I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 317 A Narrow Escape (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Jiang Yi's consciousness was suddenly flooded with countless distorted murmurs, each voice carrying extreme negative emotions: hatred, greed, madness, despair...

They writhed in her mind like living creatures, tearing at her reason.

Jiang Yi's vision and perception suddenly distorted. What she saw was no longer the backs of the cultivators fighting bloody battles on Baishan Island, but rather "herself" opening a gaping maw like an abyss, biting into the body of the demon spirit, the screams in her ears, and the stench of blood in her mouth.

She turned into a monster!
The demonic thoughts that Jiang Yi herself had released crashed against the moonlight barrier in her sea of ​​consciousness, like sharp claws scratching at her skull. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to stay awake.

Borrowing the Dharma, the candle moth purifies the fire!
boom!
Pure white flames exploded around Jiang Yi in an instant, and those distorted illusions collapsed like a tide. But the pure fire burned not only the demonic thoughts, but also Jiang Yi's own soul!
Even though this is a purifying fire that burns away impurities, it is still a kind of fire in essence and can harm the soul.

Jiang Yi trembled all over, as if someone had pressed a red-hot iron into her brain, every nerve screaming, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

In the brief moment between the clash between the purifying fire and the demonic thoughts, she finally caught a glimpse of a regular fluctuation.

Amidst the chaotic babbling, a few voices stood out clearly, like the strings of a marionette, connecting the actions of every monster on the battlefield!

"Got you!"

Jiang Yi's blood-stained lips curled into a sinister, demonic smile.

"How dare you use me! You lowly ant—"

Nightmare's roar echoed in Jiang's mind, but it was as if separated by a thick ice wall, making it indistinct.

"Thank you for pointing me in the right direction."

A crimson rainbow burst forth from the reefs of Baishan Island, tearing through the leaden-gray sky.

Jiang Yi rode his sword through the air, his green robes fluttering, hovering above everyone's heads, facing the surging demonic tide.

The Yaoling Sword emitted an excited roar in her hand, resonating with the fire spirit root in her dantian. Flames blazed on the sword, as if an ancient fire phoenix was awakening within it.

"Yaoling, let's work together to cleave through this demonic tide!"

The sword-nurturing gourd trembled violently, and all the fire-elemental sword energies that had been subdued by the Yaoling Sword in the sea of ​​sword energy surged out like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, turning the entire sea area crimson.

All the flowing fire gathered behind Jiang Yi into sky-covering fiery wings, and a phantom of a fire phoenix, larger than a mountain, was reborn from the Yaoling Sword.

The phoenix's cry pierced through the thick clouds, and the demonic tide below encountered its natural enemy. Countless demons twisted and evaporated in the flames, revealing the demonic shadow in the deep sea, which was entangled by rotting tentacles.

Jiang Yi's face was deathly pale, and her body trembled slightly as her true essence was frantically drawn out, but she still held tightly to the Yaoling Sword.

cut!
The fire phoenix swooped down, and the storm it brought evaporated the seawater. The near-shore seabed reefs melted into crimson magma in the high temperature. The monsters crowded on the beach roared and spewed out foul blood and poisonous miasma, but the moment they touched the sword light, they were like snow meeting boiling water, hissing and steaming into foul black smoke.

The forbidden killing move that once required sacrificing one's life for the sword is now as easy as using one's own limbs.

The sword light pierced the deep sea, and crimson flames burned the sky and boiled the sea!
The demons twisted and disintegrated, and the demons hidden at the bottom of the abyss were reduced to ashes in the Fire Phoenix Sword Intent before they could even scream.

The entire sea was cleaved open by this sword, the seabed cracks stretched for ten miles, and blazing flames poured in like a celestial river, burning away all the filthy demonic energy.

……

Central North Sea.

"Is that... Jiang Fengying?"

The ancient bronze mirror in the hands of the person holding the mirror trembled violently, its surface reflecting the blazing red flames in the distance.

