The Blood Transformation Pill melted in her mouth, a common trait of all elixirs, its potent energy instantly permeating her bloodstream.
Tai Shu Yun's originally delicate and flawless skin turned a deep crimson, radiating intense heat that evaporated her clothes. She resembled a shrimp that had been cooked to perfection.
Zuo Dao, however, was not focused on admiring the sight; he was intently observing her internal condition, ready to halt the release at the first sign of trouble.
At the foot of the mountain, the battle had reached a stalemate. The resilience and ferocity of the Spirit Sword Mountain disciples astonished their attackers. Cultivators valued their lives, which was a common sense notion. Yet these Sword Cultivators fought like ferocious beasts, displaying an inhuman tenacity.
One hundred and eight teams were scattered at the base of Spirit Sword Mountain, engaging the enemy. When news of four teams suffering heavy losses reached them, chaos erupted among the remaining forces. Their fighting spirit surged wildly as sword energy surged through the air. Taking advantage of their home ground, they stirred up the accumulated sword energy that had settled over Spirit Sword Mountain since its inception. The battle escalated to a point where they sought to injure rather than kill.
Every disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain was striving to create better conditions for their comrades to strike down their foes.
Tang Fengyue was now covered in blood—some of it her own, some from her teammates—yet none belonged to the enemy.
This battle was exhausting; indeed, Void Realm cultivators were not something that mere Divine Realm cultivators could easily withstand. Looking around at her teammates, each bore injuries ranging from minor to severe.
Gai Li stood across from her with a pale face. He had expected an easy fight but found himself engaged for much longer than anticipated. The enemy seemed like an immortal war god, managing to escape every time they were cornered.
Especially notable was the weakest among the ten; despite lacking combat prowess, under their command, the entire team managed to hold him back.
Reports from other battlefields indicated that the entire assault team faced significant resistance.
"Damn it, what have these Spirit Sword Mountain people been eating? They're all so fierce."
He cursed inwardly.
If these disciples were merely trying to obstruct him, he wouldn't have thought much of it. But at this stage in the battle, he couldn't help but feel intrigued. There must be something extremely important at the summit; otherwise, these disciples wouldn't be fighting so desperately.
Gai Li finally realized what he had overlooked: time. It was undoubtedly time. These disciples were dragging things out in a completely different way.
This was only the first line of defense. The entire Spirit Sword Mountain was divided into three defensive lines: upper, middle, and lower. On the battlefield of the first line, there were no elder-level Cultivators present; it was solely these disciples who had delayed their actions. If they reached the second line of defense, it was uncertain how much combat power the raiding team would have left.
Gai Jiuyou, hidden in the shadows, also recognized the key point. However, even if he understood the opponent's intentions, he could not break through unless their elder-level Cultivators were deployed.
But given the current situation, even if all their trump cards were revealed, it would still result in mutual destruction—a scenario he did not wish to see.
What kind of existence at the mountain's peak could make these disciples risk their lives to hold their ground?
Tai Shu Reincarnation looked at the tragic state of the disciples below and couldn't help but shed tears. These were the future of Spirit Sword Mountain! Was it possible that the glory of Spirit Sword Mountain would end before it even began?
Looking at the mysterious young man in the Cave, observing his resolute yet youthful face, perhaps he was the turning point for Spirit Sword Mountain!
"Let those disciples retreat; there’s no need for futile sacrifices," Zuo Dao said as he watched Tai Shu Yun's complexion gradually improve, her blood evaporating and then regenerating. A large amount of fresh blood began to flow through her veins. More importantly, her heart seemed to grow extraordinarily powerful, each heartbeat faintly revealing a fiery red lotus.
The Supreme Dao Lotus derived Crimson Lotus Blood was thoroughly activated.
After enduring inhuman pain, Tai Shu Yun finally achieved her goal. There were several moments when she almost succumbed to the overwhelming heart fire and medicinal potency. Yet each time before she collapsed, a figure appeared, and to avoid seeing that disappointed gaze when it turned away from her, she stubbornly persevered with her strong will.
Now she realized how much her previous Mind enhancement had helped her at this moment. Did that person already know it would turn out this way? What a mysterious young man!
The order to retreat had been communicated to every team. Each captain reluctantly gazed at their opponents, looking at their injured comrades and the bodies of fallen teammates growing cold, a surge of resentment rising within them.
"The Demon Princess has commanded all teams to retreat."
There was no other choice but to raise the banner of Tai Shu Yun. He understood the gratitude of each disciple, but the losses were too great. The newly initiated disciple from Spirit Sword Mountain finally spoke up, and his heart eased. This meant that the situation was essentially settled; even if they surrounded the mountain, what could they do? Could they truly contain Tai Shu Yun, who possessed the Lotus Fire?
The first and second lines of defense quickly retreated, and the attacking forces did not pursue. The previous battle had been exhausting. A team composed mostly of disciples had managed to hold them back for quite some time, and the casualties were astonishingly high; often, to kill a single disciple from Spirit Sword Mountain, they had to pay a price five times greater.
This operation was initiated by Gai Shi Tai Bao, and they suffered the most losses. Gai Jiuyou and his group no longer concealed their presence and appeared together. Tai Shu Yi stood at the mountain peak, coldly observing them. They were all Virtual Realm Cultivators; no one could hide anything from anyone else, which was also one reason why Gai Jiuyou had not made a move.
"You are indeed formidable. It seems Spirit Sword Mountain has not offended you in any way. If this matter does not have a satisfactory resolution, I would not hesitate to open hostilities in the Star Domain."
As soon as Tai Shu Yi's words left his mouth, expressions of disbelief appeared on Gai Jiuyou and his companions' faces.
"You bastards, all sword practitioners are insane," someone muttered under their breath, and Sword Hidden Sect Master Bai Wuliu cast a cold glance in their direction. Agreeing to Gai Jiuyou's invitation was also a way for Sword Hidden Pavilion to make a name for itself. The existence of Spirit Sword Mountain loomed over all Sword Cultivator sects in the Earth Altar Star Domain like a massive mountain.
"As long as you hand over the Transcend Tribulation item from your peak, I, Gai Jiuyou, will certainly send messages throughout the Star Domain to apologize and compensate your mountain tenfold for this loss." As soon as Gai Jiuyou spoke these words, everyone inwardly cursed: old fox.
Hearing this, Tai Shu Yi let out a cold laugh.
"If you want that item, you should ask its owner."
At the same time, he cast an ambiguous glance at Zuo Dao.
"Don't think you can just take everything and run. If you don't provide an explanation for this matter, I'll make sure your blood spills five steps."
Zuo Dao looked confused upon hearing this.
"What’s wrong with me? What do I need to explain?"
"Once Yun'er wakes up, you can explain it to her yourself," Tai Shu Yi said, barely containing a laugh.
"What do I need to explain?" Zuo Dao instinctively glanced at Tai Shu Yun, and in that moment, he finally understood Tai Shu Yi's meaning.
"I swear, I didn't mean to! It was an accident!!!"
A voice filled with endless grievance echoed from the mountaintop.
"Zuo Dao, you better come here!"
Another voice, sweet yet demanding, followed closely behind.
"If you don't give me an explanation, I swear I won't let this go."
The crowd at Spirit Sword Mountain couldn't help but smile at the sound. The earlier gloom had lifted considerably.
All the disciples felt a sense of pity for the person named "Zuo Dao."
Because their Demon Princess had finally emerged.
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