At the foot of Qingshan Mountain, in a small town.
A gloomy and cold atmosphere hung over Qingshan Mountain, with dark clouds obscuring the sky and darkness enveloping everything.
The streets were deserted and empty, the once vibrant streets now dilapidated and gloomy, and a terrifying atmosphere permeated the air.
Occasionally, suspicious and eerie creatures drift in the air, their bodies almost transparent. They come in groups of three or five, and within their range, several corpses lie on the ground, their bodies mutilated and covered in blood, a truly horrifying sight.
"Ah! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Get away from me!"
A little girl was screaming in the distance, her body trembling uncontrollably, her eyes brimming with tears of terror.
She slumped to the ground, unable to move. The demons floating in front of her let out sinister cackling laughter and conversed with each other in their unique demonic language, as if mocking her fear and embarrassment.
Wisps of black energy emanated from the little girl's body and slowly drifted into the demon's body. They were absorbing her nourishment; fear, apprehension, cowardice, and the deepest desires in these people's hearts were their nourishment.
After a hearty meal, the game was over, and they were about to start their killing spree.
The magic in his hand gathered into a black ball, which he raised high and charged towards the girl on the ground.
"No...don't kill me!" Her eyes widened suddenly, her feet scraping the ground as she tried to escape, her hands grabbing at something haphazardly, but finding nothing.
Helpless pain filled her entire body; danger was right before her eyes, yet there was no way for her to escape.
The black magic ball was thrown at her. She instinctively screamed, closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
At the critical moment, a powerful, cold sword light flashed by, instantly burning several demons to ashes. The little girl was nowhere to be seen on the ground.
...
In a secluded underground wine cellar, more than three hundred townspeople were crowded together, each huddled with their loved ones, sitting trembling on the ground. Any slight movement outside was enough to cause them panic.
In the innermost open space, separated by a small bed, lay a woman in a plain white robe, her face pale and unconscious. A whisk lay beside her arm on the inner side, while a beautiful woman sat beside her on the other side, her expression somewhat worried.
A sword flashed, illuminating the wine cellar, and a figure appeared inside.
Thinking they were demons, some people were immediately alarmed and cried out in surprise.
This shout only amplified the fear, and the crowd immediately became agitated.
"Don't be afraid, it's me." Li Jiang spoke up at the right time, calming everyone down.
The little girl in his arms went from panic to confusion, until she saw her family and ran over with tears in her eyes.
"Father! Mother!"
"My daughter! Where have you been? Your mother was so worried about you!"
The three of them immediately huddled together, their cries shaking the heavens.
Li Jiang reinforced the defensive array in the wine cellar, then walked to the bedside and asked, "How is the Grand Tutor?"
Ji Yue shook her head, her worry barely concealed. "She's still not awake."
Li Jiang sighed, "I have already sent a message to the Qingyun Sect, and Master said he will arrive in the next two days."
Ji Yue nodded. "That's good. What I'm worried about now is what big moves the Demon Clan might make."
When the demons attacked Fusheng Pavilion, they were completely unprepared and caught off guard. The Grand Tutor was also severely injured and fell into a coma while protecting Lingyun. Unfortunately, Lingyun still lost her life to the demons.
Li Jiang frowned; this was what he was most worried about.
He didn't know the purpose of the Demon Clan's attack on Fusheng Pavilion, nor did he know why they specifically targeted Fusheng Pavilion. Was it to use Fusheng Pavilion as a precedent to declare war on the human realm and intend to defeat the five major sects one by one?
He didn't even know.
The only thing known is that the demon race and the human realm have completely broken off relations, shattering nearly a thousand years of peace.
It seems that another bloody storm is about to sweep through the Three Realms.
A moment later, two more sword lights appeared; they were Mu Dong and Mo Junqian.
They each saved several people, all of whom were villagers.
After putting the person down, Mu Dong ran to Li Jiang and said, "Senior Brother, when will Senior Sister Qing and I join us? And Master, has he received your message? Did he say when he'll be coming? Also, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
The last sentence is the key point.
Li Jiang patiently answered his questions one by one, and finally took out a sugar cake from her bosom and stuffed it into his hand.
Mu Dong peeled off the outer paper, took a bite, and the aroma of the sugar cake immediately filled the air.
A child, craving the sweet treats, cried out, "Mommy, I want some sweet treats too! Buy me some sweet treats!"
The woman picked up the child and coaxed him gently, "Good child, it's too dangerous outside right now, you can't go out. I'll buy you something when it's safe to go out."
"No, no, I want to eat it now, I want to eat it now!"
Seeing that she couldn't coax him, the woman gave Mu Dong an apologetic look.
Mu Dong looked at the sugar cake in her hand, then at the child, walked up to him and squatted down. "Here, take it. It's still warm. Eat it quickly."
The child happily took it, but the woman declined, saying, "How can I take this, young hero? You've already worked so hard to save people, I can't take it."
Mu Dong waved his hand, stood up gracefully, and revealed a bright, sunny smile, "It's alright, the child is the priority."
The woman looked at him gratefully and sincerely thanked Mu Dong.
Back beside Li Jiang, he received a rare compliment from her: "Not bad, selflessness is the epitome of chivalry."
Mu Dong blushed and scratched his head, saying, "The sugar cake was too awful, so I gave it to him because I didn't want to eat it."
Thunder rumbled outside, and it looked like it was about to rain. Li Jiang looked at the airtight wine cellar and gazed into a dark corner.
I don't know if Qinghe has received his message. I hope he can get back as soon as possible before the demons make their move.
...
The main hall of Fusheng Pavilion.
Demon Lord Ji Chen strolled leisurely through the palace, admiring its structure and murals, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Before long, a beautiful woman in black came in and reported: "My lord, of the 318 disciples in the Floating Life Pavilion, including that old Grand Tutor, 102 have escaped, and the remaining 216 have all been killed by us."
Ji Chen stood with his hands behind his back. "Very good. Take all those women's corpses and let her absorb them."
"It's already underway," the woman in black said. "Should I send someone else to find that Grand Tutor?"
Ji Chen raised his hand to interrupt her, "No need. She and her disciple are already trapped. They are seriously injured and won't escape far. They will fall into our hands sooner or later. There's no need to rush."
He climbed the steps one by one, sat in the highest position, and with an air of looking down on the world, said, "The most important thing now is our puppet."
The woman in black gently waved her wooden fan. "Your subordinate knows why Your Excellency chose the Floating Life Pavilion as the first sacrifice. It's because all the disciples in the Floating Life Pavilion are women. Women are naturally more yin in nature, making it an excellent place to cultivate puppets. Once the yin energy enters their bodies, their evil arts will be perfected. At that time, a sharp blade will be born, and the one who wields that blade will be Your Excellency, right?"
Ji Chen laughed loudly, "As expected of the Evil Star Yan Luo, you are absolutely right."
Yan Luoqian smiled, her beauty both elegant and alluring.
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