Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 1075 Life-or-Death Battle, Slaying Chi Yuan
Seeing that the "Ice and Fire Dragon" had already flashed off to attack the other side of the battlefield, the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" had obviously already seen through Song Qingming's intentions.

He then cast another spell, spitting out a cloud of blood mist that directly covered the "crimson banner" not far in front of him.

The next moment, a burst of bloody light appeared on the banner, and soon five smaller "blood-red skulls" flew out again.

The moment these five "blood-red skeletons" appeared, they transformed into a ball of blood light and gave chase, their speed not much slower than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Before the "Ice and Fire Dragon" could get close to the battlefield, the blood-red light stopped it.

Seeing that it was blocked by five "blood-red skeletons", the "Ice-Fire Dragon" changed its form and transformed into its true form. Then, it forcefully spat out a ball of flame in front of it, which directly enveloped one of the skeletons.

The "Ice-Fire Flood Dragon" had reached the second level of the Nascent Soul stage, while the "Crimson Skull" in the flames was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core stage. In just a moment, it was burned to ashes by the flames it controlled.

But what was unexpected was that as soon as the "Crimson Skeleton" was killed, several other skeletons nearby immediately joined forces to cast a spell and release a ball of blood light.

Soon, the "blood-red skeleton" that had turned to ashes flew out of the blood-red light and reappeared intact in front of everyone, once again entangling the "ice-fire dragon".

Although these "blood-red skeletons" were far less powerful than the Ice-Fire Dragon, they seemed to possess immortal bodies, making it difficult for the Ice-Fire Dragon to spare the Ice-Fire Dragon to provide support.

Seeing that Song Qingming's plan to break the deadlock had been instantly thwarted, the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" standing in the distance couldn't help but show a hint of satisfaction on his lips.

To his slight surprise, Song Qingming remained calm and showed no panic despite his plan being ruined.

Thinking back to how he had just escaped from the "Floating Cloud Mountains" and was chased by Song Qingming and others, a hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon".

He then cast another spell, releasing several blood spears that swiftly attacked Song Qingming's location.

Faced with the renewed attack of the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon", Song Qingming hurriedly activated the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" to gather in one place and block in front of him, quickly stopping all the blood spears.

Although Song Qingming couldn't do anything to his opponent for the time being, he was still able to deal with the opponent's bloody attacks by relying on the powerful defensive capabilities of his natal magic weapon, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror".

However, the enemy before him was incredibly powerful, and he still hadn't figured out how to break through and defeat him.

Even though he still had no solution in mind, his years of experience fighting enemies gave Song Qingming a clue.

No matter what kind of enemy you encounter, if you want to defeat your opponent, the first thing you must do is remain calm!
Seeing that although his attacks had the upper hand, they were unable to break through the magic weapon in front of Song Qingming, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" was clearly not satisfied with the situation.

After repelling Song Qingming again with his spell, the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon," who was preparing for his next attack, suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a blood-red short sword from his body.

The moment the short sword appeared, it swiftly transformed into a streak of blood-red light and shot towards Song Qingming.

After a loud "bang!"

In mid-air, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" was pierced directly by the sword light, and Song Qingming was like a magical artifact that had been knocked away, his figure turning into a streak of light and falling directly to the ground.

Seeing that he had succeeded in his attack, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" laughed excitedly and then turned into a bloody light to give chase.

He vowed to kill Song Qingming in one fell swoop, so as to avenge himself when he was hunted down back then.

"Fellow Daoist Song!"

Yu Zifang, who was still fighting the "blood-red skull" in the distance, couldn't help but shout out in concern when he saw Song Qingming in such a crisis.

He wanted to break away and go to provide support, but was blocked in front of him by the "blood-red skeleton" casting a spell, and his face immediately showed a sense of helplessness.

Just as the figure of "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" caught up with Song Qingming, a melodious bell sound suddenly entered his ears from who-knows-where.

Immediately afterward, Song Qingming, who was enveloped in the light of escape in the distance, suddenly stopped and then turned around and rushed towards his location.

"Hmph! Overestimating yourself."

Upon seeing this, the short sword in the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon's" hand flew out again, instantly piercing through Song Qingming's head once more.

The next moment, he was shattered by the bloody light and disappeared into blood mist before the other party's eyes.

"This tastes wrong, it's an illusion."

At the very moment Song Qingming disappeared into the distance, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" instantly sensed something was off about the other party's aura and quickly turned to look in another direction beside him.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon," Song Qingming, whom he had just killed, reappeared in mid-air, now holding a crimson banner.

Before the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" could make a move, the protective shield outside the "Crimson Banner" was shattered by Song Qingming's lightning.

