Situ Yuanbai, Xia Ying, and the others fought for their lives, but their cultivation was too low. Even after exhausting every trick they had, they faltered before the tidal surge of sharp teeth and bloody mouths, forced to retreat again and again as they desperately defended the courtyard.
Xia Ying's slender fingers swiftly formed seals, unleashing a blaze ahead of her. It scorched an oncoming Bloodmouth Brickstone covered in razor-sharp teeth, reducing it to ashes in an instant.
"Hah, hah..."
Panting, Xia Ying wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up at Juesheng True Person, her brows tightly furrowed.
As Venerable Youkong's True Disciple, she was naturally no stranger to the temporary acting sect master of the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea. Although she could hardly claim to know him well, she had met him several times and heard of his deeds.
Juesheng True Person had joined the Eastern Cen Palace of the Azure Sea in his youth. Exceptionally gifted, upright, and fiercely hostile to evil, he had cultivated all the way to the ascension realm, slaying countless Demonic Cultivators who had plagued their regions along the way. The palace's disciples and elders held him in great esteem.
Yet someone like Juesheng True Person had actually fallen into the Demonic Dao, just as Pei Leide had. It was truly hard to believe.
Could he also have some unspoken hardship, unable to break through to the next realm?
If I encounter some impossible problem in the future, will I choose to fall into the Demonic Dao too, just like Pei Leide and Juesheng True Person?
Xia Ying's thoughts tangled like a skein of hemp. She shook her head, stopped dwelling on it, and concentrated on facing the tide of bloody mouths before her.
Those were all matters for