Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

When the spiritual practice was over, Zhao Huoling opened his eyes. His cultivation had recovered to a whole new level, with faint signs of a breakthrough to the Golden Elixir stage.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the girl, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He knew that he had suffered a great loss in this spiritual practice, but at the same time he had to admit that without Yue'er's help, he would not have been able to recover so quickly.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil, and then slowly said: "Yue'er, I, Zhao Huoling, will remember what happened today. I will definitely repay your kindness."

Qin Muyue's expression also returned to calm. She knew that Zhao Huoling was such a straightforward person.

She smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Zhao, there is no need to thank each other."

Zhao Huoling nodded, he knew that Qin Muyue was right.

He stood up, straightened his clothes, and said, "Let's go."

Zhao Huoling and Qin Muyue walked out of the cell side by side.

Just then, the national teacher hurried over, his face gloomy and his eyes flashing with anger.

"You!" The national teacher's voice was a little exasperated, and his eyes glanced back and forth between Zhao Huoling and Qin Muyue.

Finally, it was fixed on Qin Muyue, "How dare you ruin my plan and save this loser!"

Qin Muyue seemed unusually calm in the face of the imperial teacher's wrath.

She raised her chin slightly and said jokingly, "Master, your evil deeds end here."

The Imperial Master snorted coldly, his eyes became sharper, and he threatened deliberately: "Very good, you have succeeded in angering me. Your parents and the people will die miserably. This is the retribution for your betrayal!"

Qin Muyue refused to accept moral blackmail. What did her breaking of the agreement have to do with Princess Yaoyue?

The girl raised an eyebrow, condensed fire into a sword, and did not retreat a single step.

Zhao Huoling was even angrier than Qin. He protected the girl behind him, his aura surging, his clothes and hair moving without wind, and he coldly rebuked: "Cunning villain, you haven't asked me if I agree or not."

"Who asked you?" The state teacher's face became even uglier. He obviously did not expect Zhao Huoling to recover his spiritual power. "Mr. Zhao, where did you get your spiritual power?"

"You don't deserve to know." A trace of contempt appeared on Zhao Huoling's lips, his cold eyes were full of murderous intent, his whole body was filled with spiritual energy, and he was extremely conceited.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged like a tide, and there were even faint signs of breaking through the golden elixir.

Upon seeing this, the Imperial Master's face became even more gloomy. He did not expect that Zhao Huoling could recover in such a short time. This completely disrupted his plans.

A hint of fear flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by bloodthirsty madness.

He sneered, and a strong bloody smell emanated from his body, and it was obvious that he was ready to go all out.

"Since you are looking for death, I will grant your wish!" The national teacher roared, and formed seals with his hands. Rays of blood-red light shot out from his palms, forming a huge blood net, covering Zhao Huoling and Qin Muyue.

Zhao Huoling's expression remained unchanged, and his body suddenly burst out with dazzling sword energy. His Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivation completely exploded, and the sword energy was unstoppable, splitting the blood net.

At the same time, his body moved like a phantom, and instantly appeared in front of the National Master. He punched out, and the fist wind carried a sound of breaking through the air, hitting the National Master's chest directly.

There was a flash of panic in the National Master's eyes. He did not expect Zhao Huoling to be so fast, but he was only a half-baked magic cultivator after all, and did not dare to confront the orthodox cultivator head-on.

He reacted extremely quickly, quickly retreating his body while waving his hands. Bloody lights formed blood claws under his feet, growing wildly in an attempt to grab Zhao Huoling.

However, Zhao Huoling was surrounded by sword energy, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, his fist directly penetrated the blood wall and hit the national teacher heavily in the chest.

The Imperial Master's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall of the cell heavily, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

When Qin Muyue saw this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that Sword Master was still so powerful when he was young.

She immediately controlled the spiritual fire, and beams of flames shot towards the national teacher like meteors, leaving him no chance to breathe.

Although the National Master was injured, he finally had the chance to take out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. He took out a dagger and without hesitation used his own blood to sacrifice to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

As the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared, the temperature in the entire cell dropped sharply and an eerie atmosphere filled the air.