The Golden Core sword cultivator carrying the sword on his back nodded slowly, a bitter smile on his lips. "It was her. Back then, she could only unleash such sword intent at the early stage of the Golden Core realm. Now, before she has even re-formed her Golden Core, she has already surpassed her former self. She truly is a genius in swordsmanship. If that calamity hadn't happened back then, I'm afraid I would have to call her 'Senior Sister' now."

"This seems to be the last wave of the demonic tide. Let's prepare for battle!"

……

The power of the spirit sword far exceeded the limits that Jiang Yi's current cultivation could control. Before the sword light had completely dissipated, the true essence in her body poured out like a burst dam, her meridians were in excruciating pain, and her dantian was completely depleted.

Unfortunately, Yao Lingjian, this battle maniac, was completely unaware that Jiang Yi was now a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and was still drawing on Jiang Yi's power, trying to display his divine might once again.

Jiang Yi's lips were bleeding, and she staggered as she fell from mid-air.

Whoosh!

Hua Gu transformed into a white crane and rushed forward. The power of the Ice Phoenix erupted, and a layer of crystal-clear ice crystals instantly condensed on the body of the Yao Ling Sword, and the sword's cry came to an abrupt end.

Hong Li followed closely behind, leaping up on fire with all four feet and swatting away the Yao Ling Sword with one claw.

The Yaoling Sword drew a crimson arc and slammed into the waves, splashing up several feet of spray. The Red Glass Fox's eyes were full of smug and wicked laughter.

Finally, it got its chance to get revenge!

Hua Gu gently supported the exhausted Jiang Yi and placed her steadily on Hong Li's broad back. Hong Li was surrounded by pure flames of candle moths, which burned away the demonic energy that tried to approach. Carrying Jiang Yi, she sped across the waves and headed towards Bai Shan Island.

Hua Gu followed closely behind, clearing out the remaining monsters around them.

The Yaoling Sword burst forth from the water, angrily chasing after the monsters along the way.

After Jiang Yi killed the controller deep within the demonic tide with a single sword strike, the entire battlefield suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The monsters, which had been surging in an orderly fashion like a tide, suddenly seemed to have lost their backbone. Their hideous and twisted bodies writhed aimlessly in place, emitting chaotic and disorderly hisses.

"Let's seize this opportunity and press on with our momentum!"

Jiang Yi struggled to leap off Hong Li's back, and the Yao Ling Sword, sensing its master's fighting spirit, ignited its crimson flames once more.

An angry Flower Maiden cast a thought, and the Radiant Spirit Sword trembled, instantly going out of control, its tip drooping obediently. The previous time, when Flower Maiden and her companions ganged up on it, it had left a shadow on the Radiant Spirit Sword's young mind.

Only when facing Jiang Yi's life and death would Hua Gu unleash the power of an elder sister that she herself was unaware of!

On the island, Mo Ling wiped the blood from her face, pulled her younger brother Mo Liao and the other puppeteers together, and continued the fight.

The disciples of the Cangling Sect, Liujing Sect, and Mo Family Fortress forgot about the differences between their sects and stood back to back, entrusting each other with trust and cooperating with one another.

As the last wisp of demonic energy dissipated in the sea breeze, the exhausted crowd collapsed one after another onto the blood-stained rocks.

Xiao Jue's sword case lay askew to one side, yet he still opened his 'arms' towards the direction of the Yaoling Sword, striking a pose.

"Damn it! Feng Wuhen, you stink, don't lean on me."

Qi Tian pushed Feng Wuhen away with disgust; he himself wasn't much better off.

Cang Qingyue, along with the silver wolf and the remaining dozen or so gray wolves, silently gathered the remains of the fallen wolves. Upon seeing this, Shang Shixu stepped forward to help.

Chu Qianji squatted down beside his shattered battle puppet, scratching his head frantically. "What do I do? I'm afraid it can never be put back together."

