100: Clad in red, a peerless beauty
"It really is the Demonic Path. Instead of running when facing death, he actually wants revenge on me?"
Jiang Xun climbed up from the ground. Every movement sent a searing, tearing pain through his chest.
If it weren't for the toughness of the ice phoenix bone, that palm strike just now would have directly punched a bloody hole through him.
He reached into his robes, pulled out the dark green jade token, and squeezed it hard.
"Crack."
The jade token shattered.
The three-breath countdown began.
Almost the instant the jade token shattered, a dazzling purple light flared up on the horizon.
The purple light arrived too quickly, like a bolt of lightning tearing through the night sky, reaching them in the blink of an eye.
Within the Escape Light, Li Chenguang's face was ashen, his eyes bloodshot, and several strands of his hair were disheveled.
He had barely closed his eyes, continuously watching from the sky.
"Damn Devil Cultivator!"
His voice was hoarse, carrying extreme, suppressed rage:
"I swear I will grind your bones to dust!"
He raised his hand, splaying his five fingers.
A golden Talisman in his palm suddenly lit up, transforming into a wrist-thick beam of golden light that fiercely blasted toward Chen Qing, who was flying diagonally toward Jiang Xun!
"Boom!!!"
The golden light exploded, like a small sun burning in mid-air.
The shockwave swept across the forest, snapping trees and sending dirt and rocks flying.
Chen Qing was blown even higher before he could even let out a scream.
Damn it, he screamed internally.
He was now even farther from the ground.
It was too late to escape underground before Li Chenguang caught him.
Li Chenguang's figure suddenly flickered, appearing right in front of Chen Qing.
He clamped Chen Qing's neck with one hand, tightening his grip.
Chen Qing's face instantly swelled up purple-red, his eyeballs bulging, and strange gurgling sounds came from his throat.
"Run?"
Li Chenguang stared at him, fury rising in his tone, "Why don't you run now?"
Chen Qing struggled, his right hand reaching toward his waist.
A blood-red token hung there.
He used his last ounce of strength and fiercely crushed it!
The token transformed into a beam of bloody light, shooting into the sky and exploding into a bizarre, blood-red lotus flower in the night sky.
The lotus slowly rotated, scattering countless tiny blood specks, shining like fireworks.
"Blood Gathering Command?"
Li Chenguang sneered, "Trying to call your accomplices to save you? If it were that effective, why didn't you use it sooner?"
He flipped his left hand and took out a Dark Golden Rope.
The rope automatically coiled like a living thing, binding Chen Qing tightly like a rice dumpling, wrapped completely from head to toe so he couldn't even move a finger.
Only then did he release his grip on the neck.
Chen Qing floated in the air like a dead fish, only the faint rise and fall of his chest proving he was still alive.
Li Chenguang landed on the ground and walked toward Jiang Xun.
Having resolved a major concern, he was in a great mood.
Jiang Xun leaned against the stump of a broken tree, his face pale, and the front of his robe soaked through with blood.
His breathing was heavy, and every inhalation was accompanied by a sound of bloody phlegm.
"You did very well."
Li Chenguang said, taking a jade-green Medicinal Pill from his Storage Pouch and handing it over.
The Medicinal Pill had a refreshing aroma.
Jiang Xun didn't hesitate, taking it and swallowing it.
As the medicinal power dissolved, a gentle, warm current flowed through his limbs and bones.
His turbulent Qi and Blood quickly stabilized.
This was a high-grade Healing Medicinal Pill.
A few breaths later, the pain had diminished by more than half.
"Thank you, Elder," Jiang Xun cupped his hands.
Li Chenguang waved his hand, his gaze scrutinizing him:
"How did you know that his Cultivation Technique would become ineffective once he left the ground?"
He hadn't discovered this in several days, but this Demon Suppression Envoy had, which made him very curious.
Jiang Xun was silent for a moment before speaking:
"During the day, I hid in a tree and saw several colleagues being swallowed by the red mist.
