A gigantic golden claw appeared out of thin air and crashed down on the demonic army formation like a mountain.
Xuan Yin's pupils shrank sharply. He tried to activate his demonic energy for defense and teleport away, but found that his body was frozen in place and he could not move at all.
He could only watch helplessly as the golden claw shadow fell, not even having time to scream. His entire body, along with dozens of demon soldiers around him, was instantly smashed into a bloody pulp by the claw shadow, leaving no trace of his corpse!
The demon army formation instantly descended into chaos; leaderless, the demon soldiers scattered like headless flies.
Some ran wildly into the distance, while others tried to disappear into the black mist, but they didn't get very far.
They were all intimidated by the oppressive aura emanating from Ah Huang, and knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, no longer daring to move.
In the void, Ah Huang shook its paws, seemingly disgusted that it had gotten itself dirty.
Then, looking at Xiao Chen again, she said casually, "Is there anything else to deal with? If not, I'll head back. My master is waiting for me to eat."
Xiao Chen looked at the chaotic demon soldiers in the distance, then at the surviving cultivators on the city wall, and gently shook his head: "Thank you, Senior Ah Huang, there are none for now."
Ah Huang flicked its fluffy tail, preparing to turn and leave.
Lin Zhen quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply in its direction, and said with utmost respect, "Thank you for your help, senior."
"If it weren't for you, senior, the Xuanqiong Realm would have been annihilated today. On behalf of all living beings in the Xuanqiong Realm, I, Lin Zhen, am deeply grateful for your great kindness!"
Ah Huang merely glanced at Lin Zhen casually, his golden eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, yet Lin Zhen instantly froze on the spot.
That glance seemed to possess a power that could pierce through everything—his past cultivation journey, his obsession with protecting the Xuanqiong Realm, and even the regrets hidden deep in his heart.
They felt as if they had been completely seen through, their hair stood on end, and a strong sense of unease arose inexplicably, causing them to unconsciously soften their breathing.
Before Lin Zhen could say anything more, Ah Huang had already turned his gaze away and looked at Xiao Chen.
Its tail swayed gently, and its tone carried a hint of urging: "You've been out for so long, when are you going back?"
"The spirit fruits in the master's yard are all ripe. If we don't eat them soon, the squirrels next door will steal them all."
Xiao Chen scratched his head, a slightly embarrassed smile appearing on his face.
If you think about it carefully, it's been quite a while since they left the Qingyun Sect. They do miss their master, Lin Zhou, and the peaceful days in the sect.
He nodded to Ah Huang: "Don't worry, senior. Once we've finished dealing with things here, we'll go back to Qingyun Sect to see our master."
"Hmm." Ah Huang responded without saying anything more, then turned and walked towards the void.
The enormous golden body wiggled its round rear end, and with one step it tore open a spatial rift.
His figure flashed and disappeared into the crack, leaving not a trace of his presence, as if he had never been there at all.
Only after the spatial rift completely closed did Lin Zhen slowly breathe a sigh of relief and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
The oppressive feeling from Ah Huang's glance was even stronger than the pressure from Qi Lanzhi's Boundless Realm aura; it was a sense of powerlessness that came from being seen through at its very core.
He turned to look at Xiao Chen, his face full of gratitude, and said sincerely, "Young friend Xiao, the Xuanqiong Realm was able to overcome this crisis entirely thanks to you and your master and seniors."
"What do you want? Whether it's spirit ore, spirit herbs, or the legendary cultivation techniques of the Xuanqiong Realm, as long as the Xuanqiong Realm has it, I, Lin Zhen, will give it all to you!"
This wasn't just polite talk. Xiao Chen saved the entire Xuanqiong Realm, and even if you offered up the most precious resources of the Xuanqiong Realm, you still couldn't repay this debt of gratitude.
Xiao Chen waved his hand, gestured towards the array of demon soldiers outside the city, and said calmly, "Senior, let's not talk about that now. There are still enemies over there that we haven't dealt with yet."
Lin Zhen followed Xiao Chen's gaze and suddenly realized what was happening.
Just now, everyone's attention was focused on Ah Huang and the five major sects, and they forgot that there were still some remaining demon soldiers!
Although Xuan Yin was killed by Ah Huang with a single claw, there were still thousands of demon soldiers outside the city. Now without their commander, they were running around in panic like ants on a hot plate.
Some tried to break through the defenses and escape, while others cowered in place, trembling with fear; the scene was chaotic.
"Look at my memory!"
Lin Zhen patted his forehead, a hint of apology flashing in his eyes, before a determined look returned.
"Thanks to your reminder, young friend Xiao. These demon soldiers, without their commander Xuan Yin and intimidated by Senior Ah Huang's aura, are already like frightened birds. Dealing with them won't be difficult!"
He turned to the cultivators on the city wall and shouted, "All of you, listen up! The remaining demon soldiers have lost their will to fight. Follow me out of the city and wipe out the remaining enemy! Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
The cultivators on the city wall erupted in a thunderous response. The frustration they had felt from being suppressed by the five major sects and the demon race finally found an outlet.
They gripped their weapons, their eyes rekindling with fighting spirit, and followed Lin Zhen, Lin Jingxing, and the others, charging towards the demonic army formation outside the city.
The demon soldiers, already demoralized after losing their commander, were utterly helpless against the high-spirited human cultivators.
Some demon soldiers tried to resist but were killed by Lin Zhen's golden spiritual energy; others attempted to escape but were pierced through the knee by Xiao Chen's spear intent and fell heavily to the ground.
Jiang Li's sword light flowed like a streak of light, weaving through the demonic soldiers, each swing drawing forth a spray of black blood; Su She's golden poetic characters danced in the air, purifying the remaining demonic energy and protecting the wounded cultivators.
Stone was like a tiger descending the mountain, smashing away swarms of demon soldiers with his bare hands, and wherever he went, the demon soldiers scattered.
Without the restraint of Xuan Yin and the obstruction of the peak-level Creation Realm demons, the battle became a one-sided crushing defeat.
In just half an hour, most of the demon soldiers outside the city were wiped out. The remaining demon soldiers, seeing that the situation was hopeless, knelt down and surrendered.
Looking at the corpses of demon soldiers and the surrendered prisoners scattered all over the ground, Lin Zhen breathed a long sigh of relief. His tense body finally relaxed, and the crisis in the Xuanqiong Realm was finally completely resolved.
He turned to look at Xiao Chen, a relieved smile on his face: "Young friend Xiao, it's all thanks to you. If it weren't for you and your sect's help, we probably wouldn't have made it through today."
Xiao Chen looked at the gradually dissipating black mist in the distance and gently shook his head: "Senior is too kind. It is our duty to resist the demons. However, we have been away for some time. After the matters of the Xuanqiong Realm are settled, we plan to return to the Qingyun Sect to visit our master."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhen nodded hurriedly: "Of course, of course. If you have the opportunity to visit the Xuanqiong Realm again in the future, I will certainly welcome you with open arms and properly thank you for your kindness."
Xiao Chen smiled but didn't say much. He knew that this trip to the Xuanqiong Realm was just an interlude in their training, and there was a longer road ahead and stronger enemies waiting for them.
At this moment, what he wanted most was to return to Qingyun Sect as soon as possible and see his master, Lin Zhou, who always seemed lazy but always helped them at crucial moments.
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