Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Qingcang roared and swung his sword at Yingsi.

Unexpectedly, these shadow threads were extremely tough and could grow automatically. Qing Cang used all his strength, but the more he cut, the more shadow threads appeared, constantly wrapping around him.

Qingcang was flung into the air.

"Azure!"

Langhuan hurriedly turned around, and the ancient mirror flashed out from her sleeve. A beam of green light shone on the shadow silk, instantly burning it off.

"Thump!"

Qingcang, freed from his restraints, crashed heavily into the sea. Langhuan had already swooped down, grabbed his arm, and lifted him out of the water.

"Cough cough cough!"

Qingcang coughed up several mouthfuls of seawater, and there was a deep wound on his arm that exposed the bone, from which blood was gushing out.

"Don't worry about me... let's go!"

"Qing Cang hissed."

Langhuan gritted her teeth, glared at Xu Xuan, and then, supporting Qingcang, sped away into the distance.

"snort!"

Knowing he had missed his chance, Xu Xuan stood there and gave a sinister snort. In any case, he had already achieved his goal.

On the sea, the demonic mist churned, and the three demons gathered together, watching the figures disappear on the sea.

The cunning man said with a mocking expression, "Let them waste their energy on this sea, so they won't get in the way."

Xu Xuan smiled wickedly: "I'm afraid they don't know yet that there's more than one way to the Demon Clan's Holy Land. Once we get there first and set up our plan, hahaha..."

"Just thinking about it is exciting!"

He threw his head back and laughed triumphantly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Get out of here!"

Gui Mo turned his head and coldly rebuked, and Xu Xuan trembled all over, hurriedly nodding respectfully in agreement.

The three of them didn't linger. They transformed into wisps of black smoke and flew westward, skimming the sea surface.

At this moment, the seabed of the glacial sea is not calm.

Countless undercurrents surged, and powerful forces tore at Li Yuan and the others' bodies, sweeping them into unknowable depths.

Li Yuan reached out to grab Leng Ningshuang, but was pulled away by a powerful current of water, and in the blink of an eye, they were several feet apart.

The icy seawater poured into his mouth and nose, and his spiritual energy was almost impossible to condense in the rapid current. He could only do his best to steady himself and lock onto Leng Ningshuang's long, flowing hair in the rolling darkness.

He desperately deployed his star field, barely managing to protect Ji Fanghua beside him.

Leng Ningshuang's consciousness had already drifted into a daze; she had never imagined that one day she would die in the sea.

Her spiritual energy was quickly depleted, and she felt as if her body was about to be torn apart. Just when she thought she was about to die, a faint power began to grow within her body on its own, protecting her heart meridian.

Li Yuan had been keeping a firm grip on her aura, relentlessly pursuing her along the undercurrent. Strangely, the demonic energy emanating from her was exceptionally strong, unlike the chaotic energy of the past, and remarkably pure.

However, it was precisely because of this demonic aura that Li Yuan was able to accurately pinpoint her location and avoid getting lost.

After an unknown amount of time, the surging undercurrents finally subsided. Li Yuan hurriedly took out a demon core, held it in his hand to replenish his energy, and only after his strength had recovered by more than half did he suddenly accelerate.

A hazy starlight enveloped the two as they moved swiftly across the icy seabed. Soon, Leng Ningshuang's white robes became faintly visible.

Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, accelerated again, grabbed her sleeve, and pulled her into his star field.

"Senior Sister Leng!"

Ji Fanghua hugged her, and was about to treat her wounds when she froze.

Leng Ningshuang's face was so pale it was almost transparent, and a layer of fine, light blue scales had grown on her cheeks. Her once black hair had turned ice blue, and two short horns had sprouted on her head.

The moment Li Yuan grabbed Leng Ning Shuang, he saw her clearly. Recalling the various strange things that had happened to her before, he immediately understood what was going on.

"Let's focus on healing her wounds first. We can talk about everything when she wakes up."

