He's still alive when I went to find you, are you happy?
Tiny starlight drifted along the edge of the star official's dark sleeves.
He raised his hand, which had a shallow scratch, and glanced at it indifferently.
In the blink of an eye, the hand, shimmering with starlight, reached out and grabbed forward, pulling Yan Huanyue uncontrollably towards it.
She desperately used her spiritual power to entangle a corner of the suspended palace, holding it up with all her might.
Covered in blood and sweat, she gritted her teeth and resisted the terrifying force opposite her.
In just a few blinks of an eye, she felt as if she had been struggling for millions of years, to the point that she felt she would be torn apart by this powerful pulling force at any moment.
The blood beads on her lips flowed like rain toward the Tianzhu Star Palace, and her already injured and numb left arm was also pulled toward the Tianzhu Star Palace.
As her last bit of strength was about to be exhausted, she silently recited an incantation to summon back her sword.
The horizontal blade cleaved through the void above her head, scattering countless gusts of wind.
Yan Huanyue knew she couldn't escape the power of the Heavenly Pillar Star within this evil formation, yet she remained remarkably calm.
She spat out a mouthful of blood, glancing at the horizon through her disheveled, flying hair.
She had very few relatives in this life, but was later raised by her master and was fortunate enough to grow up without going astray. Although she once died at the hands of evil spirits and felt frustrated and useless, she was able to break free from her dream and return to her true self.
If life is meant to be today, what regrets could one have?
only......
only......
I feel guilty towards him...
She looked away and released her hand without hesitation.
With one hand forming a hand seal, her clothes and hair flashing, she charged straight towards the Heavenly Pillar Star Palace amidst the raging storm, carrying countless blades of wind.
The wind howls like thunder, devouring blood and souls.
“Your cultivation level is not high. You should have been sitting in a corner of the Grand Banquet in the Clear Sea. You are not enough to be my opponent.”
"But in the end, things are unpredictable. Sometimes, even the scraps stand in the eye of the storm, making pointless sacrifices with a bit of self-righteous courage. You are like that... and I was like that back then."
"What exactly has led to the situation where you, a junior, and I have become rivals? Was it my arrogance back then, or your arrogance today?"
Yan Huanyue listened to Yun Xuanchen's slightly weary voice amidst the howling wind as he sped toward the Tianzhu Star Palace without uttering a single word of response.
She strained her fingers to perform hand seals, her wounds being torn open by the raging wind, blood scattering in the air like patches of misty, pink clouds.
As she drew closer to the star official, she no longer had time to consider life or death; she simply made hand seals and charged towards him with all her might, her horizontal sword cutting through the wind.
In just a moment, the gale subsided.
Yan Huanyue suddenly opened her eyes wide, only to see that the powerful star official was suddenly thrown into the suspended palace by another, even more powerful pressure.
She turned her head with difficulty, only to see the Demon Lord Zhixu sweep past her like a ghost and rush directly into the suspended palace.
Yan Huanyue's heart instantly relaxed, and she began to sway in the air until she could no longer hold on and fell straight down.
She struggled to float up, flung herself onto the Heavenly Pillar Star Palace, and crawled through the palace gates, covered in blood, looking weakly at the scene inside...
Zhixu had already killed the Star Official and was calmly and collectedly digging something out of the Star Official's heart and putting it into her sleeve.
Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the star deity exploded instantly, transforming into a dazzling display of starlight.
Amidst the intense and dazzling starlight, she saw Zhixu rise and slowly walk towards her.
He paced back and forth, muttering to himself, "They're still alive? Did they consume some kind of 'thousand-year elixir'?"
With the array's core breached, the vast and majestic Supreme Heavenly Palace Realm began to tremble violently.
Zhixu carried her and landed on the snow-covered peak at the edge of the chasm, placing her in a hut where a sect had been stationed.
Zhixu took out a small jade bottle, took out a drop of fragrant medicinal liquid from it, and fed it into her mouth.
Yan Huanyue finally had the strength to ask, "Senior... what did you take from the star official?"
Zhixu smiled faintly and said, "We can find Yun Xuanchen's things."
Having said that, he turned and left the house, flying away from the snow-capped peak.
Yan Huanyue suspected that Zhixu wanted to take away the most useful things from Yun Xuanchen, but she had already exhausted her strength and could not catch up.
She lay on the bed in the room and slowly closed her eyes.
The struggle will never end.
Just as after the demon race was destroyed, the major clans and demon races immediately began to fight for the division of Tengzhou territory.
