Chapter 70

Chapter 70

When Cassel arrived at the top of the cloud, it was already purgatory. Black and white were intertwined and continuous, and they had all started fighting. It was even worse than the chaos caused by Ji Chuya.

The wings behind him floated, and golden light spread out, freezing all the demon cultivators who were still fighting. Cassel crossed his hands in front of his chest - he didn't know the angels' gestures for casting spells, nor did he know their spells. Cassel could only grope on his own and try to use the spells that Nie Wuhen taught him.

Cassel condensed his magic power and then spread it around, pressing his hand downwards - the golden light was centered on him and instantly pressed down like a golden light shield.

Fill the abilities of the immortal disciples and purify those little evil cultivators.

The high-level demon cultivators over there obviously noticed the situation here, and they all flew over one by one.

It was at this moment that Bai Yi was kicked down by Nie Wuhen, falling to the ground and making a big hole in the ground. He climbed out of the pit with difficulty, trembling as he swallowed a pill, cursing, "Nude."

Cassel stood in front of him, blocking the menacing sword intent.

Bai Yi was stunned: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I?" Cassel retorted, "I have a way to purify the evil spirit in Nie Wuhen's heart... Let's go to Yuanqi Pavilion--"

Arrows flew in from all directions, and the barrier formed by the golden light seemed to have cracks. Under the pressure, Cassel was forced to take a few steps back. He gritted his teeth and flapped his wings again. Strands of golden light fell into the bodies of those people like silk threads. Regardless of whether they were demon cultivators or immortal cultivators, the gentle power instantly circulated, purifying the demonic energy, amplifying kindness, and repairing wounds.

Cassel pushed forward for a moment and continued to block.

Bai Yi was stunned. Not only him, but the other immortal disciples and demon cultivators who were fighting were all dumbfounded.

Yan Wugui, who was far away in the sky and had no idea why the golden light suddenly appeared, raised his eyebrows. He turned around and looked at Nie Wuhen who was holding the sword, and said, "Your Majesty."

The Wuwang Sword turned in Nie Wuhen's hand and finally turned into an arrow. Nie Wuhen threw it into the air and said, "Let's see what you can do."

Yan Wugui chuckled. He was still wearing a mask so that no one could see his expression. He just tilted his head and saluted Nie Wuhen, who was already standing at the top in black clothes and robes, and said, "I will follow your orders, Your Excellency."

After saying that, the bow in his hand appeared. Yan Wugui placed the arrow transformed from the Wuwang Sword on it, pulled the bow, and aimed at the barrier: "Goodbye forever."

After saying that, let go.

Bai Yi's pupils trembled. He reached out to pull Cassel, but it was too late! The place was enveloped by a huge black fog, and hundreds of thousands of wronged souls were screaming. They gathered the most evil aura and rushed over from all directions.

The barrier was broken instantly.

All the demon cultivators and immortal cultivators who were originally watching and trying to escape were trapped in it, letting out heart-wrenching screams.

Not far away, Yan Wugui's lips curled up slightly.

Nie Wuhen stood beside him, stretched out his hand and summoned the Wuwang Sword, holding it in his palm. The sword surface turned over, and it was filled with the aura of the mind-controlling demon.

"That person is still alive," Nie Wuhen said calmly, "You deceived me."

Yan Wugui's smile froze slightly, but he quickly calmed down and said, "Your Majesty, you saw him jump off the cliff with your own eyes, how could I possibly lie to you?"

"This shouldn't be the power from my sword," Nie Wuhen raised his sword and pointed at a hill not far away, "That place should be destroyed."

"Someone escaped."

Yan Wugui was stunned.

Yuanqi Pavilion.

Cassel couldn't hold on any longer and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was shaking with pain. Although the breath of the mind-controlling demon could not take his life, it still caused great pain to his body.

He gritted his teeth, trembling his lips, poured out a handful of pills, and opened his mouth to eat -

"You can't eat like this." Bai Yi was also injured, but his injury was not as serious as Cassel's. He stopped Cassel and said, "You are really crazy. Medicine is poisonous. You are going to die!"

"Then what can I do?" Cassel held the medicine still. He looked up at Bai Yi, tears streaming down his cheeks. "It hurts so much... It really hurts so much..."

It's not physical pain, it's heartache. The pain was throbbing, as if someone was cutting him with a knife, and it was so painful that Cassel could hardly breathe.

Bai Yi was stunned.

Cassel broke free from his hand and swallowed all the pills mixed with the rusty blood. Then he touched the medicine that could make people grow wings. He clenched his teeth and glanced at Bai Yi.

Before Bai Yi could guess what it meant, the next second, he saw Cassel eat all those pills!

Bai Yi: “!!!”

"You're crazy!" Bai Yi hurriedly induced him to vomit, but Cassel kept his mouth shut and curled himself up into a ball. Bai Yi was stunned and furious. "Mad man! Both of them are crazy!"

Cassel let him scold him. Seeing that he was about to leave after scolding her, Cassel pulled at his clothes and said pitifully: "Don't leave!"

"I'll find some medicine for you."

"No," Cassel repeated, "No need..."

The next second, cold sweat soaked his whole body, and the wings behind him stretched out, and near the bottom, another pair of small wings actually grew out!

Blood flowed down Cassel's back, almost staining his clothes red. He gritted his teeth, unable to swallow the piercing pain.

It turns out that an angel’s transformation is so painful.

