Hua Qingqing looked at the Black Wind Eagle. There was a terrifying bloodthirsty light in its evil eyes. Vaguely, a terrible evil thought rushed into her mind.
Evil air swirled around the Black Wind Condor's body. It seemed to be transforming, and the shadow of a demonic bird appeared faintly on its body.
The music circled around, protecting her will. Hua Qingqing's clothes fluttered, looking as pure as a fairy's. Many fairy-like shadows appeared around her, chanting. Halos enveloped the Black Wind Condor's body as if to purify its evil.
Voom. The Black Wind Eagle, which seemed to have transformed into a Demon Bird, flapped its wings. Its wings covered the sky. Evil aura surrounded it. Black light flashed on its wings as it cut through the air and pounced towards Hua Qingqing.
Its sharp claws swiped towards Hua Qingqing, tearing everything apart.
Hua Qingqing's fingers quickly strummed the strings. The fairy-like shadow sent out a palm print. It was like the seal of a saint, suppressing the evil.
The holy seal collided with the evil claws but was actually penetrated by the darkness. The claws continued tearing towards Hua Qingqing. Under the pressure of the Demon Bird, Hua Qingqing's figure seemed especially small and fragile. She was like a weak girl and was about to be torn apart by the Demon Bird.
However, Hua Qingqing's expression did not change at all. Her white and beautiful fingers still strummed the strings. Her body seemed to be covered in holy light that kept spreading. Holy music surrounded her and turned into holy light. It flowed towards the Black Wind Eagle and enveloped the huge Demon Bird. At that moment, the Black Wind Eagle seemed to let out a long cry. It was bound by the holy light and its evil aura was about to be purified.
Hua Qingqing lowered her head. Her slender fingers danced on the strings. She was completely focused on the music. The light around her grew brighter and brighter. She was extremely holy and could not be defiled.
The Demon Bird's light alternated between dim and bright. The Black Wind Eagle rampaged through the holy light. It screeched and its evil eyes ignored everything as it continued to charge towards Hua Qingqing. Its sharp wings cut through the holy light and its claws struck Hua Qingqing. However, the claws that could tear through everything seemed unable to tear through the holy light around Hua Qingqing.
With a long cry, the Black Wind Condor spread its wings and soared into the sky. Then, it swooped down, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. Evil Qi filled the air as it continued to attack, but it still could not break through Hua Qingqing's defense.
Then, countless afterimages appeared between heaven and earth. The Black Wind Condor attacked wildly and went completely berserk.
Holy music lingered and light shone brilliantly. Hua Qingqing's body seemed to be enveloped in a celestial light that could not be violated.
At this moment, she was pure and flawless, sacred like a fairy.
The Black Wind Condor took to the air once again and let out a long cry. It swallowed the evil of Sky Mountain, and its eyes became even more demonic. Endless Spiritual Qi circled around its body, and the shadow of the Demon Bird continued to expand. When it lowered its head, its eyes were filled with contempt. The last shred of reason in its mind was about to be annihilated. The will of the Demon Bird seemed to be completely dominating its body.
The Black Wind Condor turned around and glanced at Ye Futian with its demonic eyes. It was as if it was looking at Ye Futian for the last time. Then, its evil eyes burned and it looked at Hua Qingqing. Its huge body swooped down again. It turned into a real Demon Bird, the King of Darkness in the sky.
It was like a bolt of dark lightning that could cut through everything.
Hua Qingqing looked up at the sky. In front of her, endless holy light gathered together and turned into a holy sharp sword. It was a holy sword that could cut through all evil in the world, and it stabbed towards the descending dark lightning.
At this moment, darkness and light collided. There was a crackling sound. The holy sword seemed to have pierced through the body of darkness, causing the dark power to dissipate continuously. However, the pair of evil eyes was still arrogant and full of determination. Its sharp claws slashed down and landed on Hua Qingqing's body. With a crackling sound, her clean clothes were torn and blood seeped out. Hua Qingqing's body was sent flying and she crashed heavily into a huge rock. Her face was pale.
The Demon Bird that the Black Wind Condor had transformed into immediately turned around and flew diagonally upwards, towards the Arhat who was fighting Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng had been exhausted these past few days. He was holding on with his will and burning his own potential. Now that he had encountered the Arhat, he was completely suppressed. Even after being hit by the Light of Buddha, he still persisted.
Just as the Arhat wanted to end the battle, he saw the king of the dark sky descend. The Arhat's expression changed slightly. The Light of Buddha shone brightly and the Thousand Hand Buddha appeared, covering the sky and suppressing the evil.
The rumbling sounds continued. The Demon Bird tore apart all the palm prints and allowed them to land on its body. It did not move and swooped down directly in front of the Arhat. Its sharp claws slashed down. The Arhat chanted in Sanskrit and the Light of Buddha shone brightly, covering his body. The sharp claws slashed down, piercing through the Light of Buddha and hitting his body. In an instant, the Arhat was sent flying and rolled down the slope. He spat up blood and was heavily injured.
The Black Wind Condor's body was stained with blood. It screamed and darkness enveloped its body. It was going to completely turn into an evil beast. Its mind was gradually disappearing and its eyes were filled with bloodlust. It screamed and flew up into the sky, straight to the peak of Sky Mountain. If it stayed, it would kill everything, including Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.
