Yaoguang Fairy Path

As Ling Hua's soul was completely devoured by the demon, her body began to undergo strange changes. Her skin gradually grew pale and translucent, almost revealing her veins and bones. Her eyes grew deep and dark, as if they could devour all light. Her aura also became icy and terrifying, sending shivers down her spine.

Under the demon's control, Ling Hua began searching for her next target. Her speed was swift, like a streak of black lightning, darting through the halls. Those monks who hadn't had time to escape became her prey in terror. She easily devoured their spiritual energy and spirits, reducing them to shrunken corpses.

For a moment, the entire space was filled with despair and wailing. Those monks who had once felt confident in their own talents were now so vulnerable and powerless before the monster. They could only watch helplessly as their companions were devoured.

After that day, rumors spread that someone had seen with their own eyes the fairy Yue Ran from Yao Chi Palace killing the beloved disciple of the immortal Luo Han from Ling Xiao Sect.

In this catastrophe, Long Wu Ji and Baili Ling Feng mysteriously disappeared without a trace, as if they had merged into the chaos, and no one knew where they were.

Faced with such a serious situation, the disciples of several major sects decided to put aside their past grudges, work together and jointly launch an operation to eliminate demons.

Within a hidden formation barrier, deep within a peach forest, lies a quaint bamboo hut. Sunlight filters through the dense peach leaves, dappling the roof and walls, creating a mysterious and tranquil atmosphere.

Inside the bamboo hut, Long Wuji stood quietly beside a pool of spiritual fluid, holding the unconscious Ye Shuyao horizontally, his expression solemn. The liquid in the pool emanated a faint golden luster, clearly containing the thousand-year-old spiritual fluid he had carefully diluted. Anyone present would surely be amazed that such precious spiritual fluid was being used for bathing, but at the moment, Long Wuji didn't care.

He lowered his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the wound on Ye Shuyao in his arms. The wound was hideous and terrifying, and a subtle hint of pity finally appeared in his calm red eyes. This little thing had actually gotten himself into such a state of disgrace, severely injured, and even damaged his soul...

Long Wuji gently raised his hands and carefully lowered Ye Shuyao into the spiritual liquid. As her body submerged, the entire room was instantly enveloped by a powerful spiritual energy. As if the spiritual liquid had come to life, it slowly rose and enveloped Ye Shuyao's entire body.

At the Spiritual Liquid Pool, Long Wuji stood beside Ye Shuyao and began to guide the spiritual energy within the liquid into her meridians. The liquid swirled around her body like snakes, wrapping around her form. A golden spiritual energy flowed through Ye Shuyao's body, repairing her damaged meridians and internal organs.

As time passed, Ye Shuyao's face gradually became rosy and her breathing became more stable. Long Wuji watched her changes and his worries were finally alleviated a little.

However, the spiritual fluid could repair her serious injuries, but it could not heal the damage to her soul...

A year later, in a simple thatched hut, Helian Yun's roar shook the earth. He roared angrily: "Damn it! Where on earth did these monsters come from? They are hard to guard against. Half of the immortal disciples who entered the secret realm have been lost!" His voice was filled with endless indignation and helplessness.