Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

After the mind of this body was completely liberated, Jiang Tingwan's state of mind and cultivation improved significantly, and were almost approaching his original strength.

When it comes to healing people's wounds, they are no longer completely clueless and useless.

Mu Qingge was protected by the Sanyuan Jue and Lingze, so he woke up quickly. Mu Yun also recovered about 30% to 40%.

While everyone was regulating their breathing, Mo Shaoyu clutched the black scale with a mournful look on his face, as if he was thinking about something.

Mo Shaoyang knew that he was sad about Liu Yunzi's death. Just as Liu Yunzi said, among their group, the two brothers had stayed with him the longest.

He could only reach out and pat him on the shoulder.

"Brother, if we can all walk out of Wujiyuan alive, that's what our uncle-master wants to see the most."

"Shaoyang." Mo Shaoyu's tone was not just sad, "If we hadn't met our uncle-master, would we have been the ones who died?"

Mo Shaoyang's expression changed in an instant. He and Mo Shaoyu were born from the same brother. Sometimes, just a look or an expression was enough for them to understand each other's thoughts.

At that moment, in Mo Shaoyu's sad and solemn expression, he saw a look he had never seen before. His brother seemed to have made a decision.

"elder brother?"

He cried softly, feeling an indescribable fear.

But Mo Shaoyu looked at him and smiled.

Mo Shaoyang shook his head gently, his eyes gradually becoming moist.

Before he could say anything, several sword beams streaked across the sky in the distance and landed on the ground, transforming into several white-robed disciples with sage-like demeanor.

The powerful heavenly thunder attracted many people, and Ye Xingyan from Jiuxiao Immortal Pavilion rushed over with his men.

The power of heavenly thunder can reach a distance of hundreds of miles. There is no need to ask why Wenhe Academy and Ziyang Zhenzong were destroyed to this extent.

Therefore, after taking a look at everyone's situation one by one, Ye Xingyan said to Jiang Tingwan and others:

"The three major sects have calmed down the chaos. After discussing, Wenhe Academy, Jiuxiao Immortal Pavilion and Ziyang True Sect have decided not to pursue the matter of the disciples of the immortal sect entering the abyss during the chaos. They have also specially allowed the hundreds of immortal sects to send people into the abyss to search for the disciples. Now the search period is about to end. Wuji Abyss will be closed in ten days. I wonder if you will leave the abyss or continue treasure hunting in the remaining time?"

Ye Xingyan's words also represented the words of the three major sects, with a condescending indifference. In the eyes of the three major sects, those who entered the abyss before this were all people who took advantage of others' misfortunes.

If the situation had not been critical before, he would have heard these words when he met Song Qingchen and Bian Zheng. However, because they had just experienced a life-and-death struggle and risking their lives to save each other, these words were not spoken.

But Ye Xingyan didn't have such a life and death battle, so when he looked at Sanyuanzong and others, he was looking at them with contempt. Only when he saw Mu Yunzhong and remembered the many-to-one test, did he feel guilty.

The others also heard the emotion in Ye Xingyan's words, but after experiencing this, none of them wanted to engage in an argument in such a place anymore.

Jiang Tingwan and Mu Yun finally looked at each other. It was self-evident what they would face when they went out. This story was finally coming to an end.

"What is coming will eventually come." Mu Yunzhong said with a smile. He was already prepared and said to Ye Xingyan, "We choose to go out."

This time, he was ahead of himself.

Jiang Tingwan's eyes turned red again, but there was a smile on his face.

Ye Xingyan: "Since you have decided to go out, I, Jiuxiao Xian Pavilion, will lead the way for you."

After he finished speaking, Ye Xingyan clasped his hands together, half-knelt, turned the spiritual sword in his hand around, and thrust it into the ground with domineering force. Instantly, a circle of runes emanated from the sword, and the spiritual power infused into the sword rushed straight into the sky, thus forming a short-distance transmission array.

At the same time, there was a beam of light shooting straight into the sky in the distant sky. It was even more powerful than the force deployed by Ye Xingyan. The two beams of light responded to each other.

This is how Jiuxiao Xian Ge can safely travel through Wuji Abyss. During thousands of years of exploration, they relied on their own information to build a teleportation array unique to Jiuxiao Xian Ge in Wuji Abyss. As long as they are not destroyed, these teleportation arrays can be used indefinitely after being infused with spiritual power. This is also one of the advantages of the three major sects in Wuji Abyss.

Presumably, during the three months when Wujiyuan was opened for the second time, the three major sects not only completed the exemplary tasks of quelling rebellion, establishing order, and saving people, but also did not miss the treasure hunting opportunity that happens once in a century.

This is the strength of a thousand-year-old sect. Even when they know that someone has ill intentions towards the Trial Conference, they can still sit still like a mountain.

Because they have absolute confidence in handling all crises, and can even calmly say after the rebellion is quelled that no further action will be taken.

After realizing this, Meng Ziyuan and others finally understood why Sanyuan Sect encountered contempt when it brought the news of Zizai Sect to Qinghuai City, because chaos is also one of the ways to maintain the reputation of the three major sects.

As long as you are strong enough, you will not be afraid of any threats that do not endanger yourself.

"Everyone, join the battle."

Ye Xingyan stood up and gestured politely to everyone.

Jiang Tingwan helped Mu Yunzhong up, Meng Ziyuan brought Mu Qingge and Mo Shaoyang into the formation, only one person stood there, reluctant to move.

Everyone seemed to realize something and turned around at the same time to look at Mo Shaoyu behind them.

"elder brother?"

Mo Shaoyang frowned and shouted again.

"Mo Shaoyu, what do you want to do?" Meng Ziyuan roared angrily.

"Everyone in this world has their own place and things they should do." Mo Shaoyu raised his head and replied with a smile, "This is what the head master said."

"Master also said that for the Sanyuan Sect, the most important thing is people." Even Mu Qingge could see what Mo Shaoyu was thinking.

"Yes." Mo Shaoyu tightly grasped the black piece in his hand, "But if it weren't for the decision made by our great-grandmaster, we wouldn't be able to leave the Wuji Abyss. Only when someone stays can someone leave."