The flood dragon fell, and she reaped the spoils; a demonic cultivator infiltrated, and even true persons died (please subscribe and keep reading)

Above the chaotic Inner Lake, vitality and blood surged.

A black-purple blade of demonic light slashed diagonally across the water, sudden and bristling with power. Had True Person Purple Jade not retreated in time, she might already have been cut in two.

Startled, she swept her beautiful eyes coldly toward her attacker.

The one blocking her path was none other than "True Person Sacred Heart"!

Yet this woman showed none of her former brisk competence. Demonic qi seethed around her, and her entire bearing had changed.

Over her black fitted clothes, a suit of close-fitting armor traced with sinister demonic patterns faintly emerged.

Nine bone blades burning with dark-red demonic flames hovered at her side. In her hand, she held a pitch-black soul banner that seemed entwined with countless anguished faces, sending forth piercing wails!

"You-you're a demonic cultivator?!"

True Person Purple Jade's pupils contracted sharply. For the first time, shock and fury mingled on her lovely face.

They had known each other for quite some time. Though they had not laid their hearts completely bare, their relationship had been pleasant and harmonious, with trust and confidences shared. She had never detected the other woman's true identity.

She was actually an undercover demonic cultivator!

At once, the jade hairpin in her hand blazed with light, spilling cold in every direction. Layers of crystalline ice shields formed around her as she stared fixedly at the demonic figure before her.

"Realizing it only now is rather too late.

A cold smile curled True Person Sacred Heart's lips. She gently shook her soul banner, and the surrounding demonic qi roiled with it, faint cries of ghosts and howls of wolves echoing through the air. "Had the cult leader not forcibly ordered us to inflict as much damage as possible on the Righteous Path