Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 223 Battle on the Plains
Shen Anzhi's black outer robe was already soaked in demonic blood. Every time she swung the demon-slaying sword, her arm felt as heavy as lead. The demonic soldiers behind her were in hot pursuit, their roars like a leech. She ran desperately along the rugged mountain path, the gravel under her feet tearing through the soles of her boots, and the blood seeping out left crimson spots on the ground.

When she rushed out of the forest and saw the open plain ahead, her heart clenched. Hundreds of black tents were arranged around a campfire, and countless demon soldiers sat or stood, their weapons gleaming with a cold, eerie green light in the firelight. A rough count revealed that there were thousands of them. Even if they were to fight, it would take a whole day just to slash them with their swords.

"Oops!"

Just as Shen Anzhi was about to turn around and retreat into the mountains, she found that the demon soldiers behind her had blocked the mountain pass. Their dark blue figures stretched out in a line, completely sealing off her escape route.

With a formidable enemy ahead and no way to retreat behind, she instinctively gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly. The blade trembled with intense heat, as if it craved more demon souls or was anxious about her predicament.

Shen Anzhi gritted her teeth, sweat trickling down her face and dripping onto the sword. She knew that if she couldn't get through this ordeal, her friends in Yellow Spring Valley would be doomed.

After a moment of contemplation, Shen Anzhi reached for the storage ring at her waist. Her fingertips touched a warm, smooth pill. It was a Bamboo Insect Pill, crafted by the Bamboo Weaving Elder in the Bamboo Forest using thousand-year-old bamboo worms, morning dew, and bamboo heartwood. The Elder had refined it using a demon-refining gourd. He had said that this pill could reshape the physical body and restore spiritual power within a quarter of an hour, making it a trump card for bringing the dead back to life. Without hesitation, she took out the pill and gently placed it under her tongue. The cool sensation spread along her tongue, instantly clearing her chaotic thoughts.

"Since there's a way out, let's go all out!" A resolute glint flashed in Shen Anzhi's eyes. She suddenly raised the Demon-Slaying Sword, and the runes on the sword suddenly lit up, with golden light piercing through the night.

"Kill!" she roared, her figure shooting into the demon soldiers' ranks like an arrow released from a bow. She was the first to unleash the "Spirit Wind Shadow Step Kill," her figure flashing among the demon soldiers like a ghost. Each flash was accompanied by a golden light, and the demon soldiers' heads fell to the ground.

"Stop her!" the demon leader roared, and dozens of demon soldiers, shields raised, surrounded Shen Anzhi, attempting to trap her. But Shen Anzhi remained unfazed. She leaped into the air, her hands rapidly forming hand seals: "Ice Soul Sealing Demon Formation, activate!" As soon as she finished speaking, eight ice pillars rose from the ground, transparent ice chains coiled between them, firmly binding the surrounding demon soldiers. The runes on the ice chains spun continuously, transforming into sharp ice spikes that pierced the demon soldiers' bodies, eliciting screams of agony as dark green demonic blood slowly flowed down the ice pillars.

But there were simply too many demonic soldiers. As soon as one batch was dealt with, a new batch surged forward. Shen Anzhi's breathing became increasingly rapid, and her spiritual energy was being consumed quickly. She could feel her movements becoming slower and slower.

"We can't afford to waste any more time!" Shen Anzhi took a deep breath and poured all the remaining spiritual power in his body into the Demon-Slaying Sword. The golden light on the sword grew brighter and brighter, even overshadowing the light of the campfire.

"Splittering Demon-Slaying Sword!" Shen Anzhi leaped into the air, the Demon-Slaying Sword drawing a huge arc in his hand, dozens of golden rays shooting towards the surrounding demon soldiers like meteors.

Wherever the golden light touched, demonic soldiers fell to the ground, their bodies turning to ashes in the golden light, even their souls being absorbed by the Demon-Slaying Sword. Shen Anzhi moved through the demonic ranks like a war god, the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword growing stronger and stronger.

"Wow, the Ice Soul Sealing Demon Formation is so powerful! Let's try again!" Shen Anzhi couldn't help but marvel at the area-of-effect damage of the Demon Sealing Formation. A chilling aura suddenly rose around Shen Anzhi, and the icy mist that condensed at her fingertips surged in the night wind. Seeing dozens of demon soldiers raising their shields to block her way, she spun and leaped into the air, shouting sharply as her hands formed a seal: "Ice Soul Sealing Demon Formation, activate!"

Eight towering ice pillars burst forth from the ground, their icicles stretching outwards like sharp blades. Transparent ice chains coiled around the pillars, instantly forming an impenetrable ice net that firmly trapped the hundred or so demon soldiers at the forefront within the formation.

Runes flickered on the ice chains, and chill seeped in through the gaps in the demon soldiers' armor. They roared and swung their swords at the ice chains, only to be met with sharp ice spikes that bounced off. Several ice spikes pierced through the demon soldiers' bodies at the same time, and dark green demon blood splattered onto the ice pillars, instantly freezing into hideous blood ice.

Before the demon soldiers outside the formation could react, Shen Anzhi activated his spiritual power again, and the ice pillars in the formation exploded with a roar. Ice shards filled the air, carrying a chill that swept across the surroundings. Dozens more demon soldiers had their throats slashed by the ice blades, and when they fell to the ground, their bodies were already frozen into ice sculptures. Only the screams that lingered in the formation told of the terrifying power of the formation.

In half a day, the plain was piled high with the corpses of demon soldiers. The campfires were extinguished by demon blood, and the air was filled with a heavy stench of blood and decay. Shen Anzhi leaned on his demon-slaying sword, his legs were weak, and he could not even stand up. His vision was turning black, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

"Hahaha, Shen Anzhi, you finally couldn't hold on any longer!" A chilling laugh echoed from the sky. Shen Anzhi struggled to lift her head and saw a gigantic black python coiled in the air, its head transforming into a human form—the very same Black Python General she had defeated at Sanqing Mountain. The Black Python General's eyes were filled with mockery as it slowly descended before her: "Stop struggling. The appearance of the Heavenly Demon is a foregone conclusion. You, a mere human, dare to defy fate? Your spiritual power can't even control the Demon-Slaying Sword; how laughable!"

Shen Anzhi tried to lift the Demon-Slaying Sword, but her arm felt too heavy to move. The Black Python General stepped forward, extending its sharp claws and gripping her neck tightly. A wave of suffocation washed over her, and Shen Anzhi's face flushed crimson. She could feel her life rapidly slipping away. The Demon-Slaying Sword slipped from her hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Looking at the Black Python General's狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face, she was filled with resentment. She hadn't yet rescued her friends from Yellow Spring Valley, nor fulfilled her promise to Ge Wensong. How could she die like this?

"Click"

With a sharp crack, Shen Anzhi's neck was snapped by the Black Python General. Her body fell limply to the ground, her eyes wide open, gazing in the direction of Yellow Spring Valley with endless regret.

General Black Python released his grip, looked at the corpse on the ground, and laughed loudly, saying, "Shen Anzhi, you're finally dead! Eliminating such a major threat as you will surely bring a great reward from Lord Heavenly Demon, and my primordial spirit can be reshaped again, hahaha." After saying that, he transformed into a black wind and flew towards the Demon Realm.

Shen Anzhi's body lay quietly on the ground, blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, staining the ground beneath her.

Just then, the bamboo worm pill under her tongue slowly melted, and a warm, soothing power flowed down her throat into her body, gently repairing her broken neck and depleted spiritual energy...