You can call me, A-Lian

BOOM!

Inside the ancient temple, Murong Canghai exhausted his remaining strength to unleash one final strike.

In the eyes of everyone present, an endless, magnificent ocean appeared.

Waves as tall as mountains rose and fell; standing amidst them, everyone felt nothing but their own insignificance.

In an instant.

Feelings of fear, loneliness, and helplessness spread through every heart.

"Great Accomplishment Blade Intent?!"

Elder Liu Yun, being well-traveled and knowledgeable, could not help but cry out in shock.

He turned to look at Chen Shuang, who stood facing this terrifying blade intent with a vacant expression, seemingly stunned into stupidity.

Liu Yun's face turned ashen; if he didn't unleash his trump cards, he and Chen Shuang would truly die under the opponent's terrifying blade intent!

He bit down on a Blood Demon Pill, and his aura surged wildly, layer upon layer!

Liu Yun was already at the Great Perfection of Organ Refining, and with the boost from the demonic power, he reached a certain height.

Yet, facing this strike, Liu Yun still felt his hair stand on end!

How could he be so unlucky as to run into an old guy with Great Accomplishment Blade Intent?

If he had known the opponent possessed Great Accomplishment Blade Intent, he would have run away long ago.

Great Accomplishment Blade Intent was no longer a power that belonged to the Organ Refining realm.

No wonder Murong Canghai said this strike could slay those at the Organ Refining realm...

He truly hadn't been lying.

"Elder Yun, I have come to assist you!"

A silver-haired old woman suddenly flashed into view.

Liu Yun was overjoyed; he couldn't withstand it alone, but with Elder Ji and Chen Shuang, could the three of them combined really fail to block the strike of a dying man with Great Accomplishment Blade Intent?

"Holy Son, wake up!"

Liu Yun roared.

Chen Shuang snapped to his senses; as a blade practitioner himself, the shock of the opponent's strike was unparalleled.

But to survive, he had to use all his strength to resist!

With the two Demon Sect experts at the Great Perfection of Organ Refining and Chen Shuang all attacking with their full power, they managed to block Murong Canghai's strike amidst a massive, thunderous roar.

CLANG!

The blade in Murong Canghai's hand slipped from his grip and fell to the ground.

When a swordsman can no longer even hold his blade, it means he has truly reached his limit.

"It is a pity that my organs have degenerated and my vitality has collapsed, hindered by this body; otherwise, they would not have been able to block this strike!"

Murong Canghai said with regret.

"Hahaha! Old man, you talk too much—die!"

Under the enhancement of his demonic power, Liu Yun's aura was like a rainbow as he struck out with his palm!

Shen Changsheng and Murong Canghai felt despair in their hearts; this palm strike was too strong, and they could not block it!

Suddenly.

A flash of silver light streaked by as Jiang Lianyue appeared, swinging her sword to intercept the palm.

However, Jiang Lianyue could not help but stagger back several steps, spitting blood!

Liu Yun, strengthened by demonic power, was simply too strong at this moment!

"A Demon Catcher?"

Seeing the silver badge at her waist, Liu Yun frowned, seemingly wary, and did not press his advantage.

"Elder Ji, what exactly is going on?"

Chen Shuang suddenly realized something was wrong.

"It was her; she insisted that Chen Ajiu had fallen into demonic ways and wanted to kill him! She fought me..."

The old woman said with a glare.

"Where is Ajiu? Why don't I see him!"

Chen Shuang had an ominous premonition.

"He... is dead!" the old woman said.

Chen Shuang felt as if he had been struck by lightning; he glared at Jiang Lianyue, saying word by word:

"You killed my brother!"

"Holy Son, it wasn't her—it was Li Qiming!"

The old woman realized there was a misunderstanding and hurriedly explained.

Suddenly.

The ancient temple fell silent.

A question arose in everyone's heart: who is Li Qiming?

Shen Changsheng felt the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

"Heh, sneaking around with such pathetic strength and you dare to eavesdrop? Go to hell!"

Elder Liu Yun suddenly struck a palm toward the window.

The terrifying palm force shattered the wall, slamming fiercely toward the gray-robed youth standing in the moonlight outside.

Everyone looked over, seeing that the youth only possessed the strength of the Blood Refining realm; he was surely doomed.

But in the next second, the scene of him being smashed into pulp did not occur. The youth gently swung his blade, steadily parrying Liu Yun's terrifying long-range palm strike.

