68: Chapter 68 Protecting One's Own! Two Nascent Soul cultivators confront the traitorous demoness.

Frost and snowflakes filled the sky, falling down like sharp blades.

With the arrival of this tyrannical and unparalleled extreme cold, the nauseating, thick stench of blood that had previously filled the air above Sword King City was completely frozen at this moment.

The massive blood-colored palm that blotted out the sky, about to crush Gu Yi and the entire ruin into powder, instantly formed a thick layer of blue ice on its surface the moment it touched this frost.

The "crackle, crackle" sound of shattering echoed continuously in mid-air, and the massive blood-colored palm print disintegrated into ice shards that filled the sky, dissipating with the wind.

Above the clouds, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's pair of dark, beautiful eyes, which had been devoid of ripples, narrowed slightly into a dangerous arc.

She stopped her hand from gathering Devilish Qi, her gaze piercing like lightning toward the blood-colored cloud layer torn apart by the frost.

At the same time, Gu Yi felt a scorching, burning sensation coming from his chest.

The holographic Concentric Treasure Mirror, kept close to his body inside his lapel, was emitting unprecedented, violent spatial fluctuations.

This System item, which he had redeemed on the flying ship to deal with inspections, had its internal holographic connection channel pushed to the limit upon sensing that its host was facing an unavoidable life-and-death crisis, transforming into a deep and indelible spatial anchor point.

Far away in the Xuantian Sect, millions of miles away, Fei Yuechan was following this sole connection coordinate, sensing the desperate situation where her Disciple's life was hanging by a thread.

The Void Realm above the horizon seemed to be torn apart by a pair of invisible hands.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of stepping on ice, a cold figure, as frost-defying and snowy as a Fairy from the Guanghan Palace, stepped out from that pitch-black crack in the Void Realm.

The newcomer wore a snow-white robe, her three thousand strands of dark hair dancing wantonly in the wind and snow. Her body was surrounded by the majestic pressure of the Middle Stage Soul Transformation, and wherever she passed, even the water vapor in the air instantly condensed into crystal-clear ice lotuses.

It was none other than the Revered Master of Lanyue Peak of the Xuantian Sect, Fei Yuechan.

Usually, this high and mighty Peak Revered Master always exuded an aloofness that seemed detached from the mortal world. Today, however, her flawless, beautiful face bore a hint of paleness caused by burning her life essence to forcibly traverse the Void Realm, and her chest heaved slightly.

As soon as Fei Yuechan stepped out of the Void Realm, her beautiful eyes, shimmering with ice-blue light, swept toward the ruins below with unconcealable urgency.

Her gaze pierced through the wind and snow, landing accurately within the pale golden defensive barrier below. When she saw Gu Yi still standing tall there, not smashed to pieces by the blood-colored palm print, her heart, which had been tightly suspended in her throat, finally fell back heavily into her chest.

Immediately after, her gaze shifted slightly, seeing Liu Qingwan held tightly in Gu Yi's arms, as well as the striking, bright red blood at the corner of Liu Qingwan's mouth.

Fei Yuechan's breathing stalled for half a beat.

She knew all too well how terrifying the majesty of the Peak Soul Transformation was. With Gu Yi's current Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivation, if not for Liu Qingwan risking her life to block that fatal blow, even if she had torn through space to arrive, what she would have seen would likely have been nothing but a cold corpse.

A deep sense of lingering fear spread wildly in the bottom of her heart. After a mere breath, this lingering fear completely transformed into monstrous killing intent and rage.

"Revered Master."

Gu Yi looked up at the familiar white silhouette in mid-air, a trace of warmth flashing in his deep black eyes.

Fei Yuechan did not look back to respond.

Her figure turned into a stream of light, instantly descending in front of the barrier. She placed that slender yet resilient back firmly in front of her Disciple, like an insurmountable glacier of ten thousand years.

"Fei Yuechan, you arrived quite quickly."

Above the clouds, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao looked at the white-clothed figure below, who was exuding extreme cold, and a mocking sneer curled at the corner of her lips. As former renowned Geniuses of the Central Plains, it was clear that this was not the first time the two had dealt with each other.

"I thought you hypocrites of the Xuantian Sect would only shrink back into your mountain gate to cultivate in seclusion. I didn't expect that the dignified Revered Master of Lanyue Peak would actually dare to burn her life essence to forcibly cross Realms for the sake of a Disciple."

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's voice, filled with a hint of charm and malice, echoed in the wind and snow.

"What? Is the pure Pure Yang Qi on this kid so addictive that it has made you, a Fairy who claims to be pure-hearted and desireless, lose your head to the point of not even wanting your own life?"

Faced with such slanderous and provocative words from Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, if it were any other time, Fei Yuechan would certainly have rebuked her coldly.

Today, seeing the desperate situation where Gu Yi had nearly lost his life behind her, the protectiveness in Fei Yuechan's heart had completely overwhelmed all reason.

She slightly lifted her snow-white, slender swan-like neck, and with a light grasp of her fair hand in the void, a frost sword exuding bone-chilling cold condensed into shape out of thin air.

