The laughter was a demonic sound that filled the ears, causing people to lose their souls and even their nascent souls to tremble and dissipate. A sense of unease gripped everyone. The Guangming Sect leader, still dizzy and disoriented, had barely managed to get to his feet when a fellow disciple urgently cried out, "Senior brother, why aren't you activating the formation yet?"

Shen Wangshu looked at his fellow disciples who took it all for granted.

“Activate it again, and he will die.” Her cold voice echoed in the hall.

Although she was a Nascent Soul cultivator and had just severed one of the Demon Sect Master's arms, no one in the main hall truly believed that she could withstand the Demon Sect Master.

Hearing her sarcastic remarks, someone immediately forgot their fear of her and shouted angrily, "If it weren't for your damned fox, we would have already killed the Demon Sect Master!"

The light arrow had already taken shape, seemingly capable of obliterating the Demon Sect Master at any moment. If it succeeded, they wouldn't have anything to worry about here anymore. More people showed their dissatisfaction and urged, urgently saying to the Guangming Sect Leader, "Sect Leader, use your divine skill! We beg you to save our fellow disciples!" Seeing the Guangming Sect Leader clutching his chest and panting, seemingly injured, they immediately began to criticize Xiao Xuan.

It was this damned fox that sent the old man flying with a single swipe of its paw.

“I told him that if he activates the magic circle again, he’s doomed,” Shen Wangshu said, squinting.

The cultivators in the hall ignored these words.

The sect leader of Guangming Sect staggered toward the magic array.

Xi Wu Daojun sighed softly, stopped him, and looked in the direction of Shen Wangshu.

The sect leader of Guangming Sect only looked up at this moment, his lips trembling as he silently uttered a single word to Shen Wangshu.

"escape!"

Shen Wangshu looked at the old man with a complicated expression and lowered his eyes.

She had just seen that the reason the light arrow was poised to be released was not because it was confronting the Demon Sect Master, but because the Guangming Sect Master's cultivation and spiritual power could not support the formation to release this arrow technique. The consequence of forcibly activating it was that the Guangming Sect Master would be drained of his life force and become dead beyond any hope of survival.

But his efforts seemed taken for granted, and no one paid any attention to them. She pursed her lips, shook her head at the Guangming Sect Master, and with a flash of sword light, flew into the sky, meeting the eyes of the Demon Sect Master. Their spiritual light shone as they rose and fell.

"Lingxiao!" The sect leader of Guangming Sect thought she was going to her death and let out a wail.

He coughed up blood as he struggled to speak, and tears streamed down his face.

Xi Wu Daojun sighed, patted the little head of the black fox in his arms, and was about to fly to Shen Wangshu's side.

A beam of light streaked down from the sky, knocking the handsome young man into the main hall, where he tumbled into a heap with the Guangming Sect Master. A snow-white fox licked its paws, which had just committed a misdeed, with smug satisfaction, and then proudly circled around high in the sky.

Of course, the only one who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Shushu is Lord Xiaoxuan!

Everyone else has to keep fighting!

Thinking this, the fox saw the tall, gloomy middle-aged man opposite it and let out a huge, threatening growl. It wanted to pounce on him and crush him with one claw, but when it turned its little head and saw the fighting spirit on Shen Wangshu's face, it folded its furry ears and only hooked its tail around Shen Wangshu's neck, without sticking its head out.

It knew that Shen Wangshu was not a woman who liked to hide in the background, and it also knew how beautiful Shen Wangshu was at this moment, radiant and full of vigor. It was willing to grant her glory and boundless fame, and it was willing to remain behind her…

The fox behind the scenes.

It nodded its little head, gave itself a thumbs up for its noble sentiments, and felt that it deserved a reward of several hundred years of dual cultivation for this.

"Lingxiao, you are indeed cunning!" The Guangming Sect Master was a fool and a useless person with poor eyesight, unable to discern Shen Wangshu's cultivation level. However, the Demon Sect Master was the one who had taken this step, so he was naturally familiar with the aura emanating from Shen Wangshu.

This ability to effortlessly manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with every gesture must have surpassed the simple Nascent Soul stage. He had long suspected that Shen Wangshu was already halfway to the Great Ascension stage, and he was astonished by her forbearance. He looked at Shen Wangshu with even greater vigilance and muttered, "You went to great lengths to provoke me into making a move, all for this moment, to kill me, isn't that right?!"

With such deep-seated cunning and malice, who exactly is the demonic cultivator?!

"Whatever you say, that's fine." She had only just advanced, but she couldn't say it outright.

Otherwise, if people ask why she suddenly advanced in level, would she say it's because dual cultivation is so powerful?

Lingxiao Daojun is not thin-skinned, but he is not this thick-skinned.

Shen Wangshu narrowed her eyes, holding a chillingly cold spiritual sword in her hand, and said in an icy voice, "If you didn't come with ulterior motives, why would you be arguing with me here today? Don't you know that Guangming Sect is still under my protection?! Since you're causing trouble at this time, you're slapping me in the face, how could I let you off?" She raised her eyes, a faint smile appearing on her cold face, ice and snow gathered in her hand, and a frosty white sword light formed on the longsword, almost instantly transforming into a huge sword shadow floating above her head, emitting sharp sword cries.

The sword light surged forth from the sword shadow, pointing directly at the Demon Sect Master.

"Lingxiao! Do you really intend to fight me to the death?!"

The disciples of Guangming Sect below, protected by Lingxiao Daozun's frost, cheered with relief at surviving the ordeal. Then they heard a conversation coming from the two people who were locked in a standoff above.

Surprisingly, the Demon Sect Master, who should have been arrogant and domineering, seemed to show some fear.

The white-clad woman, her figure appearing and disappearing amidst the endless light of the clouds, stood against the wind, yet her presence was so striking that it was impossible to look away.

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