The strong wind ruffled his gray robes, but the youth remained unscathed.

Shen Changsheng and Murong Canghai widened their eyes, for they recognized him as the honest, simple-minded gray-robed disciple from their group—the one who was always the first to run away, but...

What was that blade strike just now?

How could it be so calm and effortless?

Shouldn't he be scrambling away in a panic?!

He should have been killed by that palm strike! That would have been normal!

"It's him! Holy Son! He is Li Qiming!"

"Ajiu died by his blade!"

The old woman shrieked.

Chen Shuang was stunned. "Impossible! This guy looks like an idiot, and his cultivation realm is so low..."

Halfway through his sentence, he recalled the effortless blade strike from just a moment ago, and Chen Shuang suddenly shut his mouth.

Elder Liu Yun was currently empowered by demonic energy; a casual palm strike from him was a terrifying attack at the Organ Refining realm.

How could this youth possibly block it?

The opponent was not simple!

Chen Ajiu had truly died by his blade!

Chen Shuang glared, his eyes wide. "Li Qiming, is it? I will tear you into ten thousand pieces! I will avenge my brother!"

He could not accept his brother's death, and his hatred for Li Qiming reached an incomparable level.

"Holy Son, there is no need to dirty your hands. Let me cripple his limbs first, then I will hand him over to you!"

Liu Yun said.

The kid outside had some strength, and he was afraid of capsizing in the gutter.

Murong Canghai, Shen Changsheng, and the silver-ranked Demon Catcher were already unable to fight.

The situation was now set.

If they were to lose the Holy Son of the Demon Sect as well, it would be a total failure, and the losses would outweigh the gains!

Chen Shuang realized this as well. He was hateful, but he was not stupid.

Once Li Qiming fell into his hands, he would have plenty of ways to take brutal revenge!

He would make the boy wish for death but be unable to die!

"Then I will trouble you to take action, Elder!"

Chen Shuang said.

Liu Yun nodded and looked at the gray-robed youth outside.

The youth was also observing the situation inside the ancient temple.

Li Qiming cursed his luck.

He had wanted to see if he could contribute and ambush these old Demon Sect bastards.

He had planned to take the opportunity to loot the corpses and reap a massive harvest.

He hadn't expected that as soon as he arrived, the battle would be completely one-sided, with his Senior Brother, Senior Murong, and Jiang Lianyue clearly unable to fight anymore.

Looking at the Demon Sect side, although Chen Shuang and the old woman had weakened auras, they clearly still had the strength to fight.

Especially the old man with the big white beard, Liu Yun, whose aura was terrifyingly boosted by his demonic energy.

Li Qiming's eyelids twitched. Facing this situation, he couldn't save his Senior Brother and the others.

Unable to even protect himself, he had no choice but to run!

Just as he prepared to use his movement technique to leave.

Suddenly.

A woman in white walked into the temple, her killing intent boiling over.

Liu Yun was just about to make a move on Li Qiming.

Feeling such terrifying baleful energy, along with the suffocating and monstrous magic power radiating from the newcomer, he couldn't help but look over in horror.

Every gaze in the room was now fixed upon the woman in white.

A question surfaced in everyone's mind.

Who, exactly, was she?

"Who are you?"

Liu Yun asked cautiously.

"You may call me A-Lian."

The woman in white said coldly.

"A-Lian..."

Everyone exchanged glances, clearly having never heard of such a person.

Only the silver-ranked Demon Catcher's eyes flickered, though he didn't dare say anything like "you have fallen into demonic ways."

He even quietly tucked the silver badge at his waist into his robes...

The terrifying demonic energy on A-Lian was impossible to ignore.

It was too strong!

Liu Yun also possessed a demonic power boost, but in front of A-Lian, it was like showing off an axe before a master carpenter.

"Why have you come?"

Liu Yun asked; he naturally had no desire to provoke such an expert.

"To kill."

"Kill whom?"

Under the nervous gaze of everyone present.

Swish.

The blade in A-Lian's hand slowly rose, its tip pointing directly at Liu Yun.

"To kill you!"

"Huh?"

Everyone, including Liu Yun himself, was stunned!

"Why..."

Liu Yun stammered in a panic, feeling completely bewildered.

When had he ever provoked such a formidable enemy?!

"Enough talk!"

A-Lian's eyes were filled with hatred.

She suddenly slashed her blade toward Liu Yun, the weapon ringing with endless demonic sounds as she roared:

"Li Qiming, die for me!!!"