Chapter 54

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Chapter 54: No Longer Need You to Sacrifice!

At some point, the dark sky of the Demon Realm started to drizzle down like fine rain, forming dense lines that connected the sky and the ground.

Within this dense rain curtain, the heavily armored guards of the Demon Realm ran like rolling stones in a certain direction, their cultivation far superior to ordinary people, almost on par with the rushing demon wolves.

At the front was the Lord of the Cold Abyss City, holding a three-pronged trident. The rough mountain road seemed flat under his feet, with occasional massive rocks falling down. With a swing of the trident, he crushed them to pieces.

"Which way did they go!"

As soon as the words fell, a slim man dismounted quickly. He crawled on the ground, sniffing the air around him rapidly, frowning at times while occasionally using his hand to fan himself as he thought with closed eyes.

The other demon cultivators around all instinctively backed away, even the Lord of the Cold Abyss City moved out of the way to avoid hindering this person’s special abilities.

After a moment, the man’s face showed a mix of joy and surprise as he pointed strangely at a spot, "City Master, they are coming towards us!"

This time, there was no need for him to speak, as everyone noticed the unusual movements in the sky.

It was a simple sword, with no embellishments, looking particularly unremarkable in the light rain.

Yet it was incredibly fast, before the raindrops hit the ground, the sword energy swiftly arrived, carving out a dry space amidst the rain.

The Lord of the Cold Abyss City focused all his attention on the sword light, gripping his trident tightly, muscles tense beneath his armor. Without waiting for the guards behind him to react, he roared and swung his trident towards the approaching sword light.

In the forest, there were ancient trees that were harder than rocks. But with one powerful strike, they shattered into pieces. Birds and small animals died instantly. Even a distant mountain split in two!

The dense forest was instantly leveled!

A sword light appeared above his head in the dark night sky. A figure in green and white clothing gracefully dodged the attack.

The next moment, a young girl’s laughter rang out—

"You scoundrel, it’s time for you to learn a lesson!"

Lord of the Cold Abyss City looked around instinctively, only to feel a cold wind behind him. Three sharp ice spikes appeared out of nowhere, aimed at his back.

Before he could react, he heard soldiers screaming behind him.

Another ice spike pierced through three guards!

"Defend the formation, fire!"

Ye Shubai and Wen Yun switched positions early, she stood in front of the flying sword constantly casting magic downward, while Ye Shubai stood behind her holding her in his arms to prevent her from falling.

The strong winds with increasingly violent rain hit from above, with wet hair sticking to her cheeks, although usually concerned about her appearance, she was too preoccupied to care. She quickly used instant low-level magic to attack the demon cultivator below, but no matter how much mental energy she had, there comes a time when it runs out, with such a high frequency of casting magic, not even the Magic Stone could replenish her energy in time.

Below, a pair of vertical eyes coldly gazed at the sky, then uttered something in a hissing tone, and the nearby Dark Guard swiftly moved forward.

Shouting angrily, "They are buying time, guards go capture that group of peasants ahead! I doubt they will come down!"

Wen Yun clenched her silver teeth, many powerful ranged magic attacks were fire-based, which couldn’t be used in heavy rain, not to mention she couldn’t safely chant such large-scale magic on the unstable flying sword!

At that moment, Ye Shubai pressed down on her head.

"It’s getting bright soon."

He suddenly said, then took out a small and delicate sword from the space bag.

Wen Yun looked familiarly, "Is this your first sword?"

This was the sword he had before he obtained the Phoenix Tree Sword. It was crafted by four top sword cultivators of the past, working together for him. Wen Yun was by his side when the sword was being made.

Ye Shubai said, "Our souls are connected, you can use this sword."

Wen Yun smoothly caught the sword, looked back at him, then took out some Magic Stones from her space bag, crushed them into powder and scattered them in the air. A strong magic aura spread from the rain, making her feel like she was back in a magical world.

"Ye Shubai, you teach me sword skills, I’ll teach you magic. It’s time to show our skills today!"

The man’s voice was clear and he replied.

"Okay."

With just one glance, they both instantly understood each other’s intentions.

The darkness before dawn felt the longest and deepest.

