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215: Save Xu LiThe violent spiritual energy turbulence and the sinister Demonic Essence Evil Qi tore and annihilated each other, emitting a grating hissing sound, stirring up the black dust on the ground, forming patches of murky vortices.

That sharp but nearly shattered Sword Intent, unique to Xu Li, pierced through the chaotic energy field like the final howl of a wounded lone wolf, clearly stinging everyone’s Divine Sense.

Lin Jingyu fully activated the Spirit Refining Art, his powerful Mental Energy acting like the most precise radar, cautiously navigating and perceiving within the corrosive and chaotic energy storm.

He could not only ”see” the fierce energy collision ahead but also vaguely ”hear” the uncomfortable sizzling sound of Demonic Essence eroding the protective spiritual light, and Xu Li’s heavy, bellows-like gasps.

The deathly silence and decay of this Secret Realm were now completely shattered by blood and brutality, with a rusty, bloody smell interwoven in the air.

The five-person team, led by Feng Xixi, moved like a swift wind sweeping through the night, silently yet incredibly fast, through a particularly sinister withered forest.

The trees here were even more grotesquely twisted, their branches gnarled and intertwined, like countless desperate ghostly claws reaching towards the gray sky, casting mottled and broken shadows on the ground.

The black soil underfoot became increasingly hard and cold, and stepping on it produced a faint, chilling crunch, similar to crushing bone fragments.

Finally, the view ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a wide, rocky clearing.

The sight that greeted them instantly stole everyone’s breath, causing the experienced Feng Xixi’s Phoenix eyes to narrow slightly.

Lin Jingyu, following behind her, felt his heart violently shake, a chill mixed with anger rushing to his head.

In the center of the rocky beach, the scene was as tragic as a Shura battlefield.

Xu Li knelt on the ground, covered in blood. His moon-white cyan robe, a symbol of his status as an Inner Disciple of Qinglan Sect, was already so stained by blood, Devilish Qi, and mud that its original color was unrecognizable, with torn strips of cloth barely clinging to his body.

His face was as pale as gold leaf, his lips cracked, and the continuously overflowing blood carried a shocking hint of black Qi, clearly indicating severe internal injuries.

The long sword in his hand, once shimmering like autumn water, was now broken, only half a dull, broken blade remaining in his grasp, its spirituality completely lost.

Not far from him, the surprisingly heavy Xu Shousheng lay unconscious amidst the rocks, his face like gold leaf, eyes tightly shut, with several gruesome wounds crisscrossing his large body.

His breath was so faint it was almost imperceptible; his life or death was unknown.

Attacking them were five Demonic Cultivators dressed in uniform black demonic robes, with terrifying blood-colored flame patterns embroidered on the corners of their robes.

Three of them had vast and chilling auras, clearly masters of the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Demonic Path! The other two were also at the Peak of the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining!

They were not attacking chaotically but had formed a strange, sinister combined battle formation, shrouded in black Qi.

Streaks of ink-black demonic light, emanating an aura of Devour and corrosion, continuously wrapped around and impacted from different angles, like living venomous pythons.

They were wearing down Xu Li’s already cracked and flickering protective Sword Intent light shield. Each collision produced a heart-pounding hissing sound, and the Sword Intent light shield would dim a little.

Xu Li’s eyes were bloodshot, but his gaze was terrifyingly bright, a look of extreme madness and desperation that erupted after abandoning all hope of survival.

He roared hoarsely, his voice broken by pain and exhaustion, yet imbued with an iron will:

”Scum of the Demonic Cult! You want this Old Man Xu Mou’s head?

Come on! Come and take it head-on! Don’t be like maggots in a gutter, only daring to hide behind the formation and spew your unseemly Devilish Qi!”

”Today, even if Xu Mou’s Dao Foundation is completely destroyed and his Divine Soul perishes, I will drag you vile demons along with me!”

Before his words finished, an extremely dangerous and unstable terrifying fluctuation suddenly erupted from his body.

The surrounding space began to violently twist and ripple, as if unable to withstand this destructive energy about to explode.

His remaining Sword Intent hummed under the strain, and fine beads of blood appeared on his skin—the ultimate sign of completely burning his life Origin, self-detonating the core of his Sword Intent and all his cultivation of many years.

After burning out, it could unleash the strongest power in a fleeting moment of glory.

Its power would be enough to engulf and annihilate this rocky beach and even the surrounding Demonic Cultivators! But the price would be the complete destruction of his Sword Intent Foundation.

From then on, he would become a cripple!

His immortal path would be severed!

The Demonic Cultivators apparently also sensed this mutual destruction threat, and their offensive involuntarily slowed, their formation slightly retreating, attempting to create distance while activating their Demonic Essence to strengthen their defenses.

Just at this critical moment, the final silence before the self-detonation.

”Fellow Daoist Xu Mou, don’t!”

A loud shout came from afar.

Causing Xu Li to involuntarily stop the Sword Intent he was about to self-detonate.

”Demonic fiends! How dare you act so brazenly!”

A delicate shout, as cold as ten thousand years of profound ice, yet containing monstrous anger, suddenly exploded like Nine Heavens thunder.

Before the voice faded, several figures had already shot out from the shadows of the withered forest like lightning tearing through the gloom, their speed far exceeding the Demonic Cultivators’ reaction limits.

Feng Xixi, at the forefront, her elegant long dress moved without wind, surrounded by a biting cold Qi.

In her jade hand, at some unknown point, she held a long sword that was entirely translucent, as if condensed from extreme ice crystals.

It was her Spiritual Artifact — the ice soul cold light sword!

Man and sword became one, transforming into a dazzling ice-blue streak of light, aimed directly at the most core and most vulnerable point of the combined battle formation’s energy flow: the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Demonic Cultivator presiding over the formation’s eye!

When that Demonic Cultivator realized it, the chilling Sword Intent that froze the Divine Soul was already upon him! In his horror, he roared, ”Who are you?! Courting death!”

He fully activated a white bone demonic banner in his hand, carved with a hideous ghost head, and rolling black smoke transformed into a ghost head shield to protect himself.

”Crack, hiss!”

However, that seemingly sinister and sturdy ghost head shield was as fragile as paper in the face of Feng Xixi’s pure and extreme ice-cold sword light!

Where the sword light passed, the shield was instantly torn apart! The Demonic Cultivator didn’t even have time to react a second time before the ice-blue sword light, like a venomous snake, drilled into his defensive opening.

It precisely pierced his shoulder blade! The extreme cold Sword Qi instantly erupted, not only freezing his wound.

But also frantically invading his Qi meridians, causing half of his body to instantly lose sensation, and his Demonic Essence circulation abruptly halted.

”Ugh!”

The Demonic Cultivator let out a tragic scream, retreating rapidly, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

The battle formation, due to the injury of its controller, immediately showed a fatal stagnation.

At the same time, the other three experts who followed Feng Xixi also seized this fleeting opportunity and attacked resolutely.

”Star River Bind!”

Shopkeeper Shui Sheng lightly raised her delicate hand, and a clear, flowing spiritual water ribbon, like a reversed star river, appeared out of thin air, incredibly flexible yet containing powerful binding force.

It instantly wrapped around another Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Demonic Cultivator who was attempting to fill the gap.

That Demonic Cultivator roared repeatedly, wildly slashing with his demonic blade, but for a time he couldn’t cut through the continuously flowing water ribbon, which had strong force-dissipating properties, and was temporarily separated from the battle formation.