She slammed heavily against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The intense pain turned her face deathly pale, and her vision went black for a moment.
"Xueqing!" Seeing that things were not going well, Xiao Feng immediately jumped out from behind the screen.
His gaze was firm, and without hesitation, he flicked the divine fire towards Wu Hai.
A beam of blazing light shot out from Xiao Feng's fingertip, carrying a scorching heat as it headed straight for Wu Hai.
The divine fire flickered with an eerie light, entering directly from Wu Hai's forehead.
Wu Hai felt excruciating pain all over his body, as if countless knives were churning inside him.
His face showed pain, veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands were clenched into fists.
"Ah!" Wu Hai let out a shrill scream and staggered back a few steps.
Seeing Wu Hai struggling in pain, Xiao Feng shouted anxiously, "Godfather, hold on! The divine fire will strip the Taotie from your body!"
At this moment, Xiao Feng's heart was in turmoil, worrying about his adoptive father's safety and fearing that the divine fire would harm Wu Hai's true form.
Suddenly, Wu Hai's expression became ferocious and twisted, as if another consciousness was fighting with him for control of his body.
He roared in a strange, dual voice, "Xiao Feng, you are despicable! You actually used divine fire against your own godfather!"
Xiao Feng felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that the Taotie's will was resisting.
Just then, Xiao Feng was horrified to see that Wu Hai's forehead seemed to be forcefully squeezing out divine fire.
The golden flames flickered beneath Wu Hai's skin, as if they might burst forth at any moment.
In a flash, Xiao Feng made a decisive decision.
He acted swiftly, his ten fingers flying across the air, striking several acupoints on Wu Hai's body.
Amidst the whooshing sounds of air being cut, Xiao Feng's fingers seemed to transform into streaks of golden light, precisely striking Wu Hai's vital points.
"Seal!" Xiao Feng shouted, his inner energy surging and flowing into Wu Hai's body through his fingertips.
In an instant, a golden rune appeared and disappeared on Wu Hai's body, firmly locking the divine fire that was trying to escape.
With a heart-wrenching roar from Wu Hai, a pitch-black figure was forcibly squeezed out of his body.
The dark shadow twisted and shifted, with fangs and claws vaguely visible—it was the true form of the Taotie!
Xiao Feng's eyes flashed like lightning, and he unleashed a palm strike without hesitation.
With a deafening roar, the palm strike, like a tangible golden light, shattered the black figure on the spot.
The pitch-black fog exploded in the air, turning into specks of black stars that vanished without a trace.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. By the time Xiao Feng came to his senses, Wu Hai had already weakly opened his eyes.
His eyes regained their former clarity, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
However, before he could speak, Wu Hai's eyelids closed again, and he fell into a coma.
Xiao Feng was extremely anxious and immediately poured his immortal power into his adoptive father's body.
A golden light surged from his palm, wrapping around Wu Hai like fine silk threads.
"Godfather, you must hold on!" Xiao Feng gritted his teeth.
He could feel his immortal power rapidly draining away, but he dared not stop it for a moment.
Not long after, Wu Hai's eyelids trembled slightly, and he finally slowly opened his eyes.
His gaze was somewhat unfocused, and it took him a while to focus on Xiao Feng's face.
Suddenly, Wu Hai coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Godfather!" Xiao Feng exclaimed, quickly supporting Wu Hai's back.
His brows were furrowed, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and worry.
Wu Hai waved his hand and said weakly, "It's nothing, it's just that the divine fire was too fierce. While it was stripping away the Taotie, I also suffered a backlash, which is why I'm like this."
Xiao Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but the worry in his eyes did not diminish at all: "Godfather, I'm so glad you're alright. I almost thought I was going to lose you."
Wu Hai forced a smile: "Silly boy, your master doesn't fall down so easily."
He reached out and patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder: "Thanks to you, otherwise I would have really been defeated by that Taotie this time."
Just then, Wu Hai's expression suddenly turned serious.
He grabbed Xiao Feng's arm and said in a deep voice, "Feng'er, now is not the time to worry about me. I am possessed by the Taotie, and I remember everything it has done. The most important thing is to stop the Blood Sect from marrying Su Xueqing, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."
Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside, followed by an anxious report: "It's bad! The Blood Sect people are here!"
Knowing the situation was urgent, Wu Hai grabbed Xiao Feng's arm and whispered, "Come on, follow me!"
After saying that, he pulled Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing along, hurriedly passing through the dark corridor and heading towards the Ming Cult's main hall.
The three walked quickly, their footsteps echoing through the empty corridor.
Wu Hai frowned, pondering a countermeasure.
Xiao Feng kept looking back, afraid that the Blood Sect members would catch up.
Although Su Xueqing was uneasy, she remained calm on the surface.
"Faster, faster!" Wu Hai urged, quickening his pace even further.
Finally, the three arrived at the main hall of the Ming Cult.
The majestic palace gates were tightly closed, and the stone lions on both sides stood solemnly, as if silently watching them.
Wu Hai took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy palace door.
The hall was brightly lit and filled with the smoke of incense.
A group of people dressed in red robes had been waiting for a long time, and the leader of them was none other than the Blood Sect Master.
He was tall and had a cold, stern face. His eagle eyes were sharp as knives, sending chills down people's spines.
The Blood Sect Master's gaze swept over Su Xueqing, his brows furrowing slightly.
Su Xueqing was dressed in plain clothes, showing no signs of being a bride.
He spoke coldly, his voice as icy as ice: "What's going on? Why isn't the Holy Maiden wearing her wedding dress?"
Su Xueqing straightened her back and looked directly into the eyes of the Blood Sect Master.
I will not marry you!
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.
The Blood Sect Master's face instantly darkened, and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.
He slowly turned to Wu Hai, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction.
Wu Hai felt the pressure coming at him, and suddenly, an idea flashed into his mind.
"Ahem." Wu Hai coughed twice, trying to appear calm: "Sect Master, you may not know, but Xue Qing... she has a mental illness. Once it flares up, she will not recognize her own family and will even hurt people."
As he said this, he secretly observed the Blood Sect Master's reaction, praying that the other party would believe this clumsy lie.
Upon hearing this, the Blood Sect Master raised an eyebrow, a hint of suspicion flashing in his eyes.
His gaze swept back and forth between Su Xueqing and Wu Hai, clearly not believing this explanation.
The atmosphere inside the hall grew increasingly tense, with everyone awaiting the Blood Sect Master's reaction.
The fate of this marriage will likely hinge on this one event.
Su Xueqing and Wu Hai exchanged glances, their hearts in perfect harmony.
She nodded almost imperceptibly, then strode toward the Blood Sect Master, her eyes flashing with a defiant light.
"If you don't believe me, take off the bracelet on my wrist, and I'll show you right away."
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