The moment her older sister's figure disappeared before her eyes.
Song Siyao's mind went completely blank.
It stared blankly at the sky, as if it couldn't think straight.
He reached out blankly.
She only had time to catch the fleeting beauty that drifted into her hand.
The girl stood there, stunned, and suddenly looked around.
He muttered to himself, "Where's my older sister..."
"Where did my older sister go?!"
It was as if by doing so, they could forget about the sacrifice of the elixir they had just offered.
The sound of shattering was just as heartbreaking as the sound of the spear falling.
Shen Zhuochuan was frozen in place, utterly dejected.
The pierced heart has regenerated flesh and blood.
The Buddhist disciple, who had used his own power to subdue the demonic forces, sighed silently and turned to leave.
Su Xi, wielding two blades, was also still in shock.
Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the direction where Song Tingwan disappeared in mid-air, and her crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed thoughtfully.
With a snap, Venerable Dongming's ice sword shattered.
It turned out that Cang Jin had used his killing move while they were distracted.
But this time...
His strength is not what it used to be.
Venerable Dongming and Venerable Yuntian retaliated, knocking Cangjin back three steps.
Cang Jin's actions drew everyone's attention once again.
The girl's eyes reflected a mixture of red and black, and the light that had been strangled and fallen to the ground flew back into her hand.
Just now, within the demonic energy mass, the angry righteous energy re-condensed within him.
She drew her sword and walked step by step toward Cang Jin with a blank expression.
The sword intent emanating from his body surged higher and higher, showing signs of exploding.
Shen Zhuochuan suddenly came to his senses, grabbed his gun, and flashed in front of her.
A spear blocked her path.
Song Siyao numbly turned her head and nudged Li Guang, as if she wanted him to move aside.
Shen Zhuochuan's face was grim. He stood there, blocking the way, and said in a hoarse voice, "She won't die."
It snowed heavily that day.
She made a solemn promise to him inside the pavilion.
He didn't believe it.
Song Tingwan died like this.
It was as if no one could accept her death.
Song Siyao is the same.
Her eyes flashed with bloodlust, and she heard her elder sister's intermittent words of trusting her as the demonic forces slaughtered her.
The girl's pupil color was restored.
Reason, which had been obscured by the unexpected events, slowly returned.
But there aren't many.
"But he is going to die."
The sword intent of Li Guang angrily pointed at the Demon Lord Cang Jin.
Seeing that she was no longer in a state of collapse and numbness, Shen Zhuochuan turned to the side and threw his spear at Cang Jin with great speed.
Song Siyao followed without hesitation.
With the two juniors already involved, are these Tribulation Transcending cultivators just going to stand by and watch?
Take advantage of Cang Jin's current weakened state and kill him!
Such inexplicable evil magic must be eliminated.
If left unchecked, the cultivation world will face even greater calamities in the future.
Without uttering a word, everyone got to work together.
Having fallen to the level of an ordinary Tribulation Transcending cultivator, Cang Jin was no match for so many people.
He dodged in a sorry state, cursing silently in his heart, and once again sought help from heaven.
But this time, there was no response from heaven.
He was met with an unstoppable surge of sword energy.
"Oh, this little girl actually created her own sword techniques?"
Some people looked at the sword's momentum, finding it both unfamiliar and full of vitality and justice.
Venerable Dongming stopped in his tracks and smiled with satisfaction.
With the help of the little girl, everyone brought Cang Jin to the brink of death. As expected, Song Siyao's fighting spirit soared, and he unleashed the final blow—
The girl was unruly and fierce, as if the justice of heaven and earth had been condensed upon her.
Pointing his sword to the sky, he declared, "I am determined to slay all the wicked and evil under heaven!"
We must not allow it to wreak havoc on the world again.
Wield justice for the common people as your sword.
He slashed at the Demon Lord, who used evil magic to devour those stained with blood.
One sword shatters the sky.
Cang Jin stared blankly down at the ground, and in an instant, the sword pierced his body.
The humanoid shape exploded, transforming into primordial demonic energy that dissipated as mist.
.
The new swordsmanship prodigy left a deep impression on all those at the Tribulation Transcending stage.
The war ended.
Baili Xijiang and the other two stumbled and ran back.
Looking at the group of Transcending Tribulation cultivators, along with his sister and Shen Zhuochuan, only that smiling, gentle figure was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is my master? Uncle, where did my master go!" The little black dragon grabbed his uncle's hand and questioned him hysterically.
Along the way, countless people recounted the battle at its heart, and everyone sighed for that genius swordsman and the peerless alchemist at the Foundation Establishment stage.
She was a goddess who sacrificed herself to give divine elixir, allowing countless people to be reborn.
Qin Xi's eyes were red and swollen, and she tried to hold back her tears, but she choked back sobs and couldn't stop crying: "What goddess, what sacrifice, Wan'er is the one who can't bear to part with us, right—"
Wan Qiji remained silent for a long time. When he saw that Song Siyao and Shen Zhuochuan were completely unresponsive to their questions, everything seemed to have an answer.
His fist clenched tremblingly, his eyes bloodshot, his desire for cultivation growing ever stronger.
He couldn't help in any way.
Because of his low cultivation level, he couldn't even see his friend one last time.
"...My sister is not dead."
"She can't bear to leave us..."
Song Siyao's voice was hoarse as she murmured something that seemed to be comforting them, or perhaps comforting herself.
Suddenly, the girl looked up sharply.
He took out a sound transmission stone.
How could a father remain completely unresponsive during a major battle?
Even her elder sister vanished before her eyes.
With his father's brilliant and resourceful abilities.
How could there be no reaction at all!
She sent the message with trembling hands.
There was no response to a single word.
She then took out the Mirror of Vision.
The hand holding the sword lost its footing for the first time, causing the water mirror to fall to the ground.
Qin Xi, trembling and with tears streaming down her face, picked up the items for her with both hands.
Song Siyao glanced at her blankly, then lowered her eyes and continued to use her spiritual vision on her father.
Once, twice.
More than ten times.
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