He Is Gu Huaiwei!

Something's not right about the Fusheng.

This is what Sang Ying has discovered these days.

After receiving the Storage Bag from the red fox, Sang Ying had been keeping it very carefully. At first, her Spiritual Power was not enough to open the Storage Bag, but fortunately, Fusheng had been very busy these days and had no time to care about it.

If I happen to see her, I'll only offer a brief word of concern before disappearing from sight.

Therefore, Sang Ying had many opportunities to cultivate, and she also secretly stored a lot of Spiritual Power in the Qi Vortex between her forehead and in her Dantian.

Although she cannot yet unleash the power of Nascent Soul Cultivator, she is still at the Qi Refinement Great Perfection.

Thinking of this, Sang Ying couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fusheng, Fu Sheng hadn't spent much time with her; if he had looked at her more often, he might have discovered that she had broken the seal.

As she absorbed the last wisp of moonlight, Sang Ying felt her sealed meridians begin to loosen again. She clenched her right hand, looking at the thick calluses she had deliberately left on it, and felt much more at ease.

After finishing her meditation, Sang Ying remembered the three greedy foxes in the yard, so she went outside to feed them one more time.

These three fox cubs aren't as clever as their adult counterparts; they're more like children, playful and mischievous. They were probably starving before, and now they're incredibly greedy. They need to be fed at least ten times a day to keep them from causing trouble.

Sang Ying treated them as human beings and naturally didn't want them to go hungry.

But as soon as she stepped out, she bumped into Fusheng, who was about to knock on the door.

The Demon Lord was much taller than her, completely blocking the bright moon behind him.

Overwhelmed by his powerful aura, Sang Ying instinctively took a step back before regaining her balance. "Master, what brings you here so late?"

Through the mask, his expression was somewhat complicated. He seemed to want to say something to Sang Ying, but in the end, he changed the subject and said, "The Flowing Light Sword Sect is about to disappear. Sang Ying, you must be my good disciple. I won't let you suffer any injustice."

Sang Ying listened intently, and nodded only after he finished speaking, "I understand. So, Master, is there anything else?"

"No, that's all." Fusheng shook his head. "You should get some rest. Oh, by the way, I might be very busy for the next few days and won't have time to come see you. Take care of yourself."

He gave Sang Ying one last, deep look before turning and leaving.

Seeing Fusheng's reaction, Sang Ying guessed that he had probably discovered her secret actions. She thought he would explode on the spot and teach her another lesson.

But it seems he intends to let me go upon Fusheng? Or does he think that as long as the Flowing Light Sword Sect is gone, no matter what I do, I can't escape his grasp?

Sang Ying's eyes dimmed for a moment. She believed that the sect would survive this calamity. What she had to do was to escape during the chaos when Jiang Zhuoxue and the others launched their counterattack, so as not to give those people the opportunity to take her hostage.

She looked up at the moon in the sky; this brief peace might soon be broken.

Suddenly, news came from Ten Thousand Daos Born that all his disciples were to be temporarily transferred, and no one was allowed to stay. When this news reached everyone's ears, all of Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples were somewhat surprised.

Dong Fuzhu was the first to voice her opposition. She was well aware that the crisis in the Twin Orchid Realm was still ongoing, and if they withdrew, this small world would surely be destroyed.

However, Jiulian's attitude was very firm, indicating that the message from the sect had been delivered, and all of Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples had to obey the order and return.

"If you wish to betray the sect, then you may disobey the sect's orders," Jiulian said solemnly.

Upon hearing this, even though the other disciples didn't want to leave, they could see that Jiulian was unhappy, and they dared not provoke her at this critical moment.

Distressed, Dong Fuzhu went to her senior, hoping to find some comfort from "Sang Ying".

But Qi Yaoji wasn't Sang Ying; why would she bother comforting someone she had no connection with? She couldn't wait for these Ten Thousand Daos Born disciples to leave!

So Dong Fuzhu was naturally disappointed with Qi Yaoji. Looking at the completely unfamiliar "Sang Ying", she even felt for a moment that the person standing in front of her was a completely different person.

"Senior sister, will you leave with us?" Dong Fuzhu suddenly asked.

Qi Yaoji immediately replied seriously, "Of course not, I want to stay with my parents."

This answer dispelled some of Dong Fuzhu's doubts, but she quickly realized that the other person's expression when she said this seemed somewhat unlike that of her senior.

Regardless of Dong Fuzhu's many doubts, the day for Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples to leave had come. They came in a hurry, and they left in an even more hurried manner.

The flying boat that Ten Thousand Daos Born brought was destroyed. Now, this flying boat is the best one that the Flowing Light Sword Sect took out from its treasure trove as a gift in gratitude for the other party's previous rescue.

Seeing this, the crowd, who were already reluctant to leave at this juncture, became even more unwilling.

This time, however, Jiulian seemed unusually cold-hearted. When the disciples refused to leave, he grabbed them by the collar one by one and took them away. The two sides barely said goodbye before the flying boat quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

As Fusheng watched the flying boat disappear, and the Flowing Light Sword Sect reactivated its protective formation, he finally addressed his demon generals. "It's time. A swift and decisive victory is needed to annihilate the Flowing Light Sword Sect! Remember, leave no one alive."

He didn't even plan to keep Sang Ying's parents alive. He knew very well that as long as there were people in this world who Sang Ying cared more about, he would never be the only one in Sang Ying's heart.

Fusheng must sever all of Sang Ying's escape routes!

Several demon generals received the order and immediately went to begin preparations. Only Fan Nanjun had been out of contact since he told him about the Devil Dragon that day.

Fusheng didn't know what he had gone off to do, but fortunately, the absence of Fan Nanjun hadn't affected the situation much. Fusheng simply decided to ignore him.

The Devil Race are fully prepared, and the Flowing Light Sword Sect is also ready.

Wen Miaoshu finished writing the final stroke at the core of the formation, and Elder Yanhua took out a wooden box containing five different types of Spirit Crystal. The Spirit Crystal were placed one by one into the core of the formation, and the entire formation flickered for a moment before disappearing from everyone's sight.

The disciples with lower cultivation levels in the sect have all been moved away, including the sect leader who is still unconscious.

Qi Yaoji originally planned to take the opportunity to escape back to the Devil Race Clan's territory, but she was discovered by Wen Miaoshu, who had been keeping an eye on her, and she has now been imprisoned.

When the thunderous roar came from in front of the mountain gate, everyone knew that the final battle had begun.

Perhaps it was because the Devil Race's attack was too loud, or perhaps because his injuries had been well cared for, the sect leader suddenly woke up on the way to their retreat.

His sudden awakening caused quite a stir among the crowd, but the sect leader didn't care whether they were frightened or not. He instinctively grabbed the person closest to him and roared as if in a final burst of energy:

"The Demon Lord's Fusheng is Gu Huaiwei! He is Gu Huaiwei! Tell them! Go tell Elder Yanhua, he is Gu Huaiwei!"