When they saw her wake up, everyone's eyes lit up.
"He's awake! The Immortal Emperor is awake!"
"Immortal Emperor, how are you? Are you badly injured?"
"Why is only you here, Immortal Emperor? Where is Chu Qingyu? He was the one who notified us that you were in danger and told us to come and rescue you immediately. Why isn't he here himself?"
Upon hearing Chu Qingyu's name, Rong Zi's hazy consciousness instantly returned.
She was completely weak, and with a feeble effort, she raised one hand and grabbed one of the men's arms, saying in a hoarse voice, "Run...run fast."
Rong Zi's voice was too soft for the other person to hear clearly.
"What?"
Someone urged, "Hey, stop dawdling! The Immortal Emperor is so badly injured, we should hurry up and take her back."
No sooner had this person finished speaking than Feng Yuan's voice, tinged with laughter, suddenly rang out.
"Go back? Go back where?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present immediately formed a protective circle around Rong Zi.
Feng Yuan appeared with a large number of troops, completely surrounding the canyon.
Everyone was shocked to see this.
"Demon Lord?"
What's going on?
Why is the Demon Lord here?
Didn't Chu Qingyu say that the Immortal Emperor encountered a large-scale monster tide?
Just in case, Fengyuan's forces are hundreds of times larger than Rongzi's.
He glanced at Rong Zi, who was being protected at the very back of the crowd, and laughed, "Not bad, so many people are actually willing to come and save you?"
Feng Yuan's greedy gaze fell upon the crowd.
"I can't wait to absorb their life force and cultivation..."
Rong Zi met his gaze, gritted her teeth, and warned, "You dare!"
"You'll see if I dare!" Feng Yuan waved his hand at his men, "Leave no one alive!"
...
"Protect the Immortal Emperor!"
Most of those who came to rescue Rong Zi this time were people who had previously signed a subordinate contract with her.
Even though they had all been beaten up by Rong Zi before.
But at this moment, they were almost all giving their all, not only to fight the enemy, but also to protect Rong Zi, who had no fighting ability whatsoever.
Feng Yuan was well-prepared, bringing not only a large number of people, but also a great deal of strength.
Rong Zi's people were no match for them at all.
As he watched helplessly as his men fell one after another, their bright red blood staining the entire earth, Rong Zi's eyes widened in fury, turning red with rage.
She was so weak that even standing on her own was a problem, and all she could do was shout helplessly in a hoarse voice.
"Stop! Stop it now..."
Feng Yuan grabbed a person by the neck and absorbed all of that person's life force and cultivation right in front of Rong Zi. "Rong Zi, do you see? They all died because of you."
"Feng Yuan, I will definitely kill you." Rong Zi's eyes were bloodshot. "I will!"
"You should start thinking about how you're going to die soon. At this rate, it won't be long before it's your turn."
Feng Yuan laughed wildly.
He was very well prepared, having set up many formations and traps in the canyon beforehand.
Those who came to rescue Rong Zi didn't even have a chance to escape.
Much later.
Everything finally returned to calm.
Amidst a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, Rong Zi knelt on the ground, covered in blood, a single tear of blood slowly sliding down her cheek.
Feng Yuan stood with a corpse under his feet, looking down at Rong Zi, and disgustingly stuck out his tongue to lick the blood off his fingertips.
"Now...it's your turn."
"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily. After all, your spiritual root is still useful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yuan raised his hand to cast a spell.
Having absorbed the cultivation of so many people, although he has not yet fully digested it, his strength has still increased significantly.
As Feng Yuan moved, a domineering and powerful demonic energy rushed towards Rong Zi, wrapping around her neck like a rope.
Then tighten.
Rong Zi felt a sudden pain in her neck, and the intense feeling of suffocation made her face turn red.
Feng Yuan was quite pleased to see the pained expression on Rong Zi's face.
He slowly raised his arm.
At the same time, Rong Zi's neck was also bound by demonic energy, and his toes left the ground, his body gradually rising into the air.
Just as she felt flashes of white light before her eyes and her consciousness began to fade.
A sharp and familiar attack sliced through the air, heading straight for Fengyuan.
Feng Yuan sensed danger, felt a chill run down his spine, and immediately raised his hand to defend himself.
However, it was clear that the other party's cultivation level was far superior to his.
The powerful spiritual energy not only shattered Feng Yuan's defenses instantly, but also struck his chest with unstoppable force, causing him to bleed profusely and fly backward, smashing a huge crater into the ground not far away.
In an instant, dust and smoke rose everywhere.
The demonic energy around Rong Zi's neck disappeared, and he fell to the ground in a disheveled state.
However, before she could fall to the ground, a figure appeared and she landed in a warm and familiar embrace.
The sudden rush of air into Rong Zi's throat made her throat ache.
She covered her neck and coughed a few times uncontrollably.
"Cough cough..."
When had Rong Xuan ever seen Rong Zi in such a disheveled state?
His fingers trembled as he held the person in his arms, his face full of heartache.
"Little sister..."
Rong Zi looked up and met Rong Xuan's gaze.
In that instant, her overwhelming sorrow finally found a place to rest.
With tears in her eyes, Rong Zi gripped Rong Xuan's sleeve tightly with her bloodied fingers and cried out hoarsely.
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