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner was engraved with strange runes. As the blood from his heart dripped, the runes on the banner seemed to come alive, emitting a faint green light.

"Hahaha, so what if you are a real cultivator, I still have the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!" The National Master laughed wildly and swung the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand violently. A powerful evil aura emanated from the banner and the air around it began to distort, as if countless vengeful spirits were roaring in the banner.

Zhao Huoling's brows were furrowed, and the sword energy in his body burst out again. The murderous intent in his eyes became stronger, and the sword energy in his hand condensed into substance, forming a huge spiritual sword.

"Yue'er, be careful!" Zhao Huoling shouted, and a sword shadow crashed into the national teacher with overwhelming force.

The state teacher sneered and waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner again. The moment the sword energy touched the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it seemed to be swallowed up and disappeared without a trace.

A smug smile appeared on the face of the national teacher, and he waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner again. This time, countless vengeful spirits emerged from the banner, baring their fangs and claws, screaming miserably, and pounced towards Zhao Huoling and Qin Muyue.

The girl knew how powerful these evil spirits were, so she spread her hands and walls of fire formed around them, keeping the spirits out.

However, the number of vengeful spirits was too great, and although the wall of fire could temporarily block them, it was also constantly being consumed.

There was a flash of determination in Zhao Huoling's eyes. He knew that the battle must be resolved as soon as possible.

An even stronger sword energy suddenly burst out from his body, and his entire body seemed to have merged into one with the sword energy.

"Go to hell!" Zhao Huoling shouted, and the sword light burst out like a rainbow.

The sword energy was as big as a mountain and rushed straight towards the national teacher.

The Imperial Master's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, trying to block the fatal blow.

However, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was already full of cracks after being hit by Zhao Huoling and was already overloaded.

This time, it collided head-on with Zhao Huoling's sword energy at full strength. With a loud bang, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner was completely shattered.

The national teacher's body was hit by the sword energy, and his body was blown away like a rag, hitting the wall heavily, shaking the entire cell.

Big mouthfuls of blood spurted out of the national teacher's mouth, his eyes were full of disbelief, he did not expect Zhao Huoling's strength to be so strong.

The Imperial Master’s face was as pale as paper, his chest heaving violently, and every breath seemed to be pulled up with difficulty from the abyss.

He knew that his time was running out, but a crazy and sinister light burst out in his eyes.

His body began to emanate a terrifying aura of pressure, and the consciousness of the powerful demon cultivator in the state teacher's soul awakened.

"Zhao Huoling, do you think you really won? Today, I will make you go to hell with me!" The voice of the national teacher seemed to come from the underworld, eerie and terrifying.

A blood-colored vine that was almost condensed into substance spread from the imperial teacher's chest. These blood-colored vines were like living things, instantly tearing the cell apart and spreading to the entire Huang Tian Kingdom.

The demon cultivator's final rage was destructive. He wanted to drag Huang Tianguo to be buried with this body that had undergone tribulation.

The girl shook her head: "Look at these demon cultivators, they shouted about destroying the world and then started to attack indiscriminately."

Although Zhao Huoling's spiritual energy began to decline, he was still a righteous swordsman and it was impossible for him to sit idly by and watch this bloody disaster destroy all people.

He took a deep breath, mobilized every bit of spiritual energy left in his body, grabbed the jailer's knife, and swung the sword at the blood-colored vines.

Although Zhao Huoling's sword energy was sharp, his spiritual energy was not as abundant as before. Facing the wildly growing blood-colored vines, he felt unprecedented pressure.

The blood-red vines were like tentacles reaching out from hell. Not only did they tear apart the walls of the cell, they also quickly spread to the surrounding mansions. Wherever they went, everything was stained with a layer of blood.

The jailers screamed in terror and tried to escape, but the blood-red vines were too fast. They wrapped around the jailers' bodies like living snakes, binding them tightly.

