"How did the Demon Blade Eri end up in your hands?!"
Lan Xiao was momentarily distracted and unable to dodge in time. He was grazed by the blade, and blood immediately gushed from his shoulder!
"The Demon Blade will never submit to humanity!"
"Shh—" Chu Hongluan sheathed her sword and gestured for him to be quiet. "This is a secret. Come closer and I'll tell you."
I don't believe you for a second!
Lan Xiao's thinking was too rigid. At this moment, he couldn't sort out the details at all, let alone realize that Chu Hongluan was E Ri. His mind was only thinking that if he could bring E Ri back to the Ten Thousand Demon Cave, the Venerable would be very pleased, and the restoration of the Demon Clan would be just around the corner.
Thinking this way, he became even more determined after setbacks, and took the initiative to swing his long sickle, unleashing bursts of powerful, cold light!
As fellow cultivators in the Tribulation Transcending stage, he, a pure-blooded demon, had no reason to yield to a human!
Startled by his sudden surge of fighting spirit, Chu Hongluan reacted quickly and raised her sword to block, but was still forced back three steps.
Chu Hongluan blinked blankly.
What's going on? Has her reputation lost its intimidating power?
This was the first time that the other party showed neither fear nor timidity after she revealed her identity.
Something's not right, something's very wrong.
Chu Hongluan spun in the air, dodging the killing intent while slashing back with her sword, creating a dazzling screen of light. She then followed up with another slash, roaring away like a silver dragon!
Lan Xiao withstood the two surging sword intents, feeling a tingling numbness in his tiger's mouth. He couldn't help but admire the solidity of his cultivation. But no matter what, he was determined to take the Demonic Blade Eri away today!
Thinking of this, Lan Xiao brought his scythe closer, this time aiming directly at her right hand holding the knife! He actually intended to cut her off along with the knife!
Chu Hongluan's eyes turned solemn. She quickly retreated, but seeing the scythe still pressing closer, she pursed her red lips and suddenly let go, allowing the calamity to fall freely.
Lan Xiao couldn't hide his joy and immediately turned to snatch the knife.
Just as it was about to touch the hilt of the knife, the downward momentum of the calamity suddenly halted, hovering in mid-air, and then began to tremble violently. A sharp whistling sound, like the wailing of ghosts or the howling of wolves, was also heard.
It created concentric rings of sound, deafening and resounding! It seemed to penetrate directly into the brain, shaking one's mind and soul!
Lan Xiao almost vomited blood and had no choice but to stop, instead covering his buzzing ears.
It's this very moment!
The day of calamity suddenly turned its blade on the spot!
With a soft "pfft"
Lan Xiao's pupils contracted, and he stared blankly down at his chest, only to see that the long sword had already completely disappeared into his chest.
Chu Hongluan stretched out her hand, and the Eri was suddenly pulled out, bringing with it a gush of blood. But it didn't care at all and couldn't wait to fly back into her hand, just like a child trying to win favor.
"No...this is impossible..."
Lan Xiao coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to his knees, supporting himself with his long scythe. His pupils trembled violently, revealing his shock and resentment.
He still refused to believe it.
The Eri—it should have belonged to their lord! It belongs to the demon race! It's an ancient demonic blade!
How could it submit to a human being?!
“Sigh…” Chu Hongluan sighed deeply, descended from the void, and walked step by step to Lan Xiao.
“You are right. The ancient demonic blade, Eri, will indeed not submit to humanity. So, what I want to say is... you may have misunderstood. It is not that Eri submits to me, but rather... Eri is me, and I am Eri.”
The crimson in Chu Hongluan's eyes gradually faded, and the bloodthirsty aura reluctantly surged back into the blade, causing her cultivation level to drop back to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"Speaking of which, before I left this wilderness, I was your neighbor."
Lan Xiao was stunned, and it took her a long time to realize the meaning behind her words. She began to tremble uncontrollably.
"I see... I see..."
At the same time, Liu Jinghong and Ke Tinghe also dealt with all the remaining demonic cultivators. Their corpses lay scattered everywhere, and their deaths alone revealed who was responsible.
A single slash to the throat, a single slash to the head, a single slash through the heart, a single slash to the waist—the cuts are clean, crisp, and swift; these are the spoils of war for Kotinghe.
As for those who were burned to a crisp by the flames of karma, riddled with holes by the wind blades, their arms and legs scattered on the ground, their heads crushed, their chests ripped open, their abdomens ripped open, their intestines and brains spilling out...
Ke Tinghe stared wide-eyed at Liu Jinghong with a strange look in his eyes.
Liu Jinghong glanced at him: "What are you looking at? You don't have such a strong sense of compassion that you treat even demonic cultivators the same way, do you?"
"Hey, don't make baseless accusations. I just vaguely remember that you used to be very conscious of your image. Why don't you even bother to pretend anymore?"
Liu Jinghong smiled enigmatically, "Single people wouldn't understand."
"......"
The two returned to Chu Hongluan's side, looking at Lan Xiao as if he were a monkey.
"Is this the demon race? This is the first time I've ever seen a living demon. This horn looks so cool, can I touch it?" Ke Tinghe's eyes were bright, his face full of eagerness.
At this moment, Lan Xiao, as a demon, had only one line in his mind that his righteous disciples often said: "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated!"
Lan Xiao's eyes were filled with malice, and his spiritual power surged around him, clearly a sign of self-destruction!
Chu Hongluan swiftly plunged her knife into his spiritual palace, and with a forceful twist, the surging spiritual power instantly subsided, like fireworks after an explosion, rapidly decaying and withering away.
"Do you remember what I said to you when you left the nameless immortal mountain that day?"
The light in Lan Xiao's eyes gradually faded. After the resentment and unwillingness subsided, his slightly effeminate face appeared exceptionally pale. His long, black hair, reaching his ankles, was scattered in disarray and soaked with the blood that kept gushing from beneath his body, giving him a heartbreakingly broken appearance.
If Chu Hongluan didn't have someone else in her heart, she would surely waver at this moment, but she just calmly stared at him and uttered one cold word after another.
“It’s alright, I can repeat it. That day I said that if I ever saw you again, I would use this knife to plunge it into your soul—see, I never lie.”
Lan Xiao trembled, and then fell completely silent.
He heard it.
Chu Hongluan pursed her lips, then smiled contentedly.
Thank goodness.
She was even worried that he would die too quickly, leaving her to perform a one-woman show...
The mighty Demon Clan's Great Protector died silently in this mysterious cave, and none of the hundred or so demon cultivators who accompanied him survived.
"The character '离' (li) signifies purgatory."
Liu Jinghong set another large fire, burning all the corpses to ashes.
Chu Hongluan sheathed her sword, and Liu Jinghong skillfully handed her a handkerchief to wipe the blood off the blade.
Seeing the two interacting, Ke Tinghe wrinkled his nose in displeasure. He regretted following them; he felt shiny, brighter than a giant luminous pearl.
"Let's go, next level," Chu Hongluan said.
"Okay!" Ke Tinghe replied quickly.
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