The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

Ye Wanqing's eyes were filled with hatred, and the strange power that permeated her body gradually enveloped her. The huge fluctuations of divine power also made her heart and soul, which were already injured from supporting the Xuanming Grass, even more hurt.

A drop of blood gradually seeped out from the corner of her mouth. Ye Wanqing gently wiped it away with her fingertips. Under the sharp blade in her hand, Xiao Yu's blood continued to seep out.

Xiao Yu looked in agony, especially in his chest. He felt as if an unusual force was gradually piercing his body, stirring it back and forth. He slowly stroked the blade, "Wanqing, I..."

His face was pale, but his eyes were full of affection. "Wanqing, have you calmed down? Listen to me, okay?"

"Calm down? Ha." Ye Wanqing curled the corners of her lips slightly, and all her divine power was imprisoned on Xiao Yu in front of her, and the sharp blade in her hand penetrated a few more inches.

"Wanqing, I have my reasons. I really do..."

Suddenly, an endless strange aura filled the air, accompanied by a powerful force that instantly pushed Ye Wanqing back. Ye Wanqing retreated dozens of steps. The pain in her body frightened her, and she suddenly spit out blood, her whole body gradually becoming sore and weak.

And the strange aura just now aggravated her heart injury.

Not far away, An Yi, who had been away for a long time, appeared again, but now there was an extra crimson mark on his forehead, which made his already damaged face look even more weird, and the weird aura that permeated his body was even stronger than before.

The injury Ye Wanqing just suffered was caused by him.

An Yi's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and a strange aura shot out, directly burning the surrounding dense forest.

Ye Wanqing's eyes suddenly turned cold. The strange aura that filled the air around her made her heart feel faintly burning. She absorbed and tempered the strange aura around her, but could only watch An Yi not far away rescue Xiao Yu, who looked in pain.

Until the moment their transfer formation disappeared, Xiao Yu's eyes were still full of affection and love when he looked at Ye Wanqing.

However, Ye Wanqing only felt disgusted and unlucky. However, her sharp feather blade would also cause Xiao Yu to suffer considerable pain and injury, even if it was the interest he had incurred during this period of time.

The Lin family, the Xiao family, and Tianling Academy, none of them could escape in the end.

Ye Wanqing half-knelt down, his right hand unconsciously touching his chest. Even with the blessing of Qian Yi's heart blood from the Xuan Clan, the pain in his heart and soul that supported the Xuanming grass was still strong.

At this moment, an even stronger dark force struck, and instantly, the surrounding dense forest vines came towards Ye Wanqing from all directions.

Oh no, it’s the forbidden barrier of the underworld!

Ye Wanqing frowned slightly, and the Nine Heavens Divine Fire in her hand took on the shape of a lotus and burned fiercely. In an instant, all the vines were burned, but endless vines continued to grow, as if they would never burn.

At this moment, a deep voice that seemed to come from ancient times rang out, "Who dares to steal the Mysterious Nether Grass, the most precious treasure of our Nether Clan?! Pay with your life!"

Dark power permeated the area, and vines grew endlessly, each covered with poisonous thorns.

Ye Wanqing pursed her lips slightly. The burning sensation of the wound in her heart became more and more severe, and her spiritual power and mental strength became less and less. However, this place actually had a suppressive effect on her power, making her unconsciously feel a little sleepy.

Even the scorching heat of the Nine Heavens Divine Fire began to slowly subside, and consciousness slowly faded from Ye Wanqing's eyes at this moment.

Suddenly, a cold yet majestic voice came, "Who dares to enter the forbidden land of our Nether Clan?!"

At the same time, another voice tinged with nervous worry rang out, "Wanwan!"

At the moment Ye Wanqing completely closed her eyes, she only vaguely saw a green figure running towards her.

Su Shaohuai flashed to Ye Wanqing's side. When he sensed the injury to her soul, his pupils shrank slightly, and the divine power within the phoenix vein in his body was continuously input into Ye Wanqing's body.

But seeing that she had not improved at all, Su Shaohuai frowned slightly. Without hesitation, he picked up the unconscious Ye Wanqing in his princess arms and was about to leave.

Wangshu, who had been watching Su Shaohuai's actions silently from the side, frowned slightly and had some thoughts in her mind. It was not until she saw Su Shaohuai stand up to take her away that she stopped him.

Wangshu looked at Su Shaohuai with a look of respect, but also a hint of rejection that brooked no room for negotiation. "Master Imperial Master, she is the one who broke into the forbidden land of the Nether Clan and stole the Mysterious Nether Grass. According to the Nether Clan's rules, she should be strangled immediately."

Su Shaohuai's originally calm eyes took on a deeper and colder tone, his voice seemed to be chilled by ice, and his usually gentle brows now revealed a hint of solemnity.

"Go away."

Wangshu was shocked. Ever since Su Shaohuai came to the Nether Clan and became the Imperial Master, he has always been gentle to others. She had never seen him like this before, but thinking of the importance of the Xuanming Grass, her tone remained firm.

"Emperor Master, no. I have already said that this woman has unknown origins, set fire to our forbidden land, and stole the Xuanming Grass. For the sake of the Xuanming clan, she must be handed over to me and strangled immediately."

Su Shaohuai's face was cold, and there was a dark light flickering under his pair of peach blossom eyes, as if a storm was about to come. His originally clear and bright voice was unprecedentedly cold, and carried an irresistible awe-inspiring tone.

"I say, get out of here."

Su Shaohuai's eyes grew more and more angry, and his body was covered with large patches of crimson fire due to his anger. The phoenix mark behind him was faintly visible, and only a few sizzling sounds of burning could be heard.

Suddenly, the sky changed violently, and flames seemed to cover the entire sky. The phoenix was furious, and the fire burned for thousands of miles.

Wangshu was terrified. The Phoenix Vein's inheritor's suppression of her soul was stronger than ever before. She immediately half-knelt down and said, "Please calm down, Imperial Master."

Su Shaohuai no longer paid attention to Wangshu who was half-kneeling beside him, and disappeared from the spot in an instant while holding Ye Wanqing.

His hands trembled slightly as he held Ye Wanqing. He muttered to himself as he watched her face grow increasingly pale.

Wanwan, you will be fine.

At the same time, the Heavenly Spirit Realm

Xiao Yu endured the intense pain in his heart and looked at An Yi who had been silent for a long time, his eyes slightly gloomy.

"An Yi, this young master is warning you, when you get to the Tianling Academy in the Tianling Realm, you are not allowed to tell the dean about the whereabouts of that girl just now, otherwise this young master will not let you go."

An Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but for some reason, when he thought of the woman in the indigo dress just now, his heart trembled again, and the intuition in his subconscious mind directly occupied his body and mind at this moment.

He was silent for a long time, and only spoke quietly after a long time.

"know."