The Carefree Little Immortal [Complete] - 14

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The third time,

Cui Caiting, the Bone Dragon, led her disciples to the foot of the mountain north of the city. Seeing the eerie, ghostly atmosphere and chilling winds, they were filled with dread. "Everyone be careful," she said, "there are many evil spirits up there, and there are definitely powerful figures among them."

"Sixth Uncle was on the mountain this morning," Li Mengtang asked cautiously. "I wonder if he will come to our aid?" Yi Xunyan's

cultivation was exceptional; he had once subdued the demon kings of the forty-nine caves of the underworld. If they received his help, the situation would be vastly different.

But Cui Caiting only said calmly, "Don't place your hopes on him." She used her movement technique and took the lead, rushing up the mountain.

The disciples quickly followed.

Just as they reached the halfway point, they suddenly saw a group of imperial soldiers, covered in blood, rushing towards them in panic. Their faces were filled with terror, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying, and they fled desperately down the mountain.

Li Mengtang wanted to ask what was going on, but even after calling out several times, she couldn't stop one of them.

All the women frowned and had no choice but to continue searching upwards.

"Second Senior Sister, I...I wonder what's up there? It scared them so much." Shui Ruo asked quietly, her face pale.

Li Mengtang smiled slightly at her and whispered, "Don't be afraid, just stay close to me."

Shui Ruo felt a little calmer and followed closely beside her.

On Xiaoyao Peak, this gentle, calm, and highly skilled Second Senior Sister had always been Shui Ruo's object of affection and her protector.

Corpses began to appear along the way. Judging from their attire, some were from the Imperial Tiger Head Army, while others were from the Demon-Subduing Hands of the Demon-Slaying Fortress. Many of them had long, horrific wounds on their bodies, as if cut by something sharp, leaving their intestines spilling out—a truly gruesome death.

"It was done by those skeleton spiders. It seems they're nearby," Li Mengtang said in a deep voice, taking out the Wooden Mother Divine Bow from her magic pouch as she ran.

Shui Ruo had already drawn her weapon, the Evil-Repelling Ice Flame Blade that He Tianpeng had given her. At this moment, she was tense, her knuckles gripping the blade turning white.

"Hey, look here!" Xiao Wan, who was walking ahead with Cui Caiting, suddenly exclaimed. The other girls looked and saw several giant nets hanging between several large trees. Inside each net were two or three skeletal blood spiders, their long legs twitching intermittently, looking like they were on the verge of death.

"It looks like a Demon-Trapping Net..." Li Mengtang said.

Just then, a loud shout came from ahead, someone yelling, "It's caught! It's caught! Everyone, give it your all, don't let it escape!"

The girls rushed forward and squeezed into a dense forest. They saw dozens of men in tight-fitting clothes running back and forth, each holding a rope, pulling on a strange, large net. Inside the net was a huge creature struggling frantically.

"It really is the Demon-Slaying Hands of the Demon-Slaying Fortress! They seem to have captured some kind of demon," Li Mengtang said.

"Wow! Is this the infamous Demon-Trapping Net?" Xia Xiaowan exclaimed in surprise, her eyes fixed curiously on the large net. She saw numerous magical runes pasted on it, occasionally flashing with dazzling sparks.

"Yes, this is the Demon-Trapping Net, the large divine weapon of the Demon-Slaying Fortress, the one that once captured the demon general Meng Baihu," Li Mengtang nodded in agreement. The creature

trapped in the net was some kind of demon, appearing enormous and incredibly strong. In its struggle, it pulled at dozens of the Demon-Slaying Hands, making them unsteady on their feet. It twisted and leaped, then suddenly crashed into a nearby tree with a deafening roar, snapping the thick trunk in half.

"Hold on, everyone! We finally managed to trap this thing!" someone shouted hoarsely.

"This bastard killed so many people! Let's take it back, tear it to pieces, and deep-fry it for our drinks!" someone else said, their eyes bloodshot and teeth clenched.

Suddenly, a terrifying, hook-shaped, blood-red long leg burst out of the web, rapidly stabbing and cutting through the threads, touching the magical runes on the web, causing flashes and bursts of electricity.

Shui Ruo, seeing this, turned even paler, her voice trembling, "It...it looks like another skeleton spider, but why is it so much bigger than the others?"

"Perhaps it's their leader?" Xiao Wan replied, only then pulling out her Earth Spirit Flute from her magic pouch. She wasn't particularly afraid of insect-like monsters, her face much calmer than Shui Ruo's.

At that moment, another long, bare leg burst out of the web, aimlessly poking and stabbing in all directions.

"Careful, it looks like it's trying to break free!" someone shouted.

"Net! Add another net for this thing!" someone yelled.

"No more, this is the last one!" someone replied, their face ashen.

"It's alright! It's alright! Everyone calm down, the more it struggles, the faster it will die! The talismans on the net will soon burn it to ashes!" A demon-subduing hand, who seemed to be the leader, shouted in a deep voice. But before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly pierced through the chest by a hook-like long leg that attacked without warning, and was lifted high into the air, dead without a sound.

The demon-subduing hands were shocked, and some immediately withdrew their hands.

"Not good!" Li Mengtang shouted softly, and with a wave of her gauze sleeve, several strange vines as thick as bowls sprang out of the grass. It was the ultimate technique of the Wood Release system - Python Vine Technique. But Cui Caiting was faster than her, and had already formed a hand seal and rushed out like lightning.

Suddenly, a low roar that did not sound like a human was heard. The entire demon-trapping net lost control, and the demon-subduing hands around it without hands were pulled up and thrown heavily.

At the same time, several red shadows flashed by, and blood splattered. Several demon-subduing hands that were still in the air were cut in half at the waist.

"What scum dares to ambush my Bloodblade General!" Accompanied by an extremely piercing, sinister laugh, a gigantic figure with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a spider broke free from the Demon-Trapping Web.

The strange vines summoned by Li Mengtang snapped instantly, and Cui Caiting was also targeted by several crimson shadows accompanied by fierce winds. In a few lightning-fast exchanges, she was forced back two steps.

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Xiao Xuan almost fainted on the spot, thinking dazedly, "Why am I so unlucky! For no reason, I'm accused of being a descendant of demons, and now I've fallen into a dragon's lair! Ugh... and there's a huge circle of skeletons all around me!"

The skeleton sorcerers on the edge of the giant pit were all taken aback, hundreds of pairs of black eye sockets locking onto this uninvited guest.

Although Xiao Xuan was wearing the armor of a skeleton soldier, under the gaze of so many high-ranking skeletons, he was practically naked and had nowhere to hide.

"Wow! They're all sorcerers..." He recognized the skeletons' attire, and his heart sank. "Why are they all skeleton sorcerers? And in a circle? Ah! Are they performing some kind of grand ritual?"

The skeleton sorcerers quickly realized what was happening, their magical artifacts flashing, clearly intending to eliminate this unfortunate fellow who had

walked right into their trap. Xiao Xuan knew something was wrong. He saw all sorts of lights rushing towards him, and he quickly leaped to the side. Just as he jumped away, a series of eerie and beautiful flames erupted on the spot, like countless fireworks exploding at once.

"If I get bombarded by so many sorcerers, I probably won't even have my teeth left!" Xiao Xuan's face turned ashen. His mind raced, and he suddenly leaped up the ground, rushing up the steep slope. But after only a few steps, he was forced back into the pit by a string of rapidly approaching blue flames. Then, a torrential downpour of various colors of light, some arcing, some straight, some fast, some slow, some bright, some dim, poured down upon him.

Xiao Xuan darted about in the pit, and if it weren't for Fei Luo's lightning spell, he would have been riddled with holes and was in a truly sorry state.

In just a few breaths, he was drenched in sweat, his true energy severely depleted. However, he couldn't stop moving for even a moment. Just then, a large cloud of green smoke suddenly exploded in front of him, rapidly expanding like a demon, its claws bared and phosphorescent, clearly some kind of vicious and evil magic. Without thinking, he leaped backward, flying several steps back, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his back—he had crashed into something hard.

Unexpectedly, everything suddenly went silent; the skeleton sorcerers on the edge of the pit all stopped attacking.

Xiao Xuan, bewildered and still shaken, turned around, his body going limp with fear. He had bumped into the chin of the blood-bone dragon; the dragon could easily devour him like a grain of rice with a mere lick of its jaws.

"Oh God!" Xiao Xuan's fighting spirit vanished, and he closed his eyes in despair.

"After I die, I wonder if Master and Senior Sister will ever think of me? Will Shui'er always remember me? Waaah, Xiao Wan will probably cry herself to death... Oh dear! What about Yao Yao? No one will let her out, no one will water her..." He thought and cried, tears welling up in his eyes.

But nothing happened. The surroundings were eerily quiet, save for the clear sound of the dragon's even breathing.

Xiao Xuan waited obediently like a lamb to the slaughter, but after a long while, there was still no movement.

"Could it be that this evil dragon is sleeping?" Xiao Xuan slowly opened his eyes and looked into the dragon's dark eye sockets. Seeing that they seemed to be facing him, his heart pounded wildly.

"What's going on?" He thought rapidly. "Hmm, most of the skeletons above stopped attacking because they were afraid of accidentally hitting the dragon... But what's wrong with the dragon? Why is it ignoring me?"

The bone dragon remained motionless. Xiao Xuan noticed that although its body was blood-red, its color was dull and lacked luster, far less vibrant and red than it had been the day before.

He looked up and saw that the skeletons on the edge of the pit were all staring intently at the bottom. Several skeleton sorcerers with unusual attire were whispering among themselves, seemingly discussing something. Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he remembered the battle they had encountered last time: "Could it be that this dragon was severely injured by my martial aunt Fei Luo, which is why it can't move? And those skeleton sorcerers above are casting spells to heal it? Yes! Yes! Judging from this, that must be it! Otherwise, why are so many sorcerers gathered here?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuan felt a little more at ease, but he still couldn't find a way to escape. He thought to himself, "I can't let this stalemate continue like this." "Given time, those skeletons will surely find a way to deal with me... Even if they can't do anything to me, once Aunt Feiluo leads me into the Great Swamp, I'll drown like a rat!"

He was burning with anxiety, his breathing becoming rapid. Suddenly, he was startled to find that the bone dragon in front of him was also breathing rapidly. He wondered, "I wonder if it's having a nightmare or about to wake up?"

Suddenly, Xiao Xuan felt a warm, swelling sensation in his chest, and something unseen seemed to be emanating from his body. The bone dragon, which had been dull all over, began to glow strangely, its blood bones emitting a hazy red light.

