The dagger was no ordinary weapon, and since Li Jingyu had removed her protective magic, the two intersecting blood marks on her face bled profusely.
Her clothes became disheveled under the White Dragon’s movements, and sweat beaded on her forehead, yet her eyes still brimmed with laughter.
The red and white, like plum blossoms and snow, made the White Dragon’s breathing grow heavier, a wild desire flickering in her golden eyes.
Fortunately, Ji Yutang could easily suppress her dragon nature now.
She gazed at Li Jingyu for a moment before transforming back into her human form.
Tidying her clothes, she looked at Li Jingyu’s bleeding face and took out a bottle of ointment from her sleeve.
Seeing Li Jingyu leaning against a pillar without moving, she frowned and roughly uncorked the bottle, applying the precious ointment to Li Jingyu’s face with her fingers.
Li Jingyu squinted, allowing Ji Yutang to tend to her, a barely concealed excitement and pleasure in her eyes.
Ji Yutang spoke calmly, “Qin Daoyou will agree to act against the Tai Shang Dao lineage, but they might not trust you and will require an oath.”
Li Jingyu nodded, “It’s just an oath.”
Ji Yutang asked, “Aren’t you afraid the Demon Sect will find out?” Li Jingyu replied nonchalantly, “As long as none of the demonic cultivators here survive, who will report it? The Three Supreme Palaces’ cultivators? They might indeed indeed do such a thing, but so what? By the time I return to the Demon Sect in nine years, I’ll have reached the Primordial Spirit realm.”
Ji Yutang sneered, “You’re confident.” From Golden Core to Primordial Spirit, some people don’t progress for hundreds or thousands of years, yet Li Jingyu intends to achieve it in ten years? Is it her own power, or the ease brought by the Demon Ancestor’s arrival? Li Jingyu looked deeply at Ji Yutang and smiled, “You can too.”
As Ji Yutang said, when Qin Ruoshui learned that Li Jingyu wanted to deal with the Demon Sect cultivators, he was the first to agree.
As for Li Jingyu’s motives, he didn’t care at the moment, because the result he saw was the death of the Demon Sect disciples, leaving their base in the Chaos Shadow Realm in ruins.
After making the oath, Qin Ruoshui returned to the Three Supreme Palaces’ base, and Li Jingyu didn’t stay long either.
After bidding farewell to Ji Yutang, she turned and left without hesitation.
Liansheng, seeing Ji Yutang standing at the base without going to slay the chaotic creatures, was curious.
She turned to Ji Yutang and cautiously asked, “Is Your Highness an old acquaintance of the Demon Sect’s one? She seems different from the Demon Sect cultivators.”
Ji Yutang didn’t confirm or deny it, letting out a light laugh and simply replied, “Her mother was an old acquaintance of the Dragon Lord.” The Heaven and Earth Chessboard obscured the changes in fate; how much did that person calculate back then? How much did they plan? Did they really perish, never to return?
– At the border.
The remaining chaotic creatures retreated under the scorching sun.
Seeing that the aquatic creatures couldn’t bear the heat, Ji Yutang let them return to the camp first, while she turned her gaze towards the Demon Palace.
The thunderous light filled the sky, making it seem as if only the dazzling lightning remained between heaven and earth.
Could it be that a powerful demon cultivator was present, prompting the Immortal Sect to take such a stance? Perhaps she should go and assist them! With this thought, Ji Yutang flew towards the Demon Palace!
– “Senior brother, the thunder technique seems ineffective against her.
Why not try the Four Symbols Divine Light?” a Taishi disciple suggested solemnly.
“The Taishi method is not to be used,” another Taishi disciple, who was quite strong, replied.
He gazed at the vast mist ahead and added, “She has already mastered our Taishi Lineage’s Primordial Abyssal Divine Water.”
“It’s surprising that such a supreme method was mastered by a demon cultivator disciple,” the Taishi disciple said with a bitter smile.
“Perhaps it’s the legacy of that senior,” the cultivator responded, furrowing his brows.
