"You! What are you talking about?!"
Hong Zhaoyang was struck like by lightning and stood rooted to the spot. Then, like a madwoman, she staggered over to the cultivator. Disregarding the lingering demonic qi on him, she tightly grabbed the cultivator and shrieked.
"Speak clearly! What happened to the Qingyun Sword Sect!"
The cultivator was severely injured. Black blood kept spurting from his mouth, and his face seemed to be covered with a layer of black qi.
His pupils were already dilated, but he still mustered all his strength to finish his words: "The seal of the Demon Abyss... has been broken... The demonic creatures almost swept across the entire... Nine Wastelands Continent overnight..."
"We scattered cultivators... went to various... sects for help..."
"I was among the first batch... to reach the Qingyun... Sword Sect... I saw with my own eyes... the elders in charge of reception being... devoured by the demonic creatures..."
"Before we could even step into the mountain gate... I saw with my own eyes... the Qingyun Sword Sect and the entire mountain gate... reduced to rubble..."
"If you go back... you won't see anything either..."
"Senior Hong Die... was looking for you until the last moment..."
"Quick... run!!"
After saying the last word, the cultivator trembled and pointed at the jade pendant on Hong Zhaoyang's waist that represented her identity, then lost his breath. He lay on the ground with his eyes wide open, filled with unwillingness...
Hong Zhaoyang shook her head, unable to believe what the cultivator had said. She just desperately shook the cultivator's corpse: "Don't sleep! Tell me clearly. It's impossible. How could this be possible!!"
But no matter what Hong Zhaoyang did, the cultivator could no longer give her any response.
"No... it can't be..."
"Mother! Mother!"
Hong Zhaoyang let out heart - rending cries. The shrill screams caught Shen Qing's attention, who was still in the fight.
Shen Qing felt a sense of unease, but the continuous stream of demonic creatures were charging at them one after another, preventing Shen Qing from getting away for a moment.
The previous move, Glacier Descent, had consumed a large amount of her spiritual energy. Although the dragon bone helped her recover spiritual energy faster, it was still a drop in the bucket.
Xueling only had three prayer beads left that were still attacking the demonic creatures. The rest of the prayer beads had been taken back by him. Controlling all the prayer beads at the same time required not only great concentration but also a large amount of spiritual energy. Without pills, Xueling was starting to struggle.
His originally snow - white cassock was now stained with blood. Due to the erosion of the demonic qi, the cassock was tattered, and he no longer looked like the high - ranking monk on the peak of the snow - capped mountain.
"Shen Qing, I can't hold on much longer. These demonic creatures keep coming one after another. We can never finish fighting them. We have to find a way to retreat!"
Xueling shouted loudly. Hearing this, Shen Qing immediately replied: "After you finish off this batch in front of you, go and take Li Xian and Zhaoyang with you!"
"I'll carve out a way for you to escape!"
Xueling immediately raised his hand. The three golden - shining prayer beads rolled over like wheels, crushing the demonic creatures beneath them.
But some smart demonic beasts had already seen through Xueling's attack pattern and quickly jumped out of the way. Seeing the prayer beads gradually shrinking, they sneered at Xueling as if in provocation.
Although Xueling was angry, he could only retreat behind Shen Qing. He quickly ran to Li Xian's side and carried Li Xian on his back.
Then he searched for a long time before he found Hong Zhaoyang crying beside a corpse. Frowning, he said, "What are you doing! We're retreating. Hurry up and come with me!"
Hong Zhaoyang flung Xueling's hand away. Crying, she shouted, "Leave? Where to go?!"
"The Qingyun Sword Sect is finished, and the Nine Wastelands Continent is also going to be finished. Mother is gone. I don't want to live anymore. Just let me stay here..."
Xueling frowned. "What are you talking nonsense about? We should first..."
"I'm not talking nonsense!" Hong Zhaoyang said with tears in her eyes and a indignant expression. Pointing at the demonic creatures, she said, "It's all them! They killed my mother! They destroyed my sect!"
"I'm going to avenge them!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Hong Zhaoyang leaped up with her sword and rushed into the horde of demonic beasts, slashing at the demonic creatures like a madwoman.
But she had lost all her senses, and her strength was only half of her usual level. Half of her attacks were nimbly dodged by the demonic creatures.
Xueling was a bit flustered by Hong Zhaoyang's words. His mind wandered for a moment. When he came to his senses, he saw Hong Zhaoyang in the horde of demonic beasts. He felt as if his breath had stopped.
"Hong Zhaoyang! You crazy woman! Get back here now!!"
Xueling shouted at Hong Zhaoyang. Seeing the demonic creatures around her teasing Hong Zhaoyang like they were playing with their prey, Xueling's heart skipped a couple of beats. He had no choice but to take out another prayer bead to help Hong Zhaoyang.
But at this time, Xueling's spiritual energy in his body was almost depleted, and his meridians were starting to throb with pain. If this continued, his meridians would be damaged!
But if Xueling were to abandon Hong Zhaoyang, he couldn't do it.
Hong Zhaoyang's state must have been because she heard something from someone and thought that the Qingyun Sword Sect had been destroyed. She instantly lost her mind. But no matter what, Xueling still believed in seeing is believing. If he didn't see it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that the Qingyun Sword Sect was gone!
"Hong Zhaoyang, can you please wake up! Don't just believe what others say. We're going to the Qingyun Sword Sect right now. Don't you want to see with your own eyes whether your mother is okay or not?!"
"See with my own eyes?"
Hong Zhaoyang stopped her actions blankly. But just for this moment of distraction, the surrounding demonic beasts seized the opportunity. They all stretched out their claws and bared their sharp teeth, pouncing on Hong Zhaoyang.
Xueling's eyes were bloodshot. The prayer bead in his hand was too late to save Hong Zhaoyang.
Just as Hong Zhaoyang was about to be torn apart by the demonic beasts, a white - cold qi swept over. All the demonic beasts around Hong Zhaoyang were frozen into ice sculptures by this cold qi.
The next moment, Hong Zhaoyang landed in Shen Qing's arms.
Shen Qing lowered her head, with a look of confusion in her eyes: "What's wrong with you?"
Feeling the warmth from Shen Qing, the emotions that Hong Zhaoyang had been holding back for a long time seemed to find an outlet. In front of a familiar person, Hong Zhaoyang dared to show her vulnerable side.
Seeing Hong Zhaoyang crying so hard that she couldn't catch her breath, Shen Qing didn't ask any more questions. After freezing all the surrounding demonic beasts, she led Xueling and the others onto the back of Wu Wang, who had transformed into a giant dragon, and quickly rushed into the clouds, getting away from the demonic beasts on the ground.
But the sky was not completely safe either. Some winged creatures had been eroded by the demonic qi and turned into demonic beasts, and they could also fly above the clouds.
So Shen Qing had no choice but to ask Wu Wang to fly as high as possible.
Wu Wang's spiritual energy was also severely depleted. Now that it was carrying Shen Qing and the others, its speed was extremely slow.
Shen Qing checked Li Xian's condition. Seeing that Li Xian's condition was relatively stable, she felt relieved.
Hong Zhaoyang buried herself in the fur behind Wu Wang's neck and cried non - stop, which made Xueling extremely annoyed. He kept rubbing his bald head.
Shen Qing walked over to Hong Zhaoyang and sat down wearily. She said, "What's wrong with you? Just now you didn't even care about your own life."
Hong Zhaoyang raised her head and desperately told the news she had just heard.
When Shen Qing heard that the Qingyun Sword Sect had been reduced to rubble, she said in disbelief: "What did you say?"