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The movement on the conical surface slowed significantly. The Demon Lord suddenly frowned; this girl had actually managed to eliminate two of my clones by herself. Her abilities are indeed impressive. However, this also consumed a considerable amount of her true energy. It seems I must seize the opportunity to quickly take the Demon Army away.
"Cough, cough!" Xiang Xueer spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. After dealing with the Demon Lord's two Divine Fire Clones, she was on the verge of collapsing. She leaned on her rifle and slowly made her way toward the cave.
Upon entering the familiar cave, Little Demon scattered in all directions, not needing her to take action personally. Just hearing the commotion outside was enough to make them dig and escape.
The deeper she went, the more she could feel the resonance growing closer. She walked toward the back hall and indeed found the missing Ancient Five Divine Artifacts in several cages.
Weren't these artifacts stolen by Ling Zhu? I didn't expect to find them here. Xiang Xueer hurriedly reached through the gaps in the iron cage to retrieve the Azure Wind Sword. It's been a long time, old friend; I didn't expect to see you again in this lifetime.
Without hesitation, she swung the Azure Wind Sword to break open the cage door and collected all the Five Divine Artifacts, even seeing Fat Ancestor revert to his original form.
No, Qingtian went after the Demon Lord alone. It seems I must hurry as well. She turned and dashed out of the Cavern, following closely behind Lan Ran Qingtian. By the time they met up, they had already reached the edge of the barrier.
At this moment, night had fallen. Outside the barrier, there was a 'thud' as a long sword pierced through a heart. Sikong Xueyi fell to the ground in an instant, covered in wounds, while that divine beast lay nearby, gasping for breath.
Gu Liu Ma had numerous scars on his arms, shoulders, and knees from the fierce battle. However, in the end, he had gained an advantage. He looked down at Sikong Xueyi, who was on the verge of death: "What a pity. If you were willing to work for me, I might have spared you. It's a waste of your great abilities."
Sikong Xueyi's breathing became uneven as she glared at Gu Liu Ma, still confused: "Gu Liu Ma, why? You are already ranked second among the Saint Ten. Why do you still do this?"
"Why?" Gu Liu Ma's gaze darkened further, filled with greed and intense desire. "Hmph! What is Saint Ten? I don't care about it at all. And that Feng Qingyang thinks too highly of himself. What I want is dominion over this world; only by cooperating with the Demon Lord can I obtain what I desire!"
Unexpectedly, Gu Liu Ma's ambition was so great that he dared to dream of ruling over humanity—simply delusional. How could the Demon Lord be a fool? The two merely sought to use each other.
"Ha ha ha! Greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant, Gu Liu Ma, one day your ambition will consume you." Sikong Xueyi suddenly burst into laughter, while Gu Liu Ma's face darkened. With a swift motion, she pulled the sword out of her body.
Red blood gushed from her chest, staining her red clothes even darker. At that moment, a loud rumble echoed as the barrier shattered, revealing Xiang Xueer and Qingtian forcing the Demon Lord to flee.
Gu Liu Ma was taken aback and hurriedly turned to hide without cleaning up the scene. As Xiang Xueer and Qingtian chased after the Demon Lord, they burst through the barrier and were met with the sight of Sikong Xueyi lying dead on the ground.
"Senior Sikong!" Xiang Xueer was stunned by the scene before her and quickly ran towards her. Wasn't she just supposed to come out and deliver a message? How could she end up here? Moreover, there was a summoned beast lying nearby, along with signs of a struggle.
Seeing the fatal wound on her chest, she quickly supported her up and felt for her breath, finding a faint sign of life still lingering. Xiang Xueer shook her urgently: "Senior Sikong, wake up! Please wake up!"
In her dying moments, Sikong Xueyi heard Xiang Xueer's call and slowly opened her eyes. Gripping tightly onto her clothes, she opened and closed her mouth as if trying to say something. Noticing this, Xiang Xueer leaned in closer.
"It’s Gu Liu Ma, he is a traitor...!" Sikong Xueyi's eyes widened in shock. Suddenly, her pupils dilated rapidly, and the hand gripping tightly fell limp. Xiang Xueer turned in horror to look at those eyes; they remained open in death.
As she turned away, Xiang Xueer spotted the mask left behind on the ground. Recognizing it from earlier, she quickly retrieved the object left by Qingtian's father from her waist and compared it; it matched perfectly.
Gu Liu Ma, it really was him. The Mysterious Masked Man was also him. This scoundrel! She gritted her teeth in anger; Sikong Xueyi was the only Exorcist senior she respected. After killing Qingtian's father, he had now killed her too.
She turned back to Sikong Xueyi, gently closed her eyes, and tightly gripped the mask in her hand, silently vowing: "Gu Liu Ma, I, Xiang Xueer, will not kill you; I swear I will not be human!"
"Shirley, come help quickly!" Qingtian shouted urgently. Instantly turning to look, Xiang Xueer saw that Lan Ran Qingtian was already engaged in battle with the demon clan. Taking a deep breath to compose herself amidst her grief and anger, she raised her Azure Wind Sword and flew forward.
With internal injuries from earlier and having just defeated two Divine Fire Clones, she was now exhausted. The two of them working together could only manage to hold their ground against the Demon Lord for now; however, this was merely to buy time—their defeat was only a matter of time.
Hiding in the shadows, Gu Liu Ma had just witnessed Sikong Xueyi whisper something to Xiang Xueer before his death. Coupled with the events that had occurred at Lan Ran Qingtian's home, he realized that this girl was cunning and needed to be eliminated before she became a future threat.
If the Demon Lord were to be defeated, his grand ambitions would be lost. Although both sides were using each other, he steeled his resolve. Just as he prepared to launch a surprise attack, a sudden beast roar echoed from the sky above.
He turned his head and immediately frowned. Standing atop the Qilin Beast was none other than Feng Qingyang. Why did this old man choose to appear now? Gu Liu Ma quickly retracted his sword and turned to hide in the forest.
Hearing the beast roar, the three fighters turned their heads. Lan Ran Qingtian felt a surge of hope; he never expected Feng Qingyang to show up at such a critical moment.
"This old man!" The Demon Lord seethed with anger and instantly appeared in front of Xiang Xueer. He struck her with an iron palm, causing her to spit blood and collapse to the ground.
"Shirley!" Qingtian rushed to support her. Since the battle began, she had endured three strikes from the Demon Lord. If it weren't for her immense demonic power, she would have likely perished by now. Currently, she felt an explosive pain in her chest, and her true energy was surging chaotically.
The Demon Lord lifted the massive earth beneath him and prepared to flee. Seeing this, Feng Qingyang stepped forward: "Demon Lord, drop the Million Demon Army and die obediently!"
"Feng Qingyang, you old fossil, take this!" The Demon Lord roared in fury and smashed the earth toward him. The ground trembled violently as it shattered.
"Qingtian, take her to a safe place!" Feng Qingyang brandished his White Beard Sword, summoning a massive sword aura around him. If these two fought, it would surely cause collateral damage, especially since Shirley was already severely injured.
He cradled Xiang Xueer and quickly ran into the forest. Immediately afterward, a colossal pillar of fire shot into the sky as both sides resumed their battle. Qingtian held Xiang Xueer tightly, watching her eyes tightly shut with anxiety. He shook her repeatedly: "Shirley, don’t sleep! Wake up quickly; I’ll transfer my true energy to you!"
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