Chapter 278
Crowds gathered along the moat, while the city itself seemed rather desolate.
The wing of the skeleton bird was crushed by a large hand in the darkness, causing it to be completely destroyed. Its sharp, shrill struggles were particularly terrifying in the empty alley.
"You sent these little things to track me down?" A tall, ebony-colored figure emerged from the shadows. His features were exquisite, and his dark purple eyes held a nonchalant killing intent.
Xi Yunliu patted the ground, seemingly trying to dispel the scent of the withered bird's soul.
In the next instant, he appeared where Ying Ning was hiding, his right hand gripping Ying Ning's slender neck. Xi Yunliu's voice was deep and seductive:
"how."
"Do they think they can kill me by sending women now?"
Xi Yunliu's palm slowly tightened, and the way she looked at Ying Ning was like looking at a small animal that was about to lose its life in her hands.
His eyes were amused, but devoid of pity.
Ying Ning swung a palm strike, which Xi Yunliu blocked with her bare body.
He raised an eyebrow:
"That's all the tricks?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xi Yunliu suddenly released Ying Ning subconsciously and retreated continuously until he dodged the attack of the array under Ying Ning's feet. He looked up and saw that half of his long sleeve had been pierced by something.
He looked at the array beneath Ying Ning, where a thorny datura plant slowly dissipated.
Yingning's fingertips held up a blood-red flower.
Xi Yunliu's eyes turned slightly cold as she looked at the golden mask on Ying Ning's face, seemingly trying to see through this barrier to understand her appearance.
"interesting."
"When did the affairs of the Demon Realm become the domain of the Underworld?" He recognized Ying Ning's cultivation technique, so she was clearly not from the Demon Realm.
But his killing intent did not diminish in the slightest.
With each step Xi Yunliu took, the demonic energy on his body surged at a terrifying level. In the blink of an eye, his demonic energy covered this entire area.
In the area shrouded in demonic energy, no living being can escape Xi Yunliu's grasp.
The two moved so fast that they were almost invisible to the naked eye.
Xi Yunliu was skilled in close combat, but Ying Ning dodged his demonic energy every time.
The way she held the flower made it seem as if she were holding a long sword.
Xi Yunliu seemed to recall some scene, and his movements quickened further, even almost touching Ying Ning's mask several times.
“Your Excellency, it is impolite to remove a girl’s mask like this.”
Xi Yunliu chuckled lightly: "Kill you, then pluck it."
"how?"
"That doesn't sound very good."
"It just makes me want to... chop off the Venerable One's hand." Ying Ning used a flower branch to block another wave of demonic energy, while the blood-red petals had already fallen off most of them due to the two's attacks.
"The people of the underworld are truly interesting." He said meaningfully, then suddenly stopped his attack, and with a wave of his sleeve, he dispersed the surrounding demonic energy.
Yingning also stopped and sensed someone approaching, so she said to him:
"Thank you, Venerable One."
As soon as the demonic energy dissipated, Si Baixue's figure appeared here.
"My lord, my lord." His urgent voice was tinged with tension and worry. He followed the power of the contract to find Ying Ning's location, only to discover that overwhelming demonic energy enveloped the area.
Si Baixue originally intended to force her way through the demon realm's barrier, but she didn't expect the demonic energy to dissipate the next second.
Xi Yunliu glanced at Si Baixue beside Ying Ning, but said nothing more.
He turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Si Baixue naturally noticed Xi Yunliu's presence as well. That oppressive demonic aura could not possibly belong to some nameless member of the demon realm, or even...
Demon King.
A terrible thought popped into his mind, but he couldn't care less about it at the moment and hurriedly checked Ying Ning's body.
"Is the master injured?"
No.
"I got pushed out of the crowd and came out to clear my head." Yingning touched her mask, which had tilted during the fight, but another large hand helped her straighten it before she could.
Si Baixue's palms were still covered in fine sweat, but his slender, charming eyes suppressed his panic.
"It's good that you're alright, sir."
"It's a pity... the lantern festival is over."
"Otherwise, you could make a wish with me, sir." Si Baixue lowered her eyes, even pondering what good ways there were to make a wish in the demon realm.
"It's alright, the desires of the human realm are not my desires."
"We'll just watch the show." Yingning's eyes swept over the deepest part of the alley, a cryptic smile playing on her lips.
"However, tonight was not without its gains."
Upon hearing Ying Ning's words, Si Baixue's eyes dimmed considerably, and she swallowed back the words she wanted to say, simply putting on the golden mask once more.
"Then I will accompany you to see the lanterns again, sir."
"good."
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The day when the celestial realm opens its barrier is just around the corner.
"Senior Sister Ding Meng, what exactly is the meaning of this mental cultivation manual?" Just as the junior sister next to her spoke, Ying Ning heard another shout from outside the mountain gate.
"The Immortal Realm!"
"People from the Celestial Realm have arrived!!"
These two simple sentences caused a huge uproar in the Sword Sect.
Unbeknownst to Yijian Sect, almost simultaneously, all the cultivation sects in the human realm knew that the immortals had arrived at the place where the barrier was opened—Lingshan.
What surprised everyone was not the fact that the Immortal Realm was about to open its barrier, but that the person from the Immortal Realm was none other than the famous Sword Sect Immortal Lord—Li Ziqing.
In the cultivation world, who doesn't know Li Ziqing?
The number one person in the Immortal Realm, who broke through to the Void Realm at the age of three hundred.
There are even rumors that he could break through to the Nascent Soul realm before he turned a thousand years old.
With a magnanimous heart, and in order to protect the Six Realms, Lord Li pursued and killed a brutal demon for over a hundred years.
The cultivators were all excited when they heard that Immortal Lord Li would be the envoy of the Immortal Realm. Even if they could not go to the Immortal Realm, it would be great to be able to glimpse the Immortal Lord's talent.
So, in just two days.
At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, there were many people.
When Ying Ning and Si Baixue arrived at Ling Mountain with Vice Sect Master Yuan Yuan, Yuan Yuan was also greatly surprised by the scene before him:
“This Ling Mountain has a barrier set up by the celestial realm, and ordinary disciples cannot approach it.”
"At this distance, how can one possibly see the Immortal Lord's face?"
Yuan Yuan shook his head and quietly tidied his appearance, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead from nervousness.
but...
He can understand.
That was Immortal Lord Li! I never imagined that at my age, I would still be able to see the number one person in the Immortal Realm.
We mustn't make any mistakes and leave a bad impression on the Immortal Lord.
Yuan Yuan couldn't help but worry even more about his sect's disciples. They were so young, and he was probably incredibly nervous right now. He took a deep breath and pretended to be calm:
"Wait a minute...you've met the Immortal Lord...?"
Yuan Yuan turned around and saw his three disciples. Ji Liang darted into the bushes and caught an unidentified small snake.
"A little red snake with a hundred years of cultivation?"
"That's quite rare."
He even poked its tail with his finger.
Si Baixue, who was next to him, was close to Ying Ning's back, playing with a red ribbon in her hair.
"Sir, please don't lose it."
"This is a gift from your servant to you, sir." The pale, frail man spoke with a hint of shyness.
"I think it looks great."
Yuan Yuan's forehead veins throbbed, and beads of sweat were shaken off.
The last one seems to be the most normal.
Yingning was holding a book, reading it with great interest, and casually remarked:
"It's really good."
Just as Yuan Yuan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw the title of the book—
"The Secret History of the Immortal Realm—The Love, Hate, and Grudges of the Sword Sect Elders"?
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