Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 230 Divine Beast Congcong
The Valley of the Underworld was bathed in crimson sunlight at dawn. The demonic blood on the rock walls congealed into dark purple scabs. The wind, carrying the stench of blood, swept across the valley top, causing Shen Anzhi's black outer robe to flutter wildly.

Standing atop the highest rock, she squinted into the distance. On the southwest plain, the Go people and demon soldiers were densely packed together, their dark blue-green ranks like wriggling poisonous ants, clearly intent on reclaiming control of the Yellow Spring Valley. In the center of the ranks, the familiar figure of the giant black-scaled python stood out conspicuously.

"Black Python!" Shen Anzhi gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly, the runes on the blade glowing slightly with killing intent. Recalling the ruthlessness with which this creature had snapped her neck, and its aiding and abetting the cruelty of its companions, a resolute glint ignited in her eyes: "This time, I will definitely slay this 'spicy strip'!"

Rimai Yongga happened to be patrolling this area when he saw her staring intently at the black python, and he knew what she wanted. He patted the neck of the six-legged beast Congcong beside him. Although the beast had been fighting for many days, its six legs were still as steady as a rock, and its eyes were full of loyalty: "Congcong is fast, let it carry you, and you'll achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Congcong nodded, nuzzling closer to Shen Anzhi and lowering its head obediently. Shen Anzhi leaped onto its back, her fingertips gently stroking the soft fur on its neck. The touch reminded her of her first encounter with Congcong at Wolonggang when she first arrived in Sichuan. Back then, Congcong had confronted her because it had accidentally killed Tuantuan's mother, but now it had become a companion she could entrust her life to. "Congcong, let's go!"

With a clear cry, Shen Anzhi propelled himself forward from his six legs, charging into the demon army's ranks like an arrow released from a bow. His hooves trampled over the corpses of demon soldiers, splashing up clouds of blood mist. The Demon-Slaying Sword flashed golden light in Shen Anzhi's hand, and demon soldiers along the way fell to the ground, their souls instantly absorbed by the blade. The Black Python General, seeing her approaching from afar, was terrified and instantly transformed into a giant python tens of meters long. Its black scales gleamed coldly in the blood-red sunlight, and its mouth opened wide, revealing a barrage of fangs: "Stop her! Don't let this girl get close!"

The demon soldiers swarmed forward, some raising shields to defend themselves, others spewing demonic energy, but all their efforts were in vain before Congcong's speed and the power of the Demon-Slaying Sword. Shen Anzhi, perched on Congcong's back, used the momentum to leap into the air, and unleashed several golden beams of light from the "Splitting Light Demon-Slaying Sword," instantly turning the demon soldiers blocking his path into ashes.

Just as he was about to reach the black python, black patterns suddenly appeared on the ground beneath his feet, and a chilling aura coiled around his ankles—it was an array!

"Not good!" Alarm bells rang in Shen Anzhi's mind, but it was too late to retreat. The black patterns spread rapidly, turning into pitch-black chains that bound her and Congcong tightly. The surrounding demonic energy instantly became extremely dense, even dimming the golden light of the Demon-Slaying Sword.

The Demon Lord stood outside the Spirit-Eating Immortal-Trapping Array, watching Shen Anzhi struggling inside. A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth. He deliberately weakened the array's power, allowing the Spirit-Eating Demonic Qi to slowly devour his spiritual power without harming his life. This girl wielded the Demon-Slaying Sword and was the core of Zi Lingxuan, Monk Tongda, and others. Killing her would actually cut off the bait used to lure reinforcements.

"Hold on a little longer, your companions should be here soon." The Demon Lord flicked his fingertips, secretly reinforcing the outer edge of the formation to ensure that once Zi Lingxuan and the others broke in, they would have no chance of escape. He was certain that these cultivators were loyal and would do anything to save Shen Anzhi. As long as he trapped them all here, Yellow Spring Valley would fall without a fight.

