The Carefree Little Immortal (Complete) - Chapter 23

In the fourth chapter,

Xiao Xuan, riding his skeletal dragon, caught up with the troop of skeleton halberdiers and swiftly dispatched them all, feeling immense satisfaction. Suddenly, he spotted the Blood Pool Hall ahead and rode his dragon towards it. However, upon entering the gate, he witnessed a terrifying scene: Fei Luo had been struck by a gigantic monster, her body flying a long distance through the air before plummeting limply to the ground.

Xiao Xuan was shocked. In a flash, his skeletal dragon carried him 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 cried 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 gigantic, skull-like monster hanging upside down on the surface of a giant round stone, glaring fiercely at them.

"Bastard! How dare you hurt my martial uncle! Grandpa Saint will never forgive you!" Xiao Xuan was furious, but he had no time to worry about that now, continuing to heal the beauty's wounds.

The skull 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 monster on the giant round stone couldn't bear it any longer and suddenly leaped from the sky, 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, its entire body bluish-gray, with hollow eyes and bare bones, resembling a skeleton. However, its bones were uneven and bumpy, as if they were made of jumbled stones. A thought flashed through his mind: "If flames were added, it would resemble my invincible general. Could it be..."

The monster was quite bold, actually striding forward with its thick, pillar-like legs, step by step approaching the suspended skeleton dragon. Although slow, it possessed a mountain-like heavy oppressive feeling.

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

As expected, although this monster resembles a skeleton, it is actually an earth-elemental spirit. However, it is not an ordinary earth 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 draws energy from the Great Swamp.

Seeing it getting closer and closer, Xiao Xuan had no choice but to temporarily stop sending true energy to Fei Luo. He was even angrier: "This bastard is courting death, daring to challenge the spirit that suppresses evil!" So he shouted at the skeleton dragon: "Tear this damned stupid thing apart!"

The bone dragon responded and moved, cascading down from the sky like a waterfall, wielding its hook-like sharp claws and rushing straight at the stone monster. Even when it was still several feet away, the strong and sinister airflow had already broken through the air and struck the stone monster, cutting several long gashes in its chest and abdomen.

The stone monster only swayed for a moment, and then rushed straight at him like lightning.

"This guy's defense is incredibly strong!" Xiao Xuan was shocked, recalling how his senior sister's powerful shield, the Golden Shield, shattered when the bone dragon grabbed him in 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.

Inside the skeleton chariot, Xiao Xuan felt as if his internal organs were being shaken apart. Fearing that the heavily injured Fei Luo couldn't withstand the impact, he swayed precariously, gripping the bone 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 magic pouch and stuff them into her mouth.

Within moments, the battle had become fierce. The bone 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. This skeletal dragon was originally a black dragon transformed from a ten-thousand-year-old azure dragon, and was also the key to a restriction and a spirit of suppression left in the Great Swamp by the immortal Fenxu Sanren of Jukuzhou. It was 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 imagined it could be so helpless against a

mere stone spirit. While earth-elemental spirits were known for their strength and defense, their resilience unmatched by the other four elements, he was now facing an extraordinary dragon! A black dragon that could be described as a fusion of immortal and demon! Xiao Xuan had no doubt that even his invincible general, which he had spent months and countless efforts creating, would likely not withstand more than a few attacks from this powerful skeletal dragon.

Just then, the magic rune on the stone monster's chest suddenly lit up, and an incredibly powerful attraction 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 was shocked, 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, and with overwhelming force, it embraced the skeleton dragon mercilessly. 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, and he felt a pang of heartache.

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 the stone monster's two 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 wills.

"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 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 vital spot!" 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 frantically with all its might against the frantically thrashing skeleton dragon, was utterly unable to cope with Xiao Xuan below. Suddenly, the

stone monster swayed, its arms loosening, allowing the skeleton dragon to break free completely. The skeleton dragon spun in mid-air, instantly coiling itself around the stone monster, causing its massive body to spin in place. Its giant, hook-like bone 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 skeleton dragon lunged forward and bit down, tearing a horrifying hole in the stone monster's indistinct face.

Then, its claws swept across, ruthlessly tearing off half of the stone monster's head. As if transformed, the stone monster suddenly became incredibly vulnerable, crumbling instantly under the skeleton 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 skeletal dragon to give chase. The over two-zhang-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!"

Having made up his mind, he pointed to the giant round stone at the top and said to the Skeleton Bone Dragon, "Destroy it!"

Upon hearing this, the Skeleton Bone 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 violently, and where the water splashed, the waters of the Great Swamp poured down like a waterfall.

