Behind them were ordinary people without spiritual energy and fellow disciples with low cultivation levels; in front of them were the elite troops of the demon race. In this battle, even if there was a nine-out-of-ten chance of death, they would fight to the very end!
Sui An felt that as a book cultivator in the library, his cultivation was too shallow. He usually boasted that he had read books a hundred times and that no one could compare to him. But when the army was pressing in, he didn't even have the strength to rush to the front and fight the demon soldiers to the death!
Watching Hua Nuansu and Chunmei fight, I felt a pang of emotion.
His fair and beautiful fingers twitched, and his sharp eyes noticed that the mortal next to Chunmei was actually quite powerful!
He flew into the deadly trap formation, a curved blade like a crescent moon spinning continuously, its blade shimmering with an indescribable aura.
A fierce, demonic wind blew through his black and gold robes, causing the jade pendants at his waist to jingle. He was a gentleman as pure as jade, a perfect example of such a man.
The curved blade reflected the glint of light in his strong eyebrows and eyes, exuding a captivating yet suffocating allure filled with a strange and perilous charm.
Sui An was astonished. Why would a mortal possess such an inexplicable and indescribable killer aura that seemed neither human nor demon?
"Senior sister, danger!" Sui An gripped his personal magic weapon, the Qiankun Brush, and leaped up. The shockwaves from the collision of demonic energy and spiritual energy from the cultivation world stung his eyes. Going against the demonic wind, he quickly used his pure blood to write and draw on the scroll.
Hua Nuansu and Chunmei are both at the Nascent Soul stage. However, Hua Nuansu has only just emerged from seclusion, so her cultivation level is probably not as high as that of a seasoned and experienced demon princess like Chunmei.
Moreover, the demon princess had not yet activated her protective magic weapon, and Sui An felt uneasy as he watched Hua Nuansu suffer defeat after defeat.
Ordinary landscape illustrations were useless, so he had no choice but to use all his cultivation essence to rewrite and paint, creating a superior illustration with even more powerful and focused spiritual energy.
However, when he unleashed the Mountain and River Universe Map, a masterpiece condensed from his life's cultivation, to aid Hua Nuansu, Yan Wuping's crescent-shaped dagger, which had been charging menacingly towards Hua Nuansu, suddenly turned and pierced Chunmei's back.
Blood gushed out, and Chunmei turned around in disbelief, unable to believe that her beloved husband would betray her at the last minute.
The demonic energy dissipated, and Chunmei opened its mouth but could not utter a word.
From her back, wisps of demonic energy swirled, and behind her, millions of demonic soldiers howled and wailed.
In an instant, outside the Tianlan Sect's mountain gate, fifty miles away from Anyuan Town, the resentment of the demonic soldiers and monsters reached its peak!
Her shocked, surprised, and resentful eyes held a silent question.
With a cool and aloof expression, Yan Wuping didn't say much, and his overall demeanor was completely different.
“Jiang Xiaosheng is my benefactor,” Yan Wuping said slowly.
His voice seemed to come from a distant mortal realm, carrying a fierce hatred and the heartbreaking sorrow of a lover.
And the extreme hatred and irreversible tragedy of the Hehuan Sect being unjustly wiped out.
Chunmei smiled wistfully and knowingly: "So it was that fool. I lied to him, and he..."
"He didn't lie to you, you were just too greedy."
The sleek blade of the Crescent Moon Blade was stained with the demonic blood of the Water Demon, emitting a mournful, wailing sound.
Like a woman waking from a deep dream, Chunmei suddenly realized that her weak spot was in the back of her heart.
Whether one is a cultivator of immortality or a born demonic cultivator, everyone has a weakness.
Once the weak point is breached, no matter how profound one's cultivation, it will all be reduced to ashes, leaving one completely at the mercy of others.
"He has finally come to find me..." The scene before me, seemingly both real and unreal, depicts the harmonious love between two people in the mortal world. Back then, the two were inseparable, living a peaceful life like any ordinary couple. But alas, all that happiness and beauty ended the moment Chunmei set up a honey trap and framed Jiang Xiaosheng.