Then another strange thing happened. His eyes were wide open, yet a series of eerie and vivid images flashed through his mind—the scene he had witnessed when he swallowed the nameless bead: in the raging purple flames, a jade-colored dragon was struggling frantically and desperately, its head raised as if roaring, its expression one of extreme pain and utter misery…

But all of this, though vivid and real, was silent and ethereal, like a dream.

Most perplexingly, the background of this scene was the very real, blood-red bone dragon, still coiled quietly, alternating with the eerie scene before him.

“What’s going on?” Xiao Xuan was terrified, frantically scanning and shoving his way forward as if possessed, but the terrifying scene remained etched in his mind.

Then, the jade-colored dragon’s struggle gradually ceased, and a beautiful and soft light from beneath its chin suddenly detached itself and flew away like a shooting star, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Xuan was utterly bewildered. Suddenly, he saw large patches of the dragon's scales and spines burning and melting away. Soon after, the dragon's jade-colored flesh was also incinerated and melted away by the purple flames, revealing shockingly large, crystalline bones beneath. Under the relentless scorching of the purple flames, these crystalline bones gradually turned reddish-brown…

Xiao Xuan was horrified. Suddenly, he noticed that the dragon, now charred and bare, was strangely and slowly overlapping with the blood-red bone dragon behind it. Just as they were perfectly aligned, a deafening roar erupted, and a blinding crimson light filled the air. The two merged blood-red bone dragons soared into the sky, dragging their skeleton chariots, nearly crashing into the cave ceiling dozens of feet high.

The sight was incredibly shocking. Xiao Xuan stared speechlessly at the swirling, ferocious bone dragons that seemed to devour everything in their path, unable to process what had happened for a long time.

The skeletons surrounding the pit seemed completely stunned, standing frozen in place like wooden statues, staring blankly upwards.

"How could this be? Could something have gone wrong?" Xiao Xuan was utterly perplexed. He glanced bewildered at the seemingly helpless skeletons on the pit's edge, a thought suddenly crossing his mind: "If only this evil dragon would suddenly go berserk and scare all the skeletons away..."

Just as this thought arose, the crimson bone dragon roared down from above, baring its fangs and claws as it swooped down on the skeletons along the pit's edge, smashing through more than a dozen skeleton sorcerers like a torrent.

Xiao Xuan's jaw dropped. Then, the bone dragon swung its massive body, its enormous tail sweeping across, instantly slamming seven or eight skeleton sorcerers on the other side against the wall, smashing them to pieces.

Only then did the remaining skeletons realize the extreme danger before them, turning and scattering in all directions.

But the crimson bone dragon persisted, tearing several skeleton sorcerers who had fled more than ten feet away to shreds with each leap and bound.

"Good, good! This dragon has been a great help!" Xiao Xuan exclaimed with delight. He immediately used a land-based leaping technique to soar upwards. Although the walls of the giant pit were steep, they were no obstacle for him. In a few breaths, he reached the edge of the pit and leaped out.

Looking around, he realized that he was in a cave of indescribable size. The ceiling and edges were extremely dark and indistinct, clearly indicating its immense height.

At this moment, apart from the scattered broken bones, there wasn't a single moving skeleton in the cave. The giant dragon was nowhere to be seen. Xiao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and quickly ran towards the entrance.

"I've been delayed here for quite some time. My master must be about to draw down the waters of the Great Swamp!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of tension. He rushed to the gate, about to leave, when suddenly a strong gust of wind blew in his face, not only causing him to stumble but also pushing him back several steps. Then, a huge head emerged from the gate, with a sharp snout and a protruding forehead, its bare bones as red as blood. It was none other than the skeletal dragon from before.

"Heavens! Why has this evil dragon turned back..." Xiao Xuan retreated, his face ashen, despair rising again in his heart: "Today, I, Cui Xiao Xuan, will ultimately perish here..."

The skeletal blood dragon, tens of feet long, floated in through the air. Strangely, it didn't rise and fall with the ferocity and speed of a rainbow as before. It only stared at Xiao Xuan with a pair of empty eye sockets, its massive head slowly approaching.

Xiao Xuan retreated hastily, tripping over something in his panic and falling to the ground with a thud. Seeing the giant head of the bone dragon almost upon him, his will suddenly crumbled, and he cried out, "Don't come any closer!"

The skeletal blood dragon stopped at his cry, hovering slightly in mid-air. Strangely, its blood and bones now possessed an unusual luster, soft and flowing like jade.

"Why has the dragon's color changed?" Xiao Xuan stammered, then thought, "How could it obey me? Impossible! It's probably just a coincidence..."

The skeletal blood dragon exhaled heavily, its two bottomless black eye sockets seeming to scrutinize him intriguingly.

"You step back... could you step back just a little bit?" Xiao Xuan tentatively asked.

The skeletal blood dragon actually swam backward, but its giant head remained facing him.

Xiao Xuan stared blankly, unable to understand for a long time. He thought to himself, "Why is this dragon so obedient today? It is the Skeleton Demon's pet!"

He stood there dumbfounded, locked in a stalemate with the Skeleton Blood Dragon. As they looked at each other, a strange feeling he had never experienced before suddenly arose in his heart, as if the enormous creature in front of him was somehow resonating with him and intimately connected.

Xiao Xuan pondered intently, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the bone dragon's chin. He remembered a giant, blood-red pearl, resembling a black pearl, that had once been destroyed by Fei Luo with her purple rhinoceros hairpin, leaving only a deep indentation. Suddenly, he recalled swallowing a pearl that also resembled a black pearl. Thinking back to the eerie scene that unfolded when he swallowed it, a wave of doubt washed over him: "Could it be... that the pearl I swallowed has some connection to this dragon?"

This realization brought a flood of vague thoughts to his mind, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure it out.

Continuing like this wasn't a solution, so Xiao Xuan decided to try again. He respectfully addressed the dragon, "Great God, could you... could you leave this place? Please leave!"

The skeletal blood dragon indeed turned and floated towards the gate.

Xiao Xuan stared, finally able to completely deny the "coincidence" theory. Seeing the bone dragon about to swim out the door, he hurriedly shouted, "Come back! Great God, please come back!"

The skeletal blood dragon responded and obediently floated in front of him.

"Great God, can you take me out? Please take me away from here, okay?" Xiao Xuan shamelessly pressed his advantage.

The skeletal blood dragon coiled its body and swung its tail, steadily tossing the skeletal chariot tied to its waist and tail in front of him.

Xiao Xuan quickly climbed on, and as soon as he sat down, the skeletal bone dragon unfurled its body and spun around, carrying him towards the gate.

"What exactly happened?" Little Xuan on the skeleton carriage was overjoyed and thought to himself, "The old skeleton demon said that this dragon used to be a celestial dragon, a protective barrier and a spirit of evil left by the Burning Void Hermit in the Great Swamp. Later, something happened that turned it into a demon and enslaved it. It seems that it has finally come to its senses today and will no longer help the wicked! Yes, yes, that must be it!"

The skeleton dragon went out of the gate and carried Little Xuan forward at high speed. Its body was very long and huge, but it was incredibly agile. It moved freely in the narrow passageway without any bumps or delays.

Xiao Xuan grinned from ear to ear, then pondered, "But it's been confused for so long, why has it only suddenly repented today? Hmm... it must have met me, Master Cui Xiaosheng, and been won over and reformed by my kingly aura and great personality!"

Just as he was reveling in his own world, he suddenly saw a dozen or so skeleton sorcerers appear from around the corner. Clearly prepared, they brandished their magical weapons, and countless streams of black energy shot out, filling the entire passageway.

Xiao Xuan was startled, seeing the bone dragon charging headlong at him, defying the attacks of various magical sorceries.

A series of hissing sounds filled the air as the skeleton sorcerers' evil attacks struck the bone dragon's flesh and bones, exploding into clouds of foul smoke and eerie fragments. Yet, the bone dragon remained unharmed. Its ferocious head instantly charged forward, smashing the skeletons into pieces, then its massive skeletal body swung left and right, mercilessly ploughing the scattered fragments into the walls of the passageway.

"That's terrifying! That's amazing!" Xiao Xuan muttered to himself, gasping for breath. He caught sight of two skeleton sorcerers who had escaped the attack and fled into the distance. Just as he was about to shout, "Chase after them!" the skeleton dragon turned and gave chase.

Xiao Xuan was startled, then remembered how the dragon had become fierce when he had hoped it would scare away the skeletons in the pit. His heart pounded: "Could this dragon know what I'm thinking?" Seeing another fork in the road ahead, he tried to think: "Go to the first one on the left!"

Sure enough, the skeleton dragon gave up chasing the two skeleton sorcerers, its massive body swaying as it obediently flew into the first passage on the left.

Xiao Xuan was both surprised and delighted: "My God, this is amazing! This dragon not only listens to me, but it also knows what I'm thinking!" He immediately tested it again, and the skeleton dragon seemed to understand his thoughts, moving in all directions, its movements perfectly in response to his intentions.

"This demonic dragon was originally the Skeleton Demon's mount, but now it belongs to my little saint grandfather!" Overjoyed at this unexpected windfall, Xiao Xuan suddenly noticed a group of skeleton halberdiers running past at the right fork in the road. He realized they were not far from the main hall where the Blood Pool was located and worried about Fei Luo. He shouted in his heart, "Chase them down and kill them without mercy!"

With that thought, the skeleton dragon performed a smooth, wide spin and sped off in pursuit.

Inside the Blood Pool hall, in mid-air, Fei Luo was constantly circulating her true energy, using the supreme divine power of the Lesser Four Symbols Technique—Heavenly Tribulation—to destroy the giant round stone with magical mechanisms embedded in the cave ceiling. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the giant round stone suddenly trembled slightly, emitting a muffled roar, and debris rained down. Knowing she had succeeded, she continued to exert her power and intensify her efforts.

Just then, Fei Luo felt a sharp pain shooting from her waist down to her perineum, as if something had quietly sprung out, assaulting her like an electric current. She immediately realized this was the strange lightning energy that had invaded when she was injured by the lightning general earlier. She was shocked: "I clearly cleared it away just now, how come there's still a trace of it here!"

She was currently casting a powerful spell and had no way to resist it. She hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to give up, but then she saw the giant round stone shake again, the vibration even more violent than before. So she gritted her teeth and forced herself to persevere.

Little did she know that the lightning energy was extremely fierce and unpredictable, becoming more and more active in her body. Within a few breaths, it had overwhelmed her, causing her abdomen to feel numb and her true energy to become disordered.