"Quick, go!" Xiao Xuan hurriedly shouted. Before he could finish speaking, the Skeleton Bone Dragon had already made a turn, 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 mission. 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 floating in 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 scum will have when they see this wicked dragon turn against them, betraying his own kind? Hmm, they're all faceless, so even if they're surprised, they can't show any expression. At most, they'll be scared out of their wits and run away! Ah, they have no intestines or stomachs, so running away in terror 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 be seen by my sixth master. What if he captures me and confines me to Phoenix Cliff Pass for the rest of my life? ” "That would be terrible..." He hesitated for a long time, then a sudden 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 action. He was already 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 still felt overwhelmed.

"It's so uncomfortable as soon as I put on this damn thing. It's definitely not a good thing! I must never touch it again!" Xiao Xuan groaned softly. His gaze inadvertently fell on Fei Luo, who was limp in the skeleton carriage. Suddenly, his mouth went dry and his veins felt like they were about to burst.

This woman was already alluring, and now, with her slightly disheveled hair and hazy eyes, her delicate body, curled up in a seated position, was supple and boneless, its 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 breasts.

"Such heavy and soft things, and she's swaying all over the place, how can she 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 with a start: "Damn it, damn it! What time is it? How can I still... still... Damn it, damn it! Ah! It must be this mask that's causing the trouble! Last time I saved Shui Ruo, I immediately had 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, and then 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’s here!” Xiao Xuan roared uncontrollably, shield in his left hand, chain in his right, like a little skeleton demon king, riding a blood-bone dragon with murderous intent as he charged towards Zeyang City.

********** ... Fang Shaolin's Golden-Winged Scorpion, summoned by the 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 Strange Talismans in one go, nearly exhausting his spiritual power and true energy. Xue Han, on the other hand, 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 skeleton army still had three almost intact Hell Demon Towers and two half-damaged but still fighting Hell Demon Towers rampaging, not only smashing through several sections of the city walls but also sending waves of ferocious and terrifying skeleton warriors to the city walls. The situation had clearly tilted, and Zeyang City was on the verge of collapse. "How many Mountain-Opening Divine Crossbows are left?" Fang Shaolin asked his subordinate beside him. "Only three crossbow carts remain, and seven crossbow bolts are left here. I don't know about the others, but I estimate there aren't many left!" the officer replied loudly. "What did the Western Commander send for just now?" Fang Shaolin continued to ask. At this moment, his battle robe was torn, and blood was seeping slightly from his abdominal armor. No one knew when he was injured or how serious his injury was. "Commander Shangguan has been killed in action, and the troops have suffered more than half casualties. Therefore, Deputy Commander Ye sent someone to request reinforcements," the officer replied.

"What's going on with the commotion in the city?"

"A horde of skeletal evil spirits rushed into the city through the collapsed gap in the western section, wreaking havoc in the western market area. General Ji has deployed some reserve troops to suppress them."

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

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

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

"Could it be... that Zeyang City is really going to be destroyed?" Fang Shaolin scanned the battlefield, a deep sorrow filling his heart.

Suddenly, eerie sounds echoed across the battlefield as a well-organized army of skeleton demons 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 skeleton swordsmen as the vanguard, thousands of skeleton halberdiers as the flanks, and nearly a hundred skeleton sorcerers wielding magical artifacts at its core.

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

The blood-red clouds in the sky billowed and boiled; the skeleton 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.

The fifth and

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 physical form. A series of cracking sounds were heard as it suddenly collapsed from the city wall, along with shattered bricks and stones.

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

A loud crash followed as the ferocious beast's massive body slammed heavily into the skeleton horde, crushing several skeleton sorcerers in its descent. Enraged, it leaped up and roared wildly through the skeleton horde, rampaging through them as if they 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. Afterward, it 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 beast he had summoned with his talisman was no match for the Hell Towers.

"We're out of 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 Leap, streaked across the sky like a rainbow, piercing the left eye socket of a hellish demon 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 eye socket. Before the two skeleton sorcerers could react, they were instantly decapitated. The remaining skeleton sorcerer hastily 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 plunge into the right eye socket of the Hell Tower, when several plumes of black smoke surged towards her, mingling and billowing. She had no choice but to wield her light shield to block, but this obstruction caused her to plummet downwards, landing on the tower's chest. Skeleton warriors clinging to the tower charged forward, brandishing their weapons and roaring.

Golden light flashed, the angle of her 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 structure, their bodies shattered to pieces.

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

"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 replied, "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, her every move cleaving through 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 this, 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 replacing 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 ashen-faced. 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 an intense longing for them. Seeing the bone dragon getting 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.

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

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

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

. However, Po Kong General wasn't 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 Tower.