Bai Yi was so scared that he almost fainted. He helped Cassel sit next to the banyan tree. He was in a panic and looked everywhere for pills that could relieve the pain.

Not far away.

Nie Wuhen took Yan Wugui's bow and once again used the Wuwang sword as an arrow, aiming at the banyan tree.

This is what it means to be possessed by a demon. Why do so many people fear being possessed by a demon? Because a person possessed by a demon will destroy everything he once cared about, whether it is a person or an object. They will have no mercy and no lingering feelings. From body to mind, they only think about killing and destroying.

Loosen your hand and thousands of arrows will be fired.

The explosion sounded like thousands of horses galloping, dust flew up and gathered upwards, and finally exploded again. It was daytime, but it was as gloomy as night, with strong winds and no moon.

Yan Wugui was about to congratulate, but when he saw the smoke dissipate and the banyan tree was still intact, his face changed instantly.

Shangyao Immortal Venerable was floating leisurely in the air, looking at Nie Wuhen and Yan Wugui lazily. She still looked the same as before, wearing a light pink veil and even had a wooden hairpin pinned to her hair.

"Yan Wugui," Shangyao Immortal Venerable glanced at him, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Yan Wugui's face was extremely bad, but then he thought of something, sneered, and said, "Are you late? Shangyao Immortal Venerable."

"Too late? Just in time." Shangyao Xianzun chuckled. She tilted her head to glance at the frowning Nie Wuhen. The magic power gathered on her fingertips was like a silk thread, winding around Nie Wuhen. She said, "My good disciple, you are just going through a love tribulation. Why do you have to destroy this place?"

Nie Wuhen didn't move, but his mind was struggling.

"You are really disgusting," Yan Wugui sneered, "You want to interfere with Bai Yi's love tribulation? Why, you are also interfering with Nie Wuhen's love tribulation?"

"It's you who's interfering, not me." Shangyao Immortal Venerable stopped smiling and looked down at him. "From the beginning to the end, it was you who interfered. It was you who didn't want to let go of your evil spirit and kicked my little disciple out. You can't bear to see my eldest disciple happy... You're so selfish!"

"Ha! Aren't you interfering?" Yan Wugui laughed, "I clearly asked him to agree to become a demon with me, who asked you to interfere? You are so selfish, Shangyao Xianzun," he sneered, with black mist rising around him, "It's obviously you who is selfish... You selfishly made him forget about me, and selfishly only wanted Nie Wuhen to get happiness... Who do you think you are? You deserve to be trampled in the mud!"

After saying that, Yan Wugui rushed forward.

Nie Wuhen stopped Yan Wugui almost instinctively. His hand holding the Wuwang Sword was shaking as he stood in front of the Immortal Shangyao. His lips trembled as he tried to utter some words from between his teeth, but only a breath came out.

"division……"

Immortal Shangyao pulled the man away, allowing Nie Wuhen to dodge Yan Wugui's knife. She sneered and swung the whip.

Nie Wuhen struggled all over, but he couldn't break free. He was already possessed by the devil, and was still being corroded by the demonic aura from another world. Nie Wuhen only felt pain.

The image of Cassel crying and looking at him flashed through his mind again and again, but the scene changed to Cassel jumping off the cliff without hesitation.

The sharp knife cut his heart, and Nie Wuhen trembled all over in pain. Obviously, Wuwang Sword could recognize him, but he himself couldn't.

The Wuwang Sword slipped from his hand, and Nie Wuhen could no longer hold back and let himself fall from the ten thousand meter high mountain.

He thought he was going to die, but first, light touched his fingertips. Nie Wuhen was stunned. He opened his eyes tremblingly and saw the familiar person covered in light flying down from the air at a very fast speed.

He’s saying, “Catch me.”

The fingers curled up for a moment.

A light flew into his arms, a familiar breath spread, the demonic breath in his chest disappeared little by little, it seemed as if light was raining from the sky, and with the flapping of the six wings, it spread to everyone, whether they were demon cultivators or immortal cultivators.

Cassel hugged Nie Wuhen directly. He grabbed his hand and kissed his fingertips. His eyes fell on Nie Wuhen's face. His eyes were full of struggle and reluctance, and there were also some tears in them.

The wings are still fluttering.

Cassel kissed Nie Wuhen on the forehead, holding back tears, and said, "In the name of the angel, I will purify the devil's breath, grant you light, and give you rebirth."

Nie Wuhen tried to hold Cassel's hand, but he couldn't. Wherever it touched, light and shadow were scattered, falling like golden sand.

The clouds and fog cleared and the sun came out.

"Nie Wuhen," Cassel moved closer to him, touched his forehead, and smiled as if relieved, "I'm going home..."

"Caselle..."

"I'll be fine." Cassel tried to sound relaxed, but it was obvious that his trembling voice betrayed his emotions. He was crying and his body was disappearing.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you. In fact, at the beginning, I approached you just to make you possessed and cause the war between fairies and demons to break out..." Cassel whispered softly, "I am a sinful little angel. I should fall into hell and never be forgiven."

The breath of purification was too strong. The moment darkness touched light, Nie Wuhen felt unprecedented fatigue. His eyelids began to feel heavy and his vision became blurred. No matter how hard he tried to hug the person in front of him, it was all in vain.

"Nie Wuhen," Cassel lowered his eyes and calmly watched himself disappear. He opened his mouth and finally uttered a sentence, "Go find Meng Po... and ask for a bowl of Meng Po soup."

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