Chapter 4: Something is wrong with this enemy 2
Before the demon blade arrived, the cold and violent aura was already in the air!
Jiang Xuelan's pupils suddenly shrank! He instinctively tried to form a defensive spell, but suddenly a sharp, piercing pain, as if his soul was being torn apart, came from his sea of consciousness!
"Ugh!" A muffled groan escaped his lips uncontrollably, and his vision darkened. It was Li Jiuyou! The intense rage and murderous intent that erupted from this madman during his attack, through the Heart-Slaying Contract, transformed into the most direct pain, viciously piercing his soul!
The pain came too suddenly and violently, instantly disrupting all of his spiritual energy. The immortal light gathered at his fingertips suddenly dissipated, and his body stiffened for a moment, watching as the pitch-black demonic blade was about to pierce his skull!
"Junior brother!" Bai Zhi was horrified and flew over, but it was too late.
At the critical moment, Jiang Xuelan relied almost entirely on the fighting instinct ingrained in his bones, and lunged to the side in an extremely awkward yet effective posture!
The demon blade flew by his temples, and the sharp wind cut off a few strands of flying black hair. Before the strands of hair fell to the ground, the demon blade had already slammed into the Coiled Dragon Jade Pillar behind him!
A resounding explosion shook the entire High Heaven Palace! The Panlong Jade Pillar, carved from a single block of ten-thousand-year-old warm jade and inscribed with defensive runes, was blasted into a shocking crater! Jade dust rained down, and smoke filled the air!
Jiang Xuelan fell heavily to the ground. Although he avoided a vital injury, the demon blade's aftershocks tore through his left shoulder, leaving a deep wound visible to the bone. Blood quickly stained the snow-white fabric red. Even worse, the "pain connection" of the Heart-Slaying Contract was bidirectional!
"Hiss..." On the other side of the water mirror, Li Jiuyou, who was about to press on with another strike, gasped in surprise as a sharp, piercing pain shot through his left shoulder! The pain came without reason, instantly interrupting his concentrated demonic energy and causing him to stagger. He instinctively covered his shoulder, his bloodshot eyes looking in disbelief at the sight of Jiang Xuelan, who had fallen to the ground in the water mirror, his shoulder stained with blood.
**What's going on?! I clearly didn't hit him! This pain... is it from that pretty boy?!**
Li Jiuyou was a bit confused. The strangeness of this Heart-Slaying Contract was beyond his understanding of "curse"! Even the pain of injury was shared? How could he fight? If he stabbed the other party, he would feel the pain too? Was he kidnapping an enemy or an ancestor?!
Jiang Xuelan endured the burning pain in his shoulder and the dizziness churning through his mind, pushing himself to stand. His face was pale, and a fine layer of sweat oozed from his forehead, but his eyes were as cold as the edge of an ice-hardened sword, staring intently at Li Jiuyou in the water mirror, who was also clutching his shoulder, his expression filled with fear and doubt.
The two men, separated by the shattered water mirror, sat on the ground, one clutching a bloodied shoulder, while the other, clutching an uninjured shoulder, stared in disbelief. The air was thick with smoke, blood, and a lingering sense of absurdity: "What the hell is this?"
"Demon King Li Jiuyou!" The Immortal Venerable finally managed to steady the water mirror, his hair and beard standing on end, furious. "How dare you commit such a crime in Lingxiao Palace! All disciples, listen to my order! Form the Tiangang Demon Subduing Formation! Kill this beast!"
The disciples of the immortal sect woke up as if from a dream, and they all took out their magic weapons. Spiritual power surged, and a melee was about to break out.
At this moment, an extremely inappropriate voice, full of curiosity and a bit of naivety and stupidity, broke the tense silence.
"Huh?" Ache, the troublemaker junior brother sitting behind Jiang Xuelan, who had been trying to minimize his presence, had unearthed a tattered ancient book with half its cover peeling off. He glanced down at the pages, then looked up at Li Jiuyou, who was clutching his shoulder in the water mirror, then at his own brother's bloodied shoulder. His eyes widened, as if he had discovered something new. He muttered clearly, loud enough for the entire hall to hear:
"Ancient texts say...those who have formed a Heart-Slaying Contract share a common pain and a shared life and death... Uh... If, if you want to alleviate the backlash... perhaps you could... try... dual cultivation?"
A dead silence that was more thorough, more stagnant, and more suffocating than before instantly enveloped the entire Lingxiao Palace.
The Immortal Venerable's hand, which was forming a seal, froze in mid-air.
Fairy Baizhi stretched out her hand to support Jiang Xuelan, but she froze as if petrified.
The disciples who were making hand gestures to set up the battle formation all froze in their movements and had dull expressions.
Even the diffuse smoke and broken jade chips seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Time has stood still.
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