"Grandpa, I won't leave you alone..."
"Nonsense!"
“Grandpa, look, these are Zen beads that Master Kongchenzi gave me. It seems that all these demonic energies are afraid of these Zen beads,” Wen Longxiu quickly explained.
After saying this, he took off the prayer beads in his hand, but Wen Zhao stopped him.
"Ah Xiu, since it was given to you by Master Kongchen, you should take good care of it."
Seeing Wen Zhao's insistence, Wen Longxiu could not argue with him: "Grandpa, let's go back to the secret room together, I'll cover you."
Wen Longxiu also called on An Yi and the others. Of the original hundreds of shadow guards, only a dozen or so were still able to move. However, in the face of demonic energy all around, they were always outnumbered and weak, and soon they could not move an inch.
More and more people fell, until only Wen Zhao, Wen Longxiu, and An Yi remained.
The group stood back to back, staring at the swirling black mist before them, cold sweat pouring down their backs. A hoarse voice came from behind them: "It seems we have no choice but to fight now."
Wen Zhao was already seriously injured, and after a few moves, he collapsed to the ground. The demonic energy swarmed up, and even though An Yi was entangled by the demonic energy and tried to move forward, it was to no avail.
"No, Grandpa."
The sword in Wen Longxiu's hand, glowing with fire, dispelled the demonic energy from Wen Zhao's body, helped him up, and without hesitation, took off the string of Zen beads and put it on Wen Chao's hand.
"Ah Xiu, goodbye..."
Without the protection of the Zen Beads, the demonic energy relentlessly pressed towards Wen Longxiu. Soon, with two loud bangs, Wen Longxiu and An Yi were both blasted away by the demonic energy, crashing into the wall and rolling down, spraying blood all over the ground.
As the demonic energy began to consume the two of them, Wen Zhao cried out in a hoarse voice, "No... Ah Xiu."
Just then, a golden light from Buddhism descended from the sky like a mysterious pillar of light, piercing through the darkness and illuminating Wen Longxiu's entire world, just like the first ray of sunlight at dawn.
The Golden Lotus Staff stood upright above the Wen residence, its Buddhist power flowing outwards like a vast torrent, carrying an aura of compassion and redemption. Wherever it passed, the demonic energy dissipated like smoke. Those who had been tormented by the demonic energy, half-dead, gradually awoke under the cleansing power.
Those in the palace also witnessed this strange scene. It was Master Kongchen who had arrived. Zhenyuan saw that the golden light was emanating from the direction of the Wen family and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. With Master Kongchen there, Xiaoting and the others should be alright.
In the backlight, a blurry figure slowly walked towards us.
Wen Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. An Yi quickly stepped forward to help Wen Zhao up. Wen Longxiu stood there blankly until Jin Chenzi stood in front of her. Looking at the bright red bloodstains under her mouth, Jin Chenzi's spotless eyes flickered slightly, and his heart trembled involuntarily.
A large hand adorned with Buddhist prayer beads reached out, and Wen Longxiu's gaze fell upon that slender hand, and she inexplicably placed her hand on it.
As he pulled her up, the Buddhist prayer beads that were originally in Jin Chenzi's hand instantly slid into her wrist.
"Take care."
The gentle voice pulled her back to reality. Wen Longxiu nodded, looking at Jin Chenzi with a complicated expression. Just as she was about to say something, he turned around and turned his back to her. She swallowed the words and the bloody saliva that were on the tip of her tongue.
"Thank you very much, Master Kongchen, for saving my life." Wen Zhao came to Jin Chenzi's side.
“Benefactor Wen, there’s no need to be so polite. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. This is what this humble monk should do.”
After speaking, Jin Chenzi gently touched the golden mark between his eyebrows, flew into the air, tossed his red kasaya upwards, and chanted incantations. The golden lotus staff in his hand emitted a strong dazzling light, illuminating the originally dark sky and reducing the demonic energy considerably.
People flocked to this side, but Jin Chenzi's abilities were limited, and the area not far away remained pitch black.
The cassock floated in mid-air, while Jin Chenzi's figure landed steadily in the Wen residence, a trace of bright red spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care at all.
“Benefactor Wen, this monk has added a Buddhist calming mantra to this robe, so it will last for a while. You can rest assured and recover from your injuries.”
Seeing his pale face, Wen Longxiu guessed it was from excessive use of spiritual energy and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes: "Master Kongchen, where are you going?"
Seeing the worry on her face, Jin Chenzi felt a mix of emotions. "This humble monk will naturally return to Star Academy. Only by sealing that demon can this world be restored to peace."
“That demon is powerful, not to mention Master Kongchen is already injured…” Wen Longxiu hesitated before continuing.
"Don't worry, Benefactor Wen, Miss Ji and the others are also here."
Upon hearing Jin Chenzi's words, Wen Longxiu was momentarily stunned. Miss Ji? Could it be that she has returned?
"Master, you mean Xiao Jiu...she's back? And at Star Academy?"
Jin Chenzi nodded: "Yes."
“In that case, Master, could you please take me with you? Ah Xiu would like to do her part.”
"No, it won't work."
Jin Chenzi and Wen Zhao said in unison.
"Why?"
"Xiuer, that demonic beast is more powerful than you think. Many Spirit Venerable experts have lost their lives there. If you go, you will probably only cause trouble for Master and Miss Ji."
Wen Zhao advised.
“Benefactor Wen, that is indeed the case. Besides, you have suffered quite a serious injury. Why don’t you focus on healing your wounds first?” Jin Chenzi also advised.
Seeing this, Wen Longxiu had no choice but to give up.
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The once rolling mountains have now been flattened, leaving behind a scene of devastation and ruin. Smoke and dust fill the air, as if the smoke of war still lingers. Broken rocks and debris are scattered everywhere, like scars on the earth, bearing witness to this merciless war.
The once lush vegetation has been uprooted, leaving the bare land barren and desolate. The corpses of mythical beasts scattered everywhere add to the desolation, and a deathly silence envelops this once vibrant mountain range.
The intermittent music suddenly became rhythmic again, and the demon became even more excited. The group felt a chill in their hearts as a powerful wave of demonic energy swept over them, blasting them all away.
Ji Jiuying crashed into a tree, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.
"Girl—"
"Jiu'er".
Gong Mingyue flashed to Ji Jiuying's side, picked her up, and looked at her with heartache.
Feng Luo and Feng Yan are in no better shape. Now, let alone obtaining the divine artifact, they're probably having a hard time even leaving this place.
"Ah Yue, it seems Si Yu can't handle Qing Ling by herself."
Gong Mingyue understood the meaning behind her words perfectly. This demon would not let anyone present go, nor would it leave her side.
"Hongyu, go help Siyu."
As soon as the words fell, a red-haired man appeared behind Gong Mingyue. Unlike Yan Ye's unruly demeanor, he had little expression on his face and exuded a fierce aura, resembling a young general with distinguished military achievements and high spirits.
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