Qi Yu manipulated the wind talisman beneath his feet to dodge the arrow.
The arrow touched the barrier and was bounced back by that invisible force, falling into the lake.
The demonic cultivator holding the bow and arrow was shocked and exclaimed, "What's going on?! There's a barrier?"
He pointed the arrow at Qi Yu and said fiercely, "Where did this barrier come from?! Did you do this?!"
Qi Yu's forehead was covered in sweat.
This barrier wasn't created by demonic cultivators, nor should it have been created by the Flying Star Sect.
If this barrier was set up by the Flying Star Sect, someone should already be dealing with these demonic cultivators with unclear motives.
But apart from this inexplicable barrier, there was no other movement at this moment.
Besides the Blood Fiend Sect and the Flying Star Sect, another force has intervened.
They're hiding behind the scenes, probably hoping to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.
Qi Yu almost wanted to travel back to the time when she was watching the spectacle and slap herself twice.
I'll let you have a good show! I'll let you have a good show!
Well, that's terrible. I was just passing by, but now I've been dragged into this mess.
The demonic cultivators chanted incomprehensible incantations, their hands brimming with spiritual energy. At the leader's command, they unleashed their power towards Qi Yu.
"Prepare to die!"
Qi Yu took a deep breath, took out the water-repelling bead that Yi Xiangfeng had given her from her storage ring, and put it in her mouth.
She removed the wind talisman from her feet, experienced the feeling of weightlessness, and plunged headfirst into the water.
The demonic cultivators on the water, seeing her fall into the lake, assumed they had killed the female cultivator and continued attacking the gray dragon.
In the grayish-red lake water, a small, pearl-shaped bubble shone brightly.
With the water-repelling pearl in her mouth, Qi Yu slowly swam towards the bottom of the lake.
The scene is exactly the same as when I first entered.
The lake was extremely large, but strangely, there were no fish in it; all that could be seen was the lower half of the gray dragon's body rolling around in the water.
Such a large lake, and only one dragon?
Is this reasonable?
Qi Yu swam for a while longer, and all she saw were some water plants.
It wasn't until she swam to the bottom of the lake that the remains of some large fish were revealed.
And then there's An Rong'er, unconscious and enveloped in something semi-transparent.
That thing must have been a high-grade protective gear; otherwise, according to common sense, An Rong'er would have already suffocated to death by now.
No wonder the system didn't accuse her of murder; instead, it gave her a psychological attack.
Qi Yu sighed softly and looked up at the gray dragon.
A steady stream of scarlet blood gushed from its body, polluting the lake water and making it increasingly less visible.
Finally, half an hour later, the gray dragon let out a mournful cry and slammed its proud head heavily into the water.
Bamboo Princess exclaimed with elation, "We've succeeded! Quickly, cut it open and find the relic of the god!"
"In the belly of this beast!"
"Tear this wicked beast that dares to steal the relics of the gods to pieces!"
"Tear him to pieces!"
"Tear him to pieces!!"
The demonic cultivators swarmed towards the gray dragon, their sharp weapons hacking wildly at its corpse, tearing off chunks of flesh and throwing them into the lake.
A piece of flesh as big as her head fell from beside Qi Yu. She looked at the flesh falling like rain on the water with some fear.
Demonic cultivators...
Bamboo Princess's hands were covered in blood. She held a knife in both hands and kept cutting and discarding the flesh and blood from the gray dragon's body.
Suddenly, her hand paused, and she trembled as she pulled out that unusually eerie red from the flesh.
It was something shaped like a feather.
"Found it!"
"I've found a relic of the gods!"
The other demonic cultivators abruptly stopped, their eyes fixed on that splash of red with fascination.
"god……"
Bamboo Princess held the crimson feather high, as if she were holding the most sacred thing in time.
"The Holy Maiden has said that our god Qiyan will soon reappear, and this divine feather is the first gift we present to welcome the god's descent!!"
"Restore the glory of God!"
The demonic cultivators roared, "Restore the glory of the gods!!"
Qi Yu hid inside the water bubble of the water-repelling bead. The sounds on the water's surface were indistinct, but he could vaguely hear some fanatical chants of "God!" and "God!"
She touched the hairs standing on end on her body and deeply realized the horror of cults.
It's absolutely deadly.
Suddenly, a figure appeared beside her.
The man glanced at her a few times, then looked at the bubbles for a while before silently bursting out of the bubbles and rushing towards the surface of the water.
The long silver hair swung across Qi Yu's face. She stared wide-eyed as Feng Xiao emerged from the space without a word and then stormed into the cult's scene without another word.
What are they doing?!
Her lips twitched slightly; she felt that with her current strength, it was best not to get involved.
She shrank back and remained nestled at the bottom of the lake, waiting for the Flying Star Sect to rescue her.
On the water, a silver-haired man suddenly appeared in front of Zhu Ji. He casually reached out and took the crimson feather from Zhu Ji's hand, his movements so fast that they were impossible to see.
The demonic cultivators were enraged and attacked together, determined to kill the man.
Bamboo Princess was furious. How dare they steal the divine relic from her! They deserve to die!
Countless swords and blades flashed and pierced towards the man, but he waved his hand dismissively.
An overwhelming force struck all the demonic cultivators.
With a splash, several people were knocked unconscious and fell into the water.
Zhu Ji also coughed up a mouthful of blood. The silver hairpin in her hair grew larger and caught her, preventing her from falling into the water.
She looked at the man with fear and resentment, not knowing who he was.
The man's feathered robe was stained bright red by the dirty lake water, as eye-catching as fire.
He held the crimson feather in his hand and clicked his tongue lightly.
"So dirty."
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