Defense Broken

Zhang Tianxin scrambled to his feet, his pig-like face staring at Li Xuanxiao.

"Wh-what?"

Li Xuanxiao said, "This is actually my real plan. Although there are many entrances to the secret tunnel, as far as I know, we can only escape from here with certainty if we enter through the entrance in the 'Tian' character-shaped cell."

He opened the cell and pulled Zhang Tianxin out, walking to a corner of the cell.

He silently recited the password.

"Di Nüfeng is the most beautiful in the world, with the biggest chest!

Liu Qiushui of Asura Hall is a despicable scoundrel, son of a bitch...!"

As soon as the password was spoken, the entrance to the secret tunnel slowly opened.

Zhang Tianxin was stunned.

Li Xuanxiao handed him a spirit fruit.

Seeing this, Zhang Tianxin eagerly took the spirit fruit and bit down hard as soon as he opened his mouth.

Sweet and delicious juice instantly filled his entire mouth.

In a short while, Zhang Tianxin had eaten the spirit fruit completely, not even leaving the pit.

And just as he swallowed the last bite of the fruit, a cool and refreshing sensation suddenly rose from his abdomen and quickly spread through all his meridians.

The spiritual energy, which had been slightly weak due to excessive consumption, now surged wildly like sweet rain after a long drought.

As the spiritual energy circulated within his body, Zhang Tianxin felt his strength gradually recovering.

"Follow me!"

Zhang Tianxin nodded vigorously, no longer harboring any doubt towards Li Xuanxiao.

Zhang Tianxin followed Li Xuanxiao, quickly shuttling through the secret tunnel, his heart pounding with nervousness.

If one didn't know the key, even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul Stage would perish here in the secret tunnel.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Tianxin seemed to hear the sound of waves.

Walking further, his eyes suddenly brightened.

What appeared before them was the sea, and the cave entrance they were in was wide and open, offering a panoramic view of the entire sea surface.

"Fellow Daoist Li, let's hurry!"

Zhang Tianxin was impatient, on the verge of escaping the demonic lair.

It was only natural for him to be excited.

But Li Xuanxiao stopped him, "This is the legendary Dead Sea."

"Dead Sea!?"

Zhang Tianxin gazed at the mysterious sea area not far away.

The Dead Sea, it was said, even birds could not fly over it.

Since ancient times, all sorts of terrifying legends about this sea had circulated in the world.

Cultivators who flew through the air, once they approached this Dead Sea, would be affected by its strange power, lose control of their bodies, and inevitably fall towards the sea surface.

No matter how these cultivators used their spells or divine abilities, they found it difficult to escape the Dead Sea's powerful and mysterious attraction.

Li Xuanxiao took out the sword box from behind his back.

He said to Zhang Tianxin, "I'm going to release a flying sword later, and it will take us away. It's just a bit difficult to control, so Fellow Daoist Zhang should be prepared."

Zhang Tianxin nodded.

Li Xuanxiao quickly formed sword seals with both hands.

At that very moment, as if a mysterious and powerful force resonated and responded to the sword seals in his hands.

Immediately after, the sword box, which had been quietly placed to the side, suddenly let out a deafening roar!

The sound was like thunder, shaking the heavens.

At the same time, a sharp and piercing howl suddenly rang out.

In an instant, countless sharp sword energies erupted from the sword box, rampaging everywhere like a surging torrent.

These sword energies intertwined and collided, forming a dazzling ocean of light.

Zhang Tianxin was greatly alarmed and quickly dodged.

He noticed that even Li Xuanxiao was injured by the sword energy he had summoned.

One sword energy was particularly dazzling, like a white rainbow, piercing the sky with unstoppable force.

Wherever this sword energy passed, the air was torn apart, leaving clear and visible traces.

A sword, gleaming with cold light, shot out from the sword box like lightning across the night sky, its speed so fast it was dizzying.

Li Xuanxiao spat out a mouthful of blood.

It had to be said that the great nourishment he had received during his time in the Demonic Cult had greatly improved his physical condition.

Li Xuanxiao reached out and barely managed to grab his flying sword, its sharp sword energy seeming to destroy his meridians.

Li Xuanxiao didn't let go, and grabbed Zhang Tianxin with his other hand.

The flying sword sped off into the distance, completely ignoring the influence of the dead water.

"..."

"He ran?"

Di Nüfeng, woken by the commotion of Li Xuanxiao's flying sword, initially thought some old orthodox cultivators had come to attack.

It was only when her subordinate reported that she learned her own protector, Li Xuanxiao, had run off with Zhang Tianxin.

Di Nüfeng's expression was unreadable. She clenched her fist, veins bulging on the back of her hand as if about to burst through the skin.

Her subordinate tremblingly produced a letter. "Th-this... this is a letter left for you by that traitor..."

Di Nüfeng waved her hand, and the letter appeared in her palm.

[Since childhood, I have cultivated the profound arts. My Master taught me to save the world and ferry people, to eliminate demons and uphold the Dao.]

[Since ancient times, the righteous and the wicked have been irreconcilable. I bid you farewell now, and hope we never meet again.]

[Lastly, Liu Qiushui is much prettier than you.]

Di Nüfeng: w(ﾟДﾟ)w!!!

Li Xuanxiao's last sentence completely broke Di Nüfeng's composure.

"Bastard!! I'm going to kill you."

"Liu Qiushui, I'll fight you to the death!"

Di Nüfeng charged out, blaming Liu Qiushui entirely for the source of her anger.

I'm going to tear your face apart!!