Miaoyuan looked at the blood on her hands and spoke to Nangong Xin with a bleak smile. "In this situation, none of us will survive. I only hope my good-for-nothing disciple can make it out alive."
"No, Master. I'm not leaving. If we die, we die together."
Nangong Xin clung to Miaoyuan's arm, stubborn to the core. Back when he'd begged for food in the city, Miaoyuan had taken him in, taught him cultivation techniques, and set him on the path of cultivation.
Everything he had now was thanks to Miaoyuan. She had changed his life.
How could he abandon her?
"Silly child."
Seeing Nangong Xin like this, Miaoyuan smiled—a happy, heartfelt smile. It seemed that silly boy really did care about her.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What a touching scene. What a shame my patience has run out. I've had my fun, so now you can all die."
The Demonic Beast above them looked on with scorn. It was certainly a touching scene, but that was all.
Just as he was about to strike, a voice stopped him.
"Are you really that strong?"
Ye Yun looked at the Demonic Beast above and asked innocently. Everyone's attention was drawn to her.
"Me? Little girl, let me put it this way: I could kill tens of thousands of you without even trying."
Hearing Ye Yun's naive question, the Demonic Beast burst out laughing and explained.
"Oh."
Ye Yun gave a small nod, then took a Sword Talisman from her Spatial Ring and clutched it in her hand. At once, she felt much calmer.
Back when she'd gone out to gain experience, she'd attracted the attention of a mighty expert and nearly lost her life. Xiaoyao had been terrified. Afterward, to ensure Ye Yun's safety, he gave her many Sword Talismans like this.