After being jilted by the saintess at the beginning, why is she crying?

You absolutely can't miss this opportunity!

He turned around abruptly and looked at Cang Yuwei, who was still standing there in a daze.

The woman was covered in wounds, her clothes were torn, and her face was as pale as paper. She had clearly been completely overwhelmed by the power of heaven and earth, and had almost lost her instinct to escape.

Hold on to me!

Without a word, Lin Fengmian grabbed her wrist. His palm was dry and hot, carrying an undeniable force.

When he pulled her like that, Cang Yuwei staggered and instinctively ran forward a few steps.

"you……"

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. At that moment, her heart was filled with mixed emotions. This man was the enemy she was hunting down, the murderer who had killed her nephew;

At the same time, he was also a true immortal master, the hope she had been searching for on this journey.

These two identities clashed fiercely in her heart, making her want to shake off his hand, yet instinctively afraid of losing her only support.

"Hold on tight if you don't want to die!"

Lin Fengmian didn't turn his head. His voice was almost torn apart by the howling sandstorm, but it carried an undeniable determination.

Cang Yuwei shook her head, a bitter smile appearing on her face:

"It's no use... This Soul-Devouring Storm is so powerful that ordinary people have no chance of survival once they enter. Immortal Master... you won't be able to get out either..."

Lin Fengmian ignored her words, but instead held her wrist tightly and moved against the wind in the direction the token indicated!

The sandstorm grew increasingly fierce, with the gale carrying fine sand that stung our faces like knives.

He squinted, barely able to see the scene three zhang ahead, and could only rely on the faint sensation from the token to make out the direction.

Two hundred li... one hundred and fifty li... one hundred li...

Every step felt like wading through a swamp, so heavy it felt like it would crush one's bones.

The endless yellow sand, amplified by the fierce wind, became as sharp as thousands of daggers, mercilessly tearing at their clothes and flesh.

Before long, Lin Fengmian's already tattered outer robe was torn into strips, revealing fine bloodstains.

Cang Yuwei's situation was even more dire—she was already injured, and now her condition was compounded by the fierce wind; her tattered clothes were being torn up by the wind.

Large expanses of snow-white skin were exposed, covered with fresh wounds and bruises, a shocking sight.

Her steps grew increasingly unsteady, and she swayed precariously, as if she might be swept away by the storm at any moment.

Seeing that she was about to give up, Lin Fengmian gritted her teeth and forced out the last bit of spiritual energy she had refined from the demon core!

"Buzz—"

A layer of pale golden light rapidly spread from his palm, completely enveloping the two of them.

Although the thin light barrier was not very bright, it completely blocked out the flying sand and stones around it, immediately reducing the whistling sound in our ears.

Cang Yuwei shuddered and looked up at the light shield that flowed with pale golden light, a feeling of indescribable shock welling up in her heart.

Is this the method of a Celestial Master? How amazing! The "spiritual power protection" that was talked about by those rogue martial artists as something miraculous, she finally saw it with her own eyes today.

She gazed at the tall, upright figure before her, the man whose body was scarred and battered by the wind and sand, yet who had unhesitatingly protected her at the crucial moment.

Something deep within her was deeply touched.

This man who killed her nephew has now become her only shield.

The two continued to support each other through the storm, like two vines tightly intertwined in the gale.

But Lin Fengmian's face grew paler and paler. The spiritual power converted from the demon core he had previously devoured was already limited, and after fleeing and fighting all the way, he was now completely exhausted.

"Damn it! The spiritual energy from the demon core is almost exhausted! Am I really going to perish in this sandstorm with her today?!"

He cursed under his breath, the veins on his forehead throbbing from overexerting his spiritual power. But the protective aura around him grew dimmer and dimmer, like a candle flickering in the wind.

finally--

"puff!"

A barely audible cracking sound rang out.

The pale golden light shield shattered suddenly like a burst bubble, turning into specks of light that dissipated in the gale!

Without the barrier, the even more intense gale instantly engulfed the two of them!

"Hmm!"

Lin Fengmian felt as if his entire body was being torn apart by a thousand knives, experiencing excruciating pain!

The destructive wind relentlessly poured into his mouth and nose, seeped into his bones, and even his strength to stand was rapidly fading away.

Cang Yuwei's condition worsened—her clothes were torn to shreds by the fierce wind.

Exposing large expanses of snow-white skin and wounds that had just scabbed over and then burst open, she looked like a leaf in the wind, as if she could be swept away at any moment.

The two were forced to huddle together, using their body heat and bodies to resist the power of heaven and earth.

Through the thin fabric, Lin Fengmian could clearly feel her frail body trembling and chilling. Cang Yuwei could also smell the hot, masculine scent emanating from him, tinged with the smell of blood.

On the brink of death, amidst this earth-shattering storm, all grudges and barriers of identity were forced to be temporarily set aside.

The two supported each other, struggling to move forward.

Cang Yuwei weakly forced a smile, a melancholy expression on her face, her voice hoarse and almost inaudible: "It seems... even the Immortal Master isn't omnipotent after all..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fengmian couldn't help but give a bitter laugh. He was breathing heavily, his voice broken and intermittent due to the wind and sand.

"There's no such thing as omnipotence... I don't belong to this world, I'm just a lost outsider. All I wanted was to go home, but I've inexplicably been dragged into all this mess..."

In the face of life and death, they set aside their defenses and grudges, and the two had a rare heart-to-heart talk.

Cang Yuwei recounted the fate of the Demon Suppressing Guards in fits and starts.

Those tragic stories passed down through generations, the monuments and remains of the Cang family ancestors, her elder brother's dying wish, and her feelings when she personally wrote her nephew's name into the candidate list.

Lin Fengmian, on the other hand, recounted the wonders of the outside world.

Flying celestial ships, teleportation arrays that can travel ten thousand miles a day, elixirs that prolong life, and the path to immortality through bathing in spiritual energy.

As Cang Yuwei listened, a longing gleamed in her eyes for the first time. So, there really were places like that in this world… but everything was so far away from her.

Just as Lin Fengmian was about to be torn apart by the gale and his consciousness began to blur, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him!

This gale... though deadly, the destructive power it contains is also a form of ultimate tempering!

His progress in the "Great Sun Floating Pagoda Manual" has been slow because he lacks a sufficiently powerful external force to refine his physical body.

Isn't this the best opportunity to temper one's body?