From the moment the formation was broken, the matter of the Supreme Heavenly Palace Realm was over, and the fastest to react immediately began to devour the Yun Clan.
No sooner had Zhixu left than Pei Hanzhou, Song Lingwei, and the others arrived.
Seeing Yan Huanyue in such a state, the remaining elders of the sect used the evil formation to chase after Yun Xuanchen's hiding place. Song Lingwei and Pei Hanzhou moved her to the ground and shared their spiritual power to heal her.
The medicinal dew that Zhixu had just fed her was stimulated to emit a wonderful fragrance after the two of them transferred their spiritual power into it.
In the blink of an eye, Yan Huanyue was drenched in sweat. She felt as if all the pain in her body was being expelled with the sweat, and even her mind, spirit, and spiritual veins were exceptionally clear.
The fragrance that filled her body then wafted into her mouth and nose, gently blending the spiritual energy of the two into her body.
After a long while, Song Lingwei dispersed the magic seal on her fingertips, then cast a gentle cleansing spell to wash away the blood and sweat from Yan Huanyue's body, before picking her up and putting her back on the bed.
As Song Lingwei smoothed her hair and wiped the light sweat from her temples, she smiled indifferently:
"The new demon lord is very generous; he even shared this life-saving elixir with my disciple. However, with Bao Ying so badly injured, it's not right for her to leave Bao Ying here."
As she spoke, she touched the wound on Yan Huanyue's left shoulder and channeled some spiritual energy into it to help her recover. Her tone grew even colder, "Sect Leader, this matter is not like the demon-slaying incident. The greatest credit belongs to my disciple. Although the two clans should respect each other, I believe you will be fair, right?"
Pei Hanzhou stood sideways by the door, his hands hanging down, his gaze fixed on the snow outside. "What does Senior Sister suspect of me?"
Song Lingwei snorted coldly, "The matter in Tengzhou is not yet settled. Who knows if you will make concessions on this matter for the sake of so-called peace? Baoying is your disciple. Whether she is willing or not, how can she disobey you? Let's not talk about the disputes between the various families in Tengzhou for now, but you are not allowed to use the Yun family's matter as a bargaining chip to maintain balance, nor are you allowed to let them fool my disciple."
Upon hearing this, Pei Hanzhou sighed deeply, "I know, I'll go capture Yun Xuanchen first."
Yan Huanyue turned her head to look at Pei Hanzhou's back, and suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
Xuanzhi is still in the underground palace. If the sect leader were to find him suddenly appearing here, it's uncertain whether he would be put in solitary confinement upon returning.
More importantly, there was a python in the pool behind the stone chamber where he was staying, and Fu Yinhuan and her sword were inside the python's belly.
Others may not recognize that sword, but those familiar with it within the sect will definitely recognize it.
Fu Yinhuan, who should have died a few years ago, appeared here with new and old wounds and a belly full of poison.
He often traveled with Yu Zhao, and if a newly deceased body were found here, some people might connect it to Yu Zhao's injuries and poisoning, and then things could get complicated.
Besides, if Xuanzhi finds out, will she be afraid?
If she were dead, he would hate her and despise her more, but she is not dead. How will he live in the future?
Yan Huanyue had a headache.
She said softly, "Teacher's wife, I'm sleepy and want to sleep for a while."
Song Lingwei turned her over, removed the tattered clothes from her shoulders, and took out some fine medicine to apply to her wounds. "Sleep if you're tired. I'll apply the medicine for you. Your injury is quite serious."
Yan Huanyue was so anxious that she had a headache. She finally waited for Song Lingwei to finish applying the medicine to her, and then waited for Song Lingwei to cover her with a blanket and go out to meet up with her fellow disciples.
She stumbled out of bed, intending to go out and break Song Lingwei's protective spirit array, but the door was suddenly pushed open.
A cool, refreshing fragrance, carried by the wind and snow, wafted in, and then the door closed behind him again.
Yan Huanyue's lips were pale. She stood by the bed, holding onto the bed curtains, her fingers unconsciously gripping the curtains tightly, and she secretly took half a step back.
"Xuanzhi, why are you out here? Did the sect leader find you?"
Pei Xuanzhi walked slowly to her side with an indifferent expression, made a hand seal with one hand, and a wisp of wind drifted out from her sleeve.
He looked at her tattered, blood-stained clothes, circled her halfway, and noticed the wound on her shoulder.
His expression darkened, and without hesitation, he condensed a golden aura of blood from between his brows and dispersed it into her wound.
This is the power of his soul.
