Bring Her to Me
Others might not understand the meaning behind the Palace Master's words, but Henghe, who knew perfectly well what kind of Cultivation Method his master had practiced, understood it all too well.
The Cultivation Method she practices is perfectly suited to the snowy plains where Layered Heavens Palace is located. As long as she is there, she can unleash her full strength two to three times.
If the Palace Master were willing to sacrifice herself and fully unleash her Cultivation Method, then not only would she destroy those demons, but she would probably destroy the entire snowfield.
But the corresponding price is the life of the palace master!
Henghe understood the death wish in his master's words. No matter how much he wanted to live, no matter how unwilling he was to see Layered Heavens Palace destroyed, Henghe couldn't bring himself to take the path to survival that his master had sacrificed his life for.
For the first time in his life, the tall young man's eyes reddened. "Master, I won't leave. You take your junior brothers and sisters and leave. I'll stay here and hold off those demons for you."
"What nonsense are you spouting?!" The Palace Master glared at his disciple. "With your current cultivation level of only Golden Core, how can you possibly stop those demons? If you still acknowledge me as your master, go and gather your disciples right now. If you refuse to acknowledge me, then I will expel you from the Layered Heavens Palace today, and you need not remain here any longer!"
The palace master made his point very clear, giving Henghe no chance to refuse.
After hearing the final words, the grown man could only break down and kneel before his master, weeping uncontrollably.
"Stop your tears! Your master isn't dead yet!" the Palace Master coldly rebuked. "Remember this: after you leave with your people, whether you want to rebuild Layered Heavens Palace or live in anonymity, you are not allowed to return to the Twin Orchid Realm!"
Henghe suddenly looked up. "Master, won't you even give your disciple a chance for revenge?"
Seeing his eldest disciple's red eyes, the Palace Master, whose face had been cold and stern, couldn't help but soften. "Listen to me, don't provoke Fusheng. He was able to single-handedly turn the Twin Orchid Realm into what it is today; you should know he's no ordinary person. Your master only hopes that you will all live well."
Henghe's voice was choked with sobs. "Disciple, I understand."
Just as the master and disciple had settled on this location, a disciple's shouts came from outside. He had come to inform the palace master that their Layered Heavens Palace had been breached!
Outside the sect lies a defensive line built of mountains of corpses, while inside the sect are the remaining thousand disciples, firmly guarding the last line of defense against death!
After the palace master was defeated by the sect's protective formation, the wind and snow poured down on him, and his frail body seemed to be holding up the sky for the few remaining disciples.
Henghe ultimately obeyed his master's orders and led the surviving group of young disciples away through the secret passage of the Layered Heavens Palace.
His Storage Bag contained the flying boat left to him by the palace master. Once they escaped the demons' encirclement, they could use the flying boat to flee the Twin Orchid Realm.
Henghe dared not listen to the sounds behind him, nor dare he look at the expressions of his junior brothers and sisters beside him. He clenched his teeth, only uttering the word "Go".
Layered Heavens Palace, the remaining thousand disciples fell one by one. Only the Palace Master put up a last stand, trying to buy Henghe and the others a chance to escape.
Finally, only one hundred disciples remained from the Layered Heavens Palace. Looking at the devastated snowfield, the Palace Master shattered his own Dantian with a single palm strike...
The flying boat that rushed to the snowfield was still a step too late. Just as that familiar Spiritual Qi instantly absorbed all the Spiritual Qi on the snowfield, and the snow falling all over the sky stopped in mid-air.
Fang Chi's disciple badge suddenly fell to the ground and shattered instantly.
Before Fang Chi and the others could even react, a violent blizzard swept directly towards the airship in mid-air, nearly overturning them.
Once the flying boat stabilized again, everyone saw that the Layered Heavens Palace mountain, had been completely destroyed, and the Demonic Qi that had previously lingered above their heads had also completely dissipated.
Clearly, Layered Heavens Palace had perished along with those demons.
Fang Chi knelt down with a thud. She knew in her heart that Layered Heavens Palace was gone.