But when they were attacked, I was in a tree dozens of meters away, and that Devil Cultivator didn't come for me. So I thought... he might not be able to sense people who are off the ground."
Li Chenguang nodded, his gaze filled with appreciation:
"You've also been hiding your cultivation, haven't you?"
Jiang Xun knew he couldn't hide it.
He took a deep breath and slowly released his aura; the Spiritual Power Fluctuation of the Late Stage Foundation Establishment spread out.
"Late Stage Foundation Establishment..."
Li Chenguang examined him, his appreciation deepening. "Since you possess this level of cultivation, why haven't you been promoted to the Prefecture? Why remain in a county-level Demon Suppression Division?"
Jiang Xun paused, muttering inwardly, "Is he really this meticulous?"
As an Immortal Sect Elder, you should be dismissive, toss out a pile of rewards, and leave!
Since he hadn't prepared an excuse for this question, he could only say with a look of melancholy:
"Perhaps... I couldn't bear to leave."
This answer was vague, but Li Chenguang didn't press the matter.
Instead, he smiled.
"Haha!"
"You are a man of deep feelings. Don't worry, I won't go back on my promise of a Heavy Reward."
Jiang Xun shook his head: "I dare not ask for a reward. If Elder finds it convenient, some Spirit Stones would suffice."
Right now, he just wanted something direct like Spirit Stones.
However, a Magical Artifact of high value would also be fine, as long as it could be exchanged for Spirit Stones.
Just as Li Chenguang was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed.
This was because the surrounding scenery was suddenly enveloped by a strange red light.
He abruptly looked up at the sky.
Jiang Xun also followed his gaze.
The moon.
The originally bright white full moon was currently being stained crimson at a visible speed.
Starting from the center, the dark red spread and permeated quickly, like ink dropped into water.
In just a moment, the entire moon turned into an eerie, blood-red color.
The Blood Moon hung high.
The moonlight that spilled down was no longer cool silver-white, but a deep, dark red.
The forest was plated with a layer of strange crimson, and tree shadows stretched across the ground.
The smile vanished from Li Chenguang's face.
He stared intently at the Blood Moon, his body taut.
Meanwhile, Chen Qing behind him began to twist excitedly, like a squirming caterpillar.
Because his mouth was sealed, he could only make "ooh-ooh" sounds.
At this moment, the entire Musong Mountain seemed to have been pulled into a Domain.
The surviving Demon Suppression Envoys all looked up at the moon... "What's happening?"
"It's the Blood Moon!" A Demon Suppression Envoy suddenly tumbled onto the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, and he shouted.
"It's the Blood Moon!"
The slightly younger Demon Suppression Envoy next to him anxiously asked, "So what exactly is that?"
The Demon Suppression Envoy sitting on the ground spoke in a terrified tone.
He said: "I used to be a Caretaker in the Prefecture archives and saw a description of this phenomenon: The Blood Moon hangs high, Peerless in Red."
"The Demon Lord is coming."
"What???" The Young Man was greatly frightened. "Demon Lord? Don't scare me. How could the Demon Lord come to a small place like ours?"
"Hehe! Stop scaring yourself."
But the young Demon Suppression Envoy's legs were also starting to go weak.
Suddenly!
A fissure split open in the center of the Blood Moon, and a Black-Robed Man walked out of it.
The Young Man pointed at the black-robed figure and happily said, "It's a black robe, a black robe, not the Demon Lord."
The person on the ground was speechless.
"Do you think someone who can casually tear open a Spatial Fissure, even if they aren't the Demon Lord, makes any difference to us?"
"That's true!"
He looked at the person, "Then what should we do now..."
The Young Man suddenly stopped. He saw that his companion sitting on the ground had his eyes wide open and his mouth agape.
As if he had seen something terrifying.
The Young Man also turned his head back to look at the Blood Moon, only to see the Black-Robed Man respectfully standing aside.
And a Figure in Red was stepping out of the fissure.
The distance was too great.
But they could still tell that it was an extremely beautiful figure.