The next moment, the "blood-red skeleton" that was still fighting with Yu Zifang and the Ice-Fire Dragon not far away suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist and disappeared into the air.

When Song Qingming was struck by the blood-red short sword, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" in front of him was unfortunately pierced by the blood light, causing a crack.

However, at the critical moment, Song Qingming used a mid-grade fourth-level spirit talisman to protect himself when the blood light was close by, and was not seriously injured by the blood light.

Seeing the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" coming after him, Song Qingming took advantage of the opponent's close proximity and suddenly activated the "Illusionary Heart Bell" magic weapon he had prepared.

Although "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" was a level above Song Qingming in cultivation, he was so eager to kill his opponent that he was clearly not on guard and his eyes were immediately blinded by the illusion.

By the time he realized what was happening, Song Qingming had already seized his "Crimson Banner" magic weapon and destroyed all the "Blood Skulls" that were difficult to kill.

At this moment, "Ice and Fire Dragon" and Yu Zifang had also arrived beside Song Qingming, and the three of them surrounded "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" in mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist Song, this demon is not easy to deal with, we must be careful!"

"Fellow Daoist Yu, I will try my best to hold him off. Why don't you go down first and see if you can rescue Fellow Daoist Lü and the others?"

Seeing that Yu Zifang wanted to step forward to help, Song Qingming gently shook his head at him, wanting him to go and rescue Lü Yue and the others who were trapped by the black mist first.

Upon hearing Song Qingming's suggestion, Yu Zifang hesitated for a moment before nodding slightly toward where he was.

Previously, when Song Qingming dealt with the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" alone, Yu Zifang thought that the other party might be in grave danger.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingming not only successfully restrained his opponent, but also took the opportunity to help him get out of his predicament, which gave Yu Zifang a new understanding of the strength of the white-clothed man in front of him.

Currently, the human cultivators are at a disadvantage on all four battlefields. To break this deadlock, they need to place their hopes on the great cultivators, including Lü Yue, below.

After agreeing to Song Qingming's suggestion, Yu Zifang quickly slipped away from the battlefield and headed straight for the black mist below.

Meanwhile, the "Ice and Fire Dragon" also left the battlefield under Song Qingming's instructions and headed upwards to help the other Nascent Soul cultivators who were entangled by demons.

With the cultivation level of the "Ice-Fire Flood Dragon" at the second level of the Nascent Soul stage, it was far inferior to the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" and could not pose much of a threat to him.

Staying here wouldn't be of any help to Song Qingming, so it would be better to let him go and help the other Nascent Soul cultivators escape first.

The entire battlefield is now at a stalemate, and Song Qingming isn't very confident he can defeat his opponent.

Next, whoever can break the deadlock between Yu Zifang and "Ice and Fire Dragon" will have a better chance than staying to help Song Qingming deal with "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon".

Previously, when faced with the three who had escaped, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" had not changed at all. However, when he saw Yu Zifang heading straight for the black mist, his expression finally became somewhat anxious.

"Boy, it's rare for you to come to my door on your own initiative today. I was going to play with you a little longer, but I underestimated you."

"Since that's the case, then you may all meet your deaths!"

After uttering a soft sound, a large amount of blood mist surged up around "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" again, quickly dyeing the surrounding area a blood red color, and then his entire body was engulfed in the blood mist.

After a short while, the crimson blood mist in mid-air gradually dissipated.

Then a tall, strange man, over ten feet tall and entirely crimson, with a peculiar horn on his head, reappeared before Song Qingming.

Seeing that "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" had not only transformed into a one-horned monster but also significantly enhanced his aura, a look of solemnity flashed across Song Qingming's eyes, and he quickly protected himself with the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror".

Just as Song Qingming was ready to defend himself, a streak of crimson light swiftly arrived in front of him, sending Song Qingming and his magical artifact flying with a single blow.

Having just repelled Song Qingming, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" did not intend to press his advantage. He immediately turned into a streak of light and headed straight for the black mist below.

Just as Yu Zifang arrived at the outer edge of the black mist and was about to try to break the barrier in front of him, he suddenly sensed danger approaching from behind.

Upon seeing this, Yu Zifang's expression changed immediately. He quickly stopped casting the spell and left the spot.

Just as Yu Zifang left his original spot, a crimson light arrived behind him, then transformed into a giant blood-red hand that grabbed him as he tried to escape.

Seeing that he was suddenly trapped by a burst of bloody light, Yu Zifang immediately cast a spell to release a burst of white lightning in an attempt to break free from the bloody light.

But to his surprise, the lightning techniques he had previously cultivated to counter demonic cultivators were completely ineffective against the blood-red light before him.

Even though he had tried his best to control the lightning, the giant blood-red hand was not affected much. Instead, it became even more powerful and tightened its grip on his space.

