After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

The bone-chilling cold and scorching heat mingled together, giving me a direct experience of both ice and fire.

The area was instantly frozen solid. Ning Yue frowned and continued searching for any trace of the Second Seat.

...Is he/she dead?

As the dust settled, the wounded Second Seat stood in place.

—He's still alive!

The second seatman raised his hand and glanced at the gruesome wound on his wrist.

He sneered, his gaze locking onto Lu Qingyan with extreme precision, and said in a chilling tone, each word distinct and cold.

"He's got some skills."

Ning Yue's heart sank.

It can only be said that he truly deserves the title of Second Seat; even with everyone's cultivation level increased and they unleashing their full power—

The other party is still alive.

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through Ning Yue's temples. He clenched his fists and looked at her warily.

In that case, the only thing that can currently harm the Second Seat again is his own Blood Control Technique.

Ning Yue used it too many times in a short period of time, and her body couldn't take it anymore.

Moreover... given her current level of mastery of Blood Control Technique, she wouldn't be able to inflict a fatal injury on the Second Seat.

At most, they cut off two arms.

Losing both arms won't be fatal, but who knows what the second seat might do in a desperate attempt to sabotage the situation?

Duan Huailin, being by Lu Qingyan's side, was very prescient, having set up a maze around her long ago.

In this way, if the second seat attacks Lu Qingyan, they will be the first to enter the maze.

This way, we can buy some time for a short period of time.

Sure enough, the second seat's beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and his expression was so ferocious that his face was almost distorted.

His figure moved strangely, so fast that he moved behind Lu Qingyan before anyone could see him clearly.

Lu Qingyan felt an unusually cold aura coming from behind her—

Duan Huailin's maze activated automatically, and in the blink of an eye, the second seat disappeared into the maze.

Yang Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "The second seat is too fast. We have no chance of winning if we keep playing like this."

Shi Yinghan frowned: "Do your best. If it really doesn't work... take this opportunity to escape. I have a way."

"What can we do?" Yang Fei looked at Shi Yinghan uncertainly.

"...Self-destruct." Ning Yue said directly, raising his eyelids to look at Shi Yinghan, "Besides self-destruction, what other options do you have?"

Shi Yinghan paused for a moment, then lowered her head.

Indeed, the only option he could think of was self-destruction; there was no other way.

After all, with his current Golden Core cultivation level, self-destruction still has some power.

If they're lucky, they might actually be able to kill the second seat.

"This is the last resort," Shi Yinghan said without hiding anything.

"That's not the way to go in the end." Ning Yue frowned and refused him. "I can't let you self-destruct. You should give up this idea as soon as possible."

"Hmph, a mere trick." A sudden voice rang out.

The second seat actually emerged from the maze!

The group had just breathed a sigh of relief, but then they gasped again.

Duan Huailin already knew that his maze might not last long.

But I didn't expect her to come out so quickly.

Ning Yue continuously activated the Blood Control Technique, and just as the Second Seat's hand was about to pierce Lu Qingyan's throat, both of his arms exploded simultaneously!

Blood mist exploded all over the ground.

A sharp pain suddenly shot through Ning Yue, and he felt all his strength drain away. His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

"Junior Sister—!" Shi Yinghan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he stepped forward to catch Ning Yue's body.

Ning Yue casually wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. The strain was so intense that his internal organs ached, and he almost felt like his body wasn't even his own anymore.

The second seatman stared blankly at his bleeding arms.

To be precise, it could no longer be considered an arm; only some blurry chunks of flesh were visible, while the rest of the body was covered in large splatters of blood on the ground.

Blood was still gushing from the severed limb, but the demons' self-healing ability was terrifying; the bleeding had already stopped slightly.

Ning Yue swallowed a mouthful of blood and forced a smile, saying, "I've barely managed to control her. Kill her quickly, or you'll miss your chance!"

Shi Yinghan and the others looked at Ning Yue with worry and anxiety.

They had already suspected that Junior Sister might have severed the First Seat's arm when they escaped from the Fusang Sect.

The fact that the second seat was held by the arm of the person in charge just confirms this once again.

But this method seems to be very time-consuming.

The junior sister looked very unwell, completely lacking her previous spirit.

After settling Ning Yue in, Shi Yinghan's eyes flashed with fierce anger as she used all her strength to attack the second seat.

"Go to hell! All of you die!" The second seat erupted in a bloodcurdling scream.