It wasn’t hard to see the traces of Tai Shang’s techniques on Li Jingyu.
After pondering for a moment, he took out a slender-necked bottle.
Before he could act, someone beside him exclaimed, “Senior brother, are you going to use the Nine Heavens Gang Ying Sand? You mustn’t, it concerns whether you can successfully ascend in the future.”
“There will be opportunities to gather it later.
For now, the matter of the Supreme Dao Ancestor takes precedence,” the senior brother replied calmly.
He raised the slender-necked bottle, and thousands of Nine Heavens Gang Ying Sand poured into the air.
This sand was essential for honing power in a secret method, but it also had offensive capabilities.
When gathered, it could erode the strange energy in the air, causing anything to be drawn in, twisted, and transformed until it was assimilated.
Moreover, when the power was sufficient, the sand would explode, its might capable of leveling mountains, with few artifacts able to withstand it.
Li Jingyu immediately recognized the origin of the Nine Heavens Gang Ying Sand.
She smirked mockingly, her robe glowing brightly, and the water beneath her feet surged upwards, reaching a height of a hundred feet with unstoppable force, blocking out the sky in an instant.
Moments later, the towering wave crashed down with the force of moving mountains and overturning seas, smashing into the thousands of Nine Heavens Gang Ying Sand.
Within the tide, lightning danced, instantly dispersing half of the sand.
However, the remaining Nine Heavens Gang Ying Sand, after absorbing the strange energy, emitted a terrifying power.
Its explosion was uncontrollable, instantly creating a wave of air and fire, as if the sun had exploded, shooting flames everywhere! The Taishi disciple had been waiting for this moment.
With a flash of divine light in his eyes, the endless invisible sword energy fell towards the flames.
The air twisted from the clash of powers, the sword light was initially blocked by a strange force, but suddenly, that force withdrew, and the sword light became thin and transparent, slicing fiercely into the water light.
A figure fell from the tide.
“Senior brother Li, act now!” the Taishi disciple exclaimed with joy.
Li Guangting immediately understood.
The Clear Micro Divine Thunder Net, having gathered enough momentum in the air, now struck the falling figure! Amidst the blinding lightning, a streak of purple flashed.
When the dazzling light faded, Li Guangting glanced down and indeed saw a figure falling into the ruins.
The hairpin turned to dust under the attack, and her disheveled long hair fluttered in the wind.
At this moment, Li Jingyu was half-kneeling on the ground, her face covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.
“You all… truly have great skills…” The extreme pain tugged at her nerves, and as soon as Li Jingyu spoke, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Li Guangting said calmly, “If we couldn’t defeat you even by joining forces, what face would we have to live in this world?” After a pause, he added, “No wonder you’re a demon seed.
An ordinary person would have been obliterated under such an attack.”
“Ha—” Li Jingyu forced herself to stand, looking at Li Guangting with mockery.
“Do you dare to let me die?”
Li Guangting didn’t answer.
Nine years later, he might not succeed, but now the opponent was already a prisoner.
A living “demon seed,” perhaps even the “Dao Mother’s fetus.” A trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it, saying softly, “Please!”
Li Jingyu squinted her eyes, not moving.
As Li Guangting approached, the Jewel of the Rising Tides spun again, turning into a clear light and stabbing forward.
Li Guangting was naturally prepared, immediately releasing a bolt of lightning.
Seeing Li Jingyu being knocked back, he said, “Why bring trouble upon yourself?”
At that moment, a voice filled with shock and anger suddenly rang out!
“What are you doing?!”
Li Jingyu lay flat on the ground, the grass-woven rope at her waist snapped.
The protective power on it had completely dissipated, and the ordinary little thing was naturally cut into pieces under the strong force.
She turned her head, her blurred vision revealing Ji Yutang’s figure.
This time, would she be completely disappointed in the Immortal Sect? But was Ran Jingri like this? Was everyone like Ran Jingri? With Tai Shang in power, how could the Three Supreme Palaces not go astray?