Shen Anzhi's roar from within the formation reached their ears, and the Demon Lord's killing intent intensified: "After I wipe you all out, I'll let this girl die a quick death. No one can escape my Spirit-Eating and Immortal-Trapping Formation!" A cold laugh came from the shadows, and a dark figure slowly appeared, his eyes full of calculation.

Shen Anzhi had clearly seen through the Demon Lord's intentions. She kept looking towards the Yellow Spring Valley, fearing that Zi Lingxuan, Monk Tongda, and Rimai Yongga would come to rescue her.

The demonic energy within the formation seeped into his body through his pores, and Shen Anzhi felt his spiritual power rapidly draining away like a flood, causing his sword-wielding hand to tremble. Seeing this, the black python immediately pounced, its massive tail sweeping out with earth-shattering force.

Shen Anzhi barely managed to swing his sword to defend himself, but the impact left his arm numb, and he spat a mouthful of blood onto Congcong's mane. "Anzhi, they want to wipe us all out! We have to find a way to escape!" Congcong roared anxiously, struggling with its six legs, but the chains tightened around it.

Seeing Shen Anzhi's weakness, the Demon Lord hesitated to kill her but feared she would escape. So, he condensed demonic energy into sharp claws, aiming for her heart. At the critical moment, Congcong suddenly exerted her strength, slamming into the Demon Lord, her six legs firmly blocking the demonic claws: "Quick...run!"

The divine beast's cry was filled with pain. The Demon Lord was knocked back two steps, his anger burning: "You ignorant beast!" His palm surged with demonic energy and he slammed it hard on Congcong's hind legs. With two crisp "crack" sounds, Congcong's two hind legs were severed, and dark green blood gushed out.

"Congcong!" Shen Anzhi's eyes were bloodshot with rage. Ignoring her depleted spiritual energy, she swung her sword at the Demon Lord. But the demonic energy that corroded her spiritual energy had already invaded her meridians. She had only taken one step when she fell heavily to the ground. Congcong endured the excruciating pain, using her remaining four legs to support her body. She bit down on Shen Anzhi's collar and dragged her wildly towards the Valley of the Underworld.

The black python tried to give chase, but was forced back by the hoofprints that Cong Cong desperately left behind.

When Congcong carried Shen Anzhi back to the valley entrance, its body was stained red with blood. Its four legs staggered on the ground, leaving bloody footprints with each step. Shen Anzhi slid off its back, hugged its neck tightly, and tears instantly welled up in his eyes: "Congcong, I'm sorry... it's all my fault!"

Anzhi searched through his storage ring but only found a few bottles of pills to treat minor injuries. The bamboo worm pills were already used up, and the thousand-year snake wine that could suppress demonic energy was also empty, so it was impossible to heal Congcong's broken leg.

Cong Cong gently nuzzled her cheek with her head, her voice weak but gentle: "It's not your fault... Protecting you is my mission."

Shen Anzhi held it, and images of Wolonggang suddenly flashed through her mind. Back then, Congcong accidentally killed Tuantuan's mother, and Tuantuan could only cry and scream. But now, Congcong risked breaking its leg to protect her, yet Tuantuan chose to run away when she needed it most. She choked back tears and murmured, "If only Tuantuan were half as sensible as you, half as brave as you..."

The wind at the valley entrance still carried the stench of blood. Congcong's breathing gradually became steady, but Shen Anzhi's heart was breaking. The roars of the demon soldiers came again from afar, but at this moment, she was filled with thoughts of Congcong's injuries, and even the strength to grip the sword seemed to have been drained away.

As she gazed at the blood seeping from Cong's severed leg, and thought of Tuantuan, who was far away in Wolonggang, whose safety was unknown but who was always rebellious, she was overwhelmed with disappointment and heartache, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

"I wonder if that rebellious son has left Qiang City yet. Alas, in the end, I've only wasted my trust." After saying this, Anzhi looked at the wound on the six-legged beast, which had been severed by the Demon Lord, with heartache.