In the sudden rain, demon cultivators split into two groups. One rushed towards the sea to capture people, while the other stayed put and formed a formation to shoot arrows into the sky, trying to bring down the two figures in the sky.

At that moment, the rain, dense like beans, gradually lessened, and a faint light appeared in the sky, casting a light blue color over the entire sky.

The best time to practice swordsmanship is at daybreak, the senior brothers of the Qingliu Sword Sect did not deceive me.

"In the beginning of the world, pure energy emerged."

"The sunlight and moonlight create a misty glow."

The first sword was slow and gentle, like painting a picture; while the other sword was fast and sharp, unpredictable in its movements.

"Ah, the Clear Cloud Sword Technique and the Misty Flow Sword Art!"

The Lord of the Cold Abyss City looked up at the two figures leaping into the air, sneering, "If we were in the Four Continents, I might fear you a bit; if you were Ye Shubai, I might fear you a lot, but you are neither Ye Shubai nor do you have spirit Qi here, why should I fear you!"

With a roar, he grasped the trident with both hands and ran forward fiercely to meet the attack!

Wen Yun never liked engaging in verbal sparring with dim-witted opponents, she simply smiled proudly with pursed lips.

Too silly and naive, who said sword energy must be used with spirit Qi!

The rich magic elements in this space quickly gathered towards her sword tip, Wen Yun completely immersed in the sword, with only a sword in her hand.

Just then, a phoenix cry sounded behind her—

A lifelike Fire Phoenix flew out from Ye Shubai’s sword tip.

As the phoenix flew out, Wen Yun’s wrist stabbed, a mysterious feeling arose suddenly, and a fierce golden-red dragon appeared.

This is the Sword Intent Transformation condensed from magic elements!

With the same fiery aura, the dragon and phoenix intertwined and flew towards the shocked Lord of the Cold Abyss City, almost burning the entire world.

"Boom!"

As the dragon and phoenix sword intent fell from the sky, a deep pit exploded in the ground previously cleared by the Lord of the Cold Abyss City, where countless demon cultivators died instantly, only the Lord of the Cold Abyss City with high cultivation level survived.

However, his situation is not very good.

His armor shattered, and his tough body was marked with countless deep red scars from the sword, making him look like he was pulled from a pool of blood.

He looked up, squinting, finally seeing two figures fleeing in the distance against the light.

The girl in a moon-white dress was stunningly beautiful, with snow-like eyebrows, exuding an unattainable pride. And the man beside her was…

In a daze, he vaguely recalled the owner of that face.

At that time, he was not yet the powerful City Master of Cold Abyss City, but just a insignificant member of the Black Snake Tribe. He survived in that battle by pretending to be dead under the snow to escape the man’s sword.

He was…

"Ye Shubai has returned!"

The Lord of the Cold Abyss City shouted this in despair and then collapsed to the ground!

*

Wen Yun and Ye Shubai quickly dealt with the demon cultivator behind them, dragging their tired bodies to chase after the demon cultivator team ahead.

"Martial Brother Shen is not strong enough to protect them, we have to move faster!"

Ye Shubai also pushed his flying sword with all his strength.

However, he kept thinking about the sword intent Wen Yun had just used.

He didn’t find it surprising that Wen Yun used the Sword Intent Transformation, as they were both top geniuses and understood each other in a unique way.

In other words, both he and Wen Yun thought: How could anyone not use Sword Intent Transformation? How could anyone not cast a forbidden spell?

But what puzzled Ye Shubai was, he often used the Phoenix Tree Sword to transform into a phoenix made of flame. So why did Wen Yun, who usually doesn’t use a wand, end up summoning such a creature?

Unable to hold back any longer, he asked, "Wen Yun, what exactly is your Sword Intent Transformation?"

Wen Yun answered confidently, "Dragon, the fire-type dragon!"

She had been using the dragon bone wand for over five hundred years, and the magic she used the most was fire magic. Is it wrong to transform into a majestic fire dragon?

At this moment, the two of them had caught up with the demon cultivator ahead and it was not convenient to talk further.

While Ye Shubai was using his sword to defeat the demon cultivator in front, he couldn’t help but be distracted and lost in thought.

Aren’t dragons supposed to have horns on their heads and slender bodies? The one she transformed into just now looked more like a chubby lizard with wings, right?