Jiang Xiaosheng, the senior disciple of the Hehuan Sect, unfortunately has not appeared in the cultivation world for many years.
It is said that he and his mortal wife lived in seclusion somewhere in the mortal world, leading a life free from worldly strife.
The cultivators of the Hehuan Sect were not originally highly skilled. It was only with great difficulty that a handsome and talented young man named Jiang Xiaosheng emerged. Before the sect leader could even rejoice, this free-spirited cultivator went to travel in the mortal realm.
Over the years, the Hehuan Sect has only produced two people who have made the entire sect proud.
A woman named Bingniang, Zhu Yi's biological mother.
The other one is Jiang Xiaosheng.
These two are people who cause the Hehuan Sect Master great distress.
She abandoned a bright and promising future in cultivation, insisting on staying with her lover forever. As a result, she became a concubine in the Zhu family, and from then on, she became a forgotten gem, losing all her luster.
Another one fell in love with someone she shouldn't have. When she was laughing and chatting with her partner, her will weakened, and she was affected by the demon's charm spell, revealing all the weaknesses of the Hehuan Sect.
Chunmei, using herself as bait, obtained intelligence and, without hesitation, killed Hu Zhengdao. She then led the demons to attack the Hehuan Sect, launching a surprise attack and causing a great massacre. Thus, the Hehuan Sect in the cultivation world was destroyed.
What about Jiang Xiaosheng? He didn't die. Chunmei was ultimately willing to kill him to dust and turn him into ashes, showing him mercy and giving him a full life.
Jiang Xiaosheng narrowly escaped Chunmei's killing move while still alive. When he was almost back to cultivating immortality after recuperating in the mortal world, he saw that the once joyful Hehuan Sect had been occupied by a group of demonic soldiers and monsters.
The trap set up by the Imperial Mirror Master kept them trapped, but the stench of blood in front of the mountain gate steps lingered. Tears streamed down their faces, and the tough men's eyes were bloodshot as they could no longer hold on.
Jiang Xiaosheng was no ordinary person after all. He had been wandering the mortal world for a long time and had met countless talented and extraordinary people along the way.
Upon hearing of the trouble at the Hehuan Sect, Yan Wuping, a fox demon who had once received his kindness, came out to search for her benefactor.
Jiang Xiaosheng then used his own essence and flesh to reforge Yan Wuping's Crescent Moon Blade. As the weapon's spirit, he had only one wish—to personally kill Chunmei and avenge the entire Hehuan Sect!
Having obtained Jiang Xiaosheng's flesh and blood essence, Yan Wuping naturally concealed his demon form and transformed into a pale-faced young man with no strength to even kill a chicken. In the mortal realm, he "accidentally" encountered Chunmei and repeatedly plotted to get close to her, all for this fatal blow.
At this moment, Yan Wuping's curved blade roared softly, like an old man who had fulfilled his long-cherished wish and had no more worries.
Chunmei was unwilling to accept this, her gaze falling on the blood-stained crescent moon blade. "We are destined to be enemies for life, how can I be at ease letting you scheme against me?"
"No one can stop the Demon Race from unifying the Canglan Continent. You insignificant people, you shall all be buried with this princess!"
"And you, you actually lied to me, I really did want you to be my demon prince consort..."
A bluish-purple demonic aura emanated from his bones and blood. Chunmei's eyes were filled with hazy tears. Her slender, bloodless fingers clasped together, opened and closed again, forming a complex hand seal. A tremendous energy was brewing within her.
"Oh no, she's going to self-destruct!" Hua Nuansu shouted, ordering the Tianlan Sect disciples to retreat fifty miles back to the mountain gate.
Yan Wuping had a premonition and used a magical barrier to protect himself.
The power of a high-level demon's flesh and blood self-destruction carries an evil curse. Even if it doesn't instantly blast people to pieces, once it's tainted with thick resentment, neither humans nor demons can ever cultivate properly again!
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