The jailers' skin began to fester, and their flesh and blood were absorbed by the vines. The vines pulled the living people into the air, and the people had their joints torn and their limbs twisted off like puppets, and their wailing echoed throughout the imperial capital.

In the surrounding mansions, the guards and servants were also thrown into chaos.

Some of them wanted to cut the vines, but these vines seemed to have life and could repair themselves. Even after being cut, they would split into more vines and continue hunting.

The servants panicked and fled in all directions, but the blood-red vines were omnipresent. They penetrated the walls and emerged from the ground, turning the entire mansion into a death trap.

The entire capital's powerful and wealthy areas were shrouded in this sudden blood disaster.

Many family members of high-ranking officials screamed in terror and fled for their lives in disheveled clothes, but the blood-red vines were everywhere and they could not escape at all.

Zhao Huoling swung his sword to cut off the blood-red vines, but the number of vines seemed endless, and every vine that was cut off would split into more vines.

Qin Muyue had no choice but to secretly hide Princess Yaoyue's body and then reveal her spirit and float away.

Although this plane is the Dharma Ending Age, Heaven still has the power to strike people. Only by allowing Zhao Huoling to break through the golden elixir in the battle can this blood disaster be suppressed.

"Mr. Zhao, it seems that the only way I can help you break through the golden elixir in battle and suppress this blood disaster with the heavenly calamity." Qin Muyue's spirit quickly found someone. She hugged Zhao Huoling's waist and began to offer her spiritual energy.

"Stop it now, or your soul will be shattered if you continue like this!" Zhao Huoling only knew that the girl was a remnant soul, so he couldn't help but shout at her.

Zhao Huoling already had enough to repay the girl, and he couldn't tell whether he hated her more or was reluctant to let her go.

"For the sake of all people in the world and for you, I am willing." Qin Muyue acted according to the script. She donated her own spiritual energy and merged her spiritual body with Zhao Huoling's cultivation.

Zhao Huoling felt a warm and powerful force surging into his body. His cultivation began to improve rapidly and the breakthrough of the golden elixir was just around the corner.

But at the same time, the girl's spirit was becoming more and more fragile, and she looked like she was about to die. His heart was broken, and his eyes were filled with pain that he himself did not notice.

Qin Muyue's spirit gradually became transparent. She smiled, as if she had used up her last bit of strength: "Mr. Zhao, I really want to see the day when you become the Sword Master..."

His hands moved on their own, trying to grab her. "Yue'er..."

As Qin Muyue's spirit completely dissipated, Zhao Huoling's cultivation finally broke through the bottleneck.

Thunder rumbled in the sky and a heavenly calamity was about to fall. Zhao Huoling looked up to the sky and howled, his heart filled with pain.

The blood-colored vines began to tremble under Zhao Huoling's heavenly calamity. They seemed to sense the pressure of heaven and began to retreat.

Powerful spiritual energy was released from Zhao Huoling's body, and he formed a pill before the battle. He instantly turned into a bloody man, attracting more thunder.

Thunderclouds rolled, lightning flashed, and purple lightning bolts, like the wrath of heaven, struck the raging blood-colored vines.

Under the strike of lightning, these vines quickly burned like dead wood on fire and turned into ashes.

The power of the thunder tribulation far exceeded Zhao Huoling's expectations. Each bolt of lightning contained the power of heaven and earth. They not only destroyed the blood-colored vines, but also purified the polluted land.

The entire sky above the Huangtian Kingdom was shrouded in this thunder and lightning storm.

Zhao Huoling stood in the ruins, his sword stuck in the ground, his body trembling slightly.

He raised his head and wanted to take another look at the place where the girl disappeared, but found that a shadow of time and space rushed out of the space-time gate, followed by a sword light that he was very familiar with.

The woman had a thin figure, her coarse linen clothes fluttering in the wind, the tip of her sword pointed diagonally at the ground, and a frightening sword aura emanated from her body.

Her arrival seemed to freeze the air around her. It was Ye Yinghuo, the second most powerful immortal in the world of immortal cultivation.