"Give me back my hand!!!"

The surrounding demonic energy surged, and some Earth-rank demons were instantly transformed into demonic energy and absorbed into her body under the influence of her demonic energy.

The surging demonic energy was terrifying. Ning Yue seized the time to repair his body, grabbing the medicine and stuffing it into his mouth.

At a time like this, she absolutely cannot collapse due to physical strain!

Blue sword shadows flashed rapidly amidst the surging demonic energy, and the sounds of swords rubbing against and piercing flesh rang out.

Ying Yan followed closely behind, his figure rushing into the demonic energy without hesitation.

Yang Fei was overwhelmed by summoning three spirit beasts at the same time, almost ignoring everything else.

Junior Sister has now directly taken away the Second Seat's two hands, which is equivalent to cutting off more than half of her combat power.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! How could we possibly miss it!

Everyone was fighting tooth and nail for the second seat, completely disregarding their own interests.

Ning Yue struggled to his feet, making sure he could move freely, and rushed forward without wasting a moment.

The second seat was consumed by rage and lost his reason for a moment, completely unable to distinguish friend from foe.

Even as Shi Yinghan and the others fought desperately, they could sense faint signs of a breakthrough in their cultivation levels.

Faced with such an attack, the second seat holder was naturally powerless to do anything about it.

Soon he collapsed to the ground, looking utterly miserable.

She lost both arms, and her once charming and beautiful face turned ashen.

With lifeless eyes, he scanned the people in front of him one by one.

He muttered, "...Go to hell."

Shi Yinghan and the others were not in good spirits either; their clothes were covered in bloodstains, and they were covered in dust and dirt.

Ning Yue was exhausted and sat down directly on the ground.

Shi Yinghan immediately channeled spiritual energy into Ning Yue and anxiously asked, "Junior Sister, are you alright?"

Ning Yue could sense the weakness of his spiritual power, which was not as strong as when he was healing, and knew that he was also struggling to hold on.

He waved his hand weakly and pointed to the second seat, saying, "...I'm out of strength to give her the final blow."

Without hesitation, Ying Yan raised his sword and plunged it into the other man's heart, then suddenly twisted his wrist.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and the Second Seat's eyes were fixed intently on him.

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In her last second before she died, she heard a sneer.

"...You look really pathetic," a voice teased, as if watching a good show.

The second seat exerted all its strength, slightly curving the corners of its mouth, its eyes fixed on Ning Yue.

He's here...

You're in for a treat.

……

"...You look really pathetic," a voice teased, as if watching a good show.

This sneer startled everyone present.

Ning Yue dragged himself to his feet and looked up—

Countless demons descended from the sky, so densely packed that they almost merged into a large black cloud.

Amidst the overwhelming demonic energy, a demon who appeared to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old suddenly appeared.

He walked slowly over from afar, looking at Ning Yue and the others with great interest.

The second seat's corpse lay broken to one side, and the demon boy gently stepped on it.

With a forceful crushing motion, the corpse instantly turned into black powder and dissipated into the air.

The demon youth shook his robes, as if somewhat disgusted, and looked up to introduce himself.

"The fourth seat of the Demon Clan, Si Zhi."

Yang Fei was too exhausted to even get up, so he leaned against Lan Yan and looked at Si Zhi.

"One after another, it's never going to end."

After the battle with the Second Seat, there was practically no one left here with any energy.

Even Ning Yue.

Although Ning Yue was the strongest here, he also contributed the most, pushing his body to its limits by using the Blood Control Technique twice.

Si Zhi slightly raised the corners of his lips: "It's hard to imagine that the second seat was taken down by trash like you."

He raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike, sending an invisible surge of demonic energy crashing against the defensive barrier.

In an instant, a hideous crack appeared, followed by a crisp cracking sound.

The formation has been broken!

Ning Yue and the others were truly taken aback; it had actually been broken just like that...?

Si Zhi rotated his wrist, and his eyes darkened in an instant.

"Let's go have a good meal and enjoy ourselves."

In an instant, countless demons surged in, and screams of agony suddenly rang out.

The screams were so horrific they almost tore their throats apart; scattered limbs and flesh; blood everywhere.

"Go save them—!" Ning Yue, holding his breath, rushed in without a second thought.

Duan Huailin began to set up the formation again, his hands trembling so much that he could barely hold the materials.

Jiang Yishen couldn't attend to so many demons, so he stood around Duan Huailin to protect him.

