Joining Forces with Cai'er, Slaying a Fifth Tier

Gore stepped forward, the ground trembling beneath his feet as his rock-hewn fists creaked and cracked.

His massive body transformed into a gray cannonball, hurtling toward Long Xuanye with the force of ten thousand tons!

However, just as his heavy fist was about to descend:

A soft sigh echoed leisurely across the clearing.

A white-robed figure appeared before Long Xuanye, no one knew when. He raised his hand casually, effortlessly blocking the punch from the Rock Demon Gore—a blow capable of splitting mountains and shattering stone.

"BOOM—"

A shockwave erupted, kicking up a sky full of dust.

The white-robed figure remained unmoved, while the Rock Demon Gore was sent stumbling backward, step after step.

The white-robed figure ignored the stunned Gore and turned to look at the swaying youth behind him, his voice steady.

"You should realize it by now."

"With just the two of you, there is no way to live together in peace."

"You are too weak—so weak that the slightest disturbance could lead to your total destruction."

He paused, then continued: "I can help you deal with this Fifth Tier Rock Demon. But afterward, you must separate from Cai'er."

Long Xuanye did not speak.

He merely looked at the man in silence, then reached out and, inch by inch, firmly pushed away the arm that was shielding him.

The white-robed figure was momentarily speechless.

Why bother?

In that split second of hesitation, the Rock Demon Gore seized the opportunity!

"Die, human!"

He roared, his fists raining down like a violent storm, each strike drawing upon the power of the earth!

Kill this human genius!!

Even if he died... it would be worth it!

Long Xuanye's pupils contracted as he gripped his blade to parry.

"CLANG!"

A tremendous force struck him. The short blade in his hand nearly flew from his grip, and he was sent flying backward, slamming heavily into the wall of the thatched cottage.

"Pfft—"

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

The gap in power was simply too vast.

Gore's attacks were continuous and relentless, leaving him no room to catch his breath, let alone activate Chaos Begins.

He could only rely on his combat instincts, rolling and dodging in a sorry state, struggling to hold on.

Every block made his bones groan under the unbearable strain.

The White-robed figure stood to the side, brow furrowed as he watched the scene.

He raised his hand several times, only to lower it again.

Just as Long Xuanye was struck by a sweeping punch, his body flying out like a kite with a broken string, and he was about to be finished off by Gore's next blow—

The White-robed figure finally made up his mind, preparing to intervene.

But at that very moment—

"Xuan Ye!"

An urgent, crisp cry rang out from the direction of the forest path!

A gray afterimage, moving at a speed the naked eye could barely track, instantly charged into the battlefield!

It was Cai'er!

A faint Reincarnation Halo rippled around her body. Her grayish-white eyes were hollow, yet... they revealed a murderous intent!

Almost the moment she appeared, Long Xuanye, who was already extremely weak and drifting into unconsciousness, relied on the muscle memory formed from their previous coordination to make the perfect response.

He forced his body to roll to the side, clearing the optimal attack path for Cai'er.

No words were needed. No eye contact was required.

Saint Cai'er's figure glided close to the Rock Demon Gore like a ghost. The gray dagger in her hand—the initial form of the Reincarnation Sacred Sword—swept lightly through the air.

Wherever the dagger passed, Gore's prideful rock defense dissolved silently, as if erased by a rubber, revealing a fatal gap.

Now!

A final burst of light erupted in Long Xuanye's pitch-black eyes.

He poured the last shred of spiritual energy in his body, along with his overdrawn life force, entirely into the Chaos Spirit Furnace!

"Chaos Begins!"

A force of Chaos, condensed to the absolute limit, gathered upon his right hand. Following the breach in the defense torn open by the Reincarnation Sacred Sword, he slammed it fiercely into the gap!

"Urgh..."

The massive body of the Rock Demon Gore stiffened abruptly.

It lowered its head, staring at the hand pressed against its chest.

In the next second, centered on that hand, black cracks began to spread wildly across its rock-like body.

The power of Chaos erupted completely within it!

It drained his spiritual energy, transforming it into thousands of sharp blades that pierced through from within!

"BOOM!"

The Fifth Tier Rock Demon Gore disintegrated into a sky full of gravel, which came pattering down.

The world before Long Xuanye's eyes began to spin, and nothing but a dull ringing remained in his ears.

His last shred of strength, along with the last glimmer of light, was completely swallowed by darkness.

His body went limp, and he collapsed straight forward.

A pair of slender yet strong arms caught him steadily.

It was Cai'er.

She held him tightly in her arms, her face, usually calm and ripple-free, filled with panic and heartache.

"Xuan Ye..."

The youth could no longer hear her; he had fallen into a state of semi-consciousness, with only the faint rise and fall of his chest proving that he was still alive.

Just then, two figures flashed out from the forest and landed beside the white-robed figure.

They were the two assassins who had been tracking Saint Cai'er earlier.

One of them was about to speak, but his expression changed abruptly as he looked toward the dense forest in the distance.

Several auras belonging to the Devil Race were rapidly closing in from all directions.

"We've got trouble," one assassin said in a low voice.

The white-robed figure guarding Cai'er, who was their colleague, merely sighed helplessly.

He raised his hand and waved it casually through the air toward the direction from which the auras were surging.

In the distant forest, several figures that had been sprinting suddenly froze, then silently turned into ash.

Instant kill.

Having finished all this, he turned back to look at the young boy and girl embracing each other and shook his head.

"Why go to such lengths?"

"Even if you could deal with this Fifth Tier Rock Demon..."

The other assassin took over, his voice tinged with a hint of pity. "You still wouldn't be able to handle stronger enemies. You should know, there is still a Sixth Tier Devil Race member watching you."

As soon as those words fell, the corner of the White-robed figure's mouth, who was guarding Cai'er, twitched almost imperceptibly.

A Sixth Tier Devil Race member?

Long before he came to find Cai'er, he had already quietly disposed of every Devil Race squad searching the surrounding area.

His original intention was merely to use the pressure of this Fifth Tier Rock Demon to force these two children to face reality and make Cai'er obediently return with him.

He would never truly let anything happen to them.

But looking at it now, the effect was about the same.

Having experienced this life-or-death battle, they should finally understand what a true desperate situation is.

The White-robed figure stepped forward, took a jade bottle from his robes, and poured out an elixir that emitted a faint fragrance.

He crouched down, preparing to feed it to Long Xuanye.

This time, Saint Cai'er did not stop him.

She simply held the boy in her arms, watching him quietly, her ash-gray eyes reflecting Long Xuanye's figure.

The elixir melted the moment it touched his tongue, its gentle medicinal power rapidly dispersing into Long Xuanye's limbs and bones, repairing his damaged meridians and internal organs.

The boy's tightly furrowed brows gradually smoothed out.