Fei Luo was drenched in sweat. While trying to control her true energy, she suddenly felt a knife-like pain in a certain part of her abdomen. She knew that the lightning energy had penetrated very deeply, and her meridians and vital energy had been greatly damaged. She was both shocked and annoyed, but with success so close at hand, she couldn't care less about that. She only wanted to break this crucial magical mechanism as quickly as possible.

The giant round stone trembled more and more frequently, with large chunks of stone falling and shattering around it. Suddenly, a terrifying "crash" was heard, and a deep, long crack appeared on the stone's surface, which was intricately carved with runes. Its interior, corroded by the power of the heavenly tribulation, was exposed like powder, and it was already on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, a wave of water-like ripples appeared on the surface of the giant round stone, causing the runes carved on it to twist strangely. A large mass of hazy, turbid energy emanated from somewhere, swirling and churning...

It was the guardian! Just from the spiritual energy of the fluctuations she sensed, she knew it was an unusually powerful spirit. Fei Luo's face turned pale, and she immediately and without hesitation stopped her cultivation and withdrew her spell. Because she had caught her breath too quickly, her blood surged, and she almost vomited blood.

But the Heavenly Tribulation was a powerful technique, and removing it was no easy task. In the blink of an eye, the hazy, turbid air rapidly condensed into a gigantic humanoid monster. Suddenly, it leaped up and slammed into Fei Luo, who was in mid-air.

The impact was devastating, and Fei Luo was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. Blood gushed from her nose and mouth. In the moments before losing consciousness, she desperately glimpsed a blood-red skeletal dragon, baring its fangs and claws, flying into the hall…

In the fourth chapter,

Xiao Xuan, riding the skeletal dragon, caught up with the group of skeletal halberdiers and dealt with them all in an instant. Feeling extremely pleased, he suddenly saw the Blood Pool Hall ahead and rode the dragon there. However, as soon as he entered the gate, he witnessed a heart-stopping scene: Fei Luo was struck by a huge monster, her entire body flying a long distance through the air before plummeting softly to the ground.

Xiao Xuan was shocked. In a flash, the skeletal dragon carried him swiftly to Fei Luo's side, reaching her in the blink of an eye. He reached out and caught the falling beauty just in time.

"Uncle-Master! Uncle-Master!" Xiao Xuan called out repeatedly, but Fei Luo remained unresponsive, limp as a board, blood still gushing from her nose and mouth. He quickly gathered his inner energy and gently channeled it into her dantian.

The skeletal dragon let out a roar, defiantly raising its head high in the air.

Xiao Xuan looked up and saw a huge, skeletal monster hanging upside down on the surface of a giant round stone, glaring fiercely at them.

"Bastard! How dare you hurt my Uncle-Master! Grandpa Saint will never forgive you!" Xiao Xuan was furious, but he had no time to worry about that now, continuing to focus on healing the beauty.

The skeletal dragon, receiving no instructions, merely bared its fangs and claws at the monster in the air, while the monster also waved its fists and roared softly, showing no fear.

The two monsters remained locked in a stalemate for a moment, but the giant round stone monster could not hold back any longer and suddenly leaped down from the sky, instantly unleashing a deafening roar that shook the entire hall violently.

Xiao Xuan was startled and looked again. This time he could see clearly that the monster was nearly five zhang tall, with a bluish-gray body, hollow eyes, and bare bones, resembling a skeleton. However, the bones on its body were uneven, as if they were made of jumbled stones. A thought flashed through his mind: "If you add flames, it would be somewhat similar to my invincible general. Could it be..."

The monster was quite bold, actually taking big, pillar-like steps and approaching the suspended skeleton dragon step by step. Although it was slow, it had a heavy, oppressive feeling like a mountain.

At this moment, Xiao Xuan noticed a large talisman engraved on its chest. The edges were blurred, and the pattern was ancient and simple, resembling the "Nine Earths" from the Qimen Dunjia. He became even more certain: "'Nine Earths' is characterized by its solidity and defensiveness, and is often used as an aid in earth-escape-type armor-protecting techniques. It seems that this monster is most likely an earth-escape-type spirit!"

Sure enough, although this monster looked like a skeleton, it was actually an earth-escape-type spirit. However, it was not an ordinary earth spirit or stone spirit, but the extremely rare king of natural stone spirits. Before becoming a spirit, it had absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, the sun and moon for millions of years. After becoming a spirit, it was further demonized by the secret method of the Skeleton Ancestor and was specially used to guard the magical mechanism that absorbed the energy of the Great Swamp.

Seeing it closing in, Xiao Xuan had no choice but to temporarily stop channeling his true energy into Fei Luo. His anger flared: "This bastard is courting death! How dare he challenge the spirit that suppresses evil!" He roared at the skeletal dragon, "Tear this damned stupid thing apart!"

The skeletal dragon responded, cascading down from the sky like a waterfall, its hook-like, sharp claws pouncing on the stone monster. Even from several feet away, a powerful and sinister current of energy tore through the air, slicing several long gashes across the stone monster's chest and abdomen.

The stone monster merely swayed before charging forward like lightning.

"This guy's defense is incredibly strong!" Xiao Xuan was astonished, recalling how his senior sister's powerful shield, created by the Golden Shield, shattered when the skeletal dragon grabbed at it mid-air. In the blink of an eye, the two colossal creatures clashed, unleashing a series of terrifying roars. The resulting gusts of wind caused shrill howls to echo around them—a truly awe-inspiring and earth-shattering spectacle.

Xiao Xuan, inside the skeleton carriage, felt as if his internal organs were shifting from the shock. Fearing that the severely injured Fei Luo couldn't withstand it, he swayed from side to side, gripping the skeleton carriage tightly with one hand and pulling Fei Luo into his arms to protect her. In his haste, he even managed to take two healing pills from his sect's pouch and stuff them into her mouth.

Within moments, the battle had become fierce. The skeleton dragon had cracked several bones, while the stone monster was riddled with holes, its body splintered and fragments flying everywhere. However, both were exceptionally powerful, showing no signs of injury or slowing down, and instead fought even more frantically and intensely.

Xiao Xuan was increasingly alarmed. He knew that the skeleton dragon was originally a black dragon transformed from a ten-thousand-year-old azure dragon, and was also the key to the restriction and the spirit of suppressing evil left in the Great Swamp by the immortal Fenxu Sanren of Jukuzhou. It was naturally incomparably powerful. Although it had been destroyed before, it must have been reforged and demonized by the Skeleton Ancestor. Even if its strength hadn't increased, it certainly hadn't weakened. He never expected that it would be unable to do anything to a mere stone spirit.

Although among the five elements, earth-element spirits are most known for their strength and defense, and their ability to resist attacks is unmatched by the other four elements, what they are facing now is an extraordinary dragon! A black dragon that can be described as a combination of immortal and demon! Xiao Xuan has no doubt that even his invincible general, which he had spent months and countless efforts to create, would probably not be able to withstand a few attacks from this powerful bone dragon.

Just then, the magic rune on the stone monster's chest suddenly lit up, and an incredibly powerful suction force burst forth from its body, instantly pulling the bone dragon, along with Xiao Xuan and Fei Luo in the skeleton carriage, flying towards it...

"What kind of evil magic is this?" Xiao Xuan exclaimed in shock, suddenly remembering the mysterious restriction called "Earth Binding" that Fei Luo had restored on the island: "Oh no! Does this monster also have that kind of magical ability!"

The stone monster spread its giant pillar-like arms, embracing the skeleton dragon with overwhelming force. Xiao Xuan immediately heard a terrifying sound of bones cracking. Fortunately, the skeleton carriage was hanging on the stone monster's abdomen, preventing it from being hugged, otherwise he and Fei Luo would probably be reduced to dust by now.

"Ugh... Is the treasure I just got gone just like that?" Xiao Xuan's face turned ashen, his heart breaking.

Unexpectedly, the seemingly severely injured bone dragon suddenly raised its head and spewed a thick, blood-like breath at the giant arm that was tightly binding it. Then, it fiercely bit down, shattering a large chunk of the pinkish stone. It repeated this process several times, and within a few breaths, it had bitten off pieces from both of the stone monster's giant arms, a horrifying sight.

Xiao Xuan stared in disbelief, thinking with bated breath, "How did this monster suddenly become so weak? Could it be that the dragon's breath has a corrosive effect? Good, good! I almost underestimated it! It truly lives up to its reputation as a ten-thousand-year-old dragon! It truly lives up to its reputation as a spirit that wards off evil! Spray! Bite! Bite hard! Bite this turtle bastard who attacked my uncle to death!"
The stone monster roared, and the magic runes carved on its chest lit up again. It tightened its arms with immense force, causing the bone dragon to crack with another sound.

The bone dragon continued its relentless, frantic breathing and biting, a fight to the death, a battle of attrition.

"I have to help it!" Xiao Xuan's mind raced. The skeleton chariot was currently hanging from the stone monster's abdomen, and his gaze quickly fell on its chest. A sudden flash of inspiration struck him; he swiftly channeled his inner fire energy, unleashing his eight-clawed flaming dragon whip, lashing it heavily at the occasionally glowing talisman.

The stone monster shuddered violently, letting out a deafening roar. Its tightly bound arms seemed to loosen, allowing the bone dragon to free itself.

Xiao Xuan was both surprised and delighted, thinking, "So this is its weak point!" Excited, he disregarded his unsteady footing and unleashed a furious barrage of whips, striking the stone monster's chest relentlessly, shattering the talisman into countless pieces.

The stone monster, struggling fiercely against the skeletal dragon, was completely overwhelmed by Xiao Xuan below. Suddenly, the stone monster swayed, its arms loosening, allowing the skeletal dragon to break free.

The dragon spun in mid-air, instantly coiling itself around the stone monster, causing its massive body to spin in place. Its giant, hook-like claws lashed out, tearing off a pillar-like stone arm.

The stone monster let out a roar, but its voice was much weaker, and it staggered, clearly severely injured.

"It's almost done for!" Xiao Xuan shouted joyfully, "Go, finish it off!"

The skeletal dragon lunged forward and bit down, tearing a horrifying hole in the stone monster's blurred face. Then, its claws swept across, ruthlessly ripping off half of the stone monster's head.

As if transformed, the stone monster suddenly became incredibly vulnerable, crumbling instantly under the skeletal dragon's terrifying attack.

The skeletal dragon, corrupted by evil magic, now revealed its cruel nature. Despite having defeated its opponent, it relentlessly continued its frenzied rampage, scattering shattered rocks everywhere.

Suddenly, a dark black object flew from the stone monster's remains, disappearing into the flying debris and hurtling away.

