Before the Xuan Guang Mirror, everyone suddenly stood up.

"Demon... Demonic cultivator!"

The sect disciples' legs went weak, and they stumbled backward, their faces pale with fear as they stared at the churning demonic energy.

The people of the Loose Cultivator City swallowed hard, muttering, "This...is our son-in-law?...He looks incredibly powerful! We don't think we can beat him. Are we really going to let him take our Little White away like this?"

"If he's strong enough, he won't disgrace Xiaobai, and he might even be a decent match for our Xiaobai."

Having heard something, the person in the demonic blood mist let out a soft laugh.

The demonic energy rapidly spread in all directions, revealing human figures within it.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

The man was dressed in black, his robes embroidered with black fire patterns fluttering in the wind. His handsome face was exquisitely carved like jade, his jade-like face as bright as the moon, his black ink gleaming coldly. Between his brows was a black, blazing fire pattern, flamboyant and sharp.

Everyone fell silent.

"Isn't that Xuan Xi from the city gate..."

"Peak Golden Core cultivation?"

"How could this aura possibly belong to someone at the peak of the Golden Core stage?!"

Chen Lingzi and Yu Gangzi stared intently at the figure in the Xuan Guang Mirror, their eyes filled with indescribable shock and disbelief.

Only those with Mahayana cultivation can see that the person in the mirror is not human, but...

"Clone!"

"What kind of Mahayana cultivator could create an avatar?! And at the peak of the Golden Core stage at that!"

Tongsu watched him walk slowly towards her, stop in front of her, and smile as he took her hand: "You've lost weight."

"It's good to be thin."

She spoke, only then realizing how excited she sounded. Reflected in his eyes, she saw an uncontrollable, radiant smile on her face.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she felt as if she could only see his figure in this world, and just hearing his voice made her heart feel as sweet and intoxicating as if a honey pot had been overturned.

"It's too thin, it's uncomfortable to hold."

He chuckled softly, his sharp eyes now filled with a deep smile, and gently kissed the back of her hand. "Go, let me see how strong you are now."

Feng Yinyue, trapped by demonic energy and unable to escape in any direction, already had an unpredictable expression. Now, hearing his words, it seemed he wanted her to practice swordsmanship with Bai Tong. Her eyes immediately blazed with rage, as if she wanted to burn him to ashes.

"A clone? I didn't even recognize you, and you actually went so far as to create a clone to help her..."

Feng Yinyue, covered in blood, stared at Tongsu with hatred. Her face was a complex mix of pleasure, disgust, jealousy, and resentment, as if she were intoxicated by her upcoming trump card. Her face was flushed and shiny with smugness.

"Do you people still think Bai Tong is a truly pure and innocent person? Do you dare ask Bai Tong who taught her the 'Slaying Evil Sword'? Do you dare ask Bai Tong who the current ruler of the Demon Realm, the Crimson Nether Demon Lord, really is?"

Feng Yinyue's smile grew even more ferocious. She pointed at Tong Su and said, word by word:

"Bai Tong, do you dare tell everyone what this man's name is?!"

Both inside and outside the Xuan Guang Mirror, everyone who heard this question suddenly looked up, their mouths agape.

The meaning of this sentence, the meaning of this sentence...

The Immortal City Palace was deathly silent, with countless eyes staring in shock at Chen Lingzi.

Chen Lingzi's face suddenly turned ashen, and he closed his eyes in dejection.

Silent default.

Feng Yinyue looked up and saw that Tong Su still had a calm and composed expression on her face!

Wait a minute, why is Bai Tong...?

Not a trace of fear or dread?