Slaying demons and eliminating evil, a martial saint among mortals.

Upon hearing this, Qin Lie felt even more choked up.

He's not a child; he naturally understands what's important and what's not.

Now that Wugu Luo's main soul has been drawn over, as long as this strike lands, the human race will be able to eliminate a major threat.

Pei Jinghan, Shen Shuyan, and the three thousand men of the Broken Wind Camp paved the way to this point through a century of sacrifice.

Qin Lie should not hesitate, nor can he hesitate!

But understanding something is one thing, but being able to actually do it is another.

While both involve drawing blood, he can kill demons without even blinking.

Because everyone was on opposing sides, he felt justified in killing demons.

But Pei Jinghan and Shen Shuyan are not demons; they are now dying for the human race.

Now he, Qin Lie, is asked to personally send them off on their final journey. How can he possibly do that?

Qin Lie lowered his head and clenched his teeth.

Just then, Pei Jinghan's voice came from the rooftop.

"Qin Lie!"

Qin Lie suddenly looked up.

Pei Jinghan stood there, his figure growing fainter and fainter.

But his voice remained authoritative, still that of a commander on the battlefield.

"Are you still a soldier of the Broken Wind Battalion?"

Qin Lie's heart skipped a beat.

Pei Jinghan stared at him and said sternly, "The three thousand brothers of the Duanfeng Camp are all watching!"

"They have all sacrificed themselves for this plan!"

"Should we let their sacrifices be rendered meaningless because of your soft heart?"

Qin Lie's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

"Qin Lie, I am giving you my orders now."

"Take the shards of snow and shatter the nails in my chest!"

Qin Lie still didn't answer, he just lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

However, his eyes were already red at this moment.

He didn't want to, and dared not, look at Pei Jinghan, fearing that if he did, he would be even less able to bring himself to do it.

But at that moment, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

His voice was rough, hoarse, and irritable, with a hint of cursing.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"So slow and indecisive."

"I've already agreed to buy you drinks."

"Does this mean I have to treat you to another meal for such a small thing?"

"Draw your sword!"

Qin Lie suddenly looked up.

In that instant, he seemed to see Li Tiezhu again.

He saw that old soldier from the Broken Wind Camp who was full of profanities but stood in front of him at the last moment.

I also saw many more people.

Those soldiers of the Broken Wind Camp who had long since died.

They didn't speak, they just stood there quietly, waiting for him to draw his sword.

Qin Lie's breathing gradually became heavier.

"it is good."

"I draw my sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Snow Shard was drawn from its sheath.

Clang!

The sound of swords clashing echoed throughout the entire Broken Wind Pass.

That clang of the blade severed the last vestige of hesitation in Qin Lie's heart.

Just like Shen Shuyan said.

Since death is inevitable, we cannot allow it to become meaningless.

Qin Lie suddenly raised his hand and threw the Zhenguan Seal into the air.

The Zhenguan Seal hung in mid-air, its heavy light falling down and steadily suppressing the entire formation.

Qin Lie grasped the broken snow with both hands.

With a stomp of his foot, he charged towards Pei Jinghan.

The wind whistled past my ears, and a flash of light brushed past me.

With each step forward, he felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife.

But he didn't stop.

Just then, the remnant soul of Wugu Luo suddenly spoke.

"Kid, you'd better think this through!"

"If this knife strikes, Pei Jinghan will truly be dead!"

Qin Lie did not answer.

Uguro's voice became even more urgent.

"As long as you don't stab me, I can guarantee your survival!"

"Afterwards, you will pledge allegiance to my demon race, and you will enjoy endless wealth and glory!"

"I can give you anything you want!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Lie's eyes turned completely cold.

He was initially in some pain, but after Uguro spoke, his heart changed from pain to resolve.

"Shut up."

"You are not qualified to negotiate with me."

A cold light suddenly flashed on the Snow Shattering Blade.

Pei Jinghan stood on the rooftop, watching Qin Lie rush towards him.

There was no fear or regret on his face.

Only a faint smile.

Shen Shuyan stood beside Pei Jinghan, his body almost completely transparent.

A smile was also on his lips.

After waiting for so many years, this moment has finally arrived.

At this moment, the ninth nail in Pei Jinghan's chest had fully lit up.

It shone brightly embedded in his transparent chest, like a star about to burn out.

Qin Lie's eyes were fixed on the array nail; he knew what this strike meant.

But he had no way out.

Not only him, but everyone else had no way out.

"Qin Lie of the Broken Wind Camp".

"Yes, sir!"

The next instant, shattered snowflakes fell.

The blade sliced ​​through the array of lights, bringing with it a blinding, cold glint.

Pei Jinghan and Shen Shuyan both smiled and looked at Qin Lie.

Only Uguro let out a terrified roar.

"No!"

The moment the blade collided with the ninth spike.

thump.

It sounded like a drumbeat.

It was like a heartbeat.

The whole world suddenly fell silent.

However, the silence lasted only a moment.

The next second, the ninth nail in Pei Jinghan's chest suddenly made a soft sound.

Click.

The sound was very soft.

But to Qin Lie's ears, it sounded so grating!

Immediately afterwards, a crack appeared on the array nail.