A layer of color began to spread across Yan Huanyue's pale face, and his complexion grew even paler.
He slowly walked up to Yan Huanyue, raised his hand and gently touched her cheek with the back of his hand, then lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Sister, you're injured. Instead of taking good care of yourself, where do you think you're going?"
Yan Huanyue gently grasped his hand that was hanging by his side with her right hand, "I'm coming to find you."
Pei Xuanzhi stared at her intently, then suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh, "Should I express my gratitude and kowtow, or something else?"
Yan Huanyue immediately explained, "Xuanzhi, what I said before was..."
"Enough!"
His face instantly darkened, and he scooped her up in his arms, turned around, and left the room.
As the wind and snow outside subsided, Pei Xuanzhi carried her to the edge of the snow-covered peak and jumped off.
As they fell off the cliff, the wind howled past their ears. Yan Huanyue nestled in his arms, enveloped in the warm aura emanating from the cold-repelling bead beneath his robes.
There were already many cultivators and demons living beneath the natural barrier, and many of the Yun family's retainers were also captured and escorted here.
Pei Xuanzhi deliberately bypassed the crowd and slipped into a crack in the mountainside hidden by cold wood.
The further they went, the colder it became. Yan Huanyue nestled against his chest and whispered, "You and the Demon Lord are of the same race. It was the Demon Lord who found you, wasn't it?"
Pei Xuanzhi said coolly, "The stone wall isolates the aura, so she can't find her way there."
"Then how did you get out?"
Pei Xuanzhi lowered his head and kissed her forehead, saying casually, "Sweetie, you'll find out soon enough."
His attitude inexplicably sent a chill down her spine. "If you don't know the key, how did you manage to break my master's wife's protective spirit array?"
He said calmly, "As long as you're willing to use your brain, formations are never that difficult."
Yan Huanyue vaguely sensed a strange feeling that she wanted to resist, and suddenly jumped off his arms. "I'm not going, Xuanzhi, let's go stay on Jixue Peak."
Without saying a word, Pei Xuanzhi picked her up again and quickened his pace, heading deeper into the secret passage.
"The joyous reunion of lovers after their desperate escape is so touching that it brings tears to my eyes. How can I not go, sister? I'm really looking forward to seeing your reaction."
Yan Huanyue raised her hand and hugged his neck. "But I've already seen you."
Pei Xuan carried her silently through several stone walls and into the small stone chamber.
A chilling, bloody stench assaulted our senses.
A wisp of firelight drifted from Pei Xuanzhi's fingertips and spread throughout the small stone chamber.
Yan Huanyue looked at Fu Yinhuan, who was tied up and locked in the corner, and suddenly her eyes twitched, and she instantly understood everything.
When Yun Xuanchen fled here after his defeat, he was killed by the sect leader. He should have died near the chasm, but he was resurrected.
She had been stained with the blood of many pythons and had undergone extreme heat and cold to temper her body, which was why she was able to see through Yun Xuanchen's illusion.
Fu Yinhuan was swallowed by it and miraculously came back to life. Was Yun Xuanchen, who had just died back then, also swallowed whole by a scavenging python and then crawling out of its mouth...?
Pei Xuanzhi held her as they sat on the small couch in the stone chamber. Looking at Fu Yinhuan in the corner, he whispered in her ear, "I remember he should have died on a snowy day. How did he end up here? Oh, right, and he was carrying your sword?"
"You took him out of the box and put me inside. You explored the secret passage together, and he was swallowed by the python. Your heart died, and you were no longer willing to pretend with me. Before you died, you said a few words from the heart to me so that I wouldn't make any more foolish mistakes, right?"
Pei Xuanzhi held her tightly in his arms, and said with a gloomy sneer, "Good sister, don't mind me, an outsider. Look, he's not dead. Are you happy?"
He tightened his embrace. "You wanted to come see him earlier, but I was afraid that your grief would affect your recovery, so I brought you to see him. Why don't you go and check if he's injured?"
Yan Huanyue stared intently at Fu Yinhuan, who was almost translucent and breathing thinly, and murmured, "No... there's at least one more python-like creature..."
Pei Xuan rested his chin on her head, looked at Fu Yinhuan, and chuckled, "Yes, she was kept as a treasure by Yun Xuanchen in the Doubtful Palace waterway. She's golden, and I just lured her here. She's in this pool over here. Would you like to see her?"
Her thoughts raced in an instant, and Yan Huanyue suddenly grabbed his hand that was wrapped around its waist, "You released your soul mist over there?"
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