Lingxi, who was supporting Langyuan, looked up at the sky and said in confusion, "Sister is so strange..."
Wolf Yuan followed her gaze to the sky, his voice weak as he whispered, "It must be because of the Xuanyuan Sword."
Lingxi nodded and replied, "Sister, you must defeat Chi You, otherwise none of us will survive."
"Liuli will definitely defeat him." Li Molin's voice was unusually firm. He turned to look at Yu Ke and said, "Yu Ke, take some pills to calm your mind. Once you feel better, pass on the order to tell the clansmen not to fight anymore."
Yu Ke nodded and replied, "Yes."
Everyone fell silent, all looking up at the sky, their eyes fixed intently on the battle between Liuli and Chiyou.
In the sky, Liang Yihan heard the clear voice and felt a sharp sword aura before gradually coming back to his senses. He turned around and looked at Liuli and Chiyou, his gaze cold as he looked at the Xuanyuan Sword in Liuli's hand, and muttered to himself, "I didn't expect that it was this fox who got the Xuanyuan Sword."
He looked down at the ground and saw that the chaotic battle on the Battle of Zhuolu Plain was still going on. Tens of thousands of people from both the righteous and demonic sides seemed to have their eyes bloodshot and were all extremely crazy.
Only when that clear male voice rang out did the fierce battle pause for a moment. After the righteous disciples discovered the Xuanyuan Sword, they did not care who had the sword; their morale suddenly soared.
The fierce battle then resumed, escalating to the point of bloodshed, with neither side giving an inch.
It was dusk, and the dim light of the setting sun illuminated the desolate, hellish scene on the Zhuolu Plain, as well as a fierce battle taking place in the sky.
In the sky, a massive amount of spiritual energy and golden sword energy surged endlessly. Two figures appeared, one tall like a giant, and the other, in stark contrast, slender and frail.
Despite their stark contrast, the two figures fought evenly, maneuvering and leaping through the air. Golden sword energy and wisps of demonic essence intertwined, spreading out a vast expanse of color in the sky. Gradually, the gold and black intensified, obscuring the enormous phantom of Chi You and the figure of Liuli within, making it impossible for Shi Chan and Li Molin to see their battle any longer.
Shi Chan and Li Molin's expressions changed simultaneously, their eyes filled with even more worry.
Time passed slowly, and after half an hour of recuperation, Yu Ke, Ji Jue, and Lang Yuan had all recovered somewhat. Then they entered the melee to deliver Li Molin's orders.
By the time the two humans and one demon had stopped all the demons and divine beasts, it was already dark.
The two sides, righteous and demonic, had been fighting since before dawn. By this time, they were both exhausted. So, after the demons stopped and gathered together, the righteous disciples had no intention of fighting anymore. They then gathered together, looked up at the dazzling golden and black light in the sky, and discussed among themselves in hushed tones.
With the cessation of the chaotic battle on the Battle of Zhuolu Plain, the place immediately became much quieter, with only low murmurs lingering, discussing whether Chi You or Xuanyuan Sword had won.
The moon moved silently across the sky, casting its gentle light upon the Zhuolu Plain, illuminating the vast expanse as bright as day and revealing the upturned faces and tense expressions on them.
In the sky, which tens of thousands of people were watching intently, a huge sphere of golden and demonic light appeared. The sphere was about a hundred feet in diameter, and the golden and demonic light inside it intertwined and shone brightly.
A clear male voice and Chi You's low roar could be faintly heard from within the sphere, sounding very chaotic, indicating that the battle inside must be extremely fierce.
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