"Little Condor."
Ye Futian looked up at the leaving figure in the sky. He felt that the spiritual imprint he'd planted in the Black Wind Condor's mind had been buried. Now, he could only feel its existence but could no longer control it.
He naturally knew that the Black Wind Condor had turned into a Demon Bird to fight for him.
"Boom."
At that time, Yu Sheng's body also fell down. He had finally reached his limit and could not hold on any longer. The demonic will around him gradually dissipated and he returned to his original appearance, lying quietly in the snow.
Ye Futian walked over to Yu Sheng's side and helped him up, carrying him on his back.
Turning back, Ye Futian glanced at Ye Wuchen. Ye Wuchen smiled at him and said, "You take Yu Sheng up the mountain. I can't go up anymore."
"Be careful." Ye Futian nodded at Ye Wuchen. Then he continued walking up the mountain.
"You're too heavy," Ye Futian muttered in frustration. Their silhouettes looked a little tragic.
Ye Wuchen watched them go up the mountain. Then he turned around and walked down the mountain. He could not hold on anymore. Even if he recovered, he still could not go up Sky Mountain. Ye Futian still had to take care of Yu Sheng. He had to give up.
Not far away from Hua Qingqing, she stood up. The two looked at each other and Ye Wuchen said, "Qin Li and the people of the Qin Dynasty, do they not deserve to die?"
With that, he continued walking down the mountain.
Hua Qingqing stared at his back. She naturally understood Ye Wuchen's hatred towards the Qin Dynasty.
She could vaguely guess what happened in the Liu Kingdom. The Qin Dynasty wanted to destroy the Liu Kingdom and intimidate the Eastern Barren Territory. The Liu Kingdom's royal family was destroyed. Ye Wuchen, Ye Futian, and Liu Chenyu definitely had a reason to take revenge. Did Qin Li and the people of the Qin Dynasty deserve to die?
Her heart wavered slightly. However, she was from the Donghua Clan and the clan leader's daughter. Yu Sheng killed Qin Mengruo, the wife of her senior brother Qian Shanmu, right in front of her.
She and her senior brother Qian Shanmu were both well-versed in music. When they were young, they often learned it from their mother.
Thinking of this, she calmed herself down and continued walking up. At the moment, her clothes were messy and stained with blood, but her eyes were still clear.
The Arhat walked back with difficulty. Then he sat down cross-legged. The Buddha's light shone brightly as he closed his eyes to recover.
Hua Qingqing glanced at him and then at Ye Futian. She was confused. What was good and what was evil?
The Arhat wanted to block Ye Futian's path and kill the demon.
However, the demon in his eyes, Yu Sheng turned into a demon and killed. He protected Ye Futian with everything he had and burned his own life.
Even a demon beast was willing to completely fall into the demon's control to protect its master and not let Ye Futian get hurt.
How could one judge good and evil in the world?
Why did the handsome figure carrying Yu Sheng have such charm? He could kill Qin Li for his friends Ye Wuchen and Liu Chenyu at all costs. From Ye Wuchen's and Liu Chenyu's point of view, he was a friend worth giving his life to. Therefore, they could live and die together.
Hua Qingqing loved music since she was young. She had a pure heart and didn't like scheming. She didn't care about the grudges of the world. However, this trip to Sky Mountain had shaken her state of mind.
Perhaps it was as her mother had said. In the world of cultivation, it was too difficult to maintain a pure heart forever.
Because of her noble status and the protection of her parents, she could always protect that purity.
On the mountain path, three figures, one in front and one at the back, seemed to never know fatigue. They were all tired but had to continue forward.
The wind and snow were still blowing. The sky was filled with frost. Snow kept falling on them. Ye Futian would use Fire Spiritual Qi to expel the coldness and melt the ice and snow.
Hua Qingqing was still not far behind him. The two of them climbed higher and higher. After walking for a long time, Ye Futian turned around and looked at Hua Qingqing. The wind and snow hit his face. Although his eyes were tired, his smile was still as bright as ever.
"I have a girlfriend. It's useless even if you keep chasing after her," Ye Futian said. Hua Qingqing was stunned. She blinked a few times, then continued to walk upwards. "That's right," Ye Futian said.
"Ah, being good-looking is so troublesome." Ye Futian was depressed. It was so tiring to continue.
As time passed, on the snow-covered mountain path, the figures in front and behind seemed exceptionally small, giving off a sense of loneliness.
They went higher and higher. Gradually, when they looked up, they could see the sky.
They were almost at the peak of Sky Mountain.
Here, the evil thoughts were terrifying. An invisible force pressed down on them. It was as if they were carrying the entire mountain on their backs.
Ye Futian paused for a moment, then continued to walk upwards. Every step he took left a footprint in the snow. Every step was extremely heavy.
But he still walked without stopping.
Behind him, Hua Qingqing also took one footprint at a time. She was very, very slow.
She heard that people with pure hearts could have a chance to reach Sky Mountain.
Then, what about Ye Futian?
She looked up at the figure in front of her. What kind of person was he, carrying Yu Sheng forward in the snow?
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