"What's that?" Little Xuan caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye, and a thought struck him: "Second Senior Sister said that spirits of the Five Elements, similar to Dragon Pearls and Phoenix Elixirs, often possess a spiritual core within their bodies. These are excellent materials for crafting talismans and refining treasures. Once their main body is destroyed, they will escape on their own. Could this be it?" With this thought, he quickly spurred his bone dragon to give chase. The over two-zhang-long (approximately 6.6 meters) long Flame Whip Dragon lashed out, engulfing the dark black object.

He pulled back his whip, caught it, and saw that it was a dark, round ball of light about the size of a grapefruit. It was warm to the touch and pulsated like water, a clear indication of abundant spiritual energy. He was overjoyed, but his heart was preoccupied with the beauty, so he had no time to examine it closely. He quickly put it into his magic pouch and turned to look at Fei Luo.

Fei Luo was still unconscious, her face as white as paper, devoid of any color.

Xiao Xuan felt both pain and pity. He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away the remaining blood from the corner of her mouth. Helpless, he could only continue to press his palm against the beauty's dantian to channel his true energy. In his distress, he thought of Li Mengtang: "If only Second Senior Sister were here!" He then thought of Cui Caiting and the other senior sisters. At this moment, he felt an overwhelming longing for them.

Half an incense stick later, Xiao Xuan's true energy was running low, so he had to stop and withdraw his palm. Seeing that Fei Luo's breathing had become more even, he felt a little relieved. He then looked at the bone dragon and saw that the bones on its body that had been cracked by the stone monster earlier had now healed considerably, with only a few faint marks remaining on the most severely injured areas. He couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised: "This dragon is truly miraculous, possessing such a powerful self-healing ability! I wonder how many other wondrous supernatural powers it has?"

Just as he was planning his next move, he suddenly heard several muffled noises coming from above. Looking up, he saw that the giant round stone on the cave ceiling, which was slowly rotating, was vibrating as if it were stuck, and the stone surface, which was engraved with runes, was... Several deep cracks appeared, and he pondered, "It seems my master has already destroyed most of it. Now that the demonic filth has been cleared, why don't I take this opportunity to destroy it completely? Let the waters of the Great Swamp transform this demonic cave into a dragon palace!"

Once he made up his mind, he pointed to the giant round stone at the top and said to the skeleton dragon, "Destroy it!"

Upon hearing this, the skeleton dragon immediately took off, carrying him and Fei Luo straight to the giant round stone. With a few quick clawing motions, the giant round stone shattered into pieces like tofu. Then came a series of terrifying sounds, and large amounts of mud and sand fell like rain. Suddenly, the ground shook, and where the water splashed, the waters of the Great Swamp poured down like a waterfall.

"Quick, let's go!" Xiao Xuan hurriedly shouted. Before he could finish speaking, the skeleton dragon had already spun around, dodging the overwhelming flood, and flew out of the Blood Pool Hall in the blink of an eye. But the waters of the Great Swamp were incredibly turbulent, quickly filling the hall before surging into the passageway, roaring and chasing after them like demons.

"Hurry! Run! Get to the surface!" Xiao Xuan shouted urgently. Although he was prepared, he was still terrified by the overwhelming force of the water.

Fortunately, the Bone Dragon lived up to its promise. After a perilous and rapid dash, it finally broke through the abyss before it was completely submerged, carrying him and Fei Luo into the sky.

Xiao Xuan, still shaken, looked down from the sky at the water gushing from the chasm and the collapsing ground. He felt a surge of relief: "If it weren't for this dragon, even if I could destroy that mechanism, I probably wouldn't be able to escape by now!"

He stared blankly for a long time, then suddenly snapped out of his shock: "I wonder how Zeyang City is now? Are Master and Senior Sister in danger?"

Looking at the massive, thirty-foot-long, skeletal dragon winding through the air ahead, a thought suddenly struck him: "With this incomparably powerful creature as a helper, why don't I rush back to assist? Then I can entrust my Uncle to Second Senior Sister for treatment... Hehe, I wonder what kind of expression those evil bastards will have when they see this evil dragon turning against them? Hmm, they're all expressionless; even if they're surprised, they can't show any emotion." At most, they'd be scared out of their wits and run away! Ah, they have no intestines or stomachs, so running away is impossible..."

Xiao Xuan became more and more excited as he thought about it. Just as he was about to set off, a sudden thought struck him: "But if I go back, I'll most likely run into my sixth uncle. If he captures me and imprisons me at Phoenix Cliff for the rest of my life, that would be terrible..." He hesitated for a long time,

then a flash of inspiration struck him: "That's it! Why don't I disguise myself so he won't recognize me!" With that thought, he immediately put it into practice. He was wearing the armor of a skeleton warrior, so there was no need to change. He took out the Seven Absolutes from his Ruyi Pouch, hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and put it on. In an instant, his body trembled as if struck by lightning, and countless intense and eerie sensations surged over him. Although he was prepared, he felt that he could not resist them.

"It's so uncomfortable as soon as I put this damn thing on, it's definitely no good! I must never touch it again!" Xiao Xuan groaned softly, his gaze inadvertently falling on Fei Luo, who was limp in the skeleton carriage. Suddenly, his mouth went dry and his veins throbbed.

This woman was already alluring, and now, with her slightly disheveled hair and hazy eyes, her delicate body curled up in the carriage was soft and boneless, her lines perfectly displayed. Because she was unconscious, she looked even more pitiful and alluring, but what was most captivating were still her pair of astonishingly large yet incredibly perky jade breasts.

"How can something so heavy and soft, and someone who's been swaying like this, still maintain such an upright posture..."

Xiao Xuan thought drowsily, and vaguely reached out his hand. Only when his fingertips touched the silk dress did he suddenly wake up: "Damn it! What time is it? How can I still... still... Damn it! Ah! It must be this mask that's causing this! Last time I saved Shui Ruo, I immediately started having impure thoughts as soon as I put it on!"

He slapped the mask hard on his face, forcibly turning his gaze away from the beauty, staring blankly into the empty space, panting heavily, his mind and eyes no longer daring to look at Fei Luo in the slightest.

After catching his breath, he suddenly remembered that the Eight-Clawed Flaming Dragon Whip might be recognized, so he reached into his magic pouch and took out the Soul-Binding Chain and Soul-Slaying Shield, which he had recently acquired. He found these two weapons quite handy, so he sheathed the Eight-Clawed Flaming Dragon Whip back on his arm. Once fully armed, various strange sensations intensified—excitement, restlessness, pain, and rage—as if something was about to burst forth from his body…

“You bastards! Grandpa Saint is here!” Xiao Xuan roared uncontrollably, shield in his left hand, chain in his right, like a little skeleton demon king, riding his blood-bone dragon with murderous intent as he charged towards Zeyang City.

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Under the billowing blood clouds, everything and everyone was stained with a terrifying crimson, and the life-or-death battle grew increasingly fierce.

The skeletal army surged relentlessly, and the defenders of Zeyang were suffering immense hardship. Over 30% of the more than 10,000 Imperial Tiger Head Army soldiers had been killed or wounded.

Fang Shaolin's Golden-Winged Scorpion, summoned with a talisman, had long since vanished, but he had managed to repel the attack of over a hundred bone-winged skeletons. In the ensuing waves of battle, he unleashed four of the Eight Desolate Ten Extraordinary Talismans in one go, nearly exhausting his spiritual power and true energy.

Xue Han, with all her might, used the Golden Shield and the Xuanjiao's supreme treasure, the Golden Cloud Descent, which struck fear into the hearts of ghosts and gods, to destroy a Hell Demon Tower. She retreated to the city walls to meditate and recover her spiritual power and true energy.

However, at this time, the skeletal army still had three almost intact Hell Demon Towers and two half-damaged but still fighting-ready towers rampaging, not only smashing through several sections of the city walls but also sending wave after wave of ferocious and terrifying skeleton warriors to the city walls.

The situation had clearly tilted; Zeyang City was on the verge of collapse.

"How many Mountain-Splitting Divine Crossbows are left?" Fang Shaolin asked his subordinate beside him.

"Only three crossbow carts remain, and seven crossbow bolts are left here. We don't know about the others, but we estimate there aren't many left!" the officer shouted.

"What was the Western Commander sending men for?" Fang Shaolin continued, his battle robe tattered, blood seeping slightly from his abdominal armor. No one knew when he had been wounded or how serious his injury was.

"Commander Shangguan has been killed in action, and the troops have suffered over half their casualties. Therefore, Deputy Commander Ye sent men to request reinforcements," the officer replied.

"And what's the commotion in the city?"

"A group of monstrous skeletons rushed into the city through the collapsed gap in the Western Commander's camp, wreaking havoc in the West Market area. General Ji deployed some reserve troops to suppress them."

Fang Shaolin remained silent, his face still composed, but his heart sank. None of the above situations were the worst. What worried him most was that after a long battle, the protective talismans affixed to the defenders seemed to be losing their effectiveness. Small-scale desertions were occurring frequently, and even the officers' sword-wielding threats were ineffective.

As a disciple of the immortals, he knew all too well that against the powerful aura emanating from the Hell Demon Tower, once the protective talismans completely lost their effectiveness, these soldiers, who had no ability to resist the aura, would be paralyzed even if they didn't flee.

However, the battle before him didn't seem like it would end anytime soon.

"Could it be... that Zeyang City is truly going to be destroyed?" Fang Xiaolin surveyed the battlefield, a deep sorrow filling his heart.

Suddenly, eerie sounds echoed across the battlefield as a well-organized skeletal demon army slowly advanced towards the largest breach in the city wall.

Fang Shaolin stared intently, his pupils contracting sharply.

This was a terrifying force comprised of hundreds of heavily armored, double-headed skeletal swordsmen as the vanguard, thousands of skeletal halberdiers as the flanks, and nearly a hundred skeletal sorcerers wielding magical artifacts at its core.

Two nearby hellish demonic towers were also converging on the breach, followed by hordes of skeletal axemen.

The blood-red clouds in the sky billowed and boiled; the skeletal army's fatal blow was imminent.

"Only four of the ten extraordinary runes remain..." Fang Shaolin touched the magic pouch at his waist, desperately mustering his confidence to withstand this exceptionally powerful enemy attack.

An officer behind him stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Should we call in the city's reserves...?"

"No," Fang Shaolin interrupted him succinctly.

At this moment, Xue Han, who had been meditating not far away, stood up, gracefully perched atop the majestic city wall. Her loose black hair danced softly in the wind, her face serene yet resolute.

Fang Shaolin caught a glimpse of her, and a surge of inexplicable emotion welled up within him, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens.

As if infected, the soldiers behind him all stood tall and solemn, gripping their weapons, ready for battle.

