Qin Xiaolin rushed over from the other side, his eyes filled with shock and anger.
The longsword in his hand transformed into a bolt of lightning, precisely blocking Qi Xuan's attempt to continue harming Li Xi.
Li Xi, at this moment, was consumed by anger and pain.
Her blood surged like a boiling river, assaulting her reason. Her eyes gradually turned crimson, and a chilling aura of savagery enveloped her.
Finally, she could no longer bear it, and her body suddenly erupted, like a wild beast out of control, rushing straight towards Qi Xuan.
The fist carried earth-shattering power, determined to unleash its pent-up rage upon the opponent.
With the final blow, Qi Xuan collapsed to the ground, his eyes gradually losing their life force, his breathing becoming weaker and weaker, until finally his heart stopped beating.
All his grand ambitions and deepest feelings vanished with his departure at that moment.
The cult leader witnessed Qi Xuan fall, and his heart was filled with grief and anger.
He rushed towards where Qi Xuan had fallen, calling out her name loudly: "Xuan'er!"
He turned around, staring at Li Xi with a vicious glare, his eyes flashing with anger and hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "You bloodthirsty devil, everything you've done will be punished accordingly. One day, this world will be plunged into chaos because of you, and people will be filled with fear and disgust for your actions!"
After saying this, the cult leader took a deep breath and began to mobilize the true energy within his body.
He concentrated his mind, allowing his inner energy to flow smoothly through his meridians and gradually gather in his palm.
As his true energy accumulated, his palm emitted a powerful aura, as if it were about to tear apart the surrounding air.
Li Xi, blinded by rage, had completely lost her reason; all that remained in her eyes was a thirst for blood and slaughter.
Sensing the menacing killing intent, she felt as if the world before her had suddenly turned pitch black, as if she had been completely enveloped by endless darkness.
Fear and despair surged into her heart like a tidal wave, making it hard for her to breathe.
However, the instinct for survival drove her to launch a frenzied and desperate attack on Luo Yun, disregarding everything else.
Each swing of his weapon carried an aura of destruction, as if he intended to annihilate the entire world.
Her eyes were filled with determination and madness; she seemed to have lost her mind and was left only with the desire to survive.
Meanwhile, the cult leader responded to her attacks with equal force. Each sword strike aimed precisely at her vital points. The battle was incredibly fierce, and the gap between them narrowed considerably.
Two powerful forces collided repeatedly in the air, unleashing a deafening roar.
Others were unable to get close to the fierce battle and could only watch from afar.
On the other side, Qin Xiaolin led his elite troops and successfully surrounded and captured all of Qi Xuan's heavily armored soldiers and the followers of the Red Lotus Cult.
Now, only Li Xi and the cult leader remain on the rooftop, still locked in fierce combat on the battlefield.
Gradually, he was at a disadvantage, and he was no match for Li Xi in her rage.
Li Xi used every move with deadly intent.
The cult leader's figure on the rooftop appeared increasingly disheveled. He kept dodging and blocking, but Li Xi's attacks were like a storm, giving him almost no chance to catch his breath.
Taking advantage of his confusion, she delivered the final blow, striking him with all her might towards his dantian.
The cult leader's expression changed drastically. He sensed an unprecedented crisis, but he was powerless to completely avoid it.
A loud bang shook the surroundings, sending dust flying everywhere.
Tiles flew from the roof, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
He lay curled up on the ground, his face as pale as paper, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, clearly severely injured, and experiencing excruciating, tearing pain in his abdomen.
Just as Li Xi was poised to deliver the decisive blow, a smoke grenade suddenly exploded in the air, and thick fog quickly spread, obscuring visibility.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, Luo Yun was rescued.
Enraged, Li Xi was about to give chase when Qin Xiaolin suddenly appeared and knocked her unconscious.
If she continues to lose control, she may inadvertently harm innocent people and cause irreparable consequences.
Apart from the cult leader who escaped, all those involved have been apprehended. However, given how severely Li Xi injured him, even if he were rescued, he would be crippled.
Li Xi's punch completely destroyed his dantian.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne, his gaze deep and resolute.
Inside the main hall, the officials stood solemnly, the atmosphere a mixture of relief at surviving a calamity and anticipation for the future.
He spoke slowly, his voice deep and powerful, penetrating every corner of the hall: "My beloved ministers, this rebellion, though fraught with peril, has finally been quelled. This is truly a blessing from Heaven upon our great land, and also the result of our unity and concerted efforts to overcome these difficult times."
"However, although the war has ended, the aftershocks have not subsided. I am well aware that the source of the rebellion was not formed overnight, but must have deep roots. I wish to take this opportunity to thoroughly investigate the internal affairs, eliminate the malpractices, so as to reassure the people and consolidate the foundation of our dynasty."
Having said that, the emperor looked around.
Li Xi was taken to the Imperial Medical Bureau. The wound from the previous scratch had healed, but now there was another penetrating wound.
Qi Xuan's sword entered from her back and exited from her chest. Blood stained Li Xi's clothes, but her powerful inner energy protected her heart.
Meng Zhelan followed them all the way to the Imperial Medical Bureau, her heart filled with anxiety.
"Father, quickly prepare a bowl of hemostatic medicine," she said to Meng Zhong.
When Meng Zhong saw Li Xi covered in blood, his expression changed drastically.
He immediately turned and ran to the medicine cabinet, his fingers flying across the dazzling array of herbs, as if he had memorized every single one.
He quickly grabbed several brightly colored and fragrant herbs, skillfully ground and weighed them, and then put them into a pre-prepared medicine pot to cook over a high flame.
Before long, a rich and slightly bitter medicinal aroma filled the entire Imperial Medical Bureau.
Meng Zhelan took the still-steaming hemostatic medicine, helped Li Xi up, and carefully fed it to her.
At this moment, Li Xi's face was as pale as paper. Qin Xiaolin stood anxiously by her side.
After waving the others away, Meng Zhelan carefully cut open the fabric around the wound, revealing the hideous and gruesome injury.
She took a deep breath to calm herself down, then picked up a small pair of scissors and cut open the clothing near the wound to better treat it.
Finally, she picked up a thin suture needle and sterilized it by heating it over a flame.
As the temperature rose, the needle tip turned slightly red, but she did not stop. Instead, she continued to heat it until the needle tip became bright red.
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