about.
After some thought, the Spirit of the Hall said: “Actually, there is a method that could prevent Master Star Sovereign from dying in this life; however, I feel it may not be necessary…”
Before he could finish speaking, Li Hong jumped up. If the Spirit of the Hall were not a Phantom, Li Hong would have shaken him vigorously by the shoulders. “Quickly tell me!”
“It’s simple. Since the soul of a cultivator who has shattered their core is still intact because it hasn’t dispersed, they can be guided into the Ghost Path,” said the Spirit of the Hall.
“Ghost Path?” Li Hong shook his head vigorously. “My master isn’t dead yet! What are you talking about Ghost Path for?”
"So that's why I said there's no need. In fact, achieving the Ghost Path isn't that significant; it would be better to die and be reincarnated with a new body. If the new body has excellent roots, it might even surpass the achievements of the previous life. Aren't you just like that, Star Sovereign?"
The words of the Spirit of the Hall stirred something deep within Li Hong. He didn't believe in the ethereal concept of reincarnation, but he had witnessed soul possession firsthand. If he could help his master find a recently deceased corpse with excellent roots and assist in transferring his master's soul, wouldn't that mean his master could essentially start anew?
And transferring the soul could likely be accomplished using the Soul Searching Technique from here!
Li Hong laughed heartily, "It's resolved! Now I just need to find that corpse with excellent roots, preferably one with a Fire Spirit Root. Hehe, then everything will be perfect."
Before leaving Temple City, Li Hong returned the chaotic treasures from his Cosmic Bag back to their original place in the Underground Palace's third layer. He also took a small leaf from a ten-thousand-year-old Purple Ganoderma from the second layer to keep in his Cosmic Bag for emergencies. Finally, he instructed the Spirit of the Hall to transfer him out.
He emerged into the vast Southern Wilderness. Li Hong didn't pause for a moment and transformed into a streak of golden light racing northward.
As he flew, he suddenly felt a jolt; Heavenly Torch awakened and shouted in panic, "Yin Li'er has succeeded in Nirvana! She said the Nine Li Sect is under heavy attack from the Demon Sect Monsters and urged you to hurry back!"
Li Hong was taken aback, as if struck by lightning; truly, what one fears often comes to pass! How could this happen at such a critical moment?
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