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most brutal battle finally erupted. With the powerful support of two incomparably mighty Hell Towers, hundreds of heavily armored, double-headed skeleton swordsmen surged into the breach in the city wall like a torrent, wielding terrifying broadswords and ruthlessly reaping the lives of all who stood in their way. Inside

the city, the Imperial Tiger Head Army, armed with heavy shields, fought desperately to block their advance. Although everyone was fearful, they all knew what the consequences would be if these demons breached the city. In this desperate situation with no way to retreat, they had no choice but to fight to the death.

At this moment, the swarm of skeleton sorcerers following the double-headed, heavily armored skeleton swordsmen had entered their spell range and began wielding their magical weapons. Suddenly, hundreds of thick, malevolent black wisps of energy shot out, instantly scattering most of the Tiger-Headed Army blocking the breach. The skeleton swordsmen seized the opportunity to surge into the city like a tidal wave, wreaking havoc.

The battle was incredibly shocking and brutal; the defenders on both sides of the city walls were stunned, their hearts pounding with fear.

Fang Shaolin's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted at the soldiers crowding at the broken edge of the city wall, "Everyone, retreat!" He then took out a colorful talisman from his magic pouch, cupped his hands in a sacrificial gesture, and chanted a low incantation.

The soldiers at the broken edge immediately obeyed, their eyes fixed on him with hope.

They had long heard that this hereditary Great Swamp Commander was a disciple of an immortal, possessing immense supernatural powers and boundless magic. Today, the various powerful spirits he summoned one after another confirmed this. In this life-or-death situation, he and his supernatural abilities were their last hope.

Little did they know that this seemingly incomparably powerful immortal disciple relied entirely on the talismans left by his master; each one used was one less available.

Suddenly, a bright red light shone from the broken edge of the city wall. After a wisp of ethereal fluctuation, the outline of a ferocious beast appeared. As the red light coalesced, it gradually became clear that it resembled a leopard, but strangely, its body was seven or eight times larger than that of an ordinary leopard. Moreover, it had a horn on its forehead and five tails whipping behind it, making it look extremely bizarre and ferocious.

The soldiers didn't recognize what it was, but Xue Han, who was not far away, recognized it and felt a chill run down her spine: "Could it be a ferocious beast? Eleventh Uncle is truly remarkable; he actually managed to find materials for refining talismans from such an ancient beast!"

The ferocious beast's figure quickly became clear, transforming from an illusion into a solid entity. A series of cracking sounds were heard beneath its feet, and suddenly it, along with shattered bricks and stones, plummeted from the city wall.

It turned out that the city wall near the breach was already extremely fragile and couldn't withstand the rapidly increasing weight, causing it to collapse.

A loud crash followed as the ferocious beast's massive body slammed heavily into the horde of skeletons, crushing several skeleton sorcerers in its descent. Enraged, it leaped up and roared wildly through the skeleton horde as if it were nothing.

The skeleton horde erupted into chaos. Several skeleton halberdiers thrust their halberds, aiming for the ferocious beast's body, only to find their sharp blades piercing just an inch. Taken aback, they were swept aside by the beast's massive claws, scattering in all directions. A two-headed, heavily armored skeleton swordsman squeezed through the ranks, but before he could even swing his sword, the beast pounced on him, biting off one of his heads. Then, the beast's blood-skeletal frame, enhanced by evil magic, collapsed under its weight, a chorus of bones breaking.

The skeleton sorcerers, now gripped by fear, fled in disarray, further disrupting the formation and blocking the breach. The skeletons that had already entered the city lost their support and were instantly overwhelmed by the newly bolstered morale of the imperial defenders.

The ferocious beast darted through the skeleton horde, each bite tearing off half a skeleton's body, each claw smashing a skull, utterly destroying everything in its path.

Several skeleton sorcerers, having caught their breath, brandished their magical weapons in the distance, shooting several jets of ink-black energy at the ferocious beast. This malevolent spell, of unknown origin, instantly corroded the beast's seemingly cast-bronze-like body, leaving horribly pitted wounds.

However, this only brought about its own demise. The beast roared and pounced like lightning, tearing the sorcerers to shreds in a few swift movements. It then focused its attacks on the black-robed skeleton sorcerers.

Just as the situation seemed to have eased slightly, the crossbows on the city wall suddenly fell silent. The two heavily damaged Hell Towers, still staggering towards the breach, were covered in menacing skeleton warriors.

"What's going on?" Fang Shaolin turned and demanded sharply. Without needing to think, judging solely from their size, even the most powerful ferocious beast he had summoned with his talisman was no match for the Hell Towers.

"We're out of crossbow bolts, all of them are used up," a general reported hoarsely.

Fang Shaolin sighed softly, touching the magic pouch at his waist, unable to find a single talisman that could withstand the Hellish Demon Tower before him.

The two towering, skeletal monsters drew ever closer, pressing down on everyone on the city wall like mountains, making it hard to breathe.

Just then, a white dress fluttered, and a slender figure leaped over the city wall, soaring into the air. A flash of light emanated from her body, transforming her into a golden streak as she swiftly rushed towards the towering skeletal monsters.

Many didn't even have time to see clearly who it was, but Fang Shaolin knew it was Xue Han. He felt both joy and worry. He was joyful because she had previously proven her strength enough to deal with a Hellish Demon Tower, saving him from immediate danger; he was worried because she had already exerted all her strength and was likely exhausted.

Xue Han, wielding her golden light, swept across the sky like a rainbow, piercing the left eye socket of a Hell Tower that had already reached the city wall. With a flick of her sleeve, a massive light shield, over ten feet in diameter, burst forth from the Golden Shield hanging on her arm, almost filling the entire socket. Before two skeleton sorcerers could react, they were instantly decapitated. The remaining skeleton sorcerer frantically swung his skeleton staff, and just as a cloud of inky black smoke rolled out from the skull at the staff's tip, the light shield, which had been vertical, was now horizontal, split in two.

Xue Han leaped out, about to enter the right eye socket of the Hell Tower, but several clouds of black smoke surged towards her, crisscrossing as they came. She had no choice but to maneuver her light shield to block, and in doing so, she plummeted downwards, landing on the chest of the Hell Tower. The skeleton warriors clinging to the Hell Tower brandished their weapons, roaring and hissing as they rushed towards her.

Golden light crisscrossed, the angle of the light shield constantly shifting, instantly slicing several surging skeleton axemen in half at the waist. Amidst the overwhelming onslaught, on the jagged, rugged bones, Xue Han moved with unwavering composure, her graceful figure rising and falling with the agility of a dragon, causing the skeletons to fall from the towering Hell Tower, several dozen feet high, to their deaths.

For a moment, thousands on the city wall gazed up, all captivated by her astonishing beauty and skill.

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"Who is this woman? How can she possess such skill!" someone exclaimed in amazement.

The various forces that had come to help came from all corners of the land, many of them well-informed. Immediately, someone responded, "Her weapon looks like... the Golden Shield... Could this beauty be Xue Han, the chief disciple of the White-Haired Fairy of the Xuan Sect, under the command of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion's Demon-Slaying Commander, and known as the Golden Cloud Fairy?"

Xue Han fought fiercely, cleaving through the dense swarms of skeletons like waves crashing against a boat's crest, almost unstoppable. However, due to the sheer number of skeletons, she couldn't immediately reach the right eye socket of the Hell Demon Tower. Taking advantage of the situation, the three skeleton sorcerers in the right eye socket manipulated the now unbalanced Hell Demon Tower to advance.

Just then, the second Hell Demon Tower pressed down on the city from another direction, its massive bony arm crashing down from the sky, blasting another breach in the city wall. Nearby skeletons surged in like a tidal wave.

Fang Shaolin's eyes were bloodshot. He pulled another talisman from his magic pouch, gritting his teeth and forcing a surge of spiritual power.

The Blade of the Asura King! Although this talisman wasn't one of the Ten Mysteries of the Great Wilderness, it was a protective talisman left to him by Zhaixingzi, said to be able to slay dragons and serpents. Perhaps it could deal with this towering, skeletal monster?

Fang Shaolin silently chanted, and amidst the soldiers' anticipation, the talisman between his fingers vanished instantly, revealing a blurry, massive, dark blade above his head, five or six zhang long, a truly awe-inspiring sight.

The soldiers' spirits lifted, but then Fang Shaolin suddenly shuddered violently, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a "whoosh," and collapsed to the ground. The gradually clearing blade above his head vanished in a flash.

It turned out that the spiritual energy required for the talisman offering wasn't much, but Fang Shaolin's cultivation was shallow, and he had already almost exhausted his spiritual energy by repeatedly offering high-level talismans. In his desperation, he forcibly channeled his energy again, which immediately damaged his meridians, causing the Asura King's Blade, which was about to form, to be interrupted.

The surrounding soldiers rushed forward to support him. Seeing their lord's ashen face and blood spilling from his mouth, they all knew that something was wrong, but they could only look at each other helplessly.

Suddenly, several roars came, and Fang Shaolin struggled to his feet, pushed aside the soldiers, and ran to the edge of the gap to look down. He saw that Meng Zheng was tightly bound by a demon general with a bizarre figure wielding a double-pronged giant fork. It was General Changhai, whom he had encountered on the island in the middle of the lake. He had experienced the power of this demon before, and his heart tightened.

But misfortune struck again. A two-headed skeletal demon general emerged from the horde of skeletons, one head a human skull, the other a tiger skull. Wielding a massive blade and clad in heavy armor, he was the same two-headed tiger they had encountered on the island in the lake.

Fang Shaolin's expression darkened further. Although the ferocious Meng Zheng was fierce, it was struggling under the combined attack of the two demon generals, sustaining numerous wounds. Finally, it was cleaved in two by the two-headed tiger's sword and vanished without a trace.

The two demon generals roared with laughter and led their hordes of skeletons back into the city. With two breaches in the city wall, it was practically defenseless.

The situation deteriorated rapidly. The defenders of Zeyang were filled with despair, and many of the third-rate, ninth-rate sect members who had come to their aid began to scatter. With

defeat imminent, Fang Shaolin raised his head to the sky, closed his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

"Should we retreat? The east gate doesn't seem to be under siege yet; we can still break out now," a general whispered beside him.

Fang Shaolin, however, extended his hand to his subordinates and said calmly, "Give me the staff."

Taking the staff, he slowly tucked the tattered corner of his robe into his waistband, his tone as usual: "Those who retreat are innocent; those who wish to die… come with me."

The soldiers stood solemnly upright, quickly adjusting their armor and changing their blades; not one left.

Fang Shaolin roared, leaping over the city wall and leading his troops towards the skeletons charging into the city.