Then comes the second course.

Third course

……

The cracks are increasing.

Finally, the entire spike shattered completely.

It transformed into countless tiny specks of light, emanating from Pei Jinghan's chest.

At the same time, the array patterns inside Duanfeng Pass also began to slowly dim.

One by one, the illuminated patterns on the city wall went out.

"impossible!"

A bloodcurdling scream came from the depths of the formation.

"How could this century-long plan...?"

His voice no longer carried the arrogance it once did.

All that remained was terror and resentment.

But the great formation did not stop because of his unwillingness.

But the terrifying pulling force continued, dragging all the souls connected to him into the Broken Wind Formation.

"Pei Jinghan!"

"Shen Shuyan!"

"I will not let you get away with this!"

"This seat..."

His voice grew fainter and fainter until it disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.

Qin Lie stood still, still holding the Snow-Shattering Blade in his hand.

After that stab, he felt completely drained.

Pei Jinghan and Shen Shuyan's already transparent bodies now resembled two shadows that could be blown away by the wind at any moment.

However, neither of them showed any signs of pain.

Pei Jinghan looked at Shen Shuyan and chuckled.

"Old Shen! You only have some talent in formations, your strategy is practically zero."

"In my next life, I'd rather not be a strategist."

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuyan immediately rolled her eyes.

"How dare you say I have zero strategic acumen?"

"You're all brawn and no brains. Don't be a general in your next life, just be a common soldier."

Pei Jinghan smiled.

Shen Shuyan smiled too.

The two looked at each other, as if they had returned to many years ago.

One man, clad in armor and wielding a sword, stands on the sand table, strategizing and planning; the other, dressed in white and holding a feather fan, offers advice and strategies in front of the sand table.

They argued and disliked each other.

But when it came to a life-or-death situation, no one backed down even a step.

After Pei Jinghan finished laughing, he looked at Qin Lie.

His figure had almost disappeared from sight, but Qin Lie could still hear his voice clearly.

"Qin Lie, when the human race achieves a great victory, don't forget to come here and let me know."

Qin Lie stared at the two transparent figures, his throat tightening.

He nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jinghan seemed completely relieved and looked up at the sky outside Duanfeng Gorge.

"These green hills and clear waters are truly beautiful..."

Shen Shuyan also looked up.

"Old Pei, let's go!"

Pei Jinghan laughed and cursed.

"What's the rush? We're here now."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body completely dissipated, turning into specks of light that merged into the wind.

Shen Shuyan also closed his eyes at the same time.

The seal of the town trembled slightly in mid-air.

Then, Shen Shuyan's figure also disappeared.

There was no farewell, only a wisp of bluish-white light that flashed briefly in the center of the formation before going out completely.

Duanfeng Pass fell silent once again.

This time, it was truly quiet.

Pei Jinghan was finally free, and the three thousand men of the Duanfeng Camp no longer needed to guard this pass.

Qin Lie stood still, without making a move for a long time.

The oppressive atmosphere that had enveloped the entire pass gradually dissipated, and the array patterns that had been there for a hundred years disappeared completely.

Even the perennial chilling aura in Broken Wind Gorge was completely cleansed by the great formation.

The wind blew in from outside the canyon, scattering everything that had been left behind.

The Broken Wind Pass, once a deadly place that trapped the dead and their lingering resentment, has been transformed back into an ordinary city wall.

Meanwhile.

In a dark cave deep within the demon realm, Wugu Luo sat cross-legged on a stone platform.

His body was surrounded by demonic energy, and black runes slowly rotated around him.

But just as the Wind-Breaking Formation was completely closed, his body suddenly stiffened.

A grayish-white light shone from between his brows.

The light flashed for only a moment before it went out with a bang.

Uguro's body remained in the same posture as when he was cultivating, but his aura had completely disappeared.

Life extinguished, soul dissipated!

Wu Gu Luo, one of the twelve candidates of the demon race, died in his own cave.

At the same time, a soul lamp hanging high on the third floor of the Demon Clan's Soul Palace began to shake violently.

The elder guarding the soul lamp suddenly looked up, his expression changing.

"not good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the flame on the soul lamp trembled violently before going out completely.

The elder remained frozen in place.

He stared at the extinguished soul lamp, his eyes widening little by little.

Ugu Luo.

died?

How is that possible?

Wasn't he in seclusion in the heart of the demon realm?

Let alone human experts, even within the demon race, very few people can get close to his cave.

But now his soul lamp has gone out, which means his soul has been scattered and he doesn't even have a chance to be reborn.

At this moment, the elder's heart was bleeding.

Wugu Luo is no ordinary demon; he is one of the twelve candidates of the demon race, a genius who is qualified to challenge for a high position in the demon race in the future!

Such a being, and yet it died just like that.

Soon, two small, blood-red characters appeared beneath the soul lamp.

Qin Lie.

Upon seeing these two words, the elder's expression turned completely ferocious.

"Qin Lie..."

He gritted his teeth and pronounced the name word by word.

The next second, his roar echoed throughout the entire Soul Palace.

"Send word to put Qin Lie's name on the Blood List."

"Whoever brings back his head will be rewarded with three thousand demon bones and three months of cultivation in the blood pool!"