Seeing that Li Yuan was so calm, Ji Fanghua knew that he was aware of the situation. She didn't say anything more, and hurriedly gave Leng Ningshuang a healing pill, and then used her spiritual power to soothe her meridians.

Even with the support of the demon core, this deep sea was extremely strange, and the consumption of spiritual energy was enormous. Li Yuan struggled to create a faint starlight, but was carried by the dark currents and drifted in the endless deep sea.

After an unknown amount of time, there was no light on the seabed. Just as Li Yuan's demon core was about to run out, his back slammed into a hard rock.

Li Yuan used his divine sense to explore and discovered that the rock was enormous, and it seemed very likely to be a small island.

He began to float up to the surface of the sea along the rocks, which was a long slope.

"Splash!"

With his last ounce of strength, Li Yuan finally broke through the surface of the water, breathing in the salty sea air.

The sky was bright, and what lay before us was no longer a world of ice and snow, but a blue sky and azure sea. Under the sunlight, there was an island covered in lush greenery. The sand on the shore was black, and in the distance, we could vaguely see a path worn into the ground.

anyone?

There are actually people on this island.

Li Yuan led the two ashore, then turned and instructed them to quickly heal their wounds and restore their spiritual power. He then took out the last demon core and held it in his hand.

"I'll keep an eye on things from here; don't wander around."

Leng Ningshuang was still unconscious. Ji Fanghua nodded, took the pill, and quickly sat down to meditate and circulate her internal energy. The situation here was unclear, and she needed to have the ability to protect herself.

As Li Yuan absorbed the demonic energy, he walked along a path into the island.

He was cautious and dared not go too far. Leng Ningshuang and Ji Fanghua were still on the beach, and he needed to make sure it was safe there first.

I could feel the spiritual energy in the air, and the feeling of being constantly suppressed since entering the wasteland had also disappeared.

Could this be the sacred land of the demon race?

Li Yuan released his divine sense to sense the area, but found no pure demonic energy, which made him puzzled.

The trees on the island are extremely tall, with silvery-gray scales on their trunks, resembling snakeskin or iron armor. Looking up, one cannot see the canopy, and the layers of branches and leaves cut the sunlight into tiny spots.

The forest was filled with the damp smell of decaying vegetation, and the silence was almost eerie.

After walking for about 15 minutes, a crisp collision sound suddenly came from ahead.

He immediately concealed himself.

After passing a huge clump of bushes, the view suddenly opened up before me.

Scattered in the clearing in the woods were a dozen or so simple houses, with gray-white bones as beams and pillars and animal hides as walls. Several people dressed in gray-brown coarse cloth were drawing water from the well.

He released his divine sense to explore and found that these people had no spiritual power; they were just ordinary humans.

After thinking for a moment, Li Yuan went outside.

In an instant, the entire village fell silent, and everyone's eyes were on him, staring at him in astonishment.

A moment later, an elderly man with white hair, leaning on a bone cane, walked out from the crowd, stood in front of Li Yuan, and began to speak in a garbled manner.

Li Yuan was a little confused. He realized that he couldn't understand what he was saying, but after confirming that there was no danger here, he sent a message to Ji Fanghua.

"There are villages here. If Senior Sister Leng wakes up, just come over."

On the beach, Ji Fanghua had recovered most of her strength when suddenly she was struck by a thought and turned to look. She saw Leng Ningshuang slowly opening her eyes as well.

She checked herself immediately, then shuddered, raised her head with trembling hands, her face as pale as paper, and looked at Ji Fanghua with a sense of despair.

"Now that Senior Sister Leng is awake, she should hurry up and adjust her breathing."

Ji Fanghua remained calm.

Leng Ning Shuang quickly lowered her head and began to concentrate on circulating her cultivation technique. Before long, the scales on her face began to fade, and in just a few quarters of an hour, she had returned to normal.

The two remained silent for a long time before Leng Ningshuang finally asked, "Where is Senior Brother Li?"