I am destroying the protagonist in the fantasy world!

Golden light and black demonic energy clashed fiercely, like two giant dragons surging through the forest. Wherever they passed, trees were destroyed and rocks flew through the air. Taoist Lingxu's hair and beard were unfurled, his sage-like demeanor radiating an awe-inspiring, inviolable majesty. With each wave of his whisk, golden light poured forth like a waterfall. Each strike brimmed with righteous indignation, forcing the Blood Demon Venerable to retreat.

"You evil demon, today is the day you die!" Taoist Lingxu's voice was like a loud bell, shaking the surrounding leaves rustling.

The Blood Demon Venerable was forced to retreat repeatedly, but his face showed no fear. Instead, he laughed wildly, "Old man, stop pretending! In the world of cultivation, the strong prey on the weak. I am only following the way of heaven. Why do you have to meddle in my business?"

"Heavenly Way? You treat human life as worthless and act recklessly, and you are qualified to talk about Heavenly Way?!" Taoist Lingxu shouted angrily, and the golden light of the whisk in his hand became brighter and turned into light threads in the sky, surrounding the Blood Demon Venerable.

"Hmph, the victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits, it has been like this since ancient times! If I don't die today, I will definitely destroy the gate of your righteous path!" The Blood Demon Venerable roared, his hands constantly changing, and the black demonic energy rolled and surged, trying to break through the blockade of the golden light.

The two forces collided in mid-air, erupting in deafening roars. Lei Yi, struggling to hold onto his wounded body, hid behind a stout tree, nervously observing the earth-shattering battle. He knew this was his only chance for escape, and with Dongfang Liuli's fate uncertain, he had to take her to medical attention as soon as possible.

He looked down at the pale Dongfang Liuli in his arms. Her breath was weak, and her