Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The spiritual energy above Yunmengze was completely disrupted.

The malevolent energy of Geng metal and the imperial dragon energy clashed together, turning the void within a hundred miles into a boiling pot of porridge.

The broken sword in Bai Yin's hand was already chipped and full of nicks, but he didn't care.

He was like a tireless beast, charging towards the massive warship time and time again, only to be bounced back by the golden light curtain each time.

Each impact brought forth a shower of blood.

That was his own blood.

"Bai Yin! How long will you remain so stubbornly unrepentant!"

Emperor Shitian stood atop the dragon's head, wielding the Emperor's Sword in his hand, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, transforming it into a golden dragon phantom that slammed into Bai Yin's chest.

boom!

Bai Yin's body flew backward like a meteorite, crashing into the reeds below and stirring up a mud wave hundreds of feet high.

But he rushed out the next moment.

Covered in mud, half of his body's bones had collapsed, and his left arm hung limply at his side, clearly broken.

But his expression remained ferocious, and in his scarlet eyes, there was only killing intent, no pain.

"kill!"

Bai Yin roared, wielding his knife in one hand, and charged forward once more.

The white tiger image behind him was incomplete; half of its once majestic tiger head had been cut off, making it look particularly pitiful.

But he didn't care.

All he knew was that he couldn't back down.

The cave entrance was right behind her; if she took one step back, she would be gone.

"Stubborn to the end!"

A flash of anger crossed Di Shitian's eyes.

He respected the backbone of the strong, but such foolishness and lack of pragmatism only annoyed him.

"All servants, heed my command! Form the Dragon-Trapping Formation and suppress this fiend!"

Eight figures instantly flew out of the warship, standing in eight directions, each holding a battle flag.

hum-

Eight beams of light shot into the sky, intertwining in the air to form a huge net of light that descended overhead.

Bai Yin tried to dodge, but the net of light carried the power to imprison space, causing him to freeze.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the optical network had already been deployed.

Zizizi!

The light net touched Bai Yin's body, producing a teeth-grinding burning sound.

That is the natural restraint of the righteous imperial power against the evil demonic energy.

Bai Yin was enveloped in green smoke, his skin and flesh peeling and twisting, but he didn't utter a sound. He just gritted his teeth and frantically slashed at the light net with his broken sword.

"it's useless."

Indra looked down at him, his voice cold.

"This is a method I prepared to deal with Great Saint Realm experts. With your current cultivation level, you cannot break through it."

"Bai Yin, this is the last time I'll ask you this."

"Are you willing to abandon the entire demon race for the sake of a woman?"

"Are you going to watch this world suffer and die, just to fulfill your ridiculous personal desires?"

Indra's voice was grand and majestic, carrying a sense of judgment.

Bai Yin stopped chopping.

He raised his head and looked at the emperor high above him through the light net.

Blood streamed down his forehead, blurring his vision and turning it blood red.

"Demon race?"

Bai Yin grinned and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

"The world?"

"ha……"

He laughed, a hoarse and unpleasant laugh, like a broken bellows being pulled.

"Indra, can't you understand demonic language?"

"I said, if everyone in this world dies, what does it have to do with me!"

"You want to save the world, that's your business. Don't try to steal my fox with your lofty ideals!"

Bai Yin suddenly straightened his back, and the remaining demon core in his body began to operate wildly.

A destructive aura erupted from his body.

He is burning his very essence.

He was burning the candle at both ends.

Even if it means death, we will take a piece of flesh from these people.

"madman."

Indra shook his head, the last trace of pity in his eyes vanishing.

"Since you wish to die, I will grant your wish."

"Main guns of the warships, form up."

"Target: Bai Yin."

The three warships trembled simultaneously, and the huge cannons at their bows flashed with a blinding white light.

Terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations were gathering, and the surrounding space began to distort and collapse.

This strike was enough to flatten a mountain.

Bai Yin felt the threat of death.

He didn't hide.

He couldn't escape it either.

He simply turned his head and glanced at the hole below that was sealed off by a barrier.

The barrier is still there.

She's still inside.

That's good.

Bai Yin turned around, gripped the broken sword in his hand, and assumed a charging stance in front of the impending beam of destruction.

come on.

Even if I die, I will still make a hole in the sky.

"put!"

Indra waved his hand.

boom!

Three thick beams of light pierced the heavens and earth, carrying a destructive force that instantly engulfed the tiny figure.

There were no screams.

There was only a dull thud.

Immediately afterwards, a cloud of blood mist exploded.

The figure with wildly dancing white hair held out in the beam of light for less than a breath before plummeting straight down like a bird with broken wings.

boom!

Bai Yin crashed heavily onto the boulder in front of the cave entrance.

The boulder was crushed.

He lay in the rubble, his body charred black, with a large hole in his chest through which you could even see his faintly beating heart.

The broken sword in his hand, with only the hilt remaining, was still gripped tightly in his hand.

He wanted to stand up.

But my body was no longer under my control.

He can't even move a single finger.

"cough……"

Baek In coughed up a mouthful of fragments of internal organs.

