"Who are you, daring to ruin my plans!"

Ling Xiewei spat out blood, his body flew backward, and crashed next to the blood pool. He looked disheveled and his aura was greatly weakened.

A bloody hole was pierced through his shoulder, causing excruciating pain and a constant gush of blood.

Ling Xiu snorted coldly and slowly walked towards him.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he spoke in an icy tone.

"You fiend, how dare you trespass into our Eastern Spirit Realm, infiltrate the Qingyun Kingdom to bewitch the Emperor and disrupt the court, and even use the lives of these children to help you cultivate demonic arts and break through your cultivation level! You deserve to die ten thousand times!"

Ling Xiewei's face was contorted in pain and struggle, his face shrouded in heavy demonic energy, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief.

"How do you know I'm not from the Eastern Spirit Region? Who are you? Why are you ruining my plans? You're definitely not a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, so how do you know my background?"

His mind was in turmoil, and he was calculating rapidly.

Logically speaking, the Qingyun Sect should never have been able to find out the truth of what happened back then, as the disciples stationed there were all silenced by him.

Moreover, this person did not seem to be seeking revenge; he clearly came specifically to sabotage my plans.

"You damned ant! No matter who you are, if you dare to offend me, I will never let you get away with it!"

"If I hadn't been wounded and fled here, with my cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, you wouldn't have been able to harm me in the slightest!"

Ling Xiewei was filled with remorse. He sensed a strong killing intent in Ling Xiu's eyes and knew that he was likely in grave danger today.

When he fled to the Eastern Spirit Region, he had no intention of infiltrating the imperial city to bewitch the emperor; he only took advantage of the emperor's father-in-law's position.

It was only because it made things easier for them and allowed them to secretly gather a large number of young boys and girls that they took the risk of setting up this operation.

Ling Xiu was also secretly shaken.

He hadn't expected that Ling Xiewei was actually a demonic cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, not just someone with the superficial Qi Refining Realm cultivation.

The perception of the Soul Control Technique is never wrong. The only explanation is that this person suffered a severe injury before, and his cultivation level dropped to the Qi Refining Realm, where he is now lying dormant.

Using his position as the emperor's father-in-law, he captures children and relies on blood sacrifices to quickly restore his cultivation and practice demonic arts.

No wonder he was able to refine a Ghost King at the late stage of the Condensation Realm and even set up a Profound-level restriction formation.

"What heinous crimes did the members of the Black Fiend Cult commit to warrant being hunted down and forced into exile by the sect?"

Ling Xiu temporarily suppressed his doubts; the most important thing right now was to kill this person on the spot.

His killing intent grew even fiercer. Taking advantage of the opponent's serious injury, he gave him no chance to catch his breath and immediately unleashed another sharp sword beam, determined to kill him with one blow!

Ling Xiewei's face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with fear and despair, and he suddenly roared in fury.

"Since you're determined to take my life, don't blame me for taking you down with me!"

With a deafening roar, his body surged with violent demonic energy, and the blood pool beneath him boiled violently. The overwhelming stench of blood filled the entire secret chamber, and the energy in the blood pool surged wildly, carrying a terrifying aura of destruction.

The demonic cultivator's body surged with violent power, and he had already gone mad. He originally intended to use the power of the blood pool to self-destruct, dragging Ling Xiu down with him.

"not good!"

Ling Xiu was startled. His own body, tempered by the Vajra Body Technique, was incredibly strong and might be able to withstand the fatal impact of the self-destruction, but the children huddled in the corner would definitely not escape death.

Without time to think, he was about to retreat quickly, using a top-grade defensive talisman to set up a magic array to protect himself and the children.

Ling Xiewei suddenly changed his mind, sensing a glimmer of hope.

"Hmph! Kid, you think I'm going to self-destruct? You're sorely mistaken!"

"I will use the power of the Blood Pool to forcibly break through my limits, instantly restore my cultivation, and slay you, my formidable enemy!"

