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Suddenly, a spray of blood mist erupted in the air, and Yue Keyan felt a tightness in her chest as her heart leaped to her throat.
Could it be that Lan Xibai was injured? Just then, a flash of white light faltered, and a white-clad disciple fell from midair. She let out a sigh of relief; thankfully, it wasn't him.
However, she fell silent. What was Lan Xibai thinking when his most respected master forcibly extracted his soul?
No wonder his smile always seemed so bittersweet. After enduring such cruel torment and spending three hundred years in solitude, how could he possibly be happy?
“Lan Xibai, stop.”
A faint female voice drifted down from the peak of the mountain, carrying an irresistible authority.
Lan Xibai, who had been fiercely battling, suddenly paused at the sound. His movements froze, and a complex expression crossed his face. “Master…”
It was the voice of Zhenren Bai Su, a voice that once warmed his heart but now stirred a hint of bitterness within him.
He halted his sword, looking around with a mix of anticipation and confusion.
Just as he caught sight of that familiar white robe, a chill ran down his spine. In the next moment, a long sword pierced through his chest without warning.
“Lan Xibai!” Yue Keyan could no longer stand still. Anxious and frantic, she rushed forward and used all her strength to push aside the White Robed Disciple who had ambushed Lan Xibai, shielding him behind her.
Her almond-shaped eyes widened in fury as she shouted, “How dare you from Tianshan Sect claim to be righteous while ganging up on the weak and launching sneak attacks? What kind of cultivators are you?”
"How did you end up here?" Lan Xibai leaned against Yue Keyan's shoulder, his breath faint and his words coming with difficulty.
That sword strike, though it did not injure a vital point, had damaged his heart's pulse. Coupled with his old injuries that had yet to heal, he found himself utterly drained of strength, his legs weak and barely able to support him.
He glanced at Yue Keyan and saw her holding him with one hand while the other was defensively raised in front of her chest, her posture suggesting she was ready to brave any danger for him.
But he knew very well that she was just an ordinary woman, not a match for any disciple of the Tianshan Sect.
Yet, this feeling of being steadfastly protected warmed his heart. He remembered how, a hundred years ago, when he had just become his master's disciple, his master had also gone to great lengths to protect him.
"I'm here to save you! I promised you, three hundred years from now, that I would change your fate!"
Yue Keyan declared with unwavering determination, her eyes filled with resolve. "Besides, my grandmother is waiting for you to save her!"
"Master wouldn't harm me."
Lan Xibai smiled gently, a hint of helplessness and trust in his expression. "She cares about me just like you do; she's one of the few who truly cares for me in this world!"
"You..."
Yue Keyan was so furious she couldn't find the words. Just as she was about to scold him, she suddenly felt the sky darken, as if the entire world had been instantly shrouded by a massive black cloth.
The darkness descended almost instantaneously, a shadow that blotted out the sun like a surging tide, plunging the entire world into boundless blackness.
Yue Keyan tightly grasped Lan Xibai's hand, her palm slick with cold sweat, her voice trembling slightly. "What’s going on? Why has it suddenly turned dark?"
In the pitch-black world, Yue Keyan couldn't see Lan Xibai's face; she could only hear his worried voice, which seemed to come from a distant place, tinged with fear. "It's people from the Demon Realm. I revealed our location by using magic earlier, but I never expected they would dare to chase us all the way to Tianshan!"
"The Demon Realm? Are they here to kill you too?"
Yue Keyan felt her heart leap into her throat.
Dealing with one Tianshan Sect was already difficult enough; how could they be facing a group from the Demon Realm as well?
"No, they want to provoke my malevolent energy and lure me into the Demon Realm, so I can lead the demons and monsters to wreak havoc across the Five Realms and unify the world!"
Lan Xibai's tone was somewhat self-deprecating, filled with bitterness. "Why does everyone assume that I will fall into the path of darkness? Just because I was born with malevolent energy, does that mean I'm destined to become a demon?"
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