At that moment, Xue Han, fighting on the Hell Tower, also encountered a formidable enemy. A skeleton demon general, clad in silver chainmail and with bone wings on his back, descended from the sky, closely following her movements, wielding a skull-headed hammer that swung and struck repeatedly, his attacks both cunning and ruthless.

Xue Han remained calm on the surface, but inwardly she was anxious, for her spiritual power and true energy were nearly exhausted. If she couldn't break through the stalemate immediately, continuing this stalemate would only lead to her death.

The flying demon general was none other than General Breaking the Sky, one of the most capable generals under the Skeleton Ancestor. On the small island in the lake, he was the first demon general to storm the main hall. Not only was he highly skilled in martial arts, but he was also exceptionally cunning. Seeing that Xue Han, though surrounded, was remarkably adept, he did not approach her, but instead kept a close watch on her, attempting to steadily corner her.

Xue Han, perched atop the Hell Demon Tower, saw the city had fallen, and her heart burned with anxiety. At that moment, her chest suddenly clenched inexplicably, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably.

Not only her, but the Zeyang defenders and even the Skeleton Demon Army on the battlefield seemed to sense something, momentarily forgetting their battle and looking up.

The blood-red clouds in the sky seemed even thicker, stagnant like blood plasma, and a strange aura, mixed with evil, terror, and some unknown sensation, continuously poured out from the clouds.

Suddenly, an overwhelming aura swept across every corner of the battlefield. A gigantic, ferocious head emerged from the rolling blood clouds, followed by a massive skeletal body over thirty feet long that snaked its way out of the clouds, appearing like a nightmare before everyone's eyes.

It was a dragon! A bone dragon, scaleless, spineless, skinless, and fleshless, its body bare of blood-red bones!

The already powerful and insurmountable Skeleton Demon Army now possessed such a demonic dragon! The defenders of Zeyang were all stunned, their last remaining fighting spirit collapsing instantly. The people in the city were utterly terrified, a sense of impending doom rising in everyone's hearts.

Fang Shaolin, already covered in blood, stared blankly at the sky, suddenly feeling utterly exhausted.

Actually, he hadn't completely despaired before, because there was still a reserve force of two thousand elite Tiger Head Army soldiers hidden in the city. But at this moment, his heart had turned completely cold: "Wasn't this demonic dragon severely injured by Aunt Fei Luo's Purple Rhinoceros Hairpin? The Li Pearl was destroyed, how could it recover so quickly?"

Xue Han on the Hell Demon Tower was as white as paper. Even though she was usually calm in the face of adversity, she could hardly remain composed at this moment.

The Skeleton Ancestor had arrived! In this situation, it was truly despair-inducing.

"I wonder how Master and the others are?" Xue Han suddenly felt extremely homesick for them. Seeing the bone dragon flying closer and closer, she gritted her teeth and suddenly leaped towards the relentlessly pursuing General Po Kong, flying far away from the Hell Demon Tower.
Episode 6 (Chapter 5) Blood Battle (Part 2)

This was truly unexpected. General Po Kong was secretly delighted and quickly swung his flying hammer to parry.

The two instantly fought fiercely in the air for more than ten rounds.

Xue Han's martial arts skills were clearly superior, and A Jin's Shield was a top-tier weapon of the Xuan Sect. Po Kong General's left shoulder was suddenly struck by the light shield, and a corner of his shoulder blade, along with his silver scale shoulder guard, silently detached from his body

. However, Po Kong General was not panicked, because as long as he wasn't completely destroyed, the body of an undead creature like him could be repaired. The important thing was that he had already lured the girl far away from the Hell Demon Tower.

He let out a strange laugh, suddenly threw Xue Han down, and flew backward at top speed.

Without any support, Xue Han's body sank, and she immediately formed a hand seal in mid-air, seemingly circulating her true energy.

Po Kong General immediately counterattacked, sneering, "Want to fly back? The Demon Clan will send you on your way!" Just as he was about to throw his flying hammer, he saw the girl give him a cold smile. With a flick of her wrist, hundreds of golden lights suddenly swirled down from above, terrified. Before he could escape, he was tightly gripped by the golden light, and then a terrible sound of bones being cut rang out as his skeleton disintegrated into pieces.

It turns out that Xuehan was not using her true energy to fly back to the Hell Demon Tower, but rather using her spiritual power to release the Xuanjiao's supreme treasure—the Golden Glow Descent—which terrifies countless ghosts and gods.

The Void-Breaking General let out a brief wail before completely disintegrating. Xue Han stepped on its remains, using the force to fly back to the Hell Demon Tower. She was almost there when several billowing plumes of black smoke suddenly shot out from the tower's right eye socket. Normally, she could easily block or dodge, but now her true energy and spiritual power were completely depleted. She could only watch helplessly as she took the hits. Landing on the Hell Demon Tower, she suddenly felt nauseous and weak, and plummeted headfirst from a height of several dozen feet.

In this desperate situation, a skeletal dragon was flying towards her, baring its fangs and claws. As she plummeted downwards, Xue Han sighed softly and closed her eyes.

A strong gust of wind swept past, and Xue Han suddenly felt a tightness around her waist and back, as if she had been pulled into an embrace. Startled, she opened her eyes to find a person wearing a dark mask with several vertical horns on their forehead holding her. Startled, she tried to push them away, but she was too weak to break free. Her injuries aggravated the pain, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood, her consciousness fading.

"Senior Sister! How are you?" the person called out loudly.

Xue Han groaned weakly, "Let go...let me go..."

"It's me!" the person shouted.

But Xue Han was already slipping into unconsciousness and couldn't hear him clearly.

Needless to say, this masked person was Cui Xiaoxuan, who had just arrived from the depths of hell. He had entered the battlefield riding his inexplicably obedient skeletal dragon and saw Xue Han falling from the Hell Tower. Alarmed, he rushed to her side and saved her at the last moment.

"Let go... I'll kill... you..." Xue Han struggled stubbornly, though she was now completely powerless.

"Senior Sister has such a fierce temper..." Perhaps because she was wearing the Seven Evils Cover, Xiao Xuan's heart pounded wildly. He could only lay her down next to Fei Luo. He noticed that there seemed to be streaks of black energy appearing and disappearing on her face. He wondered what kind of evil magic she had been under. He quickly took out the sect's healing pills from his Ruyi Pouch and put them in her mouth. Then he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Where are Master and the others?"

Xue Han had already completely lost consciousness.

Xiao Xuan was helpless and extremely anxious. "It seems that only by finding Second Senior Sister quickly can I heal them!" He looked around and saw that two large breaches had been made in the south wall of Zeyang City. The Skeleton Demon Army was pouring in like a tide. The situation was extremely critical. Suddenly, he felt a surge of anger and rode his bone dragon toward a Skeleton Demon Tower.

The skeleton warlocks controlling the Hell Tower, seeing it was their master's mount, were completely unprepared for an attack. They continued their rampage, relentlessly assaulting the city walls. Suddenly, a skeletal dragon charged straight at them, and they were stunned into silence. In an instant, the tower's head was struck, and with a deafening roar, half of it was torn off.

"Destroy it!" Xiao Xuan's thoughts raced. The skeletal dragon turned back, circling the half-headless Hell Tower several times, its claws and fangs tearing at it relentlessly, instantly dismantling it into pieces.

The tower's already riddled body could no longer withstand such a heavy blow, and with a series of explosions, it collapsed with a deafening roar, the dust and sand burying the horde of skeletons on the ground.

This sudden and astonishing turn of events terrified the entire skeleton army, except for the lowest-ranking skeleton halberdiers and axemen who remained oblivious to the danger. They fled in all directions.

Xiao Xuan, aboard the skeleton chariot, trembled violently. Ever since entering the battlefield, he had felt countless unseen forces surging towards him from all directions, seeping into his body like a tidal wave. The strange sensations he experienced after donning the Seven Evils Cloak were amplified exponentially. At the moment he destroyed the Hell Tower, these sensations intensified tenfold, even a hundredfold, causing his heart to pound, his blood to boil, and his muscles to tense as if in spasm, as if he possessed the power to devour the heavens and destroy the earth.

He let out an unbearable growl and steered his bone dragon toward another Hell Tower.

The skeleton sorcerers within the eye sockets of that Hell Tower panicked. Only when the bone dragon flew close did they realize that the person on the skeleton chariot was not their master. But by then it was too late. The bone dragon opened its massive jaws and spewed out a torrent of bloody breath, instantly corroding the parts of the tower it touched, and the skeletons clinging to it disintegrated.

The skeletal dragon swept past, its incredibly hard bone body scraping off large chunks of the corroded parts of the Hell Tower. Xiao Xuan had fought the Hell Tower before and knew its weaknesses. With a thought, the skeletal dragon flew towards the sky, performing a massive inverted spin a hundred feet above the Hell Tower before plunging down like a waterfall, heading straight for the top of the tower.

Unexpectedly, this violent inversion threw the two beauties in the back seat of the skeletal carriage out together. Xiao Xuan, engrossed in the battle ahead, didn't notice at all. Fortunately, Fei Luo woke up and hooked her arm around the front carriage. In the chaos, she spotted Xue Han falling headfirst beside her and quickly reached out to grab her wrist.

Xue Han was pulled awake and immediately woke up. To her surprise, she found herself headfirst, hurtling towards the ground from a height of over a hundred feet. She gasped in shock, her beautiful face turning pale.

In the sixth chapter, the mighty

skeletal dragon swooped down from a height of over a hundred feet, crashing heavily into the top of the Hell Tower with the force of a thunderbolt. A terrifying roar resounded, shattered bones flew everywhere, and the massive amounts of foul blood and internal organs from inside the tower splattered in all directions, pouring down like a torrential rain onto the skeletal horde on the ground.

The skeletal chariot, tied to the dragon's waist and tail, was still about twenty feet from the dragon's head, but it was still affected by the violent shockwave. Fei Luo, sitting in the back seat, was severely injured, her true energy and spiritual power almost completely depleted. She lost her grip on the side railing, and together with Xue Han, whom she was holding onto, they tumbled out of the chariot with a scream.

Xiao Xuan heard the screams and quickly turned around, just in time to see the two beauties sliding past. He swiftly reached out and caught Fei Luo around the waist, while Fei Luo desperately clung to Xue Han, who was now hanging outside the chariot.

The skeletal dragon flew dozens of feet to the side, then spun around in mid-air before turning back to charge at the already shaky Hell Tower.

Xiao Xuan pulled hard, drawing Fei Luo into his arms and simultaneously pulling Xue Han, who was clinging to him, back into the car.

"Who are you?" Fei Luo asked, her beautiful eyes staring in astonishment at his face covered by the Seven Evils Mask.

