Chapter 109 The killing move finally arrives.
The long-lasting pleasure and the long-lasting longing have finally come to an end.
It took Meng Chiwan a long time to calm down completely, but unfortunately, once she calmed down, she had to lead many disciples to attack Mu Qi.
That day, the leader said he was only sending her to guard the entrance to the Demon Realm to teach those unruly demons a lesson, but everyone could tell that he actually meant to settle scores with the demons.
Recently, the demons have become increasingly rampant, with frequent incidents of violence. Some have even brazenly dumped the bodies of their victims in the Immortal Alliance City and hung them up for public display.
This is a blatant slap in the face to the Immortal Alliance, whose status in the cultivation world is known worldwide. This is also a trampling on the face of all the Immortal Alliance families.
This battle was bound to happen sooner or later, but Meng Chiwan never imagined that it would fall on her head.
She was quite exhausted from last night's events, and rushed back to the Immortal Alliance today. Yun Xianqing didn't say anything explicitly, but there was an undeniable hint of resentment in his eyes as he looked at her.
Meng Chiwan found it amusing and reached out to gently lift his chin, wanting to get a better look. However, she was immediately frightened by the lust in his dark eyes and quickly let go of him, fleeing from that spot as if her life depended on it.
She said that resentment was something that could not possibly exist in this person's eyes!
"Chi Wan, what are you thinking about?"
Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Wen Liansong asked with concern.
Meng Chiwan quickly snapped out of her daze and tightened her grip on Jinglan's fingers.
"I wasn't thinking about anything. Have you packed everything?" she asked.
Upon hearing this, Wen Liansong once again checked the contents of her storage bag, which she had already emptied countless times. She looked up, her eyes filled with eagerness, and said, "Take good care of these items. I guarantee I'll wipe out every last one of those demons."
Meng Chiwan found it amusing and teased, "What if we encounter the Demon Lord?"
Wen Liansong said, "I'm not afraid. Dying at Mu Qi's hands would be a great achievement for me. Besides, everyone is here. How can I die so easily?"
Meng Chiwan said no more.
This expedition was not only led by her and a few rising stars like Wei Jiyu, but also by the Venerables of several peaks, as well as by people from various immortal sects and families. In terms of scale, it was a sure thing.
It's unlikely they'd all be wiped out by Mu Qi. However, it's still unknown how much of Mu Qi's strength he's recovered, so they shouldn't be underestimated.
And so, the group set off from the Immortal Alliance, encountering many mortals along the way who looked up at them with envy and awe in their eyes.
It's not entirely their fault; they were just too flamboyant. The magical artifacts they used were all the most impressive and ostentatious, under the guise of maintaining morale.
Meng Chiwan didn't quite understand their logic, but she didn't say much. After all, although the Immortal Alliance leader said she was the one to lead the team, with so many seniors still around, the actual decision-making power didn't fall to her.
Only when they entered the vicinity of the Demon Realm did the group reluctantly disembark from the immortal ship and switch to flying on their swords.
Flying on a sword is much more low-key, and most of the disciples of the immortal sect are dressed in simple white robes, flying gracefully in the sky, which gives them a more ethereal and otherworldly air than when they are on an immortal boat.
Before long, the entrance to the Demon Realm came into view.
This wasn't Meng Chiwan's first time here, but she couldn't really be called familiar with the place.
The entrance to the Demon Realm is actually a city of moderate size, with the true entrance only located at its deepest part.
Last time she came here, she went straight to the Demon Realm and didn't have time to properly see this legendary Demon Realm City.
But the Demon City at this moment was completely different from the bustling scene when she last came.
It was deserted; there wasn't a single pedestrian on the street, and even the shops along the street had their doors tightly shut.
Meng Chiwan closed her eyes. She should have said so earlier. The consequence of parading around in public is that the enemy will all run away.
Although that's what she thought, she also understood that this wasn't just a matter of showing off; it meant that the people in the Demon Realm already knew about their actions.
From the time they paraded through the city until now, with the speed of the immortal boat and the flying sword, it has taken at most half an hour.
Even if someone tipped them off as they left the Immortal Alliance, they shouldn't have run so fast; the entire city is now practically deserted.
In other words, Mu Qi probably already knew their whereabouts a long time ago.
Although they didn't intend to keep it a secret, it was extremely disadvantageous that Mu Qi, who was far away in the Demon Realm, could learn about their actions so quickly.
Even so, they couldn't just sit and wait to die. The group immediately discussed searching the city.
How could such a vast Demon City be completely deserted?
Meng Chiwan followed along, her heart filled with unease, and every now and then some bad thoughts would flash through her mind.
She pondered carefully in her mind, trying to figure out exactly what was wrong.
