The White Demon

Screams were heard in the whirlwind, making everyone shudder.

“Not good!” The old ancestor’s face changed drastically. “This is the evil god causing trouble. I didn’t expect that even though he was sealed, he could still unleash such great magical powers!”

Ye Qingwan was shocked. Legend has it that the evil god was a punished god, a god-level immortal. His strength was indeed extremely terrifying.

"Everyone be careful!" she shouted at the top of her lungs, biting her finger secretly in case of emergency.

As expected, not long after, the air bubble formed by the Water Avoidance Technique of Senior Sister Twenty-Seven, who was the weakest, was broken by the waves first, and she was instantly sucked into the vortex of the sky.

The eldest brother was extremely anxious and immediately used his magical powers to try to follow closely, but the waves became more and more turbulent.

After a hard struggle, the eldest brother finally caught the twenty-seventh senior sister, but they were still unable to break free from the vortex and could only sink helplessly with it.

The old ancestor was extremely anxious when he saw his most beloved disciple falling into the whirlpool. How could he just stand by and watch him die?

"Xiao Zhou!" he shouted and chased after him without hesitation.

At this moment, except for Ye Qingwan who still kept a clear mind, the other brothers and sisters seemed to be possessed for some reason. Their eyes were dull and they jumped into the abyss one after another to rescue the eldest brother.

However, the power of the vortex was far beyond expectations.

Ye Qingwan widened her eyes and watched her senior brothers and sisters struggling in pain in the vortex, but they were getting deeper and deeper into it, unable to extricate themselves.

Her heart was filled with despair and helplessness, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

"What should I do?" Ye Qingwan murmured to herself. She felt that her power was so small and she was powerless in the face of such a crisis.

However, at this moment, a gloomy laugh was heard:

"Hahaha, old Wanxiang, do you still remember the revenge of the last time I sealed you? I didn't expect that you, the disciples of Wanxiang Sect, would come to my door today. It's just right for me to use you to whet my appetite first! Prepare to die!"

As the words fell, another huge wave surged in and swept towards everyone.

Except for the ancestor and the eldest senior brother, the other brothers have been thrown to the ground by the huge wave, and their lives are in danger.

Ye Qingwan was extremely anxious. She took out a sharp scalpel without hesitation and resolutely cut her wrist.

Instantly, a bright red line of blood flowed down her arm and merged with the surging waves.

Her blood dripped onto the water surface, as if a bottle of strong bleach was suddenly poured into turbid sewage, and in the blink of an eye, the dirty air around it was completely dispelled, restoring the original purity.

There is no doubt that her blood does have a restraining effect on evil gods.

She gritted her teeth and rushed to the center of the vortex with all her strength. She knew that this might be her only chance to save everyone.

Although the road ahead was difficult, she did not hesitate.

Ye Qingwan knew that time was running out, so she used her own blood to draw a heart-clearing spell without hesitation and quickly came to the side of the ancestor.

However, the old ancestor shook his head gently and told her through voice transmission: "Xiao Qingwan, I am fine. You should go and rescue the other disciples of Wanxiang Sect first."

Seeing that the ancestor did not need her talisman, Ye Qingwan cast the talisman on the eldest senior brother beside the ancestor and the twenty-seventh senior sister in his arms.

However, what was unexpected was that when Senior Sister Twenty-Seven woke up, she was full of hostility when she saw Ye Qingwan.

What he said made people feel even colder in their hearts: "Ye Qingwan, who needs you to save me? Why are you everywhere, showing off your power!..."

Upon seeing this, the eldest senior brother hurriedly sealed the mute point of Senior Sister Twenty-Seven, and at the same time explained to Ye Qingwan through voice transmission: "Thank you, Junior Sister, for rescuing me. Although this Sister Twenty-Seven is a bit naughty, she is not a bad person at heart. Please don't take it to heart..."

"Yes, she has a good heart, but she doesn't know how to be grateful..." Ye Qingwan glanced back at Senior Sister Twenty-Seven coldly. Senior Sister Twenty-Seven's eyes were still full of resentment.

But Ye Qingwan understood that this was not the time to worry about these things, as there were still many people waiting for her rescue.

There was no time to argue with her, so he turned around and devoted himself to saving others.

She took out the scalpel without hesitation and cut her wrist again with a light stroke.

The bright red blood slowly flowed out, as if carrying the power of life.

She used this precious blood to carefully draw out exquisite and mysterious heart-purifying spells.

Each Purifying Mantra was so perfect and emitted a faint glow.

As the Heart Purification Mantra was completed, the eyes of every senior brother and sister gradually became clear.

Their originally confused minds gradually recovered, and a look of sudden enlightenment appeared on their faces.

Everyone looked at each other, their hearts filled with gratitude towards Ye Qingwan. They all clasped their fists and expressed their heartfelt thanks to Ye Qingwan:

“Thank you for your rescue, Junior Sister. If you hadn’t helped us in time, I’m afraid we would still be stuck in this predicament.

I didn’t expect that although the junior sister entered the mountain last, she showed such extraordinary courage and decisiveness at the critical moment!

Senior brothers and sisters, please feel ashamed... "

"Yes, no wonder the ancestor favors the little junior sister so much. It turns out that the little junior sister is really extraordinary in fighting against evil spirits!"

While the brothers blamed themselves, they all praised Ye Qingwan's performance. They gathered around Ye Qingwan and looked at her with admiration.

Ye Qingwan smiled slightly and said modestly: "This is what I should do. We are all disciples of the same master, so we should support each other."

The old ancestor stood aside and witnessed all this, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

He walked up to Ye Qingwan with a smile, handed her a small white porcelain bottle, and said gently: "Well, well done. This is what a disciple of my Wanxiang Sect should be like!

Xiao Qingwan, this is a blood-replenishing pill that will help you restore your blood and qi.

"Thank you, Ancestor." Ye Qingwan took the blood-replenishing pills handed over by the Ancestor and quickly poured out two of them and ate them.

She suddenly felt a warm current rising slowly from her stomach, instantly restoring a lot of her strength.

The ancestor is indeed a master of alchemy, the medicine is indeed effective!

However, just as everyone was immersed in joy, the vortex of the abyss suddenly surged again.

The huge airflow caused a huge wave, and the whole space trembled.

Ye Qingwan frowned, looking at the vortex of the sky that was stirring again, and asked worriedly: "Ancestor, what should we do? This vortex doesn't seem to be willing to give up easily..."