"Hold on tight! Hold on to the car!" Xiao Xuan shouted back at the still-shaken Xue Han, turning to the side and shielding Fei Luo's face tightly in his arms.

Another loud crash followed as the skeletal dragon slammed into the Hell Tower again, this time with even greater force. The skeletal chariot was thrown into the air, swaying violently. Fei Luo was alright, with Xiao Xuan protecting her with his body, but Xue Han, clinging to the side rail, was thrown about, her blood churning, almost fainting again.

"Haha! The second one! Two down!" Xiao Xuan laughed wildly, feeling something surge towards him like a tidal wave, rushing into his body without warning, filling him with surging energy and boundless excitement.

The two beauties looked up at the sound and saw the Hell Tower slowly collapsing, their hearts filled with shock and horror.

Xiao Xuan roared with exhilaration, swinging his chain towards the densest group of skeleton demons on the ground. The bone dragon immediately swooped down, first exhaling several breaths, then biting and slashing, sending the skeletons fleeing in chaos.

Only then did the skeleton demons realize that this mount of their master was no longer one of their own. Against the backdrop of the retreating skeletons, a large group of skeleton cavalry, who had not yet joined the battle, charged towards the bone dragon in neat formation.

"Well done!" Xiao Xuan roared, his voice hoarse, almost like that of a wild beast. He spun his skeletal dragon and charged forward. Perhaps due to the magic of the Seven Evils, he seemed to possess boundless power and burning killing intent, eager to be unleashed.

"That voice sounds familiar..." Fei Luo and Xue Han were both puzzled, but they never dreamed that the person clad in skeletal armor, wearing a skeletal helmet, and a mask of evil, riding the mount of the Skeleton Ancestor, would be Cui Xiao Xuan.

The skeletal dragon was indeed powerful and formidable. It immediately wedged itself deep into the skeletal cavalry formation, instantly knocking away dozens of skeletal riders clad in bronze and iron armor. The spears that had pierced its body bent and went limp like noodles.

Xiao Xuan, atop the skeleton chariot, unleashed a fierce attack, his Soul-Binding Chain lashing out with a burst of purple lightning. The chain, as thick as a pillar, possessed far greater power than the Thunder General who had attacked him earlier, instantly sweeping seven or eight skeleton cavalrymen from their mounts.

Fei Luo immediately recognized the chain in his hand and the shield hanging from his right arm, her heart filled with astonishment: "How did this chain and shield end up in this person's hands? Could this person also be a Thunder General of the Heavenly Court? But why is he dressed in such a demonic attire, and riding the Skeleton Demon's demonic dragon?"

She was filled with doubt and suspicion, scrutinizing Xiao Xuan's mask. Her gaze fell upon the seven strange horns on the mask's forehead, and suddenly her heart skipped a beat: "The Demon Lord's Overthrow?"

Xiao Xuan fought with increasing ferocity, his battle with the bone dragon like a raging storm, slaughtering the evil spirits until they fled in disarray, their armor and weapons scattered. At this moment, the originally ferocious skeletons appeared so small and fragile.

Fei Luo was held tightly in his arms, her face flushing slightly. She tried to struggle, but he only held her tighter. She couldn't help but whisper, "Put me down!"

Xiao Xuan seemed not to hear her, engrossed in his frenzied battle. Wherever his purple chains touched, skeletons flew away. He spotted a hellish demon tower crossing into the city through a collapsed section of the wall and rode his bone dragon in pursuit.

First, a terrifying giant, as tall as a tower, squeezed through the gap, followed by a skeletal dragon over thirty feet long that blotted out the sky. These two enormous demons immediately stunned all the guards in Zeyang City. Some soldiers even collapsed to the ground, and even Fang Shaolin, who had refused to give up, dejectedly lowered his long staff.

But then, the bone dragon that had arrived from behind suddenly raised its head and bit down on the hellish demon tower in front of it, instantly biting off half its head. Several skeleton sorcerers were flung away, falling from the sky and smashing to pieces.

Immediately afterward, the long tail of the skeletal dragon lashed out, sweeping across the once-overturned Hellfire Tower and pinning it to the ground like a mountain, crushing a large swarm of skeletal demons.

This unexpected turn of events stunned almost all the high-ranking skeletons who had stormed into the city. As for the Zeyang garrison, they were completely bewildered, unsure whether an accident had occurred or if infighting had broken out within the skeletal demon army.

"Down!" With a thought from Xiao Xuan, the skeletal dragon's massive head slid down, charging into the skeletal demon army with unstoppable force.

On the skeletal chariot, Xiao Xuan once again unleashed the Soul Binding Technique, causing lightning to burst forth and silver snakes to dance wildly, scattering skeletal remains in all directions.

Only now, the Zeyang defenders, already mired in despair, realized that the seemingly malevolent blood-red bone dragon and its valiant warriors were actually enemies of the Skeleton Demon Army. They were all both surprised and delighted, some even thinking, "Could it be that Heaven has opened its eyes, unable to bear the suffering of the people, and has sent down this divine dragon to save us?"

Xiao Xuan, engrossed in the battle, was overwhelmed by countless strange sensations, which drove him to madness. Seeing another Hellish Demon Tower breaching the city, he immediately spurred his bone dragon and charged towards it at lightning speed.

Fei Luo was being squeezed tighter and tighter by him; her protective energy was completely gone, and her delicate and sensitive parts were being painfully pressed against the hard armor. She couldn't help but shout, "Damn it! Relax!"

Just then, another violent tremor shook the area, and the skeleton bone dragon crashed into the Hellish Demon Tower.

Xiao Xuan grinned maliciously, this time even more frenzied. Under the watchful eyes of thousands of demons and humans, he rode the skeletal dragon back and forth, relentlessly crashing into the Hell Tower.

The two women on the carriage were nearly knocked unconscious by the shock, and in their dizzying disorientation, they saw yet another Hell Tower swaying and collapsing.

The defenders of Zeyang cheered wildly, their fighting spirit rekindled and their courage renewed.

Fang Xiaolin was particularly invigorated, shouting to the messenger beside him, "Find General Ji and bring up all the reserve troops!"

The situation changed drastically. The two-headed tiger, who had been the first to storm the city, was furious, brandishing his greatsword and charging straight at the bone dragon.

Xiao Xuan saw the two-headed tiger charging and roared, swinging his chain with thunderous force.

The two-headed tiger gripped its sword with both hands and desperately tried to meet the attack, but suddenly felt a violent tremor in its fingers, and the greatsword slipped from its grasp and flew away.

Xiao Xuan flicked his wrist, and the Soul-Binding Chain swept out again with a leap and a flick. He clearly channeled his True Qi of the Blazing Fire, yet the light emanating from the chain remained a vibrant purple, like lightning.

The two-headed tiger hurriedly dodged, only to suddenly find itself completely paralyzed. In a moment of shock, it was cleaved in two, its two heads splitting in two. Each half stumbled a few steps before collapsing drunkenly into the horde of skeletons.

Fei Luo and Xue Han were both horrified, wondering, "Who is this person? Is he friend or foe?"

In the midst of the chaos, a green shadow suddenly shot out from the skeleton horde, silently darting onto the chariot from the side and rear.

Fei Luo was facing this direction when she saw a giant double-pronged fork thrusting towards her like a venomous snake. The person holding her seemed completely unaware. Startled, she cried out, "Behind you!"

Only then did Xiao Xuan realize he was being attacked. Subconsciously fearing he might hurt the beauty beside him, he quickly turned his left arm to use the Soul-Slaying Shield to defend himself, but it was a moment too late. The two fork tips pierced deeply into his shoulder blade, causing him to stumble towards the edge of the carriage. His back slammed heavily against a skull on the edge, but seemingly unfazed by the pain, he raised his arm and slapped the giant fork in half with his Soul-Slaying Shield.

At that moment, the skull on the edge of the carriage suddenly sprang up from behind Xiao Xuan, transforming into a naked half-skull, its body engraved with rune patterns, wielding a long-handled scythe in both hands. Unexpectedly, it struck the attacker on the head.

The attacker was none other than General Longhai, one of the Skeleton Ancestor's most powerful demon generals. He felt a violent tremor above his head and hastily retreated. Then he heard a horrifying sound of bones being ripped apart; his head and helmet were cleaved in two by a scythe.

Xiao Xuan roared and swung his chain; a flash of purple lightning pierced General Longhai's chest.

General Longhai howled in agony and fell like a broken piece into the horde of skeletons.

The half-skeletal figure on the chariot's edge continued to wield its scythe eerily, quickly slicing through several skeleton demon soldiers that approached the chariot.

Xiao Xuan's heart skipped a beat: "Could this be a mechanism?" He noticed two identical skulls embedded in the sides and rear of the chariot, so he stepped forward and struck them one by one. Suddenly, five more half-skulls sprang up, each covered in intricate runes and wielding a mace, hook, halberd, and axe, respectively, attacking the chariot's surroundings. Only one skull remained, empty-handed but equally formidable, tearing at the approaching skeletal demon soldiers with its claws and fangs.

Fei Luo and Xue Han stared in disbelief.

Xiao Xuan was overjoyed and examined the chariot more closely. He saw a dark skull embedded in the front shaft and bent down to strike it. Suddenly, four curtains of dark flames rose around the chariot, interspersed with countless eerie magical symbols, completely enveloping the entire chariot. This was the ultimate protective mechanism and evil magic—the Asura Flame—that the Skeleton Ancestor had used to defend against the combined attack of Cui Caiting, Fei Luo, and Li Mengtang.

"So that's what it is!" Xiao Xuan remembered it vividly, knowing its defensive capabilities were exceptionally strong, and was overjoyed.

With the protection of the six mechanical skeletons and the Asura Flame, the skeleton chariot was like an iron barrel, impenetrable and unstoppable wherever it went.

This fierce attack threw the skeleton demon army that had stormed into the city into complete chaos, while the morale of the Zeyang defenders soared. With this shift in power, the situation completely changed.

Xiao Xuan charged left and right, and every time he defeated a powerful demon general, the nearby Zeyang defenders would erupt in a deafening cheer. He had never felt so powerful before, and he was extremely proud, excited, and exceptionally brave.

At this moment, the two thousand elite reserve troops that Fang Shaolin had been reluctant to use attacked from the city center, finally completely defeating the skeleton demon army that had stormed into the city and resealing the breaches in the city walls.

As for the entire battlefield, the Zeyang defenders also saw a glimmer of hope for victory, because all eight Hell Demon Towers of the evil army had now fallen.

"Hey! Your...your shoulder..." Fei Luo couldn't help but exclaim, the sight of the half-pierced fork still stuck in Xiao Xuan's shoulder blade made her heart pound.