Were the dragons from Wen Yun’s hometown always so unimpressive?

Or… is it because her drawing skills are so poor that even the dragons she transforms into completely lose their form?

Thankfully, Wen Yun was unaware that Ye Shubai was now also prone to overthinking such matters. Otherwise, there might have been a risk of her sword, aimed at the demon cultivator, accidentally hitting the head of the nearby sword spirit.

Her attention at the moment was completely drawn to the people being protected behind the demon cultivator.

It’s strange, even though Lord of the Cold Abyss City was getting beaten up behind, these people were still protecting this side so carefully. And these people in black don’t seem to be guards of Cold Abyss City, they look more like a group called the Dark Guard.

So who exactly is the person hiding behind, who has an even bigger presence than the Lord of the Cold Abyss City?

Wen Yun quickly thought of the answer in her mind.

"Mo You is definitely hiding there!"

She didn’t hesitate anymore, and quickly tore apart a leather scroll after figuring out Mo You’s location.

"Coming to get beaten up by me a second time, it’s the first time for me. I must not have hit hard enough last time!"

Just as the flying sword was rising, the demon cultivators were about to catch up when suddenly a strong golden holy light burst out in the back, followed by a painful roar.

The Dark Guards in black yelled, "Protect the young master!"

They all stopped in their tracks, no longer caring about Wen Yun and Ye Shubai who had already fled, and instead looked in shock at the place surrounded by the people in black.

A big, black snake came out of the ground, rolling in pain. Its scales scraped off on the rocks, and its tail hit a Dark Guard nearby, knocking him out. The Dark Guard spat out blood and lay on the ground, unconscious.

The guards searched for the young master while aiming their weapons at the out-of-control black snake. The head officer sweated, "The snake seems out of control! To prevent harm, we must kill it!"

They were all under the Black Snake Tribe’s rule, where powerful people used secret techniques to control black snakes, just like the Skywolf Tribe controlled black wolves.

Sometimes, the taming fails, and the wild beast may harm people uncontrollably. In such cases, they have to be killed. Many snakes in the Black Snake Tribe met this fate.

People are more important than snakes.

Before the arrows were shot, the Dark Guards shouted angrily, "How dare you aim weapons at the young master!"

"The young master?"

The guards were puzzled as they couldn’t find anyone who looked like the young master. Finally, the head officer realized something, took a step back, stared fearfully at the snake on the ground, opened his mouth in silence, showing extreme fear in his eyes.

Gradually, everyone realized a shocking possibility and stared in disbelief at the black snake the Dark Guards were protecting, almost unable to breathe.

They are demon cultivators, they have killed countless people, and they do not fear the mountains of corpses and seas of blood at all.

But they are also human!

But what is this on the ground, this is a giant python, an animal, a monster!

Just like the Fire Lion Tribe tames lions as mounts, the Dark Turtle Tribe tames giant turtles as war pets, and the Black Snake Tribe only controls black pythons, but it has never been heard that they can turn into snakes.

The heavily armored guards kept backing away, but they did not lower the weapons in their hands.

The black python on the ground was rolling frantically, and Wen Yun’s Holy Light Sanction was heading in his direction. Other people could withstand the attack, but he, as a person with a different soul, was almost torn apart by the attack on his entire soul.

Ouch!

It hurts so much!

He opened his mouth and spat out crimson venom, fiercely biting the person beside him.

"He is not the young master, he is a monster!"

A roar came from the guards, but the Dark Guard who was bitten clenched his teeth and shouted with all his might, "Do not harm the young master!"

All the Dark Guards stood fearless in front of the Black Python like a solid wall.

Mo You, unaware, was now struggling with the remaining power of light magic, the force still raging in his soul, the familiar pain making his soul tremble, finally hurting until he lost consciousness completely.

The Black Python writhed in pain one last time, fell to the ground, its cold vertical pupils gradually empty.

The Dark Guards exclaimed, "Young master!"

Fear consumed them, if anything happened to Mo You, none of these Dark Guards responsible for protecting him would survive!

Thankfully, he woke up shortly after.

"I am unharmed."

His eyes gradually focused, but they no longer looked as cold as before, making the Dark Guards feel somewhat friendlier.

