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106: Eight Immortals Sword Formation

In the dark, cramped space, the desperate cries of a woman echoed, piercing little Gu Yuan's innocent heart.

He didn't understand why saving someone would harm even more people.

Did he really have to abandon her?

"No, Senior Sister... Senior Sister told me to save you, and I must take you with me. Don't worry, my Revered Master is incredibly powerful and will definitely rescue your family."

Ignoring the woman's objections, a flicker of determination flashed in little Gu Yuan's clear bear eyes, and his chubby little bear paw rose again.

This time, a sword appeared in his hand.

"Spatial Passage!"

Little Gu Yuan slashed with his sword, and immediately a black crack about two meters high appeared before him. Inside the crack were streaks of silver light, leading to an unknown destination.

Little Gu Yuan grabbed the woman's shoulder, trying to forcibly take her away, to his Revered Master first.

"Trying to escape? Too late!"

The Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator, trapped in the spatial quagmire, was furious.

He hadn't expected this seemingly weak Bear-Human Race child to possess such terrifying spatial power, controlling him for so long.

Seeing his prey about to escape, the Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator's eyes surged with Devilish Qi.

"Break for me!"

The Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator finally pulled out a whip from his storage ring and gave it a forceful flick.

The spatial restraints holding him tore apart like cloth, splitting in two with a ripping sound.

The moment the Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator broke free, his gaunt claw shot out, and his inky black fingers pressed onto little Gu Yuan's arm in an instant.

Although little Gu Yuan possessed terrifying Divine Ability of space, his Physical Body was only at the Body Tempering Realm of the Human Race. How could he withstand a blow from a Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator?

This strike was incredibly fast, almost instantaneous, landing on little Gu Yuan and attempting to rip off his arm directly.

In that critical moment, little Gu Yuan's longsword, still shimmering with spatial power, pointed directly at the Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator's throat.

The Demon Cultivator dared not be careless and quickly retreated to evade, leaving only a dark, blood-red palm print on little Gu Yuan's arm.

An indescribable pain and chilling cold instantly stiffened little Gu Yuan's entire body.

The arm that had almost been torn off immediately turned black and swollen, and insidious Devilish Qi burrowed into his body from the wound, wreaking havoc. Little Gu Yuan's face turned pale, and his body uncontrollably collapsed to the ground.

"Little bastard, how dare you ruin my good deed? Die!"

The Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator's face was ferocious, clearly not intending to spare little Gu Yuan.

His dark, sharp claws reached for little Gu Yuan's head again; the huge demonic claw was enough to twist off little Gu Yuan's head directly.

Severely injured, little Gu Yuan no longer had the strength to resist.

In such a situation, what would Senior Sister do? What would Senior Brother do?

He couldn't wait for death; he absolutely couldn't die here.

The instinct for survival ignited. Little Gu Yuan endured the excruciating pain and stabbed his sword into the ground.

The sword tip sank into the hard earth, and in an instant, a circular spatial crack formed.

Then, his entire being plunged into the spatial crack, disappearing from sight.

In the room, only the trembling woman, once again fallen into demonic hands, and the Foundation Establishment Realm Demon Cultivator, with lingering fear and an uncertain expression, remained.

"You're lucky you ran fast."

Inside the spatial crack.

Before he could even find the exit of the spatial crack, little Gu Yuan fell into a coma.

His body drifted in the spatial turbulence, terrifying spatial blades violently crashing into him, yet unable to harm him in the slightest.

It pushed him further and further away from his original spatial trajectory... On the other side.

Outside the city, the bustling noise of Xiyuan City had been left far behind.

Before them lay a vast, desolate plain, covered in withered yellow weeds, with only a few patches of cracked earth remaining of the farmlands, showing no trace of crops.

Behind the distant mountain Peaks, the setting sun was half-hidden, dyeing the world with a layer of bleak, bloody color.

Xiao Ling'er, treading on her Ice Spirit Sword, transformed into a pale blue stream of light, giving chase relentlessly.

Ahead, the Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator fled as a wisp of black smoke, equally fast.