The Empty City Stratagem?
But now that they've all entered, even the "empty city stratagem" should be used. Yet the entire city remains completely silent, as if...
This is truly a dead city.
The Venerable One in Green floated in mid-air, wielding a massive magic disc. As the disc descended, her robes fluttered, drawing all eyes to her.
She had her eyes closed, as if she were sensing something through the magic disc.
A short while later, she landed, opened her eyes, her expression serious, and said, word by word, "There isn't a single person in the entire city."
The Venerable One in Green Robes has reached the Mahayana stage of cultivation, and almost nothing can escape the eyes of her magic disc. If she says there is no one there, then there really is no one there.
Meng Chiwan's uneasy premonition swelled to an unprecedented level in that instant. Her heart beat faster and faster, as if something was out of control.
“They might have gone to the Immortal Alliance…they have gone to the Immortal Alliance…” Meng Chiwan’s expression was unusually intense with anxiety. She disregarded all etiquette and murmured to herself.
"How is that possible? What are they going to the Immortal Alliance for? To die?" one of the Venerables suddenly spoke up.
But the sound went silent in an instant.
Yes, these small fry in Demon City are not enough to cause any trouble, but what if Mu Qi's strength were to recover to its full potential?
No, even if he hasn't fully recovered, his strength should still be enough to deceive everyone.
not good!
The group immediately headed back!
Some people even rolled off their swords in their haste, but they didn't have time to be embarrassed. They climbed back onto the immortal ship and headed towards the Immortal Alliance without stopping.
Others might still be speculating about why Mu Qi went to the Immortal Alliance. Most of them probably thought that Mu Qi wanted to capture the leader first, destroy the Immortal Alliance, and then things would be easier.
But Meng Chiwan knew that wasn't the case; he was doing it for Meng Ting'er.
Because Meng Ting'er might be in the Immortal Alliance. He always felt that Meng Ting'er was still alive and well in the Immortal Alliance.
As Meng Chiwan channeled her spiritual energy into the immortal boat, she tried her best to remain calm despite her anxiety.
Mu Qi went to the Immortal Alliance, and perhaps he wouldn't immediately start a massacre. He might still be thinking of Meng Ting'er and maintain his rationality for the time being.
But what if he knew that Meng Ting'er was already dead?
Meng Chiwan almost dared not think any further.
The only consolation now is that the Immortal Alliance still has two Mahayana cultivators, the Immortal Alliance Leader and Venerable Fuyue, in charge, so perhaps they won't necessarily lose to Mu Qi.
However, this is on the premise that Mu Qi's strength has not yet fully recovered.
When Meng Chiwan thought of those people in the Immortal Alliance, some bloody scenes involuntarily flashed before her eyes, and her hand trembled slightly as she cast the spell.
Then someone walked up to her and infused her with a pure spiritual energy.
Meng Chiwan didn't turn around; she knew who it was.
At this moment, there were no formalities. In order to make sure she could hear him clearly amidst the noise, he almost whispered in her ear, "Chi Wan, it's alright, don't be afraid, the Wei family has already sent people over."
A warm current flowed through the spiritual veins, flowing into her heart. The celestial boat skimmed past layers of clouds, speeding back in the direction it had come from.
After an unknown amount of time, they finally arrived at the Immortal Alliance City.
The Immortal Alliance City was deathly silent. They seemed to have returned to that deserted city, their faces ashen with despair.
It seems I guessed right. Mu Qi really did bring people here.
At this moment, Meng Chiwan suddenly thought, "Where is Yun Xianqing? Where did Yun Xianqing go? Surely he couldn't have been killed by Mu Qi?"
Venerable Fuyue once again cast the spell on the magic disc. Pure and powerful spiritual energy flowed across the disc.
But in the next instant, a demonic aura crossed space and time, and with just a tap, shattered the magic disc.
Venerable Fuyue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, the crimson color winding down his lips.
Meng Chiwan immediately cried out, "Master!"
She stepped forward to help Venerable Fuyue, her face expressionless.
All eyes were now fixed on the direction of the towering Immortal Alliance.
Clearly, that demonic energy originated from the Immortal Alliance.
It goes without saying who wrote it.
What surprised them was that Mu Qi was able to spare some attention from the Immortal Alliance to deal with this place.
His strength must have already surpassed that of the Immortal Alliance Leader.
Venerable Fuyue releasing his magic disc was merely for reconnaissance and posed no threat. His attack on her, however, can only mean one thing.
He's provoking us. He's telling everyone not to waste their energy anymore.
Even so, the group still had to go to the Immortal Alliance.
