Ascending, and still ascending.

The whistling wind in my ears gradually slowed down as I ascended, but it didn't stop at all.

There was no light overhead, and pitch blackness beneath our feet; there was nothing but the wind.

Feng Jiutian's spiritual power was weakening, which could be felt from his heavy breathing and tense muscles.

The magic array beneath the Purple Flame Pool will weaken for a period of time before its attraction intensifies. If you cannot escape before then, who knows when you will have another chance? This is an opportunity not to be missed.

As they fly upwards with all their might, Feng Jiutian will probably be unable to speak. If he opens his mouth, the force within him will dissipate, and the two of them will fall together, which is not the outcome Xiang Wan wants to see.

For Xiang Wan, the essence of the purple flame was dispensable, because her body had already been tempered to the extreme in the purple flame, and it was merely a supplement.

As mentioned earlier, the Purple Flame uses demonic energy and spiritual energy as fuel, so the essence of the Purple Flame is the product of the pure demonic energy and spiritual energy being refined, and it can also be reversed. Therefore, what she needs to do now is to transfer the spiritual energy from the essence of the Purple Flame to Feng Jiutian through physical contact, to give him a helping hand.

However, the timing of transferring spiritual power must be just right.

"Elder Xuhua, there seems to be some unusual activity ahead. Should we go and investigate?"

The disciples of the Yijing Sect and the leaders of other sects stationed on the edge of the desolate land all looked up into the distance.

It is said that the weather in the desolate place is unpredictable. Just a moment ago it was sunny, and now it is filled with yellow sand. I wonder how Elder Qiaoyin and the others are doing now.

Xu Hua's expression was grave. The situation ahead was unclear, and it was obvious that Qiao Yin and the others had encountered trouble. However, of those who had come with them, only three were at the Saint Infant stage; the rest were Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators. They hadn't discovered anything yet. If a command error resulted in casualties, the reputation of Yijing Sect among cultivation sects would likely be affected.

At this moment, Xu Hua truly understood Wu Tan's intention. Everything revolved around Qiao Yin; if something went wrong, it would be due to her poor command; if everything went smoothly, it would be because the Yi Jing Sect had foresight. Neither way would it cause any harm, so Xu Hua absolutely could not bring himself to speak up at this time.

"With Elder Qiaoyin's cultivation level, she will definitely find a place to hide when she sees the sandstorm starting to rise. Everyone, please be patient and wait for the sandstorm to pass. If there is no news, it will not be too late for us to go in."

Xu Hua's words made sense, so everyone fell silent and stared intently ahead.

The sandstorm was originally designed to prevent people who entered the circular enclosure from escaping. Since their spiritual energy has been absorbed by the formation, there is no longer any need for it.

As the sandstorm gradually subsided, the people, feeling the suction lessen, were covered in sand by a sudden downpour before they could even stand up. They slapped the sand off their bodies, covered in dust, and stood up in a disheveled state.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! What kind of weather is this! This is the first time in my life I've been buried in sand, what the hell is this bad luck!"

"Come on, you've run out of spiritual energy. Go ahead and yell at the heavens if you dare."

A few of them, feeling indignant, couldn't help but swear.

After embarking on the path of cultivation, these people had never been so disheveled. A little dust was easily wiped away with a hand seal. Unlike now, they were like ordinary people, walking on their own two feet and expressing their discontent with words. After being high-flying cultivators for so long, who would want to be an ordinary person?

Especially for Qiaoyin, her anger had accumulated to a certain degree. If her eyes could breathe fire, then everything around her would probably be reduced to ashes by now.

"What's all the fuss about? Could it get any worse? Quickly collect the puppet remains so I can study this wretched place and figure out what's going on."

Qiaoyin wasn't completely without cultivation, but the little she had left was enough to take down all those around her who only knew how to talk big.

"Elder Qiaoyin, we're not far from the Demon Abyss now. It would be a shame to go back looking so dejected. Since we've come all this way, we should at least find out what's going on so we can have something to say when we get back."

Most people understood the suggestion made by the demon imposter.

If you lose your spiritual power, you can always go back and train it back. But if you can't gather any information at all, that would be incredibly embarrassing.

"Hmph, if you want to die, then go ahead and do it."

With a plan in mind, Qiaoyin took a step and headed towards the Demon Abyss.

Seeing this, everyone followed.

Above the Demon Abyss, Feng Jiutian's spiritual power was almost completely depleted. Her ascent was so slow it could only be described as a snail's pace.

A firefly-like dot of light overhead indicated that the exit was just around the corner; all that remained was this final push.

Feng Jiutian was truly unwilling to give up. They were almost at the exit, but he was already feeling the strain. His spiritual energy was running low, and if he delayed any longer, the formation might reactivate, and he would fall again.

Her upward gaze held the same unwavering resolve. Xiang Wan couldn't see it, but she knew that if things dragged on any longer, Feng Jiutian would likely be forced to struggle with the choice of whether or not to abandon her.

The instant his soft sword paused in mid-air, Xiang Wan suddenly tiptoed, lightly touching his lips to the corner of his mouth, and transferred pure spiritual energy into Feng Jiutian's mouth.

Who doesn't have secrets? The point is to reveal a little of her trump card when Feng Jiutian is at his most desperate. She needs to let him know that she's willing to put herself in danger for his sake.

The cool sensation made Feng Jiutian feel his strength return. With a burst of energy, he shot upwards, carrying Xiang Wan, and landed outside the entrance of the Demon Abyss Cave.

Qiaoyin and the others, who had just arrived at the scene, forgot that they had no spiritual power left. They all raised their hands to attack Feng Jiutian and Xiang Wan, but they only made a gesture and nothing happened.

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