Chapter 3 Quickly Transmigrate! Conquer the Handsome Demon King (9)
The remaining rune aura in my chest was beating faintly, like a thin thread pulling me, and I groped forward following this feeling.
A narrow gap appeared in front of me. I carefully leaned my head in and saw the ferocious face of Mo Si.
He was roaring at several trembling demon soldiers, swinging the long whip in his hand with great force, and the whipping made a creepy sound as it hit the demon soldiers.
"Waste! So many people can't catch a cultivator!" The roar of Demon Four echoed in the passage. I was secretly happy in my heart. Fortunately, Liang Xu sent me away.
I retreated silently, but bumped into a solid chest.
"Tsk..." Liang Xu put his index finger to his lips, signaling me to be quiet.
He pulled me into the shadows and watched as Demon Four vented his anger and left with his pursuers.
I breathed a sigh of relief, but Liang Xu frowned, as if thinking about something.
He suddenly picked up a few glowing stones from the rock wall and handed them to me.
"For you," he said.
I took the stone, it felt warm in my hand, and a strange energy flowed in my palm.
I looked up at him in surprise, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a rare smile.
I couldn't help but laugh. This stone from the devil's world was just like him, with a hint of warmth hidden under its cold appearance.
"Let's go." He took my hand and walked along another passage.
We hadn't walked far when we heard the angry roar of Mo Si from behind: "They are here!" My heart tightened, it seemed that he had discovered our whereabouts.
We ran as fast as we could. The passage was narrow and rugged, and I almost fell several times.
Liang Xu held my hand tightly and led me around in turns, trying to shake off the pursuers.
Suddenly, Liang Xu groaned and staggered. I quickly supported him, "What's wrong?"
His face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay, let's go."
I saw a deep wound on his arm, with black devil blood oozing out.
My heart sank. Damn it! He was injured in the chaos just now!
"I'll carry you." I helped him lean against the wall and carried him on my back without giving him any further explanation.
He was very light, as light as a feather, yet he pressed me so hard that I couldn't breathe.
"Feng Ziang..." He called my name weakly.
"Don't talk, we'll be safe soon." I gritted my teeth and continued running along the narrow path with him on my back.
The aura of the rune is getting weaker and weaker, and the road ahead is getting blurrier and blurrier...
I felt dizzy, Liang Xu's body was getting heavier and heavier, and I could no longer hold on...
"Put me down..." He said with his last bit of strength, "Just go..."
"Shut up!" I yelled, but my feet suddenly felt empty...
The ground beneath my feet suddenly disappeared.
We fell into darkness, a dizzying, uncomfortable fall.
The impact took my breath away.
For a moment, everything was dark and silent, except for the frantic beating of my own heart.
Then, a low moan came from beside me.
"Feng Ziang!" I crawled towards him, and my hands touched his cold, clammy skin.
"Are you okay?"
"It's just... I can't breathe." He said hoarsely, his voice was very weak.
"There is a hidden passage over there..."
He pointed weakly toward a dark cleft in the rough rock.
I half supported and half dragged him there.
The entrance was so narrow that we could barely squeeze through.
Inside, the air was filled with the sweet smell of damp earth and something else...
A metallic taste, like the taste of blood.
The sounds of the pursuers were getting closer.
The shouts echoed in the tunnel we had just escaped from.
"They're close," I whispered, pressing myself against the cold stone.
"They will...find us..." Feng Ziang coughed, and a little black blood stained his lips.
"Not if I can stop it." I drew my sword, the faint hum of its energy a small comfort in the oppressive darkness.
The pursuers were relentless.
The sharp and cruel voice of Demon Four broke the silence.
"They're in there! Find them!"
The entrance to our hideout was suddenly illuminated by a dark energy.
Dust and debris rained down.
I pushed Feng Ziang further into the shadows and protected him with my body.
"Stay here."
My own spiritual power surged out in a desperate resistance to the attack.
Demon Four's attack was fierce, and every blow was filled with his anger.
I parried, dodged, and retreated. The narrow space of the passage was like a suffocating cage.
The pressure is enormous and unbearable.
I felt my strength slipping away.
Then, a strange warmth flowed through my body, and a strength I didn't know I had surged up.
My vision sharpened, and the attacker's movements slowed down and became predictable.
I used this unexpected power to fight back.
A wave of energy burst out from my sword, wreaking havoc in the narrow passage.
The screams of terrified demon soldiers echoed around us.
The rock walls trembled.
Feng Ziang grabbed my arm and his fingers dug into my skin.
His eyes, usually cold and distant, now burned with an unsettling earnestness.
"Now, Feng Ziang." He whispered, his voice much stronger than a few hours ago.
"Now..." A primitive power surged in my body. This power was not my own, but was transmitted through Liang Xu's weak body.
It felt strange, powerful, and exhilarating.
My sword hums, resonating with the influx of energy.
With a roar, I released a burst of pure power, and a blazing white light tore through the narrow passage and hit Demon Four.
He stumbled back a few steps, a strangled cry escaping his throat as the blow threw him against the far wall.
The impact shook the cave, sending dust and debris raining down around us.
He collapsed to the ground, momentarily dazed, his black armor cracked and smoking.
A wave of excitement surged into my heart.
I actually beat him back!
This is the power of a true immortal cultivator, the power I have always dreamed of.
Seeing the usually majestic Demon Four slumped in the dust, disoriented and vulnerable, a sense of satisfaction spread throughout my body.
Liang Xu's hand tightly grasped my arm, silently conveying a message of support.
His eyes were no longer cloudy with pain, but gleamed with pride, even...
Like?
"Don't overwork yourself," he whispered, his voice hoarse but firm.
The concern in his voice warmed something inside me, sparking a spark of warmth in the cold darkness of this hellish place.
I nodded briefly, returning my gaze to the fallen form of our pursuer.
He was moving, struggling to his feet, his face twisted with rage.
The respite was brief.
Demon Four roared, his eyes rekindled with anger.
Dark energy crackled around him, gathering into a swirling vortex of power.
“You’ll pay for this, Xiuxian-dog!” He swooped forward, his movements a blur of dark energy and sharp steel.
I raised my sword, ready for impact, borrowed energy still pulsating through my veins.
This time, however, I had no fear, only grim determination.
As long as Liang Xu is by my side, I will not fall down here.
The clash of steel echoed through the cavern, and the air smelled of ozone and blood.
I blocked, dodged, and counterattacked, each move precise and deliberate.
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