Just then, something unexpected happened: an invisible force suddenly blocked Luo Zhen's attack for Xia Wanqing.

"How could you possibly withstand a single blow from this sect?!" Luo Zhen, who had taken a step back, was filled with shock.

Xia Wanqing sneered, her face full of smugness: "Hmph, you want to kill me? Dream on!"

"I don't believe it! I can't kill you!" Xiao Yan suddenly attacked, but the next moment he froze.

Xia Wanqing appeared behind him without his noticing, and with one claw, she dug into his chest. Feeling his spiritual power and cultivation dissipate, Xiao Yan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Yuan Ji exclaimed in surprise: "It's the Yin-Yang Jade Ring, a sacred artifact of our demon race!"

"Master." Qiyue looked at Lou Xuanzhi, making no attempt to hide her desire for help.

Lou Xuanzhi's slightly reddened eyes held a hint of madness: "Just you wait, little guy."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed towards Xia Wanqing, and in the next instant appeared behind her, striking her in the chest with a palm strike.

The Yin-Yang Jade Ring suddenly burst forth with astonishing light, blocking most of the attack for Xia Wanqing. Even so, Xia Wanqing was still injured, spitting out blood as she fell from the sky.

"puff!"

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xia Wanqing tasted the metallic sweetness in her mouth, looked at Lou Xuanzhi with apprehension, and desperately called out to the disciples of Hengyang Sect.

"Hengyang Sect disciples, heed my command! Block this man for our sect!"

She clutched her chest and screamed, but no one answered her; all she heard were screams and the glint of swords.

Looking around, the disciples of Hengyang Sect had already been cornered by the disciples of Holy Sect.

Before her eyes lay the red stains of countless lives and blood, and the gazes of everyone who looked at her with disgust, hatred, or contempt. Of all these gazes, there was one she hated the most.

It's July.

She looked down at Xia Wanqing from her pale yellow dress, her eyes filled with mocking sarcasm and utter contempt.

It was her, it was all her fault. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be in this situation today!

Xia Wanqing glared at Qiyue with hatred in her eyes, which were as sharp as a venomous snake. Qiyue narrowed her eyes, about to make a move, but a figure was faster than her.

It was Yuan Ji. She transformed into a blur, struck Xia Wanqing's chest with her palm, and then pulled out a black and white jade ring, which was the sacred object of the demon race—the Yin-Yang Jade Ring.

With her most precious possession taken away, Xia Wanqing's eyes turned red, and she rushed towards Yuan Ji without a second thought: "Beast! How dare you steal my treasure!"

Yuan Ji sneered, "Shameless! When did my demon race's sacred artifact become something worse than a pig or a dog like you? I'll tear your mouth apart!"

A magical whip lashed out, whistling through the air as it swept towards Xia Wanqing. Xia Wanqing's pupils constricted, and she dodged it with a swift movement, only to be struck squarely in the back by a sword.

She turned her head angrily, and there was a face she knew all too well.

Xue Ling'er.

Seeing Xue Ling'er's familiar face, Xia Wanqing's eyes widened in fury: "It's you, you bitch! How could you still be alive!"

Xue Ling'er sneered: "If someone as utterly depraved as you is still alive, why can't I?"

Enraged, Xia Wanqing retaliated with her sword, aiming straight for Xue Ling'er's throat: "I'll kill her—".

"Ah!!!" But the words were cut short by a scream, and the sword in his hand crashed to the ground. It was Ouyang Zhen.

Seeing Xia Wanqing lying on the ground in excruciating pain with her severed hand, Ouyang Zhen looked at Qiyue, bowed deeply, and his eyes welled up with tears: "My son, today I will avenge you!"

He stared at Xia Wanqing with bloodshot eyes. Xia Wanqing, her face pale, backed away, looking at her severed hand, and quickly took out a pill and swallowed it.

Qi Yue watched as Xia Wanqing was forced back step by step by Ouyang Zhen, her face full of pleasure.

[They really squandered a winning hand.]

Although it's not what I expected, it couldn't be more fitting to send someone on their way.

Lou Xuanzhi's eyes shone brightly. Could he finally send the chosen one on his way? He had been waiting for this day for far too long.

Xie Ji'an and the others also looked very pleased. After killing the person destined for greatness, there was nothing in this world that could suppress them!

Almost everyone acted at the same time.

"Aaaaaaah!!!!"

After a heart-wrenching scream, Xia Wanqing collapsed in a pool of blood, her bones broken, staring at the people in front of her with a pained expression.

Things happened so fast that Luo Zhen, who had missed his chance to take revenge, stopped in his tracks, looking at the dying Xia Wanqing from behind.

Qiyue stepped forward and bent down to look at Xia Wanqing, a smile on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

"I'd like to see who can help you replenish your spiritual roots today."

She spoke softly, then raised her hand and ripped out Xia Wanqing's spiritual root, destroying it completely under Xia Wanqing's horrified and painful gaze.

Fearing that his little apprentice would be misunderstood, Lou Xuanzhi used the Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Mirror to recreate the scene where Xia Wanqing and Luo Wuji used a secret technique to steal Qiyue's spiritual root.

At that moment, everyone understood why Xia Wanqing, who was clearly a good-for-nothing, had soared to great heights.

His eyes were filled with horror.

"To have one's spiritual root ripped out while still alive! The pain is simply unimaginable!"

"No wonder the Hengyang Sect has always claimed that its disciples have defected..."

"It's not entirely the fault of the Hengyang Sect, isn't there also the Holy Sect?"

"If Luo Wuji had known that he would eventually die at the hands of the woman he loved so dearly, I wonder if he would still have done such a heinous thing!"

The disciples of the Crimson Fire Sect and the Alchemy Guild were discussing it animatedly.

Qi Yue smiled and tapped the communication token twice. Before long, people from the Liuyun Sect and the Kunlun Holy Land arrived.

After severing Xia Wanqing's tendons, Qiyue fed her a pill and handed her over to Ji Su.

Xia Wanqing's breathing gradually became steady, but her hair and skin withered and dried up at a visible speed.

"July! You will die a horrible death!!!" Even her shouts sounded dry and unpleasant. Ji Su frowned, raised his hand and fed her a pill. Xia Wanqing spat out a mouthful of blood and fell silent.

Qi Yue turned around and stared at Ji Su.

Ji Su's face paled, and she quickly explained, "Junior Uncle, don't worry, I didn't kill her. She's still alive, but she's been poisoned and can't speak. However, I'll cure her as soon as we get back to the sect."

"Hmm." The gloom in Qiyue's eyes finally dissipated, and she walked to Lou Xuanzhi's side.

Xia Wanqing can't die like this. We agreed on a thousand cuts, and not a single cut should be spared.

The malicious thoughts made Lou Xuanzhi and the others' expressions change several times, and they all thought of the same word.

A living Yama.

Le Luoxi couldn't help but glance at Qiyue a few times: Hiss, the living Yama is actually right next to me.

Yun Huai's eyes were deep: Evil cultivators are nothing! Junior Sister is the real deal!

Zhuo Ziyu, all brawn and no brains: Junior sister has such a good memory! You keep your word!

"Now, it's your turn." Qi Yue looked at Luo Zhen, a kind smile blooming on her face.