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As soon as he finished speaking, the runes on the sword suddenly exploded.

Agu felt as if a sun had been stuffed into his chest, so hot that his entire face contorted in pain.

That power surged through his body, scorching his demonic energy and meridians, making his very soul feel as if it were being roasted on a fire.

He screamed in agony, finally losing his composure.

"Stop! What do you think you're doing! Do you want to leave? Let me go, and I'll let you go!"

Lin Zhixu did not stop, and looked at him coldly.

Starting from his heart, Agu's body seemed to be torn apart by a golden crack, with wisps of black energy seeping out, only to be burned into nothingness by the runes.

He screamed and struggled, and finally, with a heart-wrenching roar, he collapsed as if all his strength had been drained away.

Lin Zhixu ignored him and took the opportunity to run away.

He didn't know if that sword strike could completely kill Agu; he only knew that this was a one-time opportunity, and if he missed it, it would be gone forever.

He rushed out of the Demon Palace and plunged into the dark, dense forest.

The rain fell like a curtain, and the leaves rustled in the wind, the branches blocking out the last bit of sunlight.

He didn't know which way to go, but ran forward by instinct, stumbling and falling. His robes were torn to shreds by thorns, and his face and the back of his hands were covered with small, bloody cuts.

Yu Linzhou was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, and wherever his sword passed, demonic blood rained down.

But at a certain moment, his heart suddenly skipped a beat without warning, as if he had sensed something.

His eyes lit up, and without any hesitation, he used his sword to repel several demon generals who were close by, then turned and rushed towards the edge of the cliff.

"Yu Linzhou!" Yan Lingcang called out to him in a deep voice as he caught sight of him out of the corner of his eye.

Yu Linzhou did not look back, but leaped into the churning sea of ​​mist below the cliff.

Li Hanshan also sensed it.

His expression changed drastically, and he cursed Agu inwardly for being useless and unable to even keep an eye on a person.

But he was entangled with Yan Lingcang and didn't have time to chase after him.

At the bottom of the cliff, the dense forest stretched like a sea.

As soon as Yu Linzhou landed, before he could even stand up properly, he rushed towards the direction from which the aura came.

There was no path in the forest, so he carved one out of thin air.

If someone could see them, they would notice that the two were running along the same route, like two points on a straight line, getting closer and closer until they met.

Yu Linzhou stopped in his tracks.

Lin Zhixu stood among several fallen, dead trees, soaked to the bone, with fine bloodstains on his face and hands.

He was looking at him, and their eyes met.

Lin Zhixu opened his mouth, but it felt like something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't make a sound.

He thought he was calm and composed enough, but when he saw Yu Linzhou standing in front of him covered in blood, his heart still clenched painfully.

Yu Linzhou was in front of him almost the instant he saw him, and with a long arm, he pulled the man tightly into his arms.

He held me so tightly, as if he wanted to meld meld me into his very bones.

Their soaked robes clung to each other, making it impossible to tell whose blood or whose temperature it was.

Lin Zhixu buried her head in his chest and felt his whole body trembling slightly.

"I'm here. Don't be afraid."

Yu Linzhou's voice was hoarse beyond recognition, as if it had rolled around in his chest a thousand times.

Lin Zhixu closed his eyes, his eyes stinging with tears.

He raised his hand and hugged Yu Linzhou back, his fingertips digging into his blood-stained robes.

"I wasn't afraid," Lin Zhixu said softly, his voice dampened by the rain. "I knew you would come."

Yu Linzhou had a lot to say, but in the end, all the words stuck in his throat, leaving only a heart full of lingering fear and the ecstatic joy of regaining what he had lost.

Lin Zhixu leaned against him, listening to his disordered yet powerful heartbeat.

"Yu Linzhou," he called softly.

"Um."

"Let's go home."

"Okay, let's go home."

……

On the cliff, the black and white lights continued to intertwine.

Yan Lingcang's sword light grew increasingly fierce, forcing Li Hanshan's black aura to retreat steadily.

The demon generals he brought with him are all dead.

Li Hanshan was swept away by a sword, his black energy dissipating and then condensing again, before he managed to regain his footing in mid-air.

He glanced down at his gradually fading body, then looked at Yan Lingcang standing with his sword drawn, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"How can you be so strong? This shouldn't be happening! Have your injuries healed? How is that possible?!"

Yan Lingcang lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent. "Do you think I would come here unprepared? It's not like I'm tired of living."

Just as Yan Lingcang was about to attack again, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

It was Yu Linzhou who rescued the person.

He then ceased fighting, and his spiritual power surged dramatically. He slowly raised his sword, and before the sword's momentum was exhausted, the wind and thunder in the world seemed to echo in response.

Li Hanshan was already being pushed back step by step, and now seeing Yan Lingcang adopting a desperate stance, alarm bells rang in his mind.

Li Hanshan finally got scared.

He let out a shriek, no longer caring about saving face, and transformed into a wisp of black smoke, fleeing madly into the distance.

His voice carried far through the rain, filled with resentment: "You wait! It's not that I've lost today, it's that I haven't fully recovered! When I return, I will tear you all to pieces, and you will never be able to reincarnate!"

Yan Lingcang did not give chase.

He slowly lowered his sword, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

He swayed, using his sword to brace himself and prevent himself from falling.

That sword strike just now only looked impressive; in reality, it was impossible to execute.

If I were to actually swing it, it would take at least half his life.

Fortunately, Li Hanshan escaped.

He lowered his eyes and wiped away the blood that had seeped from the corner of his lips.

Footsteps could be heard from the edge of the cliff in the distance.

Yu Linzhou led Lin Zhixu up.

Both of them were soaked, especially Yu Linzhou, who looked utterly disheveled.

Yu Linzhou saw that Yan Lingcang's face was as white as paper. He released Lin Zhixu and walked a few steps to Yan Lingcang's side.

Lin Zhixu stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Yan Lingcang, saying, "Thank you."

Yan Lingcang shook his head.

Yu Linzhou asked, "How are you?"

Yan Lingcang looked up at him and said irritably, "It's nothing, you won't die."

Yu Linzhou choked, knowing that Yan Lingcang was in a bad mood, and unusually, he didn't retort.

Yan Lingcang's expression hardened: "We need to leave quickly. Li Hanshan was just intimidated by me and didn't react in time."

"He's an extremely suspicious man, and it won't be long before he realizes what's going on. If he discovers that my sword strike was just a feint, he'll definitely turn back."

"Let's go." Yu Linzhou said no more, grabbed Lin Zhixu's wrist, and pulled him to his side.

He then looked at Yan Lingcang, "Can you still fly on a sword?"

Yan Lingcang nodded: "It's alright."

Without further delay, the three of them ascended into the air on their swords and sped towards the sect.

The wind whistled past my ears, carrying the dampness of the rain.

As Lin Zhixu gazed at the increasingly bright sky ahead, his tense nerves finally relaxed.

it is finally over.

……

The three traveled swiftly, and as dawn broke, they finally caught sight of the Tianheng Sect's mountain gate in the distance.

The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and everything in the mountains was shrouded in a thin layer of blue.

The gatekeeper disciples were startled when they saw three sword lights coming from afar. After seeing who it was, they quickly released the barrier and ran up the mountain.

Excitedly, he ran and shouted, "They're back! Immortal Venerable Fengheng and Immortal Venerable Wucang are back! Senior Brother Lin is back too!"