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Boom!
It was as if thunder erupted in the old man's mind, a glimmer of hope rising within him. If he had only held a fleeting second of hope regarding Chen Li's words moments ago, now, those very words had ignited a full twelve points of hope.
As long as the Demonic Energy could be dispelled, they could restore their imprisoned Divine Soul to its original form. They would no longer be like living corpses nailed to this cage. Even if they couldn't escape, having their Divine Soul back would allow them to fight desperately. Even death would be better than this constant torment of living like the undead!
"Child, can you really dispel the Demonic Energy?" The old man's lips trembled, his voice hoarse to the point of being barely audible, yet his murky eyes burst forth with a light called hope, akin to a candle flame that suddenly received fresh fuel just before it extinguished.
"Yes. I can purify the Divine Soul and eliminate the Demonic Energy." Chen Li nodded, his youthful face filled with seriousness. He had just thought carefully about the effectiveness of the Rebirth Mantra.
The only thing worrying him was whether he could endure long enough to save everyone given the intensity of the Demonic Energy and his current level of cultivation.
"Good! Good child!" The old man was overwhelmed with emotion, tears streaming down his face. He struggled to express his gratitude to Chen Li but could only emit a painful groan due to his physical limitations.
"Senior, please don't get too excited. I'll help you dispel the Demonic Energy right away." Chen Li quickly responded. He stepped in front of the old man, extending his small hand and gently pressing it against the old man's emaciated chest.
The Rebirth Mantra was invoked.
Buzz!
A mysterious and sacred golden energy surged from Chen Li's palm, slowly seeping into the old man's body.
The old man felt a warm current flowing through him; his previously imprisoned Divine Soul seemed to receive nourishment and began to regain its vitality.
At the same time, beads of sweat began to form on Chen Li's forehead, and his complexion turned slightly pale. Dispelling Demonic Energy was no easy task, especially for someone as young as him.
Seeing this, Shen Qingyue felt worried but knew she couldn't disturb Chen Li at this moment. She could only stand quietly by his side, protecting him.
Time passed second by second, and the energy within Chen Li was rapidly depleting. Beneath the old man's dry and cracked skin, a faint hint of color began to emerge; his previously dull eyes gradually regained a glimmer of clarity.
His Divine Soul, fused with the magic barrier, could clearly sense the surrounding Demonic Energy rapidly dissolving; the shackles binding him were loosening.
Like a soul tightly bound by iron chains, he finally felt the rust and fracture of those chains, as a glimmer of hope shone through. He knew that the restraints would be lifted; it was only a matter of time.
A sense of indescribable relief spread throughout his body, and the old man couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, how long has it been since I felt this way?" In that moment, he seemed to return to a time when he had not yet been imprisoned by the Soul Devouring Lock.
At last, the two Divine Souls seemed to perceive a faint sound of cracking. The old man's Divine Soul suddenly surged up, quickly merging into his Flesh. Hu Chenli let out a long breath, sitting down heavily on the ground, a glimmer of satisfaction in his eyes—he had succeeded.
The old man's Divine Soul and Flesh rapidly fused together, and the Vital Energy within him slowly began to rise, gradually restoring itself. Moments later, he excitedly opened his eyes. "Child, thank you."
He raised his hand in excitement as the Vital Energy surged within him, instantly shattering the chains on the wall. Overwhelmed by the long-lost power, tears streamed down the old man's face. He was no longer that helpless living corpse!
"Senior, please don't get too excited; your body hasn't fully recovered yet and needs proper care," Chen Li reminded him, then handed a Ning Ling pill to the old man.
The old man didn't hesitate and swallowed the pill in one gulp. Feeling his strength solidifying further, gratitude filled his eyes. "Child, you are truly my savior!"
"Senior, you flatter me," Chen Li humbly replied.
"No, child! You are not only my savior but also the savior of everyone here!" The old man could hardly contain his excitement.
He looked at those still imprisoned within the stone walls—Cultivators—and exclaimed, "Old friends, we are saved!"
Hearing this, Chen Li's heart stirred. He looked around at the Cultivators and felt a surge of compassion. Most of them were Refiner Masters; even those who weren't were powerful Divine Souls—excellent candidates for cultivation.
However, with his current strength, saving one person was already pushing it; rescuing others was simply impossible in such a short time.
Moreover, if they were to save others, the Blood Fiend Sect would truly be alerted. By then, even if they managed to rescue the people, none of them would escape.
However, the other Divine Souls seemed to have been awakened by the old man's shout, all raising their heads to look at Chen Li. The glimmer of hope in their eyes deeply engulfed Chen Li. His initial hesitation vanished in an instant.
"Dear seniors, I will do my utmost to save all of you!"
Upon hearing Chen Li's words, the eyes of the Cultivators ignited with a spark of hope, and they looked at Chen Li with gratitude. Just at that moment, a chilling laughter suddenly echoed through the Demon Cave.
"Hehe, how touching! I never expected someone would dare to come to this Demon Cave to save people. Truly reckless!"
As the laughter reverberated, a man dressed in a blood-red robe, with a sinister face, slowly emerged from the depths of the Demon Cave.
The Bloodshadow Man! The old man's expression changed upon seeing him, fear flashing in his eyes. Chen Li and Shen Qingyue also tensed up simultaneously, both watching the newcomer warily.
"Seniors, who is he?"
The old man’s face turned pale as he whispered, "The Bloodshadow Man is one of the demons of the Blood Fiend Sect. His cultivation is at the peak of the Mystic Boundary! He is exceedingly evil and enjoys selecting beautiful Cultivators for his pleasure. Often, he desecrates female cultivators here and at the most pleasurable moment, he brutally carves out their hearts and devours them while they are still warm. Then he slowly drains their blood and flesh before refining their Divine Souls. We all believe he is the most wicked Cultivator in the Blood Fiend Sect without exception!"
The Bloodshadow Man seemed to relish the fear of those around him. He showed no urgency in attacking Chen Li and Shen Qingyue; instead, he took slow steps toward them, his crimson gaze sweeping over Chen Li and the old man before finally landing on Shen Qingyue.
He greedily licked his lips and sneered, "Tsk tsk, what a watery little girl! With such delicate skin and tender flesh, she looks absolutely delicious."
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