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Xiang Xueer remained motionless with her eyes tightly closed, causing Qingtian to feel extremely anxious. Unable to hold back his worries, he expressed, "My father has passed away, and you are the only one I have left in this world. What would I do if something happened to you?"
"Don't... don't shake me anymore; if you keep shaking, you'll shake me to death!" Xiang Xueer was just tired and wanted to close her eyes for a moment, but Qingtian's movements were making her feel like she was about to fall apart.
Seeing that she was still able to speak, Lan Ran Qingtian finally felt relieved. "Don't worry, Senior Feng is here. You should rest well; I'll be right by your side!"
"Haha!" When Xiang Xueer smiled, her chest started to hurt again. "Qingtian, since you're so worried about me, would you die for me if I were to pass away?"
"Bah, bah, bah! Stop talking nonsense about death; you won't die!" Qingtian spat three times and covered her mouth. "Don't say such things; neither of us will die!"
Xiang Xueer secretly chuckled and fell into his arms, drifting into a deep sleep. Qingtian turned his head to watch the battle across from them while guarding Xiang Xueer. It seemed that the Demon Lord had just used Divine Fire Clone, which had significantly drained his magical power. Now, in the fight against Feng Qingyang, he didn't seem to have the upper hand.
Other powerful figures were arriving one after another; it appeared that the Demon Lord wouldn't escape today. However, it was Shirley who had taken down two Divine Fire Clones today, which was crucial.
Just as he felt a bit relieved, he began to hear rustling footsteps from the nearby open space. Qingtian immediately frowned and looked over, a wave of uncontainable Killing Intent sending chills down his spine.
"Gu Senior?" Lan Ran Qingtian's eyes widened as he recognized the figure emerging from the darkness—it was Gu Liu Ma. He stood up cautiously. "What are you doing here?"
Gu Liu Ma glanced down at the sleeping Xiang Xueer and immediately retracted the Killing Intent, replacing it with a smile. "Qingtian, I just received a message from Sikong Xueyi via eagle courier, so I rushed over to help!"
Recalling what Xiang Xueer had previously said about Gu Liu Ma pretending to be a Mysterious Figure to search for his father's body—likely the very person who had killed his father—he had already taken precautions against her. However, lacking any evidence at hand made it difficult to act against her without alarming her. He nodded and replied, "Then please hurry and assist Senior Feng; we've also found the hiding place of the Million Demon Army!"
"Look; the ranking on the reading website: Oh! So smooth!" Gu Liu Ma glanced up at the battle in the sky opposite him, then smiled and nodded, drawing his sword and walking forward. Just as he was behind Qingtian, he suddenly lunged forward with his sword.
With a 'clang', Xiang Xueer opened her eyes at some point, and the Azure Wind Sword was drawn to block Gu Liu Ma's sneak attack. Lan Ran Qingtian immediately turned around in shock, wide-eyed, and asked, "Gu Senior, do you want to kill me?"
"Hmph!" Gu Liu Ma realized he had been tricked. Xiang Xueer had sensed this guy's presence earlier, so she pretended to be unconscious to lure him out.
Xiang Xueer swiftly disarmed Gu Liu Ma: "I sensed your Killing Intent long ago; you really can't hide it."
"Hehehe!" Gu Liu Ma sneered, a strong Killing Intent bursting from his eyes: "It seems you know everything now. Since that's the case, I can't spare you!"
Lan Ran Qingtian walked over to Xiang Xueer in confusion, repeatedly asking, "Shirley, what do you know?"
Xiang Xueer took out the Ghost Face Mask and a piece of broken shard from her sleeve: "Qingtian, he is the Ghost Face Mysterious Person we encountered before. Your father and Senior Sikong Xueyi were both killed by him. At first, I was puzzled until Senior Sikong told me before he died that you were the killer. That's when I connected all the clues!"
"I didn't expect it to be you. Why did you do this?" Qingtian clenched his fists tightly. Gu Liu Ma remained calm, and Xiang Xueer immediately laughed: "Why? Is that even a question? It's definitely for power and desire. Gu Liu Ma, dealing with the Demon Lord will lead you to your doom."
"The hatred for killing my father cannot be forgiven; harming fellow disciples is unforgivable. You have entered the Demonic Path with the intention of dominating the world. Gu Liu Ma, today either you die or I die!" Qingtian tore off his long robe, his family crest trembling with his muscles. National grievances and personal hatred must be settled today.
Gu Liu Ma's strength is probably not inferior to Feng Qingyang's. Now that I am severely injured, even with Qingtian's help, we might not be able to match this guy. It seems I can't fight him head-on; I'll have to rely on strategy.
While Xiang Xueer was still thinking of a plan, Lan Ran Qingtian could no longer hold back and charged forward to attack Gu Liu Ma repeatedly. However, each strike was easily deflected by him.
So powerful! He truly is a battle-hardened Saint Ten level fighter. It seems ordinary moves have no impact on him at all; since that's the case, I'll just have to charge in headfirst.
“Qingtian, I'm here to cover you!” Xiang Xueer shouted, rushing directly in front of Gu Liu Ma. With a twist of the Azure Wind Sword, she blocked his sword strike, and taking advantage of the opening, Qingtian launched a fierce attack against him. Their cooperation was seamless, and their strength was on par with Gu Liu Ma.
The Demon Lord glanced sideways, surprised to see that Gu Liu Ma had revealed his identity and even killed the woman who was ranked fifth among the Saint Ten. Now entangled by Xiang Xueer, he was unable to spare any attention and knew he had to end this quickly and leave.
Thus, he pointed directly at the sky, a surge of black mist shot up into the clouds. He roared, “Heavenly Demon Dance: Heavenly Sound Requiem.”
In an instant, a mournful wail echoed from above, the sound piercingly harsh, like the roar of a wild beast. The sheer volume was unbearable for normal people.
A silver lightning bolt flashed across the sky, and the cacophony made everyone’s heads throb painfully; even the ground began to tremble. Xiang Xueer pressed her hands tightly against her ears as everyone halted their fighting, holding back their inner power to resist this requiem.
The Demon Lord had achieved his goal; even that old man Feng Qingyang was on the verge of being unable to withstand his requiem. A cold smile crept onto his lips as he raised the conical ground and turned to prepare for his escape.
“Not good, the Demon Lord is trying to flee!” Feng Qingyang gritted his teeth against the pain and charged forward, sweeping with Sword One. A current of air formed around the sword's edge as he shouted, ready to unleash his ultimate move: “Exorcism Essence: Crimson Lotus Dragon Flame Fireball!”
The requiem clashed against the fireball; were these fools planning to level this entire mountain? Xiang Xueer cursed inwardly. Indeed, the ground began to crack open as red flames surged down like a flood. Wherever they landed, they caused immense destruction, turning the tropical forest into a sea of fire in an instant.
Before the Demon Lord could react, he noticed that the massive conical ground above him was also starting to crack. Alarmed, he thought, if this continues, it would truly ruin all his hard work over the past century.
He attempted to withdraw, but Feng Qingyang would not let him have his way. With a twist of his sword, he began to unleash devastation upon the lair of the Million Demon Lord. In no time at all, the surface turned into a raging inferno; flames spread rapidly and were about to scorch his hands. In desperation, he had no choice but to painfully abandon the ground beneath him.
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