Ling Shuang took Yang Yuanhong back to the site of the earlier battle, used her flying sword to pick up the remaining few, then tore through the air all the way back. In just one day, she delivered them to Demon Suppression Pass.
Baili Fusang and Jiang Yinkong were quickly sent off for treatment. Dongfang Yinghao was taken away by an ancestor of the Dongfang Family, while Ling Shuang met with the Venerable within the pass and gave a detailed account of everything that had happened.
Since Yang Yuanhong and Xuan Youli had also been involved, and neither had suffered grave injuries or lost consciousness, they were brought to the Demon Suppression Manor to await further arrangements.
Inside the guest room, recalling what she had experienced earlier, Xuan Youli still felt a lingering dread.
If Yang Yuanhong had not pulled her forward twice, then with her own strength, she likely would not have lasted until Ling Shuang arrived to rescue her. She would have died at the Old Demon in the Clouds' hands.
Indeed, dying on the spot might have been the better outcome.
Demonic cultivators employed sinister and vicious methods. If the other side had discovered that she possessed the unusual Profound Phoenix constitution, sealed away her consciousness, and taken her back to a demon lair, then what awaited her might have been a miserable fate like hell itself.
Merely imagining such an outcome sent a chill through Xuan Youli's heart.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, thank you for saving me this time. Had you not intervened, I would likely have long since become a ghost beneath that old devil's hand."
After steadying her emotions, Xuan Youli offered her thanks.
Yang Yuanhong gently shook his head. "It was simply my duty. We traveled together this time precisely so that, should danger