Zhuang Chengxuan walked over, hesitated for a long time, and then took out his storage bag. "Senior Brother Chu, thank you for protecting me just now. I can lend you a hundred... no, I can lend you eighty low-grade spirit stones to cultivate the puppet. Remember to pay me back."

Chu Qianji: …………

Xin Wushuang sat alone on a high place, raising his arm to catch Wanli flying back from the sky, watching the charred wreckage floating on the sea, dyed dark red by the setting sun.

Yan Kongqing trembled as he picked up the Myriad Manifestations Plate, only to find cracks spreading across its surface like a spiderweb. He sighed deeply.

Xiao Qinghuang squatted down beside him to comfort him, "There are weapon refiners at Yunzhan Pass, they can fix it."

The once deafening battle on Baishan Island is now so quiet that you can hear the waves gently licking the rocks.

"We...we made it through?"

Shen Puning suddenly burst out laughing, but large tears fell onto Baozhu's battered armor.

The laughter was like pebbles breaking through ice, and the sounds of people laughing and crying rose and fell.

Mo Ling lay back, gazing at the darkening sky, and murmured, "So this is what a beautiful sunset looks like."

"What's so great about this lousy sunset?" Mo Liao muttered, sitting to the side, before being kicked to the ground by Mo Ling.

After kicking each other, the siblings smiled at each other, both thinking to themselves that it was nice to be able to kick their brother/be kicked by their sister every day.

"Ahhh-"

A bloodcurdling scream suddenly shattered the silence, and almost everyone and the demons sprang to their feet, on high alert, fearing that there might still be any remaining demons.

But all the people saw was Bai Shengjie from the Yuqing Sect, who looked like a saint and gentleman, clapping his hands and standing up, with a male cultivator from the Liujing Sect writhing on the ground in pain and screaming in agony at his feet.

The male cultivator's neck veins bulged as he pointed at Bai Shengjie, "You...poisoned me..."

The crowd was puzzled, so Bai Shengjie explained slowly.

"Under intense pain, one cannot have wild thoughts, thus resisting the erosion of demonic thoughts."

Everyone was stunned, and then thought about it carefully.

Hmm? That makes sense!
However, it's best to avoid this happening to yourself.

The male cultivator from the Liujing Sect was writhing on the ground in pain, howling like a pig being slaughtered; it was a truly gruesome sight.

Bai Shengjie even said, "Don't worry, I won't let you pass out. I will amplify all your senses so that you can clearly feel every inch of pain until the demonic thoughts are eliminated."

Everyone: Is this a rescue? Even killing wouldn't warrant such brutality!
He truly lives up to his reputation as Bai Shengjie, who is often condemned as an evil cultivator with a poisonous hand and a holy heart.

Bai Shengjie turned around and saw the way everyone was looking at him like he was some kind of evil cultivator, and smiled as he explained.

"Don't worry, it will only hurt, it won't kill you. I'm always very careful when I use poison."

……

The demonic tide is only temporarily over; it will return sooner or later, like the unpredictable tides.

After a short rest, everyone got up and cleaned up the battlefield. The Mo family disciples repaired the Thousand Machine Crossbow, the Liujing Sect disciples repaired the island's great formation, and the Cangling Sect disciples piled up all the corpses and asked Hongli to help burn them.

Everyone was busy, but Jiang Yi was sleeping in a secluded spot. No one felt it was inappropriate or objectionable. Just one glance at her made everyone feel at ease.

In the first encounter with the demonic tide, only three cultivators died on White Coral Island, the fewest among all the islands.

Xiao Jue watched from afar, and said enviously, "If I could be a sword cultivator like Senior Sister Jiang in this lifetime, and slay the heavens and boil the seas with a single sword strike in front of everyone, I would die without regrets."

Qi Tian rolled his eyes without hesitation, "First of all, you have no chance with your appearance. You're the same age as me, but you look as old as my father."

Xiao Jue glared at him, "Hey! My good son!"

Qi Tian: …………

Feng Wuhen: Hahaha—

(End of this chapter)