After sending out the sword talisman, Fan Xuweng was already at the end of his strength. His swaying body seemed to be held up by some force, and another talisman was clutched in his hand. The corners of his mouth curled into a wild smile.
"My lord, it looks like this is farewell..." Jiang Han lay sprawled on the ground, his soul-body so faint it was almost invisible.
"No! Jiang Han!" Tears filled my eyes, and my face was deathly pale. Xijun pounced at Fan Xuweng like a bolt of lightning, her eyes already radiating a terrifying red light as her hair stood on end. She had gone berserk!
Her mouth, split all the way to her ears, was filled with fish-scale teeth, and all ten of her tiny fingers ended in sharp nails. With a whoosh, she flew before Fan Xuweng and struck at him with ferocious speed!
"Within the four seas, let the immortal true talisman descend! Supreme Azure, lend me your power—spirit talisman!" Fan Xuweng tossed out a talisman covered in densely packed red characters. The borrowed power descended again—this time, it was a spirit talisman using the Supreme Azure technique!
The Supreme Azure Sect's talisman arts were absurdly powerful, and Fan Xuweng had embraced the resolve to die. Either he died, or I did!
Blue light and mist enveloped the space before him and surged toward Xijun like a sea of stars. Xijun let out a crazed shriek and charged into the misty sea!
"Blood Refinement Divine Light, Ghost Path's Imperial Descent, Ghost Path, lend me your power! Possess my body! Wife! Please save Jiang Han!" I bit through the tip of my tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the blue talisman. In an instant, with me at the center, a sea of blood