When the others saw her appearance and then looked at the ruins in the distance, they quickly realized that they were too late.
Sang Ying couldn't bear to see her friend like this, so she gritted her teeth and pulled her up from the ground.
Fang Chi also threw himself into her arms. "Sang Ying, Layered Heavens Palace is gone, my master is gone!"
At this moment, Fang Chi also understood the meaning of the strange change just now; it was the result of her master activating the tenth level of the Cultivation Method.
No one present knew better than her that once the tenth level of the Cultivation Method was activated, the person Cultivation Method it would have absolutely no chance of survival.
Sang Ying gritted her teeth and pulled the person out of her arms. "Come on! We'll go to the Layered Heavens Palace, we'll go find your master. Your master is gone, but you're still here. Layered Heavens Palace is gone, but its ruins remain! If you're willing, we'll help you rebuild Layered Heavens Palace!"
A tear clung to Fang Chi's eyelashes. She seemed not to have understood what Sang Ying had said, but still subconsciously asked, "You'll help me?"
"Yes, I will help you, not just me, everyone here will help you!" As Sang Ying spoke, many people stood up behind them.
Dong Fuzhu, in particular, was the first to speak up, saying, "Don't worry, Sister Fang, we'll only leave when your sect is rebuilt!"
"Yes, if it's not finished, we won't leave!"
Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd, Fang Chi's bewildered and helpless expression gradually disappeared.
She wiped away her tears, took Sang Ying's hand, and stood up. "You're right, it's time for me to shoulder the responsibility for the Layered Heavens Palace."
The blizzard in the distance had completely subsided, and the flying boat continued along its previous route towards the Layered Heavens Palace.
The Palace Master's Cultivation Method were indeed powerful; she gave these demons no chance to escape, leaving them all behind in this snowy plain.
The group quickly disembarked from the flying boat and rushed towards the ruins.
The luxurious city lord's mansion was shrouded in dark clouds, and the dense Demonic Qi made even the demon generals guarding the place feel uncomfortable.
Fan Nanjun stared at the door in front of him, but he didn't dare to reach out and push it.
"What's wrong, Vice General Fan? Don't you love to fawn over the Demon Lord? Why aren't you going up to say anything about such an important matter today?" The alluring red-clad Hongyi demon general smiled, her gaze towards Fan Nanjun filled with hostility.
Upon hearing this, Fan Nanjun glared at her with a dark expression. "That sounds nice, but if you're so capable, why don't you go in and report today's battle results to the Demon Lord?"
The female demon general chuckled and said directly, "The Demon Lord has always favored you the most; this should be your credit, how dare we steal it? So, please, Vice General, go in quickly!"
Does she think the female demon is stupid? The current Fusheng demon lord is nothing but a heartless madman!
They were initially against rashly starting a war with righteous cultivators, but Fusheng still insisted on doing so. Fan Nanjun, that shameless scoundrel, further supported Fusheng's actions in order to win the Demon Lord's favor.
The demon general who resolutely opposed the plan was quickly killed by Fusheng, while Fan Nanjun was appointed as the deputy general of the demon army.
Recalling the past, the female demon couldn't help but let out another cold laugh. She was about to speak again when the door in front of her was suddenly pulled open.
"Come in!" Fusheng's voice came from inside, making Fan Nanjun swallow hard.
He suppressed his anxiety and stepped inside. Inside, the masked Demon Lord stared at him coldly, as if he were a piece of dead flesh.
"You lost, but to whom?" he asked.
Fan Nanjun tried hard to stop trembling so violently. "It was Sang Ying! She brought back a large number of cultivators from the Immortal Spirit Realm! She ruined your plans!"
"Sang, Ying?" The Demon Lord, who should have been furious, was surprisingly calm at this moment. He savored the name for a moment, his tone carrying a strange tenderness.
Suddenly, the Demon Lord spoke again, "Bring her to me. The one you mentioned, Sang Ying!"
A note from the author:
I feel like I'm having writer's block; I'll try to adjust it today.