34: Chapter 34 Beauty Weeps Blood

The Hehuan Sect's group moved through the forest, protected by a massive dark-green light screen.

Outside the light screen were demonic shadows and the remains of Disciples from other Sects.

Duan Gujin sat at the Formation eye, maintaining the Formation while remaining vigilant of the outside.

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound and a woman's scream came from ahead!

A group of Xuanyin Sect female Disciples rushed out of the bushes in a sorry state, their bodies wounded and their clothes torn.

The leading female Cultivator held a jade flute that emitted a dim light.

Behind them, the Demon Race was in hot pursuit!

"It's people from the Xuanyin Sect!" a Hehuan Sect Disciple shouted.

"It's over! They're crashing into us!"

"Uncle-Master Duan's killing Formation! They'll be blasted to death!"

"Stop them, quickly!"

"Go report to Uncle-Master! Xuanyin Sect women are rushing toward the killing Formation!"

The Xuanyin Sect female Disciple at the front crashed straight into it, as if she hadn't even seen the light screen!

However, the expected disintegration did not happen!

Those women rushed into the light screen without any resistance, as if they were passing through a water membrane!

The Disciples behind them also stumbled in one after another, collapsing on the ground and gasping for breath.

The pursuing Demon Race let out screams of agony the moment they touched the light screen!

"Awoo!"

Runes lit up, and those demons quickly turned into black smoke and dissipated.

Silence fell within the light screen.

The Hehuan Sect Disciples stared in stunned silence at the living Xuanyin Sect Disciples and the dead monsters.

"This... they... they're fine?"

"Monsters die on contact, but they... they passed right through?"

"This killing Formation doesn't harm our Human Race?!"

They finally understood: this 'Hunyuan Zhoutian Slaughtering God Profound Gang Formation' only killed the Demon Race!

It was harmless to Human Race Cultivators!

"So this killing Formation is only effective against the Demon Race!" a young female Disciple murmured.

A female Cultivator from the Xuanyin Sect struggled to stand up.

Though she looked disheveled with her robes stained with blood and several strands of jet-black hair stuck to her sweat-dampened cheeks, her stunning beauty was hard to hide.

Under the bloodstains and dust, her skin still revealed an ivory-like fairness.

At this moment, she was tinged with a faint flush due to agitation and her injuries, adding a touch of fragile beauty.

Her eyes were like autumn pools, with the corners slightly upturned.

Even in such a desperate situation, she naturally exuded a cold and moon-like elegance.

Her nose was elegant and straight, and her lips were slightly pale from blood loss, pressed tightly to reveal her fortitude.

She released her Divine Sense to scan the Hehuan Sect members.

Soon, she saw Duan Gujin at the Formation eye.

She immediately bowed deeply toward Duan Gujin and pleaded urgently:

"Junior Murong Si of the Xuanyin Sect thanks the Fellow Daoists of the Hehuan Sect for your life-saving grace!"

"However, the situation is extremely urgent. This Junior boldly implores you all to lend a helping hand once more!"

"I still have over twenty fellow Junior Sisters and Senior Sisters trapped by a large number of monsters in the dense forest ahead!"

"They are fighting to the death to cover the rear so that we could break out and seek help!"

"They are in critical danger right now and could be wiped out at any moment!"

"I beg you, Senior and Fellow Daoists, to go and rescue them immediately! A moment's delay could mean life or death!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a System prompt immediately rang in Duan Gujin's mind:

[Target character has appeared!]

[Name: Murong Si]

[Age: 35]

[Cultivation: Seventh Level Foundation Establishment]

[Aptitude: Earth-Grade Wind Spiritual Root]

[Submission Level: 0]

[Personality Scan: Calculating, highly suspicious.]

His sharp gaze locked onto Murong Si.

Up close, that clear beauty that still bloomed tenaciously despite her disheveled state became even clearer.

The bloodstains and sweat didn't diminish her radiance; instead, like petals battered by wind and rain, they emphasized a heart-stopping, pitiable sense of brokenness.

She possessed a unique temperament belonging to Music Cultivators; even in a bloody battlefield, she still carried a trace of indescribable etherealness and grace.

She was the target the System needed him to subdue!

Her plea and the crisis of her fellow Disciples were the perfect opportunity for him to take control of her!

Just as Duan Gujin was about to speak, the System prompt rang again:

[Detected that the target character's emotions are highly unstable. It is recommended that the host provides powerful assistance in a timely manner.]

Duan Gujin understood clearly.

He stood up, his tall figure drawing everyone's attention.