It seemed to regain its composure, curling up calmly, quietly observing the group of guards ahead.

The Dark Guards exclaimed in surprise, "young master!"

The Black Python raised its massive head slightly, its voice hoarse.

"Go after those two sword cultivators, kill the man directly, and capture the woman."

*

Wen Yun and Ye Shubai ran away quickly.

After a long battle, the two of them were nearly exhausted, and the Lord of the Cold Abyss City was a strong Transmigration Stage expert. It was impossible that he could be taken out by them who were limited in strength. Once the demon cultivator behind them caught up, they might not even be able to protect the hundreds of refugees, let alone themselves.

The two focused on escaping, while also worried about Shen Xinghai and the group of refugees ahead, with no idea why the bright judgment would cause such a commotion.

Sure enough, a sharp whistle sounded behind them, and several figures in black clothes started chasing them again.

Ye Shubai had already used up all his inner strength, pushing his flying sword to its limit. Wen Yun was also exhausted, trembling as she crushed a Magic Stone, unable to replenish her empty spiritual energy.

It was terrible, their spiritual power was completely drained, and not even the blue potion could restore it.

At that moment, Ye Shubai’s last bit of spiritual power was also exhausted.

The flying sword faltered and plummeted towards the ground. Ye Shubai quickly caught Wen Yun, holding her close as he picked up the sword and rushed forward.

Wen Yun managed to cast a spell to help him dodge the countless hidden weapons coming from behind.

Resting her head on Ye Shubai’s shoulder, Wen Yun murmured weakly, "Ye Shubai, my head hurts."

As she spoke, her hand clinging to Ye Shubai’s neck began to slip, and she became limp.

He held her tightly in his arms, breathing heavily. "We’re almost at the open sea," he said softly.

The open sea was right in front of them. The dark, ink-like water was churning, the shore empty of people. It seemed like Shen Xinghai had already taken all the survivors onto the boat into the open sea. The two of them left behind… were truly left here.

The demon cultivator was about to catch up, but they had almost exhausted all their strength during the battle with the Lord of the Cold Abyss City.

After all, he was a powerful figure standing in the entire mainland’s Transmigration, while their strength was greatly restricted in the Demon Realm.

Too difficult.

Ye Shubai pressed Wen Yun’s head gently, speaking softly – it was the first time she heard him talk to her in such a gentle tone.

"You go to sleep first."

Extremely exhausted, Wen Yun couldn’t keep her eyes open, but her lower abdomen was faintly hot. The Power of Rules that she had not yet grasped faintly sensed something, beginning to resonate with Ye Shubai beside her.

Wen Yun instantly became alert.

Was he planning to sacrifice his own lifespan, as he did five hundred years ago, to help her cross the sea with his cultivation?

She tried her best, biting Ye Shubai’s shoulder hard to stop him, "No! There’s still hope!"

The trembling hand reached into the space bag, grabbed several Magic Stones, crushed them, greedily absorbed the magic within, desperately trying to use the Floating Skill.

She couldn’t bear to see him make the same mistake again.

The four masters had taught him too well and too uprightly, turning him into a true sword cultivator. Even though he had been betrayed by the world and was now limited in strength in the Demon Realm, his first thought was still to sacrifice himself to protect her.

Wen Yun felt extremely sad.

She blamed herself for not having corrupted her sword spirit yet. If only he had a little cunning like the small fire dragon, he wouldn’t have been so honest.

She tremblingly used the Floating Skill, lifting Ye Shubai into the air with her.

However, just as they hovered above the sea, Wen Yun couldn’t hold on any longer and they fell together with Ye Shubai in her arms –

She buried her head in Ye Shubai’s chest, whispering, "Let’s elope together if we must!"

She tightly held a random teleportation scroll in her hand, thinking to herself that this time she had been teleported to a strange place with him again.

As long as she was still around, Ye Shubai would no longer need to sacrifice himself, because the fearful Archmage always found a way to survive.

"A good master will always protect their sword spirit!"

Just then, a loud and piercing howl came from the sea.

"We martial artists fight to the death!"

Wearing tattered clothes, Shen Xinghai stepped on a seemingly ordinary piece of rotten wood, walking on the waves from the sea!