Fortunately, Hanxu Zi was a kind old ancestor who didn't like to bring up sensitive topics, so he disappeared without saying anything.
At this moment, the progress of the Demonic Path is proceeding as Bai Lan had predicted.
As True Lord Guangwei carried Bai Ling in his arms and stepped into the main hall, the He Gui sitting above suddenly stood up and grinned.
"Hehehe, hehehehe, hehehehehehe—"
He Gui's laughter was like that of a demon, and it was impossible to tell whether it was anger or joy. This appearance caused the surrounding Demonic Palace servants to tremble.
Seeing that things were not going well, Gongsun Lian felt the rising pressure of the Nascent Soul gradually rising around her. She thought to herself that something was wrong and slowly drifted towards the outside of the hall.
While He Gui's attention was focused on True Lord Guangwei, Gongsun Lian quickly stepped out of the main hall and ran away.
When Bai Ling is on the scene, He Gui will never care whether there are people around when he gets angry.
When he spreads his arms and laughs three times, the oppressive aura of the Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator will also dissipate.
The oppressive aura descends without restraint, and half of the enemy will die, as will half of our own.
Sure enough, as soon as Gongsun Lian flew away from the Demonic Palace, the pressure of the Nascent Soul Cultivator struck, causing the surrounding Demonic Palace guards to clutch their heads and scream in agony.
True Lord Guangwei's legs went weak, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.
The oppressive aura of the He Gui froze him, rendering Guangwei unable to move. He could only stiffly and slowly lower Bai Ling down.
Only Bai Ling remained unharmed; she was completely unaffected by the oppressive aura of the He Gui and stood firmly in place.
Seeing Guangwei's pained expression, she instinctively tugged at his sleeve, her voice filled with concern. "Brother Guang, are you alright...?"
Guangwei wanted to nod, but he couldn't move.
"Brother Guang? It's so kind to call him ." He Gui laughed angrily.
Bai Ling slowly turned her head and watched as He Gui slowly walked down the steps. She felt that his tone was extremely cold. Although he was not an ice Spirit Root cultivator, Bai Ling felt a chill run down her spine.
"Elder, I sincerely wish to ask for Bai's hand in marriage..." True Lord Guangwei to break free from the slightest restraint and slowly squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.
Even now, he still remembers Bai Lan's instructions.
Unfortunately, he couldn't even pronounce the name "Bai Ling " properly, and He Gui's face darkened even more.
"Boy, you've got guts! Are you perhaps nearing the end of your life and looking for a dignified way to die? Fine, I'll grant your wish on this very day!"
After saying this, He Gui instantly flashed behind True Lord Guangwei, raised his hand and a Demonic Blade flew towards him, bypassing Bai Ling and directly severing the arm that Bai Ling had just touched Guangwei Zhenren's arm.
Blood spurted from Guangwei's severed arm, splattering all over Bai Ling's face. She turned her head blankly to look at Bi He Gui: "You, why did you...?"
True Lord Guangwei was equally bewildered. He thought the oppressive aura he had just experienced was merely a test from his father-in-law, so he endured it without uttering a word.
But this Demonic Blade made his heart tighten. The disappearance of his arm and the subsequent sharp pain brought him back to his senses.
No, something seems off.
"Why? You ask why, Lord? Hahahaha." He Gui's laughter echoed throughout the Demonic Palace like a surround sound, lingering for a long time. Bai Ling's three expressions of fear, three expressions of anger, and four expressions of wanting to escape his sight were all hidden from his view. He laughed and said, "Because he touched you. Lord, you will not let anyone who dares to covet Ling'er go."
The next instant, another Demonic Blade struck out, He Gui easily severed Guang Wei's other arm.
This time, Guangwei finally saw clearly that He Gui's gaze towards Bai Ling was not that of a father and daughter, but rather...
This was all a conspiracy by the Young Pavilion Master!
No, Young Pavilion Master, who exactly is she?!
Guangwei was filled with murderous intent and wanted to find out Bai Lan's identity immediately so he could tear her to pieces.
But the next moment, Guangwei realized the truth: he couldn't kill Bai Lan anymore, because he was about to die.
At that moment He Gui suddenly raised his palm, gathering a ball of demonic energy, seemingly intending to send him on his final journey.
No... it was all the work of the Young Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion...
Guangwei wanted to explain something, but couldn't utter a single word.
Faced with the enraged Nascent Soul Late Stage- Core Formation stage Soul cultivator, the Core Formation stage cultivator Guangwei couldn't even move. He could only stand there and be slaughtered. Even his dantian was sealed by the Demonic Blade, depriving him of his ability to self-destruct.
Of course, his consciousness could still move, but unfortunately, he didn't have the ability to reload save files.
"No!! Don't!" Bai Ling cried, tears welling in her eyes, as she stepped forward to block Guang Wei's path. "You can't kill him! He... he saved me... If you kill him, I'll die right here!"