Shen Qing clutched her chest and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
When the blood curse was broken just now, all four of them had been injured by the backlash of the blood curse. There was a surge of energy rampaging through their bodies.
Shen Qing was more highly cultivated, so her injury was not as serious. She managed to recover after spitting out a mouthful of blood. However, the other three were not so lucky.
Hong Chaoyang collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up. After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Xue Ling almost fainted. But as soon as he turned his head and saw Hong Chaoyang in a bad state, he bit his tongue and quickly went to her side to channel his spiritual power to heal her.
As for Li Xian, he had exhausted too much energy and had already fallen unconscious on the ground.
Seeing Li Xian lying on the ground, Shen Qing's heart was filled with panic. She stumbled towards him.
After taking two steps, Shen Qing fell heavily to the ground due to weakness. Her hand scraped across the gravel on the ground, and her forearm and palm immediately became bloody and mangled.
The pain made Shen Qing's face turn pale instantly, but she didn't care about it anymore. She got up awkwardly and rushed towards Li Xian.
There was blood oozing from the corner of Li Xian's mouth. His eyes were tightly closed, his breathing was sometimes rapid and sometimes slow, his two sword-shaped eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his face was full of pain.
Shen Qing knelt down beside Li Xian. She wanted to touch him, but she was afraid of hurting him again, so she withdrew her hand. She only anxiously called out, "Li Xian!"
Shen Qing's voice trembled. Even in a coma, Li Xian seemed to sense something and showed a slight reaction. He moved his hand, but still didn't wake up.
Shen Qing channeled a wisp of weak spiritual power into Li Xian's body. To her surprise, she found that there were multiple wounds inside Li Xian's body. The external wounds from the thunder tribulation had not healed yet, and he had also suffered serious internal injuries due to the backlash of the blood curse.
If he didn't receive timely treatment, his foundation of cultivation might be damaged!
If his foundation of cultivation was damaged, and since Li Xian didn't have a spiritual bone, his cultivation career would be over, and he would become a useless person. How could a proud person like Li Xian accept this?
Shen Qing regretted deeply in her heart. She shouldn't have taken the Rejuvenation Pill just now!
The only thing to do now was to quickly take Li Xian back to the Five - Element Dao Sect for treatment.
Shen Qing put her hand on her storage bag, only to find that all the teleportation talismans had been used up.
She quickly turned around and shouted in the direction of Xue Ling and Hong Chaoyang, "Who of you still has a teleportation talisman? Li Xian is seriously injured. We need to return to the sect immediately for treatment!!"
By this time, Hong Chaoyang had recovered. Hearing this, the two of them immediately rummaged through their storage bags.
However, the result was disappointing. All the teleportation talismans had been used up.
Xue Ling told Hong Chaoyang to sit cross - legged and adjust her breath. He himself walked quickly over to check on Li Xian's condition. He found that, as Shen Qing had said, if Li Xian didn't receive treatment soon, he might not make it.
"We can still make it back to the sect in time!"
Xue Ling carried Li Xian on his back, and Shen Qing and Hong Chaoyang quickly followed.
As long as they passed through the mist, they could return to the Nine Desolate Continent.
But when the three of them looked around, they found that the originally pure - white mist had turned a faint pink. The pink mist was hazy. It looked beautiful but also strange.
Almost instantly, Shen Qing sensed something was wrong. She held her sword in front of Xue Ling and Hong Chaoyang.
Hong Chaoyang clutched her chest. The oppressive feeling from the heavy blow on her chest had not completely disappeared. "Why has the mist changed color, Shen Qing? Could it be that the blood curse hasn't been completely lifted?"
Shen Qing shook her head. She was on high alert, and her face looked grim.
There was a faint smell of blood in the mist, but it didn't smell like the blood of the Nether White Wolf just now.
The smell of blood in the mist was clearly that of a human!
Shen Qing protected the three of them and took a step back. She vigilantly looked around. "This is blood mist. Get ready, everyone. If I'm not mistaken, there should be something waiting for us on the other side of the mist."
Hong Chaoyang and Xue Ling's expressions changed. They both looked solemn.
When the mist absorbed the blood scattered in the air, it would turn into red blood mist. The redder the mist, the closer it was to a pile of dead bodies.
The mist on the divine platform was imbued with spatial magic. It was not an ordinary thing. Even the mist with spiritual power had turned pink. Something terrible must have happened on Kunlun Mountain...
Hong Chaoyang took a deep breath. She fastened her soft whip to her waist and tightly held her sword in her hand. At the same time, she intentionally protected Li Xian on Xue Ling's back.
Xue Ling used one hand to hold Li Xian so that he wouldn't slip off his back, and held a rosary in the other hand. He assumed a posture ready for battle.
Just as the three of them were getting ready, Shen Qing keenly heard the roar of a beast in the distance.
The mist gradually became thinner, and even Xue Ling and Hong Chaoyang could smell the stench of blood.
But before the mist had completely dissipated, the three of them saw several black shadows approaching at a very fast speed and pouncing towards them.
Shen Qing, who was standing at the front, immediately felt a strong aura of demonic energy.
She raised her sword and waved it a few times. Several sword qi with golden light roared out of the sword and directly cut the pouncing black shadows in half.
The sword qi also dispersed the surrounding mist, allowing the three of them to see the scene in front of them...
Hong Chaoyang's legs went weak, and she almost fell. She almost dropped the sword in her hand.
Xue Ling's eyes widened. His pupils were trembling, and he almost crushed the rosary in his palm.
An ugly demonic beast opened its blood - filled mouth and roared as it pounced towards Shen Qing.
But Shen Qing just stood there in a daze, completely forgetting to react.
At this critical moment, Hong Chaoyang forgot her fear. She rushed forward with her sword and engaged in a fight with the demonic beast.
Xue Ling was carrying Li Xian on his back and couldn't join the fight. He just shouted loudly, "Shen Qing! What are you doing! Standing there motionless. Do you want to die?"
Shen Qing suddenly came to her senses, as if waking up from a dream. She mechanically picked up her sword and, with just one move, defeated the demonic beast that was fighting with Hong Chaoyang.
Hong Chaoyang's body was covered in the blood of the demonic beast, which was sizzling with black gas.
She quickly took off her outer robe to avoid being eroded by the demonic energy. Fear welled up in her heart belatedly. She quickly returned to Shen Qing's side. As she walked, Hong Chaoyang felt that her legs were weak.
"Shen Qing, you were right. Something's wrong with the Nine Desolate Continent..."
Shen Qing's hands and feet were numb, and her whole body was terribly cold. The scene in front of her shattered the last bit of her rationality.
All around the divine platform, the ground was littered with the corpses of demonic beasts and cultivators. Limbs were everywhere. The originally smooth stone slabs were sticky with thick blood, mixed with broken bones and flesh.
The demonic beasts were reveling on the corpses of the cultivators, biting them wantonly and roaring.
No wonder the mist had turned pink. It was because Kunlun Mountain was full of dead bodies!
Shen Qing's ears were buzzing. The temporary deafness caused by the tinnitus made Shen Qing unable to hear a single word Hong Chaoyang said.
She remembered her previous life. She had been wrongly accused of stealing the most precious treasure of the Demon Realm. Ji Chongming had led the demon soldiers and demonic beasts to the Nine Desolate Continent, and because of this, she had ended up dying a miserable death.
And from that moment on, the Nine Desolate Continent had become a living hell.
Could it be that after all her efforts, she still couldn't escape this fate?!