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

For a moment, Shi Yinghan almost thought something had happened to Ning Yue.

But then a girl covered in flames rolled out of the cage.

—It is Si Tang.

Shi Yinghan paused in her tracks.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't extinguish the flames on Si Tang's body.

It was rolling on the ground, with black demonic energy surging outwards.

But the fire on his body couldn't be extinguished in the slightest.

Despite the excruciating pain and the burning sensation on her skin, Si Tang held her breath and angrily exclaimed, "You actually have a fire elemental root?!"

Seeing her pitiful state, Ning Yue said, "You can't rely on just one method when fighting you, otherwise you won't win, right?"

Si Tang had no idea whether those words were a compliment or an insult.

I didn't feel happy at all!

Although Ning Yue's cultivation level was raised to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage by Xiao Cao, his combat experience was no match for Si Tang's.

The only way is to fight them head-on with magic.

Si Tang has the face of a ten-year-old child, but his strength has reached this level—

It must be at least several hundred years old.

Ning Yue's practical experience is not as rich as Si Tang's.

Only with the help of Xiaohua's defensive barrier and Xiaocao's improved cultivation level was it possible to barely defeat Sitang.

It is evident that the twelve seats of the Demon Clan are indeed terrifyingly powerful.

The eight people on the Heavenly Ranking were only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, so it was expected that they would be killed by Si Tang and Si Jin.

Ning Yue let out a heavy sigh.

I am incredibly grateful to have Little Flower and Little Grass by my side, and I have also learned various ancient spells.

Otherwise, even if her abilities improve, she might not be able to harm Si Tang.

This group of people will likely die in the Demon Cave, just like the eight people on the Heavenly Ranking.

The flames on Si Tang's body had not yet gone out, but she seemed to have no strength left to struggle, and her gaze gradually drooped.

The exposed skin is covered with tiny red dots.

Ning Yue looked at him strangely.

She remembered that when Si Jin was hit by her, a similar small red dot appeared.

Is this how all demons become when they get injured?

Ning Yue composed himself.

He stretched out his hand, and tens of thousands of ice crystal arrows appeared behind him, intending to deliver the final blow to Si Tang and let her die a quick death.

Sudden--

Ning Yue felt a sudden, indescribable pain in his consciousness, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

This was the first time she had ever experienced such pain!

There was no time to think.

Ning Yue's limbs suddenly went limp as if losing all their strength, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her hands were too weak to support her weight, and she collapsed to her knees with a thud, her vision blurring.

He couldn't see anything clearly, yet the stinging pain in his consciousness relentlessly swept over him—

Several senior brothers and sisters saw Ning Yue's condition and immediately ran over to her.

at the same time……

Si Tang suddenly seemed dazed, staring blankly at the bloodstains at the corner of Ning Yue's mouth.

He opened his mouth unconsciously.

He stared at Ning Yue with fascination.

not good!

Shi Yinghan immediately realized—

Judging from this, she's going to eat her junior sister!

He picked up his sword and accelerated wildly, his figure almost becoming a blur.

"It smells so good..." Si Tang's fingernails scratched at Ning Yue.

Ning Yue frowned, but was completely powerless to resist.

Even the severely injured Si Tang was no match for Shi Yinghan.

Shi Yinghan watched helplessly as Si Tang bared her sharp teeth and lunged at Ning Yue's neck—

Xiao Hua snorted, "What's there to be afraid of with me here? Who can eat her?"

Xiao Cao stroked Ning Yue's forehead: "...The side effects of excessively overdrawing one's power."

Just as Si Tang was about to meet Ning Yue.

There wasn't even a small flower barrier.

A strange black figure suddenly appeared behind Si Tang.

He arrived at Ning Yue's side even faster than Shi Yinghan!

A sharp black blade appeared in his gray hand.

He suddenly pierced through Si Tang from behind!

Si Tang's eyes widened, and the look of intense infatuation finally disappeared.

She turned to look at Si Jin in disbelief: "Si Jin! What are you doing...!"

Si Jinli deftly drew the knife.

Si Tang collapsed, completely drained of strength.

She had already been injured by Ning Yue, and now Si Jin had slashed her with a fatal blow.

Si Jin injured her with his natal magic weapon, a wound that demons cannot heal!

Desperate!

"Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle..."

Blood suddenly welled up in Si Tang's throat, making it impossible for her to speak.

All I can do is glare at him!

Si Jin slowly leaned closer to her ear, his voice strange and confusing.

"Did my sister notice how fragrant she is too?... But she can only be mine..."

"...I can only eat him/her."

A red light flashed in Si Jin's eyes.

Si Tang stared intently at Si Jin with resentment, a flash of red light passing through her eyes...

She closed her eyes.

Yang Fei stared at Si Jin: "What's going on?! Isn't this his sister? He killed his own sister?"

Shi Yinghan also couldn't understand Si Jin.

But there's no time to think about it now.

He rushed to Ning Yue's side and picked her up.

Ning Yue's brows were furrowed tightly, as if he were going through something very painful.

Although the reason is unknown, he must have been injured in the fight with Si Tang.

Shi Yinghan immediately took out a high-grade pill and fed it to Ning Yue.

Little Flower, propping up her leaves, looked somewhat helpless: "How can I tell them that Ning Yue's divine sense was injured?"

Seeing that Ning Yue did not react, Gong Zhi took out a healing artifact and spent a long time healing her.

But Ning Yue still frowned, her face pale, and her eyes closed.

The group used almost everything they could on Ning Yue.

But Ning Yue didn't react at all.

"No!" Shi Yinghan immediately picked up Ning Yue.

"Go back to the sect. There are only low-level demons left here, so they won't pose any danger."

Gong Zhi immediately took out his flying artifact.

"Too late..." came a cold yet childlike voice.

Si Jin looked at Ning Yue: "She suddenly improved her cultivation level, and her spiritual consciousness was severely injured. Before she can return, her sea of ​​consciousness will be destroyed."

The sea of ​​consciousness is destroyed!?

The group of people were all taken aback.

Once the sea of ​​consciousness is destroyed, cultivation becomes irrelevant, and one can only remain an ordinary person for the rest of their life.

If you're unlucky, you might even become a disabled person unable to take care of yourself!

It's really too late!

It will take at least three days to return to the sect from the Demon Cave, and Junior Sister definitely won't be able to wait that long.

"Junior Sister recklessly raised her cultivation level to save us..." Song Yishi looked down at Ning Yue.

"What should we do...? Is there any faster flying artifact that can get us back to the sect quickly?"

Her usual listless expression vanished, and she asked Gong Zhi with an excited look.

Gong Zhi lowered his hand and said weakly, "...Flying magical artifacts are already the fastest."

Upon hearing this—

Lu Qingyan thought of something.

He immediately took out his bamboo flute and played a soothing melody for Ning Yue.

Ning Yue's brows weren't furrowed as tightly anymore.

But his face remained deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Lu Qingyan frowned: "This calming melody is too difficult. I only know one chapter of it. I'll try to buy some time and get my junior sister back to the sect quickly."

Even if that's too late, it's always good to gain more time.

Shi Yinghan held Ning Yue without saying a word, his expression cold and solemn.

Suddenly, he stretched out a hand, pointing it at Si Jin with a sword, and coldly questioned, "—Do you have a way?"