Meng Chiwan helped Venerable Fuyue, but Venerable Fuyue recovered after only a short while. He broke free from her hand, said nothing more, and his eyes were full of solemnity.
He truly deserves to be called a powerful cultivator at the Mahayana stage.
Meng Chiwan was amazed by her recovery ability.
A new barrier rose outside the Immortal Alliance, while the original barrier set up by the Alliance Leader had long been broken.
Several of them tried to break the barrier, but after exerting their strength for a long time, almost burning the spiritual veins dry, the barrier remained unmoved.
Meng Chiwan, standing behind the others, saw this and tentatively touched the barrier to test its power.
But as soon as her hand touched the barrier, it slowly melted away like an ice pop, and her hand passed right through it.
Meng Chiwan was taken aback. What was going on?
Could it be a special privilege that Mu Qi set up for her?
"How could you..." Those around were puzzled.
Then someone suddenly realized something: "Could it be that you have a connection with the Demon Lord..."
At this critical juncture, Meng Chiwan really didn't have time to argue with them about her background, and simply asked impatiently, "Are we going in or not?"
Despite their lingering doubts, everyone still went through the opening she had torn open.
...
"Mu Qi, I've already told you, he's not here. What exactly do you want?!" The Immortal Alliance Leader roared, his eyes blazing with fury.
Two bone nails pierced through his shoulder blades, pinning him to the surging water column. The blood mixed with the water and was quickly diluted and invisible.
At this moment, the kind and amiable leader appeared somewhat vulnerable.
Meng Chiwan frowned and, to everyone's surprise, unleashed two spells: one to remove the bone nails from the alliance leader's body, and the other to strike Mu Qi.
The bone nail was removed, and the leader of the alliance fell down and was caught.
However, the spell aimed at Mu Qi was easily dodged, without even cutting a hair off.
Fortunately, this was clearly within Meng Chiwan's expectations. She stood still, like an evergreen pine tree.
Their robes fluttered in the wind, the hem of which had been wet when they passed through the Unending Waterfall was now completely dry.
For a Nascent Soul cultivator to challenge the Demon Lord is naturally incredibly audacious.
She feared that Mu Qi would skin her alive and tear her tendons apart at any moment.
Thinking of this, countless disciples of the Immortal Alliance, and even the Venerables of each peak, stood in front of her, forming a human wall.
Meng Chiwan's pupils dilated slightly, clearly not expecting this to happen.
But she didn't have time to speak again, because Mu Qi had already looked in her direction and raised his hand towards her.
"Are you so heartless that you won't even spare her?" At this moment, the leader of the Immortal Alliance coughed up blood and said.
Mu Qi didn't look at him, as if she hadn't heard him, and gradually gathered a killing move in her hand.
The chaotic demonic energy was converging towards their king, carrying with it a power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
The once clear sky seemed to have darkened, as if it were mourning someone.
Meng Chiwan closed her eyes. She had never imagined that Mu Qi would show her any mercy. After all, he was a pure demon, and having any kindness in his heart would not only be disrespectful to his own persona, but would also put him in danger.
After Meng Ting'er died, he had no weakness, nor could he have one.
"Mu Qi, have you ever thought that perhaps she is watching you from right here?" Meng Chiwan's voice was calm and clear, like a calm wave rising on the sea.
This statement is inherently harmless and ineffective; it should be true for everyone.
But for Mu Qi, it wasn't like that.
Mu Qi suddenly stopped moving.
Mu Qi spoke slowly, as if testing someone: "Where?"
His brow bone protruded slightly, giving him a cold look. His jet-black hair hung down to his shoulders, swaying gently in the wind.
But he remained motionless, as if waiting for her answer, or as if quietly listening to the wind.
"Mu Qi, how pathetic." Meng Chiwan looked at his expression and said, word by word.
Every word he uttered seemed to hit a nerve. Everyone who heard it held their breath.
But only Meng Chiwan knew that it wasn't a trigger point, but his Achilles' heel.
"You say you like her, but do you know what she likes? What she wants most?" Meng Chiwan's voice was very soft, and her eyes seemed to hold a deep spring.
Mu Qi looked at her, knowing her purpose and that she wanted him dead, but he just couldn't help answering these questions, as if something would be destroyed by his own hands if he couldn't answer them.
“She likes moonflowers, she wants… freedom.” His voice sounded somewhat forlorn.
"Mu Qi, you've been wrong from beginning to end," Meng Chiwan scoffed upon hearing this.
A sudden gust of wind arose, Mu Qi's expression darkened, and the dark clouds on the horizon seemed to hang down, ready to crush the entire Immortal Alliance along with the vegetation.
"What did you say?"
“I said, you never understood Meng Ting’er.”
The killing move has finally arrived.
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