He let out a strange laugh, suddenly abandoned Xuehan, and flew backward rapidly.

Without support, Xuehan's body sank, and she immediately formed hand seals in mid-air, seemingly circulating her inner energy.

General Po Kong immediately retaliated, 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 rays suddenly swirled down from above, terrifying him to the point of utter panic. He tried to escape, but was already tightly bound by the golden light. Then, a horrifying sound of bones being sliced rang out as the skeleton disintegrated into pieces.

It turned out that Xue Han was not using her true energy to fly back to the Hell Demon Tower, but rather using her spiritual power to unleash the Xuanjiao's supreme treasure—the Golden Cloud Descent—which terrified 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

. She tried to push him away in shock, but her hands were 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 mind raced. The skeletal dragon turned back, circling the half-headless Hell Tower several times, its claws and fangs tearing and ripping it apart.

The tower, already riddled with holes, could no longer withstand such a devastating blow and collapsed with a series of explosions, burying the horde of skeletons in the dust and sand.

This sudden and astonishing turn of events terrified the entire skeleton army, except for the lowest-ranking 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.

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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, leaning 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, making him feel incredibly powerful and excited.

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 joy, 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, causing the skeletons to flee 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 shouted, his voice hoarse to the point of sounding like that of a wild beast. He spun the skeletal dragon and charged forward. Perhaps it was the power of the Seven Evils, but he seemed to have boundless power and burning killing intent that needed to be released.

"That voice sounds familiar..." Fei Luo and Xue Han were both puzzled, but they never dreamed that the person wearing skull armor, a skull helmet, an evil mask, and riding the chariot of the Skeleton Ancestor would be Cui Xiaoxuan. The skeleton

dragon was indeed powerful and formidable, instantly wedging itself deep into the skeleton cavalry formation, knocking away dozens of bronze-clad skeleton cavalrymen, while the spears that had pierced its body bent and went limp like noodles.

Xiaoxuan on the skeleton chariot retaliated fiercely, his Soul-Binding Chains lashing out, bursting forth with purple lightning as thick as pillars, far more powerful than the Thunder General who had attacked him earlier, instantly sweeping seven or eight skeleton cavalrymen off their mounts.

Fei Luo immediately recognized the chain in his hand and the shield hanging on his right arm, and was even more surprised: "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 like a demon, and riding the Skeleton Demon's demonic dragon?"

She was filled with doubt and suspicion, staring intently at the mask on Xiao Xuan's face, her gaze falling on the seven strange horns on the mask's forehead, and suddenly her heart trembled: "The Demon Lord's Overthrow?"

Xiao Xuan fought more and more bravely, and he and the bone dragon were like a raging storm, killing the evil spirits and causing them to lose their armor and fall like horses. At this moment, the originally ferocious and vicious skeletons seemed 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, however, seemed not to hear her, only indulging in a frenzied battle as if under a spell. Wherever his purple chains touched, skeletons flew away. He spotted a hellish demon tower in the distance, stepping 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 of its head. Several skeleton sorcerers were flung away, falling from the sky to the ground 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 all completely bewildered, unsure whether an accident had occurred or if infighting had broken out within the skeletal demon army.

"Go 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 swung his Soul Binding Technique, and suddenly, lightning flashed and silver snakes danced 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 enter the city, he immediately spurred his bone dragon and charged towards it at lightning speed.

Fei Luo was being squeezed tighter and tighter, her protective energy completely depleted. Her delicate and sensitive areas were being painfully pressed against the hard armor, and 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 enraged, 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 separated from its body. 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 battle, 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 second too late. The two fork tips pierced deeply into his shoulder blades, 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. 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 carriage, 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 from all sides. Only one half-skull remained, empty-handed but equally formidable, tearing at the approaching skeletal demon soldiers with its claws and teeth.

Fei Luo and Xue Han stared in disbelief.

Xiao Xuan was overjoyed and examined the carriage 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 that the Skeleton Ancestor had used to defend against the combined attack of Cui Caiting, Fei Luo, and Li Mengtang—the Flames of Asura.

"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 garrison 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 garrison would erupt in a deafening cheer. He had never felt so powerful before, and was extremely proud, excited, and exceptionally brave.

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

As for the entire battlefield, the Zeyang garrison also saw a glimmer of hope for victory, because all eight hellish demon towers of the evil army had now fallen.

"Hey! You...your shoulder..." Fei Luo couldn't help but cry out, her heart pounding at the sight of the half-forked fork still stuck in Xiao Xuan's shoulder blade.

Hearing this, Xiao Xuan grabbed the fork handle with one hand and, incredibly, pulled the fork out of his shoulder blade, skin and flesh included, the barb at the fork tip even tearing off a piece of armor stained with blood.

