Just as everyone was in astonishment, the demons of the demon realm suddenly cried out, "Your Excellency!"

Sikong Ren appeared; at such a crucial moment, Sikong Ren appeared.

Gao Feng covered his eyes, "What kind of crazy commotion is this?"

Pei Zhi took the initiative to kiss Zhong Changyuan, and Sikong Ren witnessed it.

The sect leader of the Miaoyin Sect mocked, "Sect Leader, if you keep going like this, won't you end up with neither of your two sons-in-law?"

Upon seeing Sikong Ren, Zhong Changyuan disregarded what Pei Zhi had just given him.

Zhong Changyuan grabbed Pei Zhi and pulled her into his arms, clearly intending to show off his power.

"You've come at the perfect time. Since you've seen it with your own eyes, there's no need for me to say anything more."

Sikong Ren didn't say anything, but simply reached out to Pei Zhi, gesturing for her to come over.

Pei Zhi tried to struggle when she saw this, but she couldn't break free.

"Pei Zhi, stop jumping around like that and making me angry."

"What I just gave you was the antidote."

Zhong Changyuan didn't quite understand: "What?"

Pei Zhi looked at Zhong Changyuan and explained, "From now on, you won't have any more episodes each month."

Pei Zhi pushed Zhong Changyuan's hand away and then knelt down before him without hesitation.

"Master, please stop hitting me. It's not worth it."

Zhong Changyuan wiped his lips, only now understanding Pei Zhi's actions.

Pei Zhi was planning to sever the last thread of connection between the two of them.

Then, Pei Zhihao went off to have a good time with Sikong Ren?

Zhong Changyuan would never agree to this, even if it meant death; "You want me to grant your wish? You're dreaming."

"Sikong Ren, if you're a man, don't hide behind her."

Sikong Ren readily agreed: "Sure, but our affairs are none of the business of the two realms."

Zhong Changyuan ordered, "Today, this is a conflict between me and Sikong Ren; there is no need for outsiders to interfere."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Zhong Changyuan charged forward with his sword, and Sikong Ren, not to be outdone, transformed into his demon form.

Pei Zhi tried to stop him, but Gao Shijie quickly stopped her.

"Don't go. Going up there now is just suicide."

Judging from the way Zhong Changyuan and Sikong Ren are acting, it seems they're destined to fight to the death.

People from both the cultivation and demon realms spontaneously erected barriers, fearing they would be affected by the spiritual energy.

The fight lasted for a day and a night, and still no winner was decided.

Zhong Changyuan and Sikong Ren both had a lot of bloodstains on their clothes, but it was unclear whose they were.

Pei Zhi had been watching the battle closely, and she noticed that Sikong Ren was acting strangely.

Sikong Ren suddenly transformed into human form, then coughed up a mouthful of blood, and demonic markings appeared on his face.

Pei Zhi knew that Sikong Ren was about to lose control of himself again.

If Sikong Ren loses his mind during the crucial moment of his battle with Zhong Changyuan, he will be doomed.

Clearly, Zhong Changyuan wouldn't give Sikong Ren any time to recover, and directly swung his sword at Sikong Ren with all his might.

"Pei Zhi!" Gao Shijie was frozen in place by Pei Zhi and could only shout angrily.

But it was no use; Pei Zhifei had already stepped in front of Sikong Ren.

Zhong Changyuan's sword strike was so powerful that even Pei Zhi, who was currently at the Golden Core stage, was no match for him.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator will die.

Pei Zhi had never been in so much pain before. It felt as if all the bones in her body had been crushed and her flesh had been fried in oil.

No one expected Pei Zhi to rush out; Pei Zhi is really reckless.

Sikong Ren, who was in a daze, was about to defend against Zhong Changyuan's sword strike when he discovered that Pei Zhi was blocking his way.

For a moment, Sikong Ren was somewhat taken aback.

Immediately, Sikong Ren quickly helped Pei Zhi up after she fell.

Sikong Ren looked terrified. "Pei Zhi, don't scare me."

Pei Zhi was in so much pain that her whole body was trembling, and blood was flowing uncontrollably from her mouth. She couldn't utter a single complete sentence.

Seeing this, Sikong Ren quickly channeled his demonic power into Pei Zhi, hoping to make her feel better.

But everyone knew that Pei Zhi was doomed.

Pei Zhi swallowed the blood in her throat: "Originally, I wanted to have a wedding ceremony with you."

Pei Zhi originally thought that since Sikong Ren was so foolish, she wanted to do something for him.

In the end, she did not marry Sikong Ren.

Sikong Ren broke down and shouted, "Don't speak! I'll heal you, don't speak!"

Pei Zhi sighed: "I told you long ago that I would die with you."

Sikong Ren held Pei Zhi tightly: "I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die, Pei Zhi, I want you to live well."

Sikong Ren discovered that his demonic power could not remain in Pei Zhi's body.

The demonic power that was channeled in quickly dissipated.

"Aren't you always the most clever? What are you doing rushing over here? I don't need your protection."

Pei Zhi looked at Zhong Changyuan, "Master, stop fighting."

Zhong Changyuan gripped the Divine Sword tightly, still reeling from the shock of injuring Pei Zhi.

Zhong Changyuan sheathed his sword and squatted down in front of Pei Zhi. He wanted to touch Pei Zhi, but he didn't dare.

Is Pei Zhi in this state because he injured her?

Pei Zhi grabbed Sikong Ren's hand, preventing him from wasting his demonic power.

Pei Zhi, barely holding on, said, "Sikong Ren, I'm afraid of the dark. Don't keep me waiting too long."

Sikong Ren understood what Pei Zhi meant, but he couldn't accept that Pei Zhi had disappeared from his sight.

He had planned it all out; Pei Zhi would live a very free life after his death.

Pei Zhi can do whatever she wants, even if she wants to support a man, as long as Pei Zhi is happy.

Pei Zhi looked at Zhong Changyuan, "Master, I'm sorry."

After saying this, Pei Zhi could no longer hold on and stopped breathing.

Sikong Ren shouted, "Pei Zhi, Zhizhi, don't scare me!"

Zhong Changyuan closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

Pei Zhi is dead. He killed her with his own hands. He was wrong.

He shouldn't have been so stubborn; he should have listened to Pei Zhi and stopped sooner.

It was him who caused this situation; it's all his fault.

Gao Feng gave Pei Tianming a push, "Sect Leader... Zhizhi is gone, go see her one last time."

Pei Tianming was stunned for a moment, then seemed to realize what was happening.

Pei Tianming walked up to Sikong Ren and said, "I beg the Demon Lord to return my daughter's body. I want to take her back to Tianyuan Sect."

Sikong Ren held Pei Zhi tightly, seemingly not hearing Pei Tianming's words.

Pei Tianming said unhappily, "Demon Lord, my daughter has passed away. As her father, I must take her back."

Sikong Ren raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Pei Tianming. "You want to take her away? Only if I die."

Pei Tianming choked up for a moment, "My daughter is dead, I want her to rest in peace."

"She wants to stay here."

Pei Tianming turned to look at Zhong Changyuan, who was speaking, seemingly somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected Zhong Changyuan to speak up for Sikong Ren.

After saying this, Zhong Changyuan vanished into thin air.

Zhong Changyuan left, and Pei Tianming couldn't argue with him, besides... Pei Zhi was already dead.

Even if we recover Pei Zhi's body, it won't make a difference.

In the final life-or-death battle between the two realms, only one person died.

Zhong Changyuan's apprentice, and Sikong Ren's wife.