At this moment, the Chosen One of the Demon Sect was truly infuriated. Across the entire Demonic Dao Sects, who dared treat her, Yunmo Yue, the treasured jewel of the Demon Sword Sect Leader, in this way? When had she ever received such âtreatmentâ?
Yunmo Yue, finally coming to her senses, was so furious her chest heaved uncontrollably, as if a breath was stuck in her heart; ultimately she could only be âfuriously trembling with coldâ, her delicate white teeth grinding loudly, angrily spitting out four words: "Despicable, shameless!"
"Taking advantage of my illness to kill meâhow is that not despicable and shameless? I just want to survive, but Ye said I would keep my word, and in the future, I will surely wage a deadly battle with you."
"In the future? You, Ye, dare to deceive me?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xiaofan no longer responded. Although he resorted to this last-ditch tactic in haste back then, ultimately, it was indeed his fault.
Seeing the other party remain silent, Yunmo Yue became even more enraged, abruptly launching a more terrifying attack.
Boomâ!!!
In an instant, the whole void was trembling, astonishing the countless Demonic Cultivators below beyond measure, while Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen wore wry smiles, and worked even harder âas Blood Slaves.â
Yet this scene, falling upon the eyes and ears of the Wang Yang Demonic Cultivators below, left each of them as if struck by lightning, all staring blankly at the spectacle high above in the sky.
"Is that elegant figure Yunmo Yueâs sister? Yunmo Yue?"
"Itâs indeed her, Yunmo Yue is pursuing someone?"
"From the conversation, it seems to be... Ye Xiaofan?"
"Ye Xiaofan? Which Ye Xiaofan? Could it be the legendary Righteous Double Talent phenomenon stirring up the world recently?"
"It seems it really is him; this person is truly bold, daring to enter the path towards the Demon Sect?"
"Oh my, Yunmo Yueâs sister, the Little Demoness, sheâs actually hunting Ye Xiaofan."
In an instant, countless Demonic Cultivators were shocked beyond words; they were unaware of what happened in the Blood-colored Mountain Range, yet these two names were familiar to them.
Among the crowd, there were even terrifying figures quickly following along, seemingly wanting to see what might transpire between the âLittle Demonessâ and that individualâthe âLittle Demonessâ taking matters into her own hands, yet can she really slaughter Ye Xiaofan?
However, the countless Demon Sect Cultivators would never guess that it wouldnât be long before they witnessed an unforgettable sight, one that would leave a lasting imprint on Yunmo Yueâs memory.
And that moment would become the spark for all forthcoming events, nearly causing Ye Xiaofanâs reputation to crumble and him to perish.
On the flying boat, Nangong Jianchen and Mo Shiyi clearly were no longer interested in fleeing. These past two months, they had been constantly bleeding, feeling utterly confined.
"Keeping up this escape, sooner or later weâll be driven to the core region of the Demonic Cultivatorsâwe canât continue, we must figure something out." Nangong Jianchenâs complexion was bruised and purple; even this genius from the Nangong family felt his mental defenses crumbling a bit.
Mo Shiyi, similarly exasperated, breathed heavily: "Fight it outâit wonât matter if we die; isnât she relying on her father? Fine, weâll fight her."
Had enough alreadyâarenât they incomparably talented figures from the Righteous Sects? Do they truly have no face?
After the words, both of them summoned the Black Battle Banner and the incomplete Heaven-Slaying Sword Array, ready for a fight to the death.
Just as the two planned to fight desperately, Ye Xiaofan finally slowly opened his eyes, cast a faint gaze at the swiftly approaching figure not far away.
Ye Xiaofan sighed helplessly, stood up quietly, and gazed behind the Ark: "Itâs indeed time to take a stand, but thereâs no need to fight to the death."
Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen turned their heads upon hearing this, looking at Ye Xiaofan, who had almost restored to peak condition, a hint of surprise appearing in their eyesâthis fellowâs recovery was extraordinarily miraculous; ordinary individuals who suffered such harsh injuries wouldnât recover in three to five months, yet he took only two months to regain his peak.
But now wasnât the time for astonishment; upon hearing this, hope arose in both their eyes, Mo Shiyi clinging to the straw of life: "Brother Ye, could it be you can fight against her? Do you have any cards up your sleeve?"
Once these words fell, Nangong Jianchen also couldnât help but look at Ye Xiaofan.
Ye Xiaofan glanced at the two, then smiled bitterly, stating frankly: "I cannot fight, nor do I; I still canât defeat herâno, to be accurate, I canât defeat those weapons she wields."
Upon hearing this, the duoâs faces registered speechlessness.
If you canât fight, why butt in? Wouldnât it be better to stay put quietly?
Yet Ye Xiaofan raised his brows slightlyâin the past two months, he had already planned how to deal with that terrifying silhouette.
"Since itâs known those weapons she holds canât be defeated, then why should there be a fight to the death?" Ye Xiaofan calmly regarded that elegant figure, having already devised a plan in mind.
Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen were slightly taken aback upon hearing this, evidently, the other seemed to have a solution.
"Brother Ye, what do you mean?" Nangong Jianchen immediately inquired.
Ye Xiaofan heard and didnât beat around the bush, taking a deep breath: "Trying to kill her is unlikely, but if we want to subdue her or trap her, itâs not impossible."
Mo Shiyi desperately shook his head as the former finished speaking: "Trapping her, thatâs easier said than doneâthis lass owns more weapons than an elite sect; who can trap those weapons?"
Trapping that elegant figure is not easy.
Yet as Mo Shiyi shook his head, Ye Xiaofan spoke seriously: "We canât trap her, but what if itâs an array?"
"An array?"
Nangong Jianchen and Mo Shiyi were taken aback as they heard, then quickly raised their heads, two pairs of eyes fixed intently on Ye Xiaofan.