Meanwhile, Su Jiu and the others were also preparing to leave.
But before she could take a step, the long sword wreathed in black demonic qi abruptly barred her way.
Su Jiu glanced at the demonic sword, its demonic qi running rampant, and knew this would likely not end peacefully.
She merely told Gu Ningyun and the others, "Hurry and leave. I'll cover your retreat."
Gu Ningyun knew her own strength very well. Staying would only burden Su Jiu, so she simply nodded and left.
Seeing Yun Chao and Yun Huanling still there, Su Jiu frowned. "You two, leave as well. You can't deal with the demonic qi on it. Staying won't help, and you might even be corrupted."
Yun Chao hesitated briefly, then followed the others out.
Yun Huanling, however, was unusually clingy this time. "A Jiu, I won't get in your way. Just let me stay!"
Su Jiu no longer had time to pay him any attention, because the demonic sword was already slashing toward her.
With a nimble movement, Su Jiu dodged its attack in an instant.
Fang Dong's face was covered in demonic qi; there was no longer any sign that he had originally been a Dao cultivator. Su Jiu also suspected that considerable demonic qi had contaminated his meridians. She wondered whether he would regret what he had done today once he fully regained his senses.
After all, clearing away this demonic qi was a slow process. Without a decade or two, he would probably struggle to recover.
He would also need a healing cultivator's assistance to regulate his condition during that time. Otherwise, even his lifespan might be affected.
Of course, perhaps the demon spirit had never intended to let Fang Dong live in the first place.
People said that anything demonic lacked humanity,