Finally, after traveling five or six li away from Xiyuan City, the fleeing Demon Cultivator abruptly stopped his escape light and turned to Xiao Ling'er with a sinister grin.

"Little girl!" The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator's voice was hoarse and unpleasant. "A mere Origin Opening Realm, daring to chase this Venerable One without letting go? Truly ignorant of death!"

He had previously only feared Chu Qinglian in the city; before a Spirit Sea Realm Sword Cultivator, he couldn't muster any thought of resistance.

But now he had long since left, and only an Origin Opening Realm female Sword Cultivator was chasing him.

What was there to fear then?

Xiao Ling'er also hovered ten zhang in front of him, her Ice Spirit Sword humming, and visible cold Qi diffused out.

Her pretty face was frosty, her eyes sharp as swords; even when facing a powerful Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator, she showed no fear.

"Demon Sect evil cultivators, everyone has the right to punish them! Today, even if I risk my life, I will seek justice for the beings you have harmed!"

"Harm? Hahaha!" The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator suddenly burst into laughter, his body surging with Devilish Qi, and the pressure of the Core Formation Realm descended like a heavy mountain, pressing down on Xiao Ling'er without reservation.

"Those women I cultivated, not only did none of them die, but I also provided them with good food and drink, and they all live very comfortably. Where does this talk of harm come from?"

The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator spoke, looking at Xiao Ling'er.

He had coveted Xiao Ling'er for a long time; as soon as he saw her in the restaurant earlier, the Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator had already felt a strong urge to cultivate her.

"Don't be afraid. As long as you follow this Venerable One, I will cultivate you day and night. As long as you follow me, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds under my cultivation. When you also reach the Core Formation Realm, it won't be too late to kill me, hahaha!"

Greedy eyes swept over Xiao Ling'er, full of malice.

Xiao Ling'er's eyes blazed with cold light; she stopped wasting words.

She knew the Realm gap was huge and had to strike first.

"Glacier World!"

Xiao Ling'er roared, and an extreme icy Sword Intent soared into the sky. Centered on her, an ice-blue Domain expanded at a visible speed.

The desolate land beneath her feet was instantly covered with a thick layer of solid ice.

Countless snowflakes and ice crystals appeared out of thin air, and a cold wind howled.

Most importantly, the temperature within dozens of zhang plummeted below zero, as Xiao Ling'er had transformed her Domain into the Glacier World of the Ice and Fire Secret Realm.

The Demon Cultivator immediately felt a heavy sensation around him, and his movements and Devilish Qi became much slower.

"An Origin Opening Realm cultivator capable of comprehending Domain power, Lei Province actually has such a Prodigy!"

After seeing Xiao Ling'er's Prodigy Aptitude.

The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator's desire grew even stronger!

With his cultivation technique, the better the opponent's cultivation or talent, the greater the benefits he would gain.

A premonition faintly rose in his heart, that perhaps after cultivating this female Sword Cultivator, his cultivation would directly Breakthrough to the next Realm!

Today, he must obtain this female Sword Cultivator!

Xiao Ling'er, in his eyes at this moment, was a huge Treasure Trove.

"Ten Thousand Army Swordplay · Ice Armor Sword Formation!"

Xiao Ling'er activated her icy Sword Intent, and the ice power within her Domain instantly transformed into dozens of ice-armored phantoms holding ice crystal longswords.

The ice-armored phantoms were translucent, but the Ice Spirit Swords in their hands were solid. A full eight Ice Armor Warriors appeared simultaneously.

They extended the Ice Spirit Swords in their hands forward.

Eight swords extended at once, creating a chilling, murderous Aura reminiscent of a battlefield. The sword light was sharp, the cold Qi oppressive, and the momentum was earth-shattering!

"An Origin Opening Realm cultivation trying to challenge a Core Formation Realm? Dream on!"

The Demon Cultivator snorted coldly, neither dodging nor evading, and thrust his palms forward fiercely.

"Demonic Flame Palm!"

Boom!