Hearing this, Xiao Xuan grabbed the fork handle and, incredibly, pulled the fork, skin and flesh alike, from his shoulder blade. The barbs on the fork even tore off a piece of his blood-stained armor.

The two beauties gasped in shock, their faces pale.

Xiao Xuan grinned, seeing Fei Luo's lips tremble slightly, her face pale, looking delicate and frail. He felt a pang of pity and tenderness, and suddenly, unable to resist, he leaned down and kissed her hard on the lips.

"You!" Fei Luo was shocked and ashamed, and before she could struggle, she was thrown into the back seat.

"Bastard!" she cursed angrily, her face flushed, but then she saw the villain who had groped her riding a bone dragon, soaring into the sky, his head turning around, looking around as if searching for something.

"Uncle-Master, who exactly is this guy?" Xue Han asked quietly.

"I don't know. Although he's killing demon soldiers, he's probably not a good person. We need to find a chance to escape," Fei Luo said in a low voice, filled with shame and anger.

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The beauties of Xiaoyao Peak stared intently, seeing the demon general before them, whose appearance was extremely bizarre and terrifying. He had a human upper body and a spider lower body, his entire body crimson like blood. His upper body muscles were bulging and knotted, seemingly brimming with boundless power ready to be unleashed. His eight long legs, nearly three zhang long, were like hooks and sickles—the very weapons that had instantly dismembered the dozen or so demon-subduing warriors.

"It seems this guy is a skeleton fused with a spider," Li Mengtang said.

"He's incredibly strong!" Cui Caiting, forced back two steps, said in a deep voice.

The surviving demon-subduing warriors around them were all filled with horror, stumbling and crawling backward.

"Ah ha! How come so many tender young women have come to my door? What delicious food!" The demon general grinned maliciously, his voice filled with delight, thick, fishy saliva constantly dripping from his mouth. Shui Ruo

felt nauseous and desperately channeled her Water Spirit True Qi into the Evil-Repelling Ice Flame Blade in her hand, causing the two strange stones, one blue and one red, embedded in the blade to gleam brightly.

"There are too many enemies, finish this quickly!" Cui Caiting activated her profound skill, a white light flashing in her hand, and once again rushed towards the Demon General.

"You're courting death! I'll show you the power of General Blood Blade!" the Demon General roared, several long legs leaping up like lightning, slashing and hooking like blood-stained scythes.

Cui Caiting's figure suddenly slowed down, her graceful and lithe movements like a dance, somehow penetrating General Blood Blade's tight defenses and closing in on him in an instant.

It turned out that this was the Water Escape Movement Technique from the Five Elements of Ruyi—Heavenly Pool Playful Wave Step, only her execution was several times more refined than Shui Ruo's.

General Bloodblade was startled and hurriedly swung his swift feet to save the enemy. Suddenly, his whole body trembled violently as he was struck in the abdomen. In pain, he slashed wildly and managed to force the enemy away. He felt that the wound was heavy and hard. Looking down in surprise, he saw that his abdomen was stained with a golden color, and faint golden rune light and shadows were shimmering around it. He realized that he had encountered a rare and powerful enemy.

Li Mengtang, with her sharp eyes, immediately recognized that the demon general was using the Demon-Subduing Technique of their sect's Metal Escape School—the Demon-Forging Seal. She was deeply impressed: "Master's skill is so profound; he can actually use two different techniques simultaneously!" Seizing the opportunity, she drew her renowned Wood Mother Divine Bow…

Blood Blade General, still in shock and anger, suddenly saw a straight, emerald line flash towards him, as swift as lightning. Before he could react, an emerald arrow with feathers made of several green bamboo leaves appeared on his shoulder. A moist, emerald green patch quickly spread from the wound, strangely invading the surrounding muscle. Strangely, when she touched it, she could easily tear off a chunk of flesh as if digging for tofu.

"Howl! Howl! All that hard-earned flesh… I'm going to get angry!" Blood Blade General roared, suddenly tilting his head back and letting out a series of deafening howls.

Zhaixia sneered, "What's wrong with this guy? Sister Tang, give it another arrow!" As soon as she finished speaking, strange hissing erupted from all around, as if countless demonic monsters were surging in.

Shui Ruo's expression changed slightly, and she stammered, "It...it seems to be...those things!"

"Everyone be careful!" Li Mengshang whispered, half-drawing her bow, her face wary.

Xia Xiaowan then held the Earth Spirit Flute to her lips and began to play a mournful tune. Immediately, eight burly earth spirits emerged from the ground, overturning the grass and soil, and silently formed a circle, guarding the group of beauties from Xiaoyao Peak.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh," a crimson shadow darted out from the trees—it was the Skeleton Blood Spider that all the beauties had encountered.

The earth spirits on the outer edge raised their fists to strike, but a wave-shaped green light flashed out and disappeared into the Skeleton Blood Spider's body. The Skeleton Blood Spider fell to the ground with a "thud," its long limbs twitching uncontrollably. Two nearby earth spirits rushed forward and began to beat it mercilessly.

It turned out that Shui Ruo had preemptively unleashed the Water Blossom Slash.

At this moment, several more skeleton blood spiders darted out one after another. Before anyone could even make a move, a series of emerald flashes appeared, and Shui Ruo had already unleashed more than ten Water Blossom Slashes in one breath.

Everyone was stunned. Xiao Wan cried out urgently, "No! Third Senior Sister, your Water Blossom Slash consumes too much true energy. Let my Earth Spirit fight first."

Shui Ruo seemed not to hear her, her pretty face tense as she continued to fiercely swing her blade, instantly slicing down several more skeleton blood spiders with Water Blossom Slashes.

Cui Caiting frowned slightly and gently scolded, "Shui'er, don't panic! Be careful to conserve your true energy."

Only then did Shui Ruo seem to wake up and stop, her chest heaving and her face pale, clearly exhausted.

"Don't be nervous, we're here." Li Mengtang comforted her softly, quickly using the Wood Release-type auxiliary technique—Jade Tree Forest—to replenish her true energy.

Next, more and more skeleton blood spiders rushed out from the forest, swarming in from all directions.

The beauties of Xiaoyao Peak were quite skilled, and with the support of eight earth spirits of excellent strength and defense, they could protect themselves for the time being. However, the dozens of demon-subduing warriors around them were no match for them. Screams and cries of agony rose and fell, and in moments, all their voices died.

Zhaixia, the weakest in skill, looked at the dense swarm of demonic spiders and became increasingly panicked. She cried out, "Heavens! The more we kill, the more there are! How can there be so many?"

Shuiruo, who was always most afraid of insects and snakes, was even more panicked than Zhaixia. Seeing the spiders closing in, she desperately used her strength, unleashing powerful Water Flower Slashes with all her might.

"Children, tear these tender and juicy little wenches to shreds!" General Bloodblade laughed wildly, standing only seven or eight zhang away, directing the spider swarm to attack the beauties.

The earth spirits guarding the perimeter were repeatedly smashed and torn apart by the skeletal blood spiders. Xiaowan kept playing her flute to summon new earth spirits to replenish her strength, and her spiritual energy was being consumed more and more rapidly.

"Sword!" Cui Caiting suddenly called out to Zhaixia.

Zhaixia hurriedly took out the Dream-Entering

Sword from her magic pouch and held it horizontally to her chest. Cui Caiting grabbed it in mid-air, and the Dream-Entering Sword flew out of its sheath with a "clang," its cold light flashing as it entered her hand. She said to her disciples, "Be careful, I'm going to deal with that filth!"

"Master, I'll go with you," Li Mengtang cried out. She knew the principle of capturing the leader first, but seeing so many demonic spiders, she couldn't help but worry.

Cui Caiting shook her head and leaped out.

Li Mengtang quickly drew her divine bow to provide cover, and seeing a demonic spider threatening her master, she immediately shot it with an arrow.

Cui Caiting flew through the air, her feet barely touching the ground as she headed straight for Blood Blade General.

Blood Blade General knew how powerful she was and hurriedly swung his nearly three-zhang-long, hook-like bare leg to meet her attack.

Suddenly, a sword light flashed, its cold gleam flowing, and his long leg was sliced off piece by piece.

General Bloodblade could hardly believe his eyes, for his eight long legs had all been corrupted by evil magic, making them as if they were cast from metal. He was the only one who had ever broken other people's weapons, and he never expected to be dismembered today. In great shock, he hurriedly retreated, but it was too late. The fairy-like beauty had already caught up with him like a shadow, and the dreamlike sword in her hand was aimed at his heart.

Unexpectedly, a strange change occurred. Just as the Dream Sword was about to touch General Bloodblade's chest, a cloud of dust suddenly appeared behind Cui Caiting...

Cui Caiting sensed an alarm and flicked her left sleeve backward. Suddenly, her back trembled violently, and she was thrown forward.

The other beauties behind her were horrified to see a huge skull with a crimson claw appear from the void and instantly strike Cui Caiting. They all cried out in alarm. Shui Ruo, who had a deep-seated memory of this evil spell that had once severely injured the Heartbroken Master and his beloved pet, cried out in a trembling voice, "The... the old monster is here!"

The dust suddenly dissipated. Li Mengtang's pupils contracted and her heart pounded. She quickly drew her bow and shouted urgently, "It's Ashes of Annihilation! Be careful! It's coming!"

Before she finished speaking, the dust that had disappeared suddenly reappeared among the beauties. The beauties attacked in shock and anger, only to see the crimson shadow flash by like lightning, and they were all wounded.

In a flash, all the beauties, along with the earth spirits on the periphery, fell, trapped in the sea of skeleton spiders.

The smoke and dust swirled and condensed, gradually revealing a human figure—bald, white-robed, and composed; it was none other than the Skeleton Ancestor .

He gestured to General Bloodblade, who immediately let out a strange howl, and the skeleton spiders ceased their frenzied attack, crowding together to surround the beauties of Xiaoyao Peak.

Cui Caiting, who had fallen a considerable distance, struggled to her feet, glaring angrily at the Skeleton Ancestor. Her lips parted suddenly, and she bent over, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

"Little ones, we meet again! I'm truly delighted!" the Skeleton Ancestor sneered.

Li Mengtang curled up on the ground, clutching her stomach and groaning, "Old monster, you're supposed to be a founder of a sect, yet you still resort to sneak attacks. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Hehe, it saves a lot of trouble, what's shameful about it!" the Skeleton Ancestor chuckled. "Last time, didn't one of you little bitches sneak attack the Demon Clan? Hmm... why wasn't she with you?"

He looked around, then suddenly said in a sinister tone, "Right, what about that wretched little fellow? Where is he?"

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