Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"You are..." Zhang Ling asked.

"I am the master of Tianji Pavilion. You can call me Tianjizi." said the man in golden robe.

Tianji Pavilion? Zhang Ling's heart moved. He had heard of this mysterious organization. It was said that they knew everything and could do everything. They were the most mysterious existence in the world.

"Master Tianji..." Zhang Ling muttered to himself, his heart full of doubts. He didn't know why Tianjizi appeared here and why he wanted to save them.

Tianjizi seemed to see Zhang Ling's confusion and said with a smile: "I know you have a lot of questions, but now is not the time to explain. I will help you get rid of the poison of the bone-eroding black fog first."

After saying that, Tianjizi stretched out his right hand and pressed it on Zhang Ling’s chest.

A warm energy flowed into Zhang Ling's body from Tianjizi's hands, quickly dissolving the toxins in the bone-corroding black fog.

Zhang Ling felt the pain in his body gradually eased, and his originally pale face gradually regained its rosy color.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master, for saving my life." Zhang Ling said gratefully.

"You're welcome." Tianjizi said with a smile, "I saved you not out of kindness, but because you have something that I need."

"What is that?" Zhang Ling asked puzzledly.

Tianjizi smiled mysteriously and said, "I can't tell you now. When the time is right, you will know it naturally."

After saying that, Tianjizi turned and left, disappearing into the night...

The black fog rolled around like a giant beast that devoured everything, trapping Zhang Ling tightly. The piercing pain surged like a tide, as if countless steel needles were piercing through his body. He clenched his teeth and tried hard to resist the severe pain that corroded his soul.

“Hahaha! Boy, how does it taste?” The sinister laughter of the Blood Demon Cult leader echoed in the black fog, like a death knell from hell. “This is the bone-eating black evil spirit of our sect. Those who are struck by it cannot live or die!”

Zhang Ling groaned, endured the severe pain, and mobilized the true energy in his body to resist the erosion of the black fog. However, the black fog seemed to have some strange power, which could actually devour his true energy and cause the power in his body to gradually drain away.

Xiao Tao anxiously called out Zhang Ling's name outside the black fog, but received no response. She was extremely anxious, so she drew out her dagger and rushed into the black fog without hesitation.

"Sir! Where are you?"

Thick black fog obscured her vision, and Xiao Tao could only grope forward by feeling. Suddenly, a cold hand grabbed her wrist.

"Xiao Tao, don't come over!" Zhang Ling's voice was weak.

Xiao Tao looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Ling's figure looming in the black fog. His face was pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

"Sir, how are you?" Xiao Tao burst into tears.

"I'm fine..." Zhang Ling said with all his might, "Let's go! There's something strange about this black fog!"

"I won't leave! I want to stay with you!" Xiao Tao said firmly.

Zhang Ling felt warm in his heart, but he became even more worried. The power of this bone-eating black evil was extraordinary, even he could hardly resist it, let alone Xiao Tao?

"Be obedient! Go away! I don't miss you..." Before Zhang Ling could finish his words, another wave of severe pain came, almost making him faint.

"Young Master!" Xiao Tao exclaimed and hurriedly supported Zhang Ling's shaky body.

The Blood Demon Cult leader's voice came again: "Hahaha! How touching! However, the more you care about each other, the more I will tear you apart!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a withered hand suddenly stretched out from the black fog, grabbed Xiao Tao's shoulders and pulled her away from Zhang Ling.

"Xiao Tao!" Zhang Ling's eyes were red with anger. He wanted to stop it, but he was powerless to move.

Xiao Tao was held in the hands of the Blood Demon Cult leader, unable to move. She looked at the hideous old man in front of her in horror, her heart filled with fear.

"Let her go!" Zhang Ling roared.

"Let her go? Hahaha! Do you think you are still qualified to negotiate with me?" The Blood Demon Cult leader laughed sinisterly, "Now, I will let you watch with your own eyes how your sweetheart dies in torture!"

After saying that, the leader of the Blood Evil Cult picked up Xiao Tao, strangled her neck with one hand, and roamed her body with the other hand.

"Ah! No!" Xiao Tao struggled desperately but was unable to escape the clutches of the Blood Evil Cult leader.

Zhang Ling watched Xiao Tao being humiliated, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano. He tried his best to mobilize the last bit of true energy in his body and delivered a fatal blow to the leader of the Blood Demon Sect.

However, this was already the last gasp of a spent force and was unable to cause any harm to the leader of the Blood Evil Cult.

The leader of the Blood Evil Cult sneered disdainfully and with a wave of his hand, Zhang Ling's attack was dissolved into nothingness.

"Unbelievable!"

He increased the strength in his hands, and Xiaotao's breathing became more and more difficult, and her face became paler and paler.

"Stop! You beast!" Zhang Ling roared.

"Hahaha! I am a beast, what can you do to me?" The leader of the Blood Demon Cult laughed wildly, "Now, I will let you experience what despair is!"

He threw Xiao Tao to the ground, then stepped on her chest and crushed her hard.

"Ah!" Xiao Tao let out a shrill scream, with blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Ling felt as if his heart was torn apart. He watched Xiao Tao being tortured in front of him, but he was powerless to do anything. This feeling of powerlessness almost made him collapse.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a strange wave coming from his body. A powerful force was awakening...

This power seems to come from another world, full of mystery and unknown...

The leader of the Blood Evil Cult seemed to have also sensed this power. He stopped and looked at Zhang Ling in confusion.

"What's going on? You..."

Before he could finish his words, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Zhang Ling's body, dispersing all the black fog around him.