In Fei Yuechan's beautiful eyes, the usual coldness was gone, replaced by a chilling, dense Evil Qi. She stared directly at the Demonic Path giant above the clouds, her voice so cold it seemed capable of freezing the Soul.

"Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao, you traitorous demonic obstacle, you dare to hurt my people today..."

"I will have your Divine Soul destroyed!"

The moment the words fell, Fei Yuechan did not give the opponent any chance to continue mocking, directly swinging a stunning and peerless Sword Qi.

The temperature within several miles plummeted again. The ice and snow between heaven and earth seemed to have received the summons of some king, crazily converging toward the sword tip, eventually transforming into a massive frost Dragon that was hundreds of feet long.

The Dragon let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth, carrying the terrifying power of the Law that froze everything, rising against the heavens and rushing straight at Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao above the clouds.

"Just by relying on you, you dare to spout nonsense in front of me?"

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao laughed wildly, her eyes full of contempt and disdain.

The blood-colored demonic cloud beneath her feet instantly boiled, transforming into a hideous giant hand of demonic flames, grabbing fiercely toward the frost Dragon.

Boom—!

Ice and blood collided with a bang in mid-air. The deafening roar made the ruins of the entire Sword King City shake violently. Ice shards and blood rain mixed together, turning into a destructive storm that swept outward indiscriminately.

Under the absolute gap in Realm, Fei Yuechan's frost Dragon only held on for a moment before large cracks began to appear on its surface, as if it would be crushed to pieces by that giant demonic flame hand at any moment.

"Peak Revered Master Fei, don't forget to include me when showing off. That crazy woman's slap earlier hurt me quite a bit."

A lazy yet sharp voice filled with killing intent sounded beside Fei Yuechan.

A brilliant autumn water Sword Qi, carrying the sharpness to tear through the Void Realm, slashed up from the defensive barrier below, precisely striking the weak point of that giant demonic flame hand.

Liu Qingwan broke free from Gu Yi's support, casually wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth with her sleeve. Her long dress, which had been slightly messy, rustled under the agitation of her Qi. She leapt up and stood side by side with Fei Yuechan in the wind and snow.

Two women of peerless beauty and completely different temperaments reached an unprecedented tacit understanding at this moment because of the same man behind them.

Fei Yuechan turned her head to look at Liu Qingwan's pale face, said nothing, and just silently expanded her extreme cold Domain, enveloping Liu Qingwan as well, helping her share the terrifying pressure of the Peak Soul Transformation.

"You take the left, I'll take the right." Fei Yuechan said coldly.

"That's exactly what I intended." Liu Qingwan chuckled, the drunkenness in her peach-blossom eyes completely transformed into sharp sword light.

The next moment, the two top experts turned into two streams of light, one icy and one white, actively launching the most violent assault toward Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao above.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, freezing thousands of miles. The entire sky was instantly divided into three distinct colors.

Fei Yuechan's swordsmanship was light and ethereal, each strike carrying the extreme cold Law that froze the Divine Soul, while Liu Qingwan's Dao of the sword was bold and unconstrained, carrying a wild and ruthless determination to face death without fear.

The two women coordinated with each other, one attacking and one defending, and surprisingly, for a short time, they forcefully withstood Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's overwhelming demonic might.

The intense sound of Spell collisions echoed endlessly in the sky.

Gu Yi stood inside the defensive barrier below, firmly protecting Senior Sister Mu Qingxue and Junior Sister Lin Wanying behind him. He looked up, staring unblinkingly at the Heaven-Defying slaughter in mid-air.

Relying on his keen perception, Gu Yi was very clear that this evenly matched situation before him was merely an illusion.

The gap between the Peak Soul Transformation and the Middle Stage Soul Transformation was like an insurmountable chasm.

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao was not using her true trump cards at all; she was more like toying with two lionesses desperately protecting their cubs, using Devilish Qi to constantly consume the Revered Master's and Elder's Qi.

As long as this dragged on, once the two women's Qi showed signs of exhaustion, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao would only need one strike to completely defeat them.

A chilling, deep light flashed in Gu Yi's deep black eyes.

His gaze was locked tightly on the center of the battle in mid-air, and his brain began to operate at high speed. He knew that to force a Peak Soul Transformation demonic woman into the Xumi Immortal Mansion, relying solely on brute force would absolutely not work.

In the sky, the battle had reached a white-hot stage.

Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao seemed to be tired of this boring probing. A trace of impatience flashed in her cold eyes, and the blood-colored dress around her body suddenly burst with countless complex demonic patterns.

"Two annoying flies, since you are in such a hurry to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

Accompanied by a cold, harsh shout, Blood-Robed Demoness Li Hongxiao's hands formed seals rapidly in front of her chest.

A chilling, demonic Qi, several times more terrifying than before, turned into two pitch-black Void Realm chains.

These two chains, like poisonous snakes waiting for an opportunity in the dark night, tore through layers of frost and Sword Qi, and with a bizarre angle that was impossible to guard against, stabbed toward the blind spots behind Fei Yuechan and Liu Qingwan.