Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

"Walk!"

No nonsense.

The moment Jiang Yining stood up, Ji Lingxiao's figure appeared beside her like a ghost.

He grabbed Jiang Yining's arm, his fingers squeezing so hard they almost crushed her bones.

With his other hand, he scooped up the still-dazed Jiang Lei and tucked the little guy under his arm.

"I'll guide you!"

Ji Lingxiao gave a low shout.

The remaining 30% of spiritual power in his dantian suddenly erupted.

A streak of icy blue sword light shot into the sky, enveloping the three of them, and they flew away like shooting stars in the opposite direction from the blood cloud.

"How could it be so fast?"

Jiang Yining's cheeks stung from the biting wind, and the shock she felt was indescribable.

They used Ji Lingxiao's Ten Thousand Mile Escape Talisman to cross half of the Demon Realm.

Moreover, she carefully concealed her presence with the aura of the sacred tree throughout the journey.

Logically speaking, even if Ye Wuhen had extraordinary abilities, it would be impossible for him to pinpoint their exact location within three days.

"My heart's blood."

Ji Lingxiao's face was ashen as he coldly explained while manipulating the sword light to weave through the rocky Gobi Desert.

"You took his heart's demon blood, which is the source of his power."

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, as long as your blood is still in your veins, to him you are a torch in the darkness."

Jiang Yining cursed under her breath.

Damn!

They were so focused on how good it was that they forgot about this other aspect.

"So what do we do now? Lure him away?"

"We can't divert their attention."

Ji Lingxiao's voice was filled with determination.

"His target is you."

"Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I won't let him succeed."

Jiang Yining was stunned for a moment.

She turned her head to look at the Sword Master who was usually aloof and superior.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled, his white clothes were stained with dust, and there was still blood on the corner of his mouth.

That was the backlash caused by forcibly activating the primordial sword energy.

But he held onto his hand tightly, never letting go even slightly.

Jiang Lei, whom he had always disliked, was now firmly held in front of him, his protective sword aura shielding him from all the wind and sand.

This man...

"Hahahaha! Ji Lingxiao, when did you, a dignified Sword Master, become a stray dog ​​who can only run away with its tail between its legs?"

A wildly arrogant laugh seemed to come from all directions at the same time.

Followed by.

The entire sky was dyed crimson.

The space seemed to be frozen.

Ji Lingxiao's flying sword light seemed to have hit an invisible wall and suddenly stopped.

The three of them fell heavily onto the rocky beach.

"puff--"

Ji Lingxiao was already at his limit, and this impact aggravated his injuries, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

But he didn't even bother to wipe it clean.

He immediately jumped up and shielded Jiang Yining and Jiang Lei behind him.

The broken sword in his hand emitted a mournful buzzing sound, as the Supreme Forgetfulness Sword Intent was pushed to its limit.

Even if the sword breaks, even if the person is crippled.

The Sword Master's spine remained ramrod straight.

"Running? Why did you stop running?"

In the void ahead, a cloud of blood mist surged.

Dressed in red, Ye Wuhen walked slowly through the void, barefoot.

He toyed with a blood-red whip formed from countless wronged souls in his hand, and a chilling smile graced his eerily handsome face.

His gaze, like a sticky, venomous snake, swept over the three of them.

The final image focuses on Jiang Yining's abdomen.

His presence can be felt there.

"My little pet, you have really given me a wonderful surprise."

Ye Wuhen licked his crimson lips, his voice as gentle as a lover's whisper in his ear.

"Not only did he steal my heart's blood, but he also colluded with this hypocrite."

"Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"So, you're to be turned into a specimen?"

"Or should we cut open your stomach and remove that piece of flesh?"

Jiang Yining felt a chill run from the soles of her feet straight to the top of her head.

This guy's crazy! He's serious!

"Night Without a Trace!"

Jiang Yining took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her inner fear, and stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ji Lingxiao.

"You consider yourself a local tyrant, what kind of skill is it to bully orphans and widows?"

"You want your heart's blood, huh? Come and get it if you dare!"

She was gambling, gambling on Ye Wuhen's twisted arrogance.

"Tsk tsk tsk, a provocation tactic?"

Ye Wuhen shook his head, looking regretful.

"If it were before, I might have been interested in playing with you."

"But now..."

His eyes suddenly turned icy cold.

"I'm losing my patience."

"Whoosh—"

Without any warning.

He swung his blood-red whip out suddenly.

In that instant, it seemed as if only this one blood-red lightning bolt remained in the world.

A pitch-black crack was torn open in the space.

Carrying terrifying demonic energy that could corrode everything, it headed straight for Jiang Yining's face!

If this whip were to strike solidly, not only Jiang Yining, but even Jiang Lei behind her would instantly turn into blood.

"Be careful!"

Ji Lingxiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

He didn't have time to think at all.

The body reacts faster than the mind.

He suddenly took a step to the side, using his body to block Jiang Yining.

He blocked with the broken sword in his hand.

"Supreme detachment from worldly affairs, cutting ties with mortal life!"

This is the strongest sword strike he can currently unleash.

Although it no longer possessed the devastating power of the past, its resolute sword intent was still deeply moving.

"boom--!!"

The icy blue sword light and the blood-red whip collided fiercely in mid-air.

The massive shockwave instantly pulverized the surrounding boulders.

"Snap!"

A crisp sound.

The broken sword in Ji Lingxiao's hand shattered completely into countless fragments.

The blood-red whip, still brimming with power, lashed heavily across his chest.

"Hmm!"

Ji Lingxiao let out a muffled groan.

He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the rock wall behind Jiang Yining.

The rock wall collapsed, burying half of his body.

But he seemed not to feel any pain.

Struggling, trying to stand up again.

That white robe was now mostly stained red with blood.

On his chest, a deep whip mark, revealing bone, was emitting hissing black smoke.

That was demonic energy corroding his flesh and blood.

"Ji Lingxiao!"

Jiang Yining shouted, her eyes instantly reddening.

She never expected that this man who cultivated the ruthless path would actually risk his life to save her.

"Is this what they call the champion of swordsmanship?"

Ye Wuhen approached step by step, his contempt undisguised.

"Can't even withstand a single whip from me, what a piece of trash."

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish."

He raised his hand.

The blood energy in the sky condensed once more.

Countless blood-red chains emerged from the void, like a swarm of hungry pythons, blocking all escape routes.

The aura of death enveloped the entire place.

Jiang Yining held Jiang Lei tightly, clutching the last few life-saving talismans in her hands.

Even if it means death, I'll take a piece of his flesh!

At this critical moment.

"Yo-yo—"

A clear, ethereal fox cry, like heavenly music.

It suddenly rang out from the edge of the Gobi Desert.

The sound had a strange penetrating power.

It completely ignored the overwhelming demonic energy and clearly penetrated into the ears of everyone present.

With that fox cry.

A pure, vast, and sacred demonic power, like the rising sun, instantly illuminated this dark world.