In the Frozen Mountains.
In the second ice cave made by Liumu Bingjian, Emperor Han slowly opened his eyes and shook his head. "Judging from the remaining aura, they didn't fight. I'm afraid they were captured under the suppression of the Demon Miasma and the Divine State."
Baili Qingkong walked in from outside and also shook his head. "Except for the Dragon Hall and the Ghost Army, there is no sign of anyone else from the Blood-clothed Tower. It's hard to tell their whereabouts. They must have been captured for some time. That's right, those annoying flies are here again. "As soon as he finished speaking, a dense swarm of twisted ghosts surrounded him from all directions.
The Painting of Mountains and Rivers sealed dozens of ghosts with one stroke. Then it shrank violently and crushed them into minced meat. Baili Qingkong had no sympathy for these monsters, which were the combination of soul shadows and demons. But he received the news later and rushed here. He had to fight the Ghost Army along the way and play the role of a scout. He was the most exhausted and his physical strength had reached its limit.
"How dare you break into the Frozen Mountains? I think you are seeking death!" A very sharp voice came from an unknown direction. A skinny ghost suddenly appeared on the ice wall. He looked like a monkey, and he was holding a curved blade unique to the Demon Realm. As soon as his voice fell, a crack in the void appeared in front of him, and he went in with a strange smile. His footing was soon drowned by several sword lights.
Boom!
The ice wall was broken and ice powder scattered in all directions.
The crack in the void suddenly extended and reached the top of Baili Qingkong's head.
"Soul Burning Spell!"
A sharp voice came from the crack. Two curved knives crossed each other and were burning with blue flames. They easily cut through Baili Qingkong's Protective Genuine Qi and slashed toward his head.
Baili Qing Kong was already on guard when the crack started to move. As the sense of danger surged in her heart, she wanted to respond. However, her body was extremely exhausted. She barely dodged backwards and only managed to avoid a fatal blow. Her chest was still slashed twice. He grunted and stepped back. He leaned against an ice pillar and panted.
This Ghost Race general could be considered to be extraordinarily talented. No one knew where he had learned a strange divine art, but five out of ten cultivators had died in his hands.
Shen Liuyun gritted his teeth and took the opportunity to use the Firmament Palm. The ghost general let out a strange laugh and retracted his arm into the crack in the void. Then, he disappeared. The Cloud Expelling Palm pierced through and hit the ice wall behind it. The entire ice cave began to shake.
In the darkness, a pair of eyes had been staring at the void crack for a long time.
The Door of Profundity appeared without the slightest warning, and then two hands that radiated light stretched out from within it, causing the ice cave to instantly become as bright as day. It was common knowledge that the Door of Profundity was a unique technique of the Dao Court. The final form of this technique was to summon a Saint's Child from within the door, and it required extremely high attainments.
This hand of light was the embryonic form of the Holy Child.
The hand of light grabbed the crack, and as the ghost general screamed in disbelief, it tore it apart, revealing the small body that was curled up inside. A sword light slashed out, slicing the Ghost General into pieces, sending him into eternal slumber in the grave he had created himself.
Emperor Han sheathed his sword and made his decision without hesitation. "They've been captured. The rescue mission has failed. Everyone, return to the Phantom Night Forest. This is an order!"
The gazes of everyone descended onto Chen Liuyun in unison.
Shen Liuyun released her godly power to heal the wound on Baili Qingkong's chest. Sensing this, she said expressionlessly, "What are you looking at me for? Let's go."
Everyone immediately heaved a sigh of relief.
Su Xingyu said, "White Emperor City has lost a weapon that can decide the outcome of the war. They definitely won't let this go."
"I have a bad feeling about this." Xue Tianya sighed.
…
The air in the empty and gloomy River of the Nether World was suddenly pushed apart by something, revealing a small ship.
Thirty-odd cultivators were barely able to squeeze onto the deck.
Yan Li, who was in charge of driving the ship, was grabbed by the collar by Wen Ziqing, who glared at him angrily. He simply stopped the output of his true energy. The Void Shattering Shuttle lost its propulsion and returned to the real world from the Spiritual Realm.
The deck was completely silent. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
"Do you know that if we escape, the Xue Kuang will vent its anger on my Martial Uncle?" Wen Ziqing asked loudly. "What do you mean by leaving my Martial Uncle there alone?"
"Let go," Yan Li said coldly.
"My Martial Uncle is doomed, do you know that?" Wen Ziqing's face was close to contorting. All kinds of pressure that had been weighing down on him exploded at this moment. Liang Youyu's safety was no longer important. More importantly, Yan Li, who had led everyone to escape, was too dazzling. It would burn the souls of the lowly.
Yan Li slowly pressed down on Wen Ziqing's hand and suddenly pulled it away. Then, he leaped onto the shore and took out the Leaving Cliff. His gaze was not only on Wen Ziqing. "I don't know what will happen to Liang Youyu, but since he chose to stay behind, I believe he has already made up his mind. Although it was me who let you live, it is up to you how you want to use this life. If you have a problem with me, just do what you think is right. I will accompany you to the end! "
"Brother Yan, don't be angry," Guan Xiaolong said sadly. "I believe that Elder Liang sacrificed himself for a great reason. And Brother Wen, you also need to calm down. If not for Elder Liang's sacrifice, Brother Yan's plan would not have been able to succeed. I'm afraid that more of us would have died."
"Brother Yan, Brother Wen is just too worried. Don't take it to heart." Liumu Bingjian came to Yan Li's side and comforted him.
Wei Shu's expression was unfriendly. He jumped to Yan Li's side and said to the people on the ship, "I am very sorry about Elder Liang. However, it was junior apprentice-brother Yan who risked his life to save you. When he made the choice for you just now, his indecisive attitude had already disgusted me. If anyone else wants to cause trouble for junior apprentice-brother Yan because of Elder Liang, they will have to ask the sword in my hand first! "
Ji Zhiyuan came to the shore and stood between Yan Li and the people on the ship.
You Qi hid to the side and watched the show with interest.
Xiao Pojun laughed coldly and jumped onto the shore. He crossed his arms and leaned against the ice wall. He looked at the people on the ship with a playful expression.
Wen Ziqing knew that he was in the wrong. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He forced a smile and said, "I am sorry. I was too excited. I did not consider Brother Yan's feelings. I apologize."
Liumu Bingjian said, "Brother Yan, the most important thing now is to discuss the route back to the Immortal Realm. How to avoid the Blood-clothed Tower's pursuit is also a very important problem."
Yan Li nodded and put away the Leaving Cliff. He picked up an ice stone and drew a simple map on the ice. "The Demon Realm is relatively easy to distinguish. From the Illusion Night Forest, there is the Frozen Mountains. After the Frozen Mountains, there is the Ghost Realm Fengdu. We are now in between Moon Shadow City and the Ghost Realm." He drew a circle in the middle of a few points.
"The problem now is," he looked up at the crowd, "whether the Immortal Realm has organized a rescue."
PS: Sorry, sorry. This chapter was supposed to be updated the day before yesterday. But when I was about to finish writing, I suddenly felt uncomfortable. Anyway, it did not achieve the effect I wanted. After reading for a whole day today, I finally understood the reason. It was because the plot was not connected. When I first set the plot, breaking the Mirror and the Big Battle Royale were connected. When I wrote this, I felt that if there was no foreshadowing, the plot would be very stiff. So I inserted this contradiction. When I finished writing, I realized that it was like a fragment. However, it could not be changed. After all, Liang Youyu could not "sacrifice" twice …
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