He stood up slowly, a terrifying light flashing in his eyes.

"The game is over."

His voice was cold and low, like a judgment from hell.

The black fog rolled like a giant beast that devoured everything, and Zhang Ling struggled in agony. The bone-eating pain was like a maggot in his tarsal bones, gnawing at his flesh and blood, corroding his mind. He felt his consciousness gradually blurring, and the world before his eyes became distorted.

“Hehehe…” The Blood Evil Sect leader’s sinister laughter echoed in the black fog, like a devilish sound from hell. “Boy, how does it taste? This is the secret poisonous fog of my Blood Evil Sect. Even a god can’t escape death!”

Zhang Ling gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and tried to mobilize the true Qi in his body to resist the erosion of the poisonous fog. However, this black fog seemed to have some special magic power, which could suppress the flow of his true Qi and make him unable to use his strength.

"It's useless," the Blood Demon Cult leader's voice came again, with a hint of teasing, "Give up resistance, and accept death obediently, and you will suffer less pain."

Zhang Ling was furious. How could he be willing to die like this? He hadn't completed his revenge yet, and hadn't protected Xiao Tao yet. How could he die here?

"I... will never... give up!" Zhang Ling squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, his voice hoarse and weak.

He desperately circulated the Qi in his body, trying to break through the black fog. However, the black fog became thicker and thicker, wrapping him tightly, as if to swallow him up completely.

Xiao Tao anxiously called out Zhang Ling's name outside the black fog, but received no response. She was extremely anxious and wanted to rush into the black fog to rescue Zhang Ling, but she was afraid that she would also be trapped in it.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered a special breathing method that Zhang Ling had once taught her, which was said to be able to resist the erosion of some toxins.

"Let's fight!" Xiao Tao gritted her teeth, sat down cross-legged, and started practicing breathing techniques.

With the rhythm of her breathing, a cool breath circulated in her body, gradually resisting the erosion of the black fog.

Xiao Tao opened her eyes, a trace of determination flashed in them. She stood up, took a deep breath, and plunged into the black fog.

In the black fog, Zhang Ling's consciousness had begun to blur. He felt his body getting heavier and heavier, as if he was about to fall into an endless abyss.

"Am I... going to die here?" Zhang Ling's heart was filled with resentment and despair.

Just then, he suddenly felt a warm little hand holding his hand.

"Young Master..." A familiar voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of trembling and worry.

Zhang Ling tried hard to open his eyes. In the dim light, he saw Xiao Tao standing in front of him with tears in her eyes.

"Xiao Tao..." Zhang Ling called out weakly, his voice so faint that it was almost inaudible.

"Master, I'm here!" Xiao Tao held Zhang Ling's hand tightly and slowly transferred the cool breath in her body into Zhang Ling's body.

With the infusion of cool air, Zhang Ling felt the pain in his body alleviated a lot and his consciousness gradually became clear.

"Xiaotao, you..." Zhang Ling looked at Xiaotao in surprise, not understanding how she did it.

"Young master, don't talk. Heal your wounds first." Xiao Tao interrupted Zhang Ling and continued to transfer the breath in her body to him.

I don’t know how long it took, but the black fog gradually dissipated, revealing the figures of Zhang Ling and Xiao Tao.

Zhang Ling's face was still pale, but he looked much better.

"Xiaotao, thank you." Zhang Ling looked at Xiaotao with gratitude in his eyes.

"Sir, I'm glad you're okay." Xiao Tao wiped the tears from her eyes and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

However, at this moment, the figure of the Blood Evil Sect Leader appeared in front of them again.

“I didn’t expect you could escape from my poisonous fog,” the Blood Demon Cult leader looked at them, a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes, “But this can’t change your fate!”

After saying that, the Blood Evil Sect Leader launched another attack. This time, his attack was more fierce than before, and every move was deadly.

Zhang Ling and Xiao Tao stood back to back, jointly resisting the attack of the Blood Demon Leader.

However, the two were ultimately not as strong as the Blood Demon Leader and gradually fell into a disadvantage.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

A man in white clothes and holding a sword suddenly fell from the sky and stood in front of Zhang Ling and Xiao Tao.

"Who is it?!" The Blood Evil Sect Leader looked at the man who suddenly appeared, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"When you see injustice, draw your sword and help!" said the man in white calmly. His voice was like the breeze blowing over the hills, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"Hmph, you overestimate your own abilities!" The Blood Evil Sect Leader snorted coldly and launched another attack.

The man in white calmly swung his sword to fight back.

Both of them had superb swordsmanship, and the fight was difficult to determine.

Zhang Ling and Xiao Tao watched the fight from the side, their hearts full of doubts.

Who is this man in white and why is he helping them?

At this moment, the man in white suddenly said, "Zhang Ling, the seal in your body has been unlocked. From now on, it all depends on you!"

Seal? Zhang Ling was shocked. What was the seal in his body?

Before he could think about it, the man in white suddenly turned around and stabbed Zhang Ling with a sword...

The black fog rolled around like a giant beast that devoured everything, trapping Zhang Ling in it. Intense pain came in waves like a tide, as if countless tiny steel needles pierced his bone marrow, and like a raging fire burning his internal organs. He clenched his teeth and tried his best to resist this inhuman torture, but he felt his consciousness gradually blurring.

“Hehehe…” The Blood Demon Cult leader’s sinister laughter echoed in the black fog, like a devilish sound from hell. “How does this Bone-Eroding Soul-Eating Powder taste? It will slowly corrode your body and make you die in endless pain!”