The two beauties gasped in shock.

Xiao Xuan grinned, seeing Fei Luo's lips trembling slightly, her face pale, looking delicate and frail, he felt a pang of pain and pity in his heart, and suddenly, unable to restrain himself, he leaned down and kissed her lips fiercely.

"You!" Fei Luo was shocked and ashamed. Just as she was about to struggle and resist, she was thrown into the back seat.

"Bastard!" she cursed angrily, her face flushed. She saw the villain who had groped her riding a bone dragon and soaring into the sky, his head turning around and 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, full of shame and anger.

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The beauties of Xiaoyao Peak stared intently and saw that the demon general in front of them was extremely bizarre and terrifying. He had a human upper body and a spider lower body. His body was crimson like blood. The muscles on his upper body were bulging and knotted, as if there was endless power waiting to be released. His eight long legs were like hooks and sickles, nearly three zhang long. They were the weapons that had instantly dismembered the dozen or so demon-slaying hands.

"It seems that this guy is a skeleton combined with a spider." Li Mengtang said.

"You're incredibly strong!" Cui Caiting said in a deep voice, having been forced back two steps.

The surviving demon-subduing soldiers around them were all horrified, stumbling and crawling backward.

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

Shui Ruo felt nauseous and desperately poured her water spirit true energy 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 shine brightly.

"There are too many enemies, let's finish this quickly!" Cui Caiting activated her profound skill, a white light flashing on her hand, and rushed towards the demon general again.

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

Cui Caiting suddenly slowed her movements, her graceful figure seemingly floating and dancing, somehow penetrating General Bloodblade's tight defenses and closing in on him in an instant.

This was none other than the Water Escape Technique from the Five Elements of Ruyi—the Heavenly Pool Playful Waves Step, though her execution was several times more refined than the Water Escape Technique.

General Bloodblade was startled and hastily swung his feet to defend himself, only to be suddenly jolted violently. He had taken a heavy blow to the abdomen, and in pain, he unleashed a flurry of slashes, barely managing to force his enemy away. He felt the wound was heavy and hard, and looking down in surprise, he saw a patch of golden yellow on his abdomen, with faint wisps of golden rune light shimmering around it. He realized he had encountered a formidable foe.

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 said in a trembling voice, "It...it seems to be...those things!"

"Everyone be careful!" Li Mengshang shouted softly, half-drawing her bow, her face full of vigilance.

Xia Xiaowan then held the Earth Spirit Flute to her lips and began to play a mournful tune. Immediately, eight burly earth spirits overturned the grass and soil and crawled out from the ground, silently forming a circle to protect the beauties of Xiaoyao Peak.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh," a crimson shadow darted out from the trees, none other than 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 gave it a good beating.

It turned out that Shui Ruo had used the Water Blossom Slash first.

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 Slashes consume too much true energy. Let my Earth Spirits 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 ceased.

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 terrified 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 legs to meet her attack.

Suddenly, sword light flashed and cold light flowed, and his long legs were swiftly sliced off.

General Bloodblade could hardly believe his eyes. His eight long legs, all corrupted by evil magic, were forged from metal. He was the only one who had ever broken weapons; he never expected to be dismembered. In shock, he hastily retreated, but it was too late. The ethereal beauty had already caught up, her dreamlike sword aimed at his heart.

But then, a strange change occurred. Just as the sword was about to touch General Bloodblade's chest, a cloud of dust suddenly appeared behind Cui Caiting…

Sensing danger, Cui Caiting flicked her left sleeve backward, only to be violently thrown forward by a violent jolt.

The women behind were horrified to see a gigantic skeletal claw emerge from the void, instantly striking Cui Caiting. They all cried out in alarm. Shui Ruo, especially, was deeply haunted by this evil spell that had once severely wounded the Heartbroken Elder and his beloved pet. She cried out in a trembling voice, "The...the old monster is here!"

The smoke and dust suddenly dissipated. Li Mengtang's pupils contracted, her heart pounded, and she swiftly drew her bow, shouting, "It's Ashes of Annihilation! Be careful! It's coming!"

Before her words even finished, the vanished smoke and dust suddenly reappeared among the women. The women attacked in shock and anger, only to see the crimson shadow flash by like lightning, injuring them one by one.

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

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

He gestured to General Bloodblade, who immediately let out a strange howl. The Skeleton Blood Spiders ceased their frenzied attack and instead crowded around the beauties of Xiaoyao Peak.

Cui Caiting, who had fallen a long way, 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 chuckled sinisterly.

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 sneered. "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, where's that wretched little fellow? Where is he?"

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