Those Who Uphold a Just Cause Find Many Allies

"Since you know all this, why are you still helping her? She's killed so many people, and you're still going to be her accomplice!" Ying Zhou said in disbelief. "Uncle, there should be some bottom line. One-sided unrequited love never ends well. Besides, that body contains the essence of several generations of holy maidens; it's questionable whether she can even be considered a normal person."

"I know."

The Cang Baiyi suddenly accelerated, ignoring Xia Guanxue and Ying Zhou's attacks, letting their swords leave wounds on his body, forcefully breaking through the defenses, and striking Ji Shichen squarely in the back with a blow from his staff.

Ji Shichen used her True Qi to withstand part of the impact, but she was still knocked back several steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. The formation in mid-air stopped operating due to the lack of spiritual energy replenishment, and the oval-shaped barrier also dimmed.

Fortunately, before the barrier completely disappeared, Ji Shichen resumed casting the spell and continued to maintain the Space-Anchor Barrier.

"If you know that, why are you still helping her? Have you gone mad too?!"

Ying Zhou roared angrily, unleashing a fierce blade aura that forced back the Cang Baiyi, and once again protected Ji Shichen.

Seeing that the mission had almost failed, Xia Guanxue held back and raised his sword to slash at the Cang Baiyi's vital parts. Previously, he thought the Cang Baiyi was unaware of the saintess's secret, so his attacks were mainly focused on blocking. Now that he saw that the other party was knowingly committing a crime and refusing to admit his mistake, he immediately felt murderous intent on his sword and changed his blocking to taking a life.

"I'm not crazy. I just agree with the saintess's ideals. Compared to those who only talk about benevolence and righteousness, her actions are the true way to save the world," the Cang Baiyi said while fending off the attacks.

"Her reckless actions killed so many people; what kind of world did she save!"

Ying Zhou joined the attack again, teaming up with Xia Guanxue. Their tacit cooperation caused the Cang Baiyi figure to retreat steadily.

"Compared to those who died in the demon tide, the number of victims who were separated from their families and destroyed by war is far greater. A few years ago, the demon tide suddenly broke out, and the defense forces of various countries were caught off guard. Some Demon Beast broke through the defense lines and rushed into residential areas, resulting in nearly 100,000 deaths. The world mourned, and some countries even designated this day as a day of remembrance for the disaster."

But did you know that in the era before the demon tides and when the various states of the Northern Continent were constantly at war, more than 300,000 people died directly or indirectly from the chaos of war each year? In particular, the five-year-long civil war among the various schools of thought resulted in the deaths of a staggering six million people. Comparing these numbers, you should understand the difference in severity.

"Human lives are not a matter of numbers, nor are they distinguished by importance." Xia Guanxue's emotions gradually became agitated.

"Wrong! Human lives may not be numbers when they concern you, but when they don't, they are just numbers. Every day, many people die from famine and war in the Li State, but have you ever cared? Many die from the demon tide, but even more are saved as a result."

"That sounds nice, but it's only because it wasn't your family members who were sacrificed!"

Xia Guanxue shouted sharply, and the blue light on his sword pulsed incessantly, seemingly covering the entire blade. From a distance, the sword in his hand resembled a flawless blue crystal, crystal clear, with blue and white energy flowing and surging like thunder and lightning.

A flash of blue light!

Like the wind, like lightning, incredibly fast, in the blink of an eye, it had already swung away the long staff, broken through the Cang Baiyi's defense, and the One Sword pierced through his chest and out his back.

"I am not from the Su State, but from the Li State. When I was six years old, the entire village was slaughtered by a band of passing soldiers. I was the only one who survived because my parents hid me in a well. Therefore, I understand the harm that war brings better than anyone else."

The Cang Baiyi gripped the sword blade with one hand, holding on tightly, while simultaneously channeling his True Qi along the sword towards Xia Guanxue.

Xia Guanxue's Foundation was weak, and the shock aggravated his internal injuries, causing him to bleed from his mouth. However, he held on tightly and did not let go. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his lower abdomen. It turned out that the Cang Baiyi had stabbed him with the tip of his stick. A shock force penetrated into his body, instantly breaking several ribs. He could no longer hold on and let go, flying away.

"The former saintess adopted me during her travels, so I am determined to rescue her. Today, at this moment, in this place, no one can stop me!"

Chapter 869 Those who are virtuous will receive much help.

Tu Wangyue was fighting three against one. Si Ming alone was enough to overwhelm her, not to mention Yan Jinghong and Wu Xiu attacking from the side. Soon, her situation became precarious. It was only because Si Ming and the other two did not have any tacit understanding that they were able to hold on until now.

"Blazing Sun Light Burst!"

Si Ming gathered white light in his palm, raised his hand and emitted a small sun. The small sun rapidly approached from afar, and the sunlight shining on people was not gentle and warm at all, but rather like a knife scraping the face, piercing and painful.

The Holy Maiden was well-versed in Super Martial Dao and knew exactly what this sun was all about. She immediately darted backward, creating distance as she formed hand seals. Divine power condensed in front of her into a sword of judgment, radiating an aura of fairness and justice. It shot through the air and struck the sun squarely.

