Yaoguang Fairy Path

Upon hearing this, the independent cultivators nodded in agreement, knowing this was their only chance of survival. So, under Ye Shuyao's leadership, they began to systematically lead the demons into the trap.

With the tacit cooperation of Ye Shuyao and the independent cultivators, they attacked the demons while retreating in an orderly manner. However, the demons were numerous and their offensive was overwhelming, which made them feel very pressured.

During this intense battle, two independent cultivators, exhausted from spiritual energy, were captured by the demons. Seeing this, Ye Shuyao's heart tightened, but she knew she couldn't be distracted at this moment. Relying on her unique fire, the Ice Lotus Purifying Fire, she engaged the demons in a desperate struggle.

However, two fists are no match for four hands. During the fight, Ye Shuyao was careless and was pierced through the left shoulder by a demon's sharp claws. The intense pain made her groan, but she gritted her teeth and did not let out any painful cries.

The Ice Lotus Pure Fire seemed to sense its master's pain and anger, instantly increasing its firepower, enveloping Ye Shuyao tightly in a blazing flame. These flames not only provided her with protection, but also made her attacks even more fierce and deadly. Fueled by the flames, Ye Shuyao fought back fiercely, repelling the approaching demons one by one.

Ye Shuyao glanced and saw that she was very close to the formation, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes.

Although the wound under her shoulder was frozen, the pain lingered. She endured the pain and waved her hand to release the blood-sucking demon vine, quickly binding several wandering cultivators together. She summoned the Ice Spirit, and a chill spread throughout the air, offering everyone a glimmer of hope.

Immediately afterwards, the ice soul under Ye Shuyao's feet carried her towards the formation at an extremely fast speed, and the demons behind her were chasing her relentlessly, roaring angrily.

Just when she was about to crash into the formation, she escaped quickly with amazing reaction speed, leaving only the black mist group of demons to be swallowed by the formation.

Upon seeing this, Helian Yun immediately activated the formation and injected the long-prepared thunder and fire talisman into it. Suddenly, thunder and fire intertwined within the formation, erupting in a deafening roar. Countless demons roared shrilly and desperately amidst the thunder and fire.

Ye Shuyao looked back and saw flames shooting up into the sky and lightning flashing inside the formation. The demons were struggling and wailing amidst the lightning and fire. She breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she had finally succeeded in luring the demons into the formation.

Ye Shuyao quickly put away the blood-sucking demon vine. She swept her eyes over everyone and realized that it was not appropriate to enter the space to heal in public.

So, she quickly took out a bottle of crystal clear spring water from the space and swallowed it without hesitation. The cool spring water instantly dissolved in her body, like a stream of clear water flowing through her wound, greatly relieving the pain.

At the same time, the Ice Lotus Purifying Fire danced around her wound, emitting a faint blue light. The demonic energy that had previously clung to the wound gradually dissipated under the purification of the Ice Lotus Purifying Fire, and the wound began to heal visibly, though at a slower pace due to the severity of the injury.

"Junior Sister Ye, how is your injury?" After Helian Yun and the others dealt with the demons trapped in the formation, they hurried over. When they saw the wound on Ye Shuyao's shoulder, their faces showed anxiety.

Helian Yun half-crouched anxiously and asked with concern. Ye Shuyao forced a smile, trying to hide her weakness, but her pale face betrayed her true condition. She said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother He, for your concern. My injury is not serious."

However, before she finished her words, Ye Shuyao felt dizzy. She covered her wound and tried to stand up, but her body seemed to have lost its support and she fell into a coma the next second.

Mo Feibai was startled when he saw this and hurried forward to support Ye Shuyao. He lowered his head and saw the shocking bloody hole under her left shoulder, and his heart was filled with worry. He held Ye Shuyao's hand tightly, as if to convey a kind of strength, hoping that she would wake up soon.

Witnessing Ye Shuyao's coma, several female disciples were instantly shocked by the bloody hole so deep that the bone could be seen. They covered their mouths and screamed, their voices filled with fear and concern: "Why is Senior Sister Ye so badly injured?" At this moment, fear and worry intertwined in their hearts, and their eyes were fixed on Mo Feibai and Helian Yun.

Several independent cultivators were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweats and sat on the ground trembling. After a long while, they managed to suppress the fear in their hearts and crawled tremblingly to Ye Shuyao and Mo Feibai. They kowtowed repeatedly and cried in their voices: "Thank you Miss Ye for saving my life, thank you Miss Ye for saving my life!"

Helian Yun stood aside, staring at these wandering cultivators with sharp eyes.

His heart was filled with guilt and worry for Ye Shuyao. If it wasn't for saving these people, how could Ye Shuyao be so seriously injured? He said coldly: "If it wasn't for saving you, how could Ye Shuyao be so seriously injured?"

Mo Feibai's voice was also tinged with coldness: "You should indeed be grateful to Junior Sister Ye. If it weren't for her, you would have become food for the demons by now. If you want to express your gratitude, wait until she wakes up and thank her in person."

Under the cold gazes of Mo Feibai and Helian Yun, the voices of those wandering cultivators became increasingly trembling, almost crying: "Yes, yes, yes, when Miss Ye wakes up, we are willing to serve her like slaves, and our lives will belong to Miss Ye from now on!" After they finished speaking, they trembled and supported each other as they retreated to the side.

Helian Yun looked at them, a complex emotion flickering in his eyes. He turned to Mo Feibai, his gaze sweeping across the sky, as if making a decision. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "Junior Brother, we must take Junior Sister Ye back to camp to heal her first."

Mo Feibai nodded in agreement, his eyes never leaving Ye Shuyao. He gently lifted Ye Shuyao onto his back, his movements gentle yet firm. Afterward, he and Helian Yun led the others, all silent as they trudged back to the camp with heavy steps...