He strained his eyes to see the situation at the cave entrance.

Vision is blurred.

But he could sense that the barrier he had set up with all his might was dissipating.

That was maintained by his demonic power.

He was defeated, and the barrier naturally shattered.

"No……"

A faint sob escaped Bai Yin's throat.

Don't come out.

Don't go out.

run.

Run from the back of the mountain.

Don't let them see you.

He screamed frantically in his mind, but all he could spit out was blood and foam.

Indra slowly descended from the sky.

He looked at the mad tiger at his feet, which was on the verge of death, with a complicated expression.

Why bother?

Indra sighed.

"He ruined himself like this for a woman."

Is it worth it?

Bai Yin was too weak to answer.

He just stared intently at the cave entrance, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of white.

That's the hem of a garment.

It’s over.

Bai Yin closed his eyes in despair.

Indra also noticed the commotion at the cave entrance.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on the deep cave.

"Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox..."

"Finally showing up?"

He reached out and made a grabbing motion in the air.

A golden, spiritual hand materialized out of thin air and reached out to grab the cave entrance.

"Since you refuse to come out, then I will ask you to come out."

Just as that giant hand was about to touch the entrance of the hole.

A white shadow flashed by.

Incredibly fast.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy; it was purely the speed of the physical body.

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

The golden hand, imbued with the aura of an imperial dragon, was effortlessly shattered by a slender, fair hand.

The golden light shattered, turning into countless starlight points that dissipated into the air.

Indra's pupils suddenly contracted.

The people on the warship gasped in shock.

All that could be seen was the ruins, in front of the pile of rubble.

A woman dressed in white stood quietly.

She was barefoot, with a little mud on her ankles, and her long hair was casually draped behind her, with a few strands sticking to her cheeks.

That face was breathtakingly beautiful.

But at that moment, there was no expression on that face.

It was as cold as a block of ice that would never melt.

Su Xiaojiu.

She didn't look at Indra in the sky, nor at the powerful figures around her who were eyeing her covetously.

She simply turned around and squatted down.

Looking at the man lying in a pool of blood, his face unrecognizable.

Bai Yin sensed a familiar presence.

He struggled to open his eyes and saw that face so close to his; tears instantly mingled with blood and streamed down his face.

"run……"

He opened his mouth, making a silent mouth movement.

Su Xiaojiu didn't say anything.

She reached out and used her sleeve to wipe away the bloodstains from Bai Yin's face, bit by bit.

The movements were very light and slow.

It's like polishing a rare treasure.

"Does it hurt?"

She asked softly.

Bai Yin wanted to shake his head, but he couldn't move his neck.

He could only look at her, his eyes filled with pleading.

Please leave quickly.

Please leave me alone.

Su Xiaojiu understood his look.

She smiled.

That smile was faint, yet it made Bai Yin's heart clench suddenly.

"Fool."

Su Xiaojiu stood up.

She turned around to face the countless gods and Buddhas, and to face the arrogant demon emperor.

Her original lazy and casual demeanor has completely vanished.

Instead, there is an arrogance and domineering aura that originates from the depths of one's soul.

That was the majesty of a quasi-emperor who once stood high above the heavens, looking down upon all living beings.

Even if he has lost all his cultivation now.

Even if it's just a mortal body now.

But some things are ingrained in our bones.

Su Xiaojiu raised her head, and in her peach blossom eyes, there was now a bottomless abyss of coldness.

She spread her arms and stood in front of Bai Yin.

Her figure was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

But at this moment, in Bai Yin's blurred vision.

That figure was taller than any mountain in the world.

"Indra".

Su Xiaojiu spoke up.

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly traveled throughout the entire Yunmengze.

She did not use honorifics, nor did she show the slightest fear.

It's like calling out the name of a junior.

"You just asked him if it was worth it."

Su Xiaojiu took a step forward.

As this step was taken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

She raised her hand and pointed at the bloodied and mangled man behind her.

"I'll tell you now."

"Every wound on his body, every drop of blood he shed."

"You will all pay with your lives."

Indra frowned.

He looked at the woman who showed no signs of cultivation, and a chill inexplicably rose in his heart.

This feeling is absurd.

The other party was clearly just a weak woman, whom he could crush with a single finger.

But why...?

Do you experience this feeling of heart palpitations?

"Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox".

Emperor Shitian suppressed his unease and said in a deep voice.

"I have no intention of harming you. As long as you are willing to return to the palace with me and heal your master, I will guarantee that this tiger will not die."

"Treatment?"

Su Xiaojiu sneered.

"Take my heart's blood?"

"You think you're worthy?"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

That was the pillar of the demon race, a god in the hearts of all demons.

How dare this woman hurl such insults?

"presumptuous!"

One of the retainers roared, and his flying sword transformed into a streak of light, aiming straight for Su Xiaojiu's brow.

"You vixen, cease your arrogance!"

Baek In's eyes were bulging with tears.

He wanted to move, to try and block the sword.

But my body just wouldn't cooperate.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword pierced towards Su Xiaojiu.