Demonic flames radiating scorching heat erupted from his palms, instantly transforming into a surging tongue of fire that crashed into the Ice Armor Warriors.

Ice and fire collided violently, producing loud hissing sounds.

At the same time, a violent spiritual power tremor was generated, carving a huge, one-zhang-deep pit into the ground beneath their feet.

Although the ice-armored phantoms' sword edges initially held their own, even cutting through large swathes of the fiery tongues with astonishing sharpness.

However, the Ice Spirit Sword's Aura was quickly being melted away.

Between Xiao Ling'er and the Demon Cultivator, there was an entire Foundation Establishment Realm gap. The Demon Cultivator's cultivation was more than ten thousand times stronger than hers!

The overwhelming power almost suffocated Xiao Ling'er; in just a moment, the Glacier World Domain was on the verge of collapse.

"Little girl, follow me and I guarantee you won't suffer any losses!"

The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator laughed wildly, simultaneously releasing hundreds of pink mists that surged towards Xiao Ling'er.

These were mists that could induce infatuation; if Xiao Ling'er inhaled even a breath, she would become muddled and easily manipulated in a short time.

Xiao Ling'er's face changed dramatically.

She moved with her sword, employing exquisite footwork, narrowly avoiding the hundreds of mists.

At the same time, she slashed out with her sword, forming a massive icy storm vortex that swallowed all the hundreds of pink mists.

"Haha, you can dodge once, but can you dodge ten times?"

The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator didn't want to kill Xiao Ling'er, so he didn't use lethal methods, only continuously urged the pink mists.

The pink mists were extremely fast, almost omnipresent and overwhelming.

Xiao Ling'er's face was ashen.

She retracted her Glacier World Domain to within three zhang of her body, instantly protecting herself tightly, forming a small barrier.

At the same time, streaks of frost storms slashed out, causing all the pink Devilish Qi to disappear.

At this moment, she pushed the defensive sword techniques within the Ten Thousand Army Swordplay to their Peak, yet she could barely survive in front of the Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator.

Although she possessed the strength to instantly kill a Foundation Establishment Realm ninth-level Peak, she still appeared very fragile in front of a Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator.

Xiao Ling'er's Origin Opening Realm cultivation was pushed to its limit, but those seemingly light and airy pink Devilish Qi were all incredibly fast and not easily dissipated.

Hundreds of pink Devilish Qi swept towards her, and her Sword Qi was submerged by the pink Devilish Qi.

Xiao Ling'er heightened her vigilance, while her Ice Spirit Sword slashed out one sword after another.

She pushed her Origin Opening Realm cultivation, Glacier World Domain, and Ten Thousand Army Swordplay to their utmost, even surpassing her original level.

However, the Realm gap was simply too vast.

Not once did her sword moves touch the opponent's body, yet every one of the opponent's attacks caused her Qi and blood to churn, almost making her unable to maintain the Glacier World Domain.

"I didn't expect you to have some skill."

The Core Formation Realm Demon Cultivator burst out laughing, waving his palm, and immediately dozens of even more terrifying black smokes appeared, howling towards Xiao Ling'er.

The black smoke transformed into a dozen black-red chains in mid-air, intending to directly bind Xiao Ling'er.

These black-red chains almost locked down all of Xiao Ling'er's directions, and their speed was extremely fast.

So fast that she couldn't evade at all!

A trace of fear arose in Xiao Ling'er's heart.

She wasn't afraid of death.

What she feared was being captured and humiliated by this Demon Cultivator; that would truly be worse than death.

If she accidentally fell into the hands of this Demon Cultivator, she would exhaust her last bit of strength to detonate her Divine Soul and die directly.

She would never give him a chance to humiliate her.

Just at this moment of despair, Xiao Ling'er finally brought out one of her trump cards.

Seven ice crystal figures, as if solid, appeared before her, blocking the dozens of black chains with a raise of their hands.

At the same time, Xiao Ling'er threw out twenty thousand Spirit Stones, instantly activating the entire grand formation.

Eight Immortals Sword Formation!

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