Everyone else rushed in at once.

Si Zhi smiled slightly and simply raised his hand.

Black demonic energy surged out, nimbly reaching into the shattered barrier and easily binding the hands and feet of the group.

The pulling force propelled his body outwards, the demonic energy binding his hands and feet tightly, and his back slammed against the wall.

Ning Yue suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, several loud banging sounds suddenly came from the side.

Shi Yinghan and the others were also pulled back at the same time and slammed against the wall!

The demonic energy was tightly embedded in the wall behind them, binding the group firmly.

Ning Yue gritted her teeth, staring intently at Si Zhi: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you want?" Si Zhi seemed to find the question utterly ridiculous. "Can't you tell?"

"Of course, it's about letting you watch these people get eaten."

Shi Yinghan's forehead veins bulged, and his eyes were bloodshot: "What exactly is your purpose?!"

Si Zhi squinted his eyes with enjoyment: "Seeing your expressions of pain and helplessness right now is my greatest pleasure."

Yang Fei clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the wall behind him: "Are you crazy?!"

Si Zhi squinted smugly at the hellish scene beside him, his expression unchanged.

Ning Yue saw the old woman who had given them porridge and struggled to run forward, trembling.

The kind expression on his face was replaced by fear. He moved his legs, which were no longer flexible, helplessly, when a demon behind him suddenly bit through his throat.

Her eyes were bulging out of their sockets from the pain, but her gaze remained fixed on Ning Yue. Unable to make a sound, she could only move her lips incessantly.

"...Run, run fast!"

Ning Yue bit her lip hard, a metallic taste filling her mouth, and a line of bright red blood trickled down the corner of her lips.

The anger in her heart grew higher and higher. She stared at Si Zhi's smug and satisfied face, turned her head, and wiped the bloodstains off the fabric on her shoulder.

I'll kill you!

Suddenly, Ning Yue felt a strange movement in her ankle. She was startled and looked down.

She saw the little boy she had saved earlier, and the little girl who wanted to thank Ying Yan, standing beside her.

The two of them, one on each side, kept tearing at the demonic energy on Ning Yue's ankles, so hard that the veins on their faces were showing.

It's hard to imagine how the two of them managed to escape so many demons and get to their side.

But demonic energy is something that two ordinary children like them can't possibly tear apart.

Ning Yue swallowed the metallic taste in his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "Get out of here! What are you still doing here if you don't take this opportunity to run away?!"

"We can't let this happen!" the little boy cried anxiously. "We can't let that monster eat you like this! Wait a minute, it'll be quick!"

The child's meager strength was no threat to the tightly bound demonic energy; in fact, it was laughably weak.

The little girl, of course, was equally determined, using just as much strength as the little boy.

"It's just a bit harder, nothing's impossible to tear off!"

Her fingers even peeled from the force she exerted, and with her efforts, the demonic energy was actually torn apart by her bare hands.

Ning Yue swung his legs, desperately trying to shake them off: "You can't do it! If you don't leave now, you'll die! Do you want to be fed for nothing?!"

The little boy wasn't afraid at all and said it with complete understanding.

"I can't escape." He seemed nonchalant, but his shoulders trembled slightly as he tried to keep his voice steady.

"...Demons are everywhere. There is not a single place in the entire lower realm that is not inhabited by demons. No matter where I run, I will be eaten sooner or later."

"It's better to stay here with everyone."

"If we're lucky, I might be able to help you escape from here before I die."

Ning Yue was stunned for a moment, speechless.

Soon, one figure after another emerged from the thick demonic aura, their bodies soaked in blood.

Some of them were even missing limbs, yet they still staggered towards Ning Yue and the others.

People kept coming to pull away the demonic energy binding their hands and feet.

Those with hands use their hands, those without hands use their mouths to bite. ...

Shi Yinghan looked at these people in disbelief.

They were covered in blood, their bodies raw and bleeding, yet they wanted to help them.

A young-looking man smiled and spoke, but he had lost an arm and his lips were bleeding from excessive biting.

"Everyone, give it your all. We're not going to escape anyway, but these young people have to get out."

Last time, when no one came to help, they were the ones who saved us, allowing us to get a few more days of sunshine!

An old but still loud voice came from behind.

"Do you even need to tell me? Even though I'm old, my teeth are still in good shape!" He spat out a tooth and laughed.

"Look, even this rock-hard thing has a hole in it, right?"