Chapter 91 The Cat That Can't Be Kept

A horrifying scene took place. The flesh on his broken arm squirmed wildly, and his bones creaked. In just two or three breaths, a complete arm grew back!

However, the skin of the new arm was of a strange color, as if it was made of blood crystals.

Bai Wuchang's strength seemed to have skyrocketed due to the large amount of blood crystals he absorbed. A red light flashed in his eyes, and his ruthlessness rose again.

Their most important formation and refined blood crystals are located underground, and they must not be discovered by this person. He must stop him, or... kill him!

Bai Wuchang shouted loudly, and the demonic energy in his new arm surged, transforming into a huge dark red ghost claw. With a shrill scream, it suddenly grabbed the black figure and Bai Qingchen in his arms.

Xuanyuan's eyes were on the person in his arms from beginning to end.

He didn't even look up to see Bai Wuchang's terrifying attack, but just lowered his head slightly and used his fingertips to lightly brush away Bai Qingchen's sweat-soaked hair.

Feeling the abnormal energy fluctuations in his body, he frowned slightly, and a gentle yet powerful force passed through his palm and slowly entered Bai Qingchen's body, helping him suppress the turbulent and boiling demon blood and relieve the burning pain.

Bai Qingchen was in extreme pain and burning sensation, his consciousness was blurred, he only felt a cool and familiar breath enveloping him, relieving the unbearable heat.

He unconsciously rubbed towards the source of coolness, his hot cheek pressed against the slightly cool neck of the person who came, and uttered a very soft, dependent and aggrieved mutter: "A Yuan..."

Xuan Yuan's body stiffened slightly, almost imperceptibly.

At this time, Bai Wuchang's ghost claws had already arrived, but when it was still three feet away from Xuanyuan, it seemed to hit an invisible but indestructible wall, making a dull loud noise.

The dark red evil energy splattered and dissipated wildly, and the black figure's clothes didn't even flutter.

Bai Wuchang was horrified, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He absorbed so many blood crystals that the power of this attack was close to the late Jindan stage, and it couldn't even break the opponent's protective spiritual energy!

Xuan Yuan seemed to be finally annoyed by the noisy fly. He still did not look back, but just freed his left hand and casually waved his sleeve forward.

An invisible force surged out like a tidal wave. Bai Wuchang didn't even see what happened. He just felt that his chest was hit hard by a ten-thousand-ton hammer. He flew backwards uncontrollably, knocking down several walls in succession, and was finally buried in a pile of brick and stone rubble, with no idea whether he was alive or dead.

Xuan Yuan held Bai Qingchen in his arms, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the ruins.

The rubble exploded and Bai Wuchang struggled to get up, covered in blood and looking miserable.

He stared at Xuan Yuan intently, especially when his eyes swept over the faint sword energy around Xuan Yuan and the other party's unfathomable cultivation, a terrible guess suddenly popped up in his mind.

"You...you are the one who killed Chen Chan in Muling!" Bai Wuchang screamed.

Xuan Yuan did not answer. A sword energy condensed from spiritual power emerged out of thin air and pointed directly at Bai Wuchang's eyebrows. The breath of death instantly locked him.

Bai Wuchang's pupils contracted sharply. Under the threat of death, he seemed to remember something. An extremely fanatical look flashed in his eyes, and he actually laughed wildly towards the sky.

"Hahaha! I see! It was you! Chen Chan's death was not unjust! I guess you didn't get anything out of him. Hahaha, although that guy is useless, his loyalty to the High Priest is impeccable!"

He suddenly stopped laughing, glared at Xuan Yuan fiercely, and spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "I won't tell you anything, kill me if you want! The Lord will avenge us, and the priest's plan will surely succeed!"

Xuan Yuan had no expression on his face, but the tip of the sword moved forward a little more, piercing Bai Wuchang's skin. A trickle of blood flowed down, and he spat out a few words coldly.

Upon hearing this, the madness on Bai Wuchang's face froze instantly, his pupils suddenly dilated, and a trace of panic flashed across his eyes that could not be concealed at all.

Impossible! How could he know? Could it be...

His mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts, with fear and fanaticism intertwined. The next moment, a hint of determination suddenly flashed in Bai Wuchang's eyes.

"Now that you know... let's destroy it together!"

He roared and the demonic energy in his body, along with the blood crystal energy that had not been fully absorbed, instantly communicated with the huge blood sacrifice formation underground through some secret method.

"boom--!!!"

The earth shook violently, as if a dragon was turning over.

Terrifying energy fluctuations came from deep underground, and Bai Wuchang detonated the mountain of blood crystals and the entire evil formation without hesitation.

This force is enough to raze the entire Yuelun City to the ground, killing countless lives.

Xuan Yuan frowned, his tone carrying a hint of obvious disgust: "Demon cultivators are always so dirty and troublesome."

He did not choose to teleport away with Bai Qingchen.

The sword energy that had been suspended in the air suddenly surged and transformed into the shadow of a giant sword that held up the sky. The tip of the sword pointed downward, carrying the supreme sword intent, and pierced straight into the violently shaking earth.

An extremely tough and huge barrier suddenly expanded with the sword shadow as its center, instantly covering the core area of ​​the violent explosion, the City Lord's Mansion and its underground caves completely within the barrier.

The earth-shattering explosion was forcibly confined within the barrier, as dull as thunder.

The ground bulged and collapsed wildly, and a terrifying energy shock wave exploded within the barrier. The barrier's light wall shook violently, but it never broke.

Xuan Yuan stood in the center of the barrier, emitting a faint light all over his body, isolating all impacts and dust outside.

He carefully protected the person in his arms more tightly, not letting any vibration affect him.

When the last aftermath of the explosion within the barrier gradually subsided, all that remained at the location of the City Lord's Mansion was a huge charred pit tens of meters deep.

All the evil architectural formations, along with Bai Wuchang himself, had been reduced to ashes and completely annihilated.

Outside the barrier, scattered around were ordinary people who had been captured by the Qingmu Sect. They had been thrown out of the City Lord's Mansion by a spiritual shield just before the explosion.

The dust has settled and everything is silent.

A green figure stood silently not far behind Xuanyuan.

The person who came had a gentle and peaceful aura and a usual smile on his face.

He looked at Xuanyuan's back, and Bai Qingchen, who was in his arms and had completely turned back into a little white cat due to the blood disorder and was falling into a deep sleep.

There was a moment of silence before a gentle voice broke the silence.

"Thank you, Sword Master, for your help. Please hand Ah Qing over to me."

Xuanyuan's arms, which were holding the cat, tightened slightly slightly, and his back looked a little stiff.

He lowered his head, looking at the kitten in his arms, who was sleeping uneasily and occasionally twitching slightly. Complex and inexplicable emotions were surging in the depths of his icy eyes.

The little white cat seemed to sense something and unconsciously rubbed its head against his chest, making a slight whimpering sound.