Forcibly overdrawing his cultivation level comes at a great cost. After it's done, his cultivation level will most likely plummet to the early stage of Qi Refining, or even become a cripple. But at least he can save his life and kill Ling Xiu on the spot.

His brief surge in cultivation level was enough for him to take the initiative in the battle.

As soon as he finished speaking, he frantically devoured the violent energy in the blood pool, his aura surging wildly, briefly returning to the peak state of the Great Perfection of the True Condensation Realm. He had to take advantage of the limited time remaining in his cultivation to quickly and decisively kill Ling Xiu.

Ling Xiewei, shrouded in demonic energy, resembled a bloodthirsty demon, charging straight at Ling Xiu with overwhelming power.

His hands transformed into ancient demonic claws, and his face was covered with hideous demonic patterns, making him terrifying.

"Demon Slayer of Innocent Destruction!"

The demonic power unleashed its demonic domain, and countless demonic roars echoed in Ling Xiu's ears. Demonic claws tore through space, attacking from all directions.

Ling Xiu remained as steady as a rock, and instantly activated a powerful sword technique with the Blood Shadow Sword.

"A single sword strikes like drifting snow, transforming into countless blood-red swords, their sharpness unmatched!"

At the same time, a thick shield of light condensed around him.

"Break the Flame Shield!"

The light shield, like the rising sun at dawn, was enveloped in a myriad of rays of light, its defense as solid as a rock. At the tip of his left finger, the Demon-Sealing Arrow was ready to be unleashed; its penetrating power was enough to tear the heavens and earth apart, its trajectory unpredictable and treacherous, piercing straight through space.

Brush brush!

Thousands of blood swords instantly annihilated the overwhelming demonic attacks, and the pure righteous spiritual light that shattered the Flame Shield firmly resisted all the demonic light invasion.

The supreme-grade Demon-Sealing Arrow is specifically designed to attack the soul, demonstrating remarkable effectiveness in suppressing demonic cultivators.

Before Ling Xiewei could react, the Demon-Sealing Arrow pierced straight into his brow.

laugh!

Ling Xiewei let out an extremely shrill scream as thousands of blood swords simultaneously struck his body, instantly causing his skin to explode with countless bloody marks.

Excruciating pain swept over his soul. He clutched his head and rolled around frantically, his consciousness rapidly dissipating. Black blood gushed from his seven orifices, making him look utterly miserable.

He never imagined that even after briefly returning to the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm with the help of the Blood Pool, he was still no match for the young man before him.

hum!

The sound of a sword echoed throughout the secret chamber, and the sword light arrived in an instant.

Swish!

Ling Xiewei was still in excruciating pain and horror when a cold light flashed across his neck, and black blood gushed out.

His head flew into the air and rolled heavily to the ground.

Black, filthy blood splattered everywhere, a scene that sent chills down one's spine.

The headless body swayed twice before crashing heavily to the ground.

This scoundrel from the Black Fiend Cult has been completely annihilated and his life is no longer possible.

This man fled to the Eastern Spiritual Domain, hid in the imperial city of Qingyun Kingdom, and disguised himself as the emperor's father-in-law. He attempted to restore his cultivation and cultivate demonic arts by sacrificing children's blood, but ultimately met such a tragic end.

Ling Xiu's expression remained icy as he slowly let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had intervened in time to kill the demonic cultivator, saving the child in the corner from harm.

This battle also allowed Ling Xiu to understand the upper limit of his own strength.

It was more than enough to deal with cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Condensation Realm, but it still wouldn't stand a chance against experts at the Profound Realm. The Demon-Sealing Arrow played a crucial role in successfully killing Ling Xiewei this time.

Without further hesitation, he darted to the corpse and began looting the spoils.

"Hmm? A Qiankun Ring?"

Ling Xiu searched around but couldn't find the Qiankun bag. Instead, he discovered a Qiankun ring on the other person's finger.

"It's a good item, far superior in quality to the Qiankun Bag."

The Qiankun Ring is not only convenient to wear and carry, but its internal storage space is also much larger than that of the Qiankun Bag.

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