As she spoke, Bai Ling waved her hands, and the powerful demonic power instantly condensed into a white energy wave, heading straight for the two of them.
Seeing this, Chu Chu hurriedly stood in front of Lu Chenguang and used all her magic power to fight against him.
However, Bai Ling's strength was far beyond her reach. After just one encounter, Chu Chu was shocked and retreated repeatedly, her face as pale as paper.
"Chu Chu, be careful!" Seeing this, Lu Chenguang became very anxious. He suppressed the restlessness of the power in his body and tried to find an opportunity to fight back.
However, facing a powerful enemy like the Demon King Bai Ling, even he, the Demon Lord, seemed powerless.
But in the human world, most of the power of the devil will disappear.
At this critical moment of life and death, the power of the fallen god in Lu Chenguang's body suddenly stirred, and a warm and pure power surged from his heart, forming a sharp contrast with Bai Ling's demonic power.
He gritted his teeth, and tried hard to guide the power into his palm. Then he swung it violently, and a bright light streaked across the night sky and hit Bai Ling directly.
"What?! You are a Fallen Angel? And you are the once majestic and arrogant Heavenly Lord Rong Lin!" Bai Ling's voice was full of disbelief and shock, and his eyes quickly switched between astonishment and anger, as if the scene before him completely overturned his cognition.
The purple demonic power and the white divine light collided violently in the narrow sky. Every confrontation was accompanied by a deafening roar, making the entire Lu family mansion seem as if it were in a doomsday battlefield.
Chuchu stood there in a daze, her eyes filled with disbelief and a complex mix of emotions. She had never imagined that Lu Chenguang could conceal such a startling identity—the previous generation's Heavenly Sovereign, Rong Lin, a figure who should have been aloof and untouchable. Legends about Rong Lin, stories of how he had been banished to the demonic realm for a grave error, and how he had endured aeons of suffering in demonic purgatory, flashed through her mind, interweaving with reality to form a series of bizarre images.
Lu Chenguang ignored Bai Ling's exclamation, and he had no time to explain. His body seemed to have become a battlefield, where two distinct forces—the darkness of the demonic realm and the holiness of the divine realm—violently clashed and merged within him. This unprecedented burst of power gave him a temporary advantage, forcing the purple demonic energy back. Bai Ling, also shaken by this force, retreated repeatedly, her face grim.
However, the abuse of power ultimately comes at a price. Lu Chenguang felt as if thousands of sharp blades were slicing through his body, the excruciating pain of the Fallen Angel's power backlashing him. He clenched his teeth, suppressing a low groan of pain, but the beads of sweat on his forehead and the gradually fading color from his face betrayed his current predicament.
Seeing this, Chu Chu became very anxious. She rushed forward regardless of everything, wanting to use her magic power to share Lu Chenguang's pain.
But how could Bai Ling let go of such an opportunity? She took advantage of Chu Chu's distraction and launched a sudden sneak attack. The shadow of a nine-tailed white fox condensed into shape in the air, carrying the power to destroy the world and rushing towards Chu Chu.
Lu Chenguang reacted almost instinctively. He endured the pain of the backlash and used his last bit of strength to protect Chu Chu behind him, blocking the fatal blow.
The nine-tailed white fox's killing move hit him with a deafening roar. Lu Chenguang's figure was instantly submerged in the light, and the whole person seemed to be torn apart by this force.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chuchu took Lu Chenguang and escaped back to the demon world.
Chu held Lu Chenguang's hand tightly, his heart filled with anxiety and reluctance.
She knew very well that although the secret realm of the Demon Realm was a place where the demons could hide away from the world and could temporarily isolate themselves from the outside world, Lu Chenguang's injuries were not optimistic.
Two completely different forces raged wildly in his body, as if two torrents were looking for their own outlets. Every collision made him suffer excruciating pain, and his internal organs suffered unprecedented damage.
Chu Chu couldn't wait to use all the healing spells she could.
She formed seals with her hands and murmured a spell. A soft red light surrounded her body, which was the purest healing power.
She tried to guide this power deep into Lu Chenguang's body to soothe those violent forces and repair his damaged internal organs.
However, as her magical power deepened, Chuchu's expression became more and more solemn. She discovered that the situation inside Lu Chenguang's body was far more complicated than she had imagined.
The two forces were not just in simple conflict, they seemed to be devouring each other. Every confrontation was accompanied by Lu Chenguang's body shaking violently and suppressing moans.
Chuchu's magic power seemed so insignificant in front of them, like a stone thrown into a strong wind and huge waves, unable to cause any ripples.
Sweat slid down Chuchu's forehead, dripping onto her clenched hands and onto Lu Chenguang's pale face.
She gritted her teeth and continued to increase the output of her magic power, trying to use her persistence and perseverance to shake the almost irresistible force.
But as time went on, her magic power began to weaken and her body began to tremble from excessive consumption.
"No... I can't give up!" Chuchu muttered in her heart, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes.
She recalled every moment she fought side by side with Lu Chenguang, the days when they faced danger together and overcame difficulties together.
Lu Chenguang is not only a partner, but also someone worth protecting with her life.
She once again mobilized the remaining magic power in her body and injected it into Lu Chenguang's body regardless of the consequences.
This time, she no longer simply channeled her magical power to heal the wound, but instead tried to understand and balance the two forces. She closed her eyes and used her heart to feel their flow and changes, trying to find the balance point that would allow them to coexist harmoniously.
But this process was far more difficult than she had imagined. She felt as if she were in a boundless vortex, being mercilessly torn and spun by the two forces.
Her consciousness began to blur, and her body seemed to be swallowed by this power. But she did not give up, and continued to persevere and work hard...
Finally, when Chuchu opened her eyes again, she found herself lying next to Lu Chenguang, who had already fallen into a coma.
Her magic power was almost exhausted, but Lu Chenguang's injuries were still not fundamentally healed.
She looked at Lu Chenguang's painful and distorted face, her heart filled with endless self-blame and powerlessness.
He was injured while saving her.
"I'm sorry... I still can't save you..." Chu Chu murmured to herself. But at this moment, she suddenly felt a warm power surging from Lu Chenguang's body. It was his own, true power of the Fallen Angel.
It seemed to sense Chuchu's persistence and dedication, and began to resonate and merge with her remaining magic power within her body...
Chuchu suddenly thought of something: "Yes, I will take you to find my father. If that doesn't work, then find the Princess of the Six Realms."
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