He didn't answer Murong Si immediately, his gaze sweeping over the equally disheveled Xuanyin Sect female Cultivators behind her before finally returning to Murong Si's face, which was filled with anxiety.

Silence reigned within the light screen.

The Hehuan Sect Disciples were all waiting for Duan Gujin's decision.

Murong Si's heart was in her throat as she stared intently at him.

Finally, Duan Gujin's deep and majestic voice broke the silence:

"Direction, distance, and the scale of the monsters."

This short question caused hope to ignite in Murong Si's eyes!

"Five li straight ahead! There are at least a hundred monsters! Among them, there are suspected to be five Ninth Level Foundation Establishment demons!"

"Senior! I beg you to hurry! Any later... and it will truly be too late!"

Duan Gujin nodded and looked at the Hehuan Sect Disciples:

"Disciples, hear my command! Form a Formation on the spot and hold your ground while waiting for reinforcements. Do not move recklessly! If monsters harass you, rely on the light screen for defense. Do not seek to kill the enemy, but seek only to protect yourselves!"

"Yes! We respectfully obey the Uncle-Master's (Grand Uncle-Master's) decree!" The Hehuan Sect Disciples responded in unison and immediately adjusted their positions.

"Go!" Duan Gujin didn't say much. He grabbed Murong Si's wrist and instantly rushed toward the direction she pointed, disappearing into the woods.

As soon as Duan Gujin left, the dark-green light screen fluctuated violently, quickly dimmed, and then shattered and vanished.

The Devilish Qi and the scent of blood from the forest surged in.

"The... the light screen is gone!"

"Oh no! Uncle-Master's Formation has been withdrawn!"

"Monsters! Will the monsters pounce on us again?"

Panic spread, and the Disciples huddled together nervously.

"Everyone, don't panic! Look here!" Zhang Hongling's voice rang out.

Everyone looked over and saw her take out a palm-sized, crystal-clear Glazed Lotus Lamp.

"This is Senior Brother Duan's Glazed Heart Lotus Lamp!" Zhang Hongling injected spiritual power into the lamp. "Although it's not as good as Uncle-Master Duan's grand Formation, it can form a protective barrier that can block Foundation Establishment monsters for a moment!"

The Glazed Lotus Lamp burst with light, forming a pale-pink inverted lotus light shield that protected everyone.

"That's great! It's Senior Sister (Junior Sister) Zhang!"

"Senior Sister Hongling, your Magical Artifact is so timely!"

"That scared me to death!"

Zhang Hongling gripped the lamp tightly: "Everyone, steady your minds and save your spiritual power! We only need to hold our ground and wait for Uncle-Master Duan's triumphant return! Believe in Uncle-Master, and believe in ourselves!"

The Disciples relied on the light shield to re-establish their defenses.

Deep in the dense forest.

Duan Gujin took Murong Si, and the five-li distance was covered in the blink of an eye.

Murong Si let out a wail of sorrow at the sight before her!

The clearing was a scene of carnage.

More than twenty Xuanyin Sect female Disciples were defending back-to-back. There were corpses on the ground, severed limbs scattered about, and blood staining the earth red.

The remaining female Disciples were all wounded, their auras weak and their clothes torn, resisting in despair.

The monsters surrounding them were densely packed, numbering far more than a hundred, with overwhelming Devilish Qi!

Five monsters with particularly fierce auras hovered or stood on high ground, directing the low-level monsters to attack continuously.

The defensive line was on the verge of collapse.

"No! Junior Sisters!" Murong Si's tears flowed like a spring, and she wanted to rush over.

"You monsters, die!"

Duan Gujin took Murong Si and charged directly into the group of monsters!

In an instant, profound runes lit up around him, and an invisible killing Formation boomed open!

Whether it was the low-level monsters or those four Ninth Level Foundation Establishment leaders, they didn't even have time to let out a terrified roar before they were all strangled and annihilated, turning into flying ash!

The battle ended within a few breaths.

The ground was littered with wreckage, remains, and black ash.

Duan Gujin's figure reappeared, standing in the center of the battlefield, spotless.

Murong Si rushed to her fellow Disciples, looking at the dead Junior Sisters and the heavily injured survivors with red-rimmed eyes.

Tears slid down her blood-stained cheeks, washing out two fair trails.

That misery and sorrow added a heart-stirring, fragile beauty to her clear and elegant face.

Duan Gujin's cold gaze fell on Murong Si, and his voice was deep and calm:

"Crying won't solve the problem. I have already avenged them for you."

He raised his hand, and several warm jade bottles flew toward Murong Si: "This is the Spring-Returning Bone-Continuing Pill. Quickly give it to your fellow Disciples to heal their wounds. One pill per person is enough!"