The small sun shattered like a mirror, its light not diminishing but increasing, unleashing a deafening roar. The air crackled and popped, forming visible ripples of air. Terrifying heat, accompanied by blazing flames, engulfed the space within several meters. At the same time, Sword Qi condensed from divine power spread horizontally in all directions, shattering nearby pillars and walls, causing the palace to collapse.

Amidst billowing sand and swirling flames, a graceful figure burst forth, her clothes burned in many places and her hair covered in sand. It was Tu Wangyue who had deliberately destroyed the building to create an opportunity for her escape.

But before she could catch her breath, she felt a chilling cold permeate the space, plunging her into a cold and desolate atmosphere once again. Looking up, she saw a pale, waning moon streak across the sky, leaving behind a trail of hazy afterimages.

The crescent moon shone brightly, not dazzling or blinding. After it exploded, it vanished without a trace, like a firework. However, Tu Wangyue's expression changed slightly. She quickly activated her protective aura to shield herself and used Divine Arts to strengthen her defense. Soon, ripples spread across the surface of the aura, like the surface of a lake under a downpour.

As a comrade of the Heaven's Will Palace, Tu Wangyue knew perfectly well that this was Wu Xiu's Moonless Exploding Torrent Needle. It first attracted attention with a beautiful crescent moon, and after the explosion, there was no movement. In the moment when the opponent was surprised and distracted, the Shadowless Divine Needle was used to launch a sneak attack. If it was the first time they encountered it, they would easily fall for it.

Even though Tu Wangyue was on guard, she was still not spared. This was because these Shadowless Divine Needle had the effect of breaking through internal energy, specifically targeting internal True Qi. Fortunately, Tu Wangyue timely enhanced her with Divine Arts, mixing divine power with True Qi, which allowed her to block most of the attacks. However, three Shadowless Divine Needle still pierced through the energy shield and stabbed into her body.

Tu Wangyue quickly flipped her arm and slapped her back, repelling the Shadowless Divine Needle from her body. However, she felt no relief, because Wu Xiu had definitely poisoned the needle, and before she could even use her internal energy to suppress it, another crisis struck.

"One Sword's cold light illuminates the Nine Continents!"

A dazzling sword light erupted, sending the collapsed palace ruins flying into the air. Yan Jinghong swung her sword swiftly, the blade flashing with cold light, forming a vortex of energy. The sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling resounded as she slashed straight at Tu Wangyue.

Tu Wangyue was quite familiar with Yan Jinghong's Feng and Shan Sacrifice Sword Technique, but this familiarity did not help her at all. She could not prepare in advance as she had for the first two moves, simply because the Feng and Shan Sacrifice Sword Technique was grand and upright, without any strengths or weaknesses, relying entirely on cultivation to exert its power, and the opponent could also rely on their own cultivation to block it head-on.

"The long river fades as the morning star sinks!"

Tu Wangyue's eyes gleamed with a sinister light. Without dodging or avoiding, his palms parted and then came together again, one above the other. Yin energy emanated from his fingers, and magnetic convection swirled, transforming into a deep and eerie aura that sealed and covered the magnificent sword light, dissipating its power layer by layer.

Yan Jinghong felt as if the Sword Qi had vanished without a trace, leaving not a ripple. He was not surprised, as his opponent's cultivation was far superior to his own, so this outcome was not unexpected. However, a chilling aura surged along the sword, causing a coldness to rise in his heart, not the cold of ice and snow, but the cold of loneliness.

No one understands her, no one is there to accompany her; like Chang'e in the moon palace, she can only pity herself.

Yan Jinghong remained steadfast and unmoved. He gathered his energy and suddenly roared. The sword vibrated violently at a frequency imperceptible to the naked eye, and the brilliant sword light exploded with a deafening roar, like a celestial river pouring down from the heavens, overwhelming the sky and forcefully shattering the aura, severely injuring him and Tu Wangyue at the same time and blasting them away.

This suicidal tactic is never the best strategy in one-on-one combat, but there are still companions around, and Yan Jinghong is not the main attacker. It is more valuable to severely injure the opponent than to save himself.

Si Ming would naturally not miss the opportunity. A joint attack by two people requires a test of tacit understanding, but this kind of alternating attack does not. It only tests the ability to seize the opportunity, which is just a basic skill for martial artists.

As he thrust his One Sword out, a chilling wind and thick, sorrowful clouds spread out, dimming the bright sunlight within a ten-zhang radius. The chill of death silently dissipated, and the surrounding vegetation withered and died at a visible speed, forming a ring-like pattern that gradually dispersed, creating a vast, desolate area filled with deathly aura.

Yama Reincarnation Sword!

Tu Wangyue's cold eyes faintly revealed the terrifying scene of the eighteen levels of hell. She felt that Si Ming was full of cold, deep, and heavy majesty, like the Youming king who held the power of life and death over all things.

She took a deep breath, barely managing to calm her mind with her inner energy. Her ten fingers twirled like wheels, forming an incredibly wondrous hand seal, which she then fiercely struck at the oncoming sword.

The dark sword light shattered, but the deathly aura remained unbroken. Tu Wangyue was shaken by the One Sword, her Qi and Blood surging and her internal organs throbbing with pain. She staggered back several steps, barely managing to stop herself. As a result, her skin split open, and jets of blood spurted out. These blood jets combined with the deathly aura of the Youming, transforming into chains with blood-like threads that bound her to the spot.