The bloody light was getting closer and closer, about to engulf Yu Zifang completely.

Just when he was already struggling to hold on, two white spears suddenly flew from the distance and instantly pierced through the blood-ring cage in front of Yu Zifang.

Using the white spear to create an opening, Yu Zifang immediately transformed into a beam of light and left the spot, finally escaping from his life-or-death predicament.

"Fellow Daoist Song, thank you for saving my life!" Yu Zifang, who had just escaped with his life, looked at Song Qingming who had lent him a helping hand and quickly expressed his gratitude.

At this moment, Song Qingming had no time to be polite with the other party, his gaze still fixed on the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" guarding the front of the black mist not far away.

“Fellow Daoist Yu, this guy is an avatar of a true demon from the upper realm. If we continue fighting like this, we may not be his match.”

I possess a secret technique that could potentially severely injure this demon, but I need to time it perfectly to succeed!

Previously, when facing the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon," Song Qingming was somewhat confident that he could restrain his opponent.

However, after this demon transformed, its strength far surpassed that of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and it was estimated to be approaching that of those peak Nascent Soul experts who were half-step into the Divine Transformation realm.

Facing an opponent of this caliber, Song Qingming had little confidence in restraining him, let alone breaking through the blockade to rescue Lü Yue and the others trapped below.

For now, Song Qingming only had one last trump card left in his mind, one that he wouldn't easily use.

However, using this secret technique would consume at least 80% of his mana. If he couldn't completely annihilate the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon," they probably wouldn't have any other chances.

"At this point, there's no other way. If we can't rescue Senior Brother Lü and the others, we're all likely to be in grave danger."
I've come to create an opportunity for you, Fellow Daoist Song. Please proceed with your spellcasting."

Upon hearing what Song Qingming said, Yu Zifang, who had no other choice in mind, agreed without much thought.

Then Yu Zifang reached out and gently patted his waist, taking out a silver talisman and sticking it directly to his chest.

As bursts of spiritual light emanated from the silver talisman, Yu Zifang's aura rapidly increased, and his entire body was bathed in silvery-white light.

The next moment, Yu Zifang quickly cast a spell with both hands, and suddenly a circular magic seal appeared in the empty void in front of him amidst lightning and thunder.

"Five Thunderbolts Slay the Demon!"

As soon as Yu Zifang raised his hand with all his might, five surging bolts of lightning suddenly shot out from the circular magic seal, heading straight for the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" below.

Faced with the sudden lightning bolt, the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" standing below did not pay much attention. He flashed away from his original position and circled around to Yu Zifang's front from outside the opponent's attack.

"This, ah!"

Before Yu Zifang could react, he was sent flying by a fist wreathed in blood.

Their movements were swift and effortless, as if the two were not even in the same league.

Immediately afterwards, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" changed direction and headed straight for Song Qingming's location in mid-air, its speed even faster than the previous move.

Seeing that danger was approaching again, Song Qingming, who was about to cast a spell, quickly put away the scroll in his hand and flashed away from the spot, manipulating the magic weapon to protect himself.

He had originally hoped that Yu Zifang could hold off the opponent for a while, so that he could find an opportunity to cast a spell and deliver a fatal blow to severely damage the opponent.

Unexpectedly, Yu Zifang, who had just been full of confidence, couldn't even withstand a single strike from the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon." Song Qingming was also surprised and somewhat frustrated.

Seeing that "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" was staring intently at him, seemingly aware of who his greatest threat was, Song Qingming felt even more anxious.

Under such unfavorable circumstances, they simply cannot find a suitable opportunity to make a move, and if things drag on, the situation will definitely become even more disadvantageous for them.

Just as Song Qingming was desperately dodging the attacks of the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon", a flash of white light appeared in the distance and two more figures suddenly appeared. They were Zhu Qizheng and another Nascent Soul cultivator from the "Jade Spirit Sect" who had come to help.

Previously, Song Qingming sent "Ice and Fire Dragon" to provide support, which finally gave the two who were entangled by the demons a chance to escape and rush to the battlefield below to provide support.

With Zhu Qizheng and the other man helping to hold him back, Song Qingming finally had a chance to catch his breath and immediately took out the prepared scroll from his person.

Song Qingming quickly poured all his magical power into the scroll, and soon the scroll in his hand emitted bursts of golden light, and a powerful pressure appeared in the scene.

Meanwhile, the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" not far away seemed to sense a danger as well. He immediately cast a spell to knock away Zhu Qizheng and the other person who were trying to stop him, and then went to stop Song Qingming who was casting a spell.

Just as "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" was about to set off, several powerful bolts of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, forming a lightning cage that blocked his path.

"Fellow Daoist Song, just keep casting your spell, and this old Daoist will do his best to restrain him!"

Not far away in mid-air, Yu Zifang, with a trace of blood still in his mouth, faced the incomparably powerful "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" in front of him, without the slightest thought of retreating.

"court death!"

Faced with Yu Zifang's obstruction, "Red Cloud Saint Demon" immediately showed a hint of anger on his face and smashed the lightning cage in front of him with a powerful punch.

Before he could break through the obstruction, the lightning cage that had already been blazing suddenly changed and transformed into several white ropes, directly binding the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon".

However, these restraints had little effect on this demon. A flash of blood-red light appeared, and the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" broke through the lightning restraints and arrived in front of Yu Zifang.

Even though they had released protective magic weapons, these were as fragile as paper in front of the enraged "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon," and were shattered by his single punch.

The next moment, a blood-red hand pierced through Yu Zifang's chest, and even his "natal nascent soul" was grabbed by the other party.

"Senior Brother Yu!"

Zhu Qizheng, a fellow disciple, saw this horrifying scene from afar and couldn't help but let out a cry of grief and indignation.

However, none of this could stop the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon". Soon, Yu Zifang's "natal nascent soul" was swallowed whole by the demon, just like Qiu Yuanshan had been.

After killing Yu Zifang, "Red Cloud Saint Demon" was about to turn around and deal with Song Qingming who was not far away when he suddenly felt a strange chill coming from him, as if he had been targeted by a very dangerous aura.

After only a slight hesitation, the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" transformed into a blood-red light and headed straight for Song Qingming's location.

But at the very moment he set off, the golden light in front of Song Qingming had already gathered into a giant flying sword, which then shot out directly, its target the crimson light in mid-air.

"This aura, how is this possible!"

Just as the golden giant sword was formed, the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon," who was halfway there, suddenly stopped in surprise, his face showing disbelief.

The next moment, the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon" in mid-air made an unexpected choice, turning into a bloody light and turning to flee into the distance.

Unfortunately, even with his speed at its peak, he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the "golden giant sword".

A moment later, the "golden giant sword" caught up with the opponent.

At this moment, the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon," whose entire body was enveloped in golden light, had already sensed the overwhelming sword intent contained within the golden light, and his face was filled with astonishment.

Seeing that he was about to be swallowed up by the golden sword intent in front of him, "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" could only forcefully cast a spell to release a blood light shield to resist.

Unexpectedly, the shield he had painstakingly created was no match for the overwhelming golden sword intent, and the blood-red shield shattered right before his eyes.

"Impossible! How could this be!"

When he fought Song Qingming before, the opponent was only a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who could barely raise his strength to the late-stage Nascent Soul realm by relying on the "Puppet Array" on his body.

How could "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" have imagined that Song Qingming, who was not particularly noticeable among the many human cultivators, actually possessed such a powerful killing move?

If he had known this would happen, he probably would have fled the battlefield the moment he saw Song Qingming.

Unfortunately, no matter how much the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" regretted it, he could not change the fate he was about to face.

A scream of despair rang out, and the figure of "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" in mid-air was quickly swallowed up by the golden sword light.

After a long time, when the golden light dissipated, only some fragments of limbs remained at the scene, and the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon" had long since disappeared.

By the time Song Qingming arrived in the middle of the battlefield, he could no longer sense that the other party was still alive, and even their primordial spirit had completely disappeared.

At this moment, Song Qingming, who had been looking tense, finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing that he had finally gotten rid of this big problem.

In order to kill the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon", Song Qingming did not hesitate to directly use the "natal sword intent" left to him by his master, Daoist Lingxu.

Fortunately, the result of this attack did not disappoint him, and he finally succeeded in killing his opponent, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.

Otherwise, if he fails, Song Qingming, who has already exhausted all his magical power, will probably have no choice but to flee in defeat.

Back when I first fought against the "Crimson Cloud Holy Demon," I was merely a Nascent Soul cultivator in the early stages, and I didn't even have the qualifications to confront him head-on.

Unexpectedly, after escaping the "Floating Cloud Mountains," this demon still ended up dying at his own hands.

"Huh! What is this?"

Just as Song Qingming's gaze swept across the battlefield, a small, red bone, about an inch in size, suddenly caught his eye, and he quickly took it into his hand.

Sensing that the object possessed some spatial power, and seemingly a storage artifact belonging to the "Crimson Cloud Saint Demon," Song Qingming directly stored it in the cloth bag at his waist.

Just as he put the item away, he saw two streaks of light arrive at Song Qingming's side not far away.

(PS: I'll try to add some chapters tomorrow to make up for the word count I missed during the break. It will probably be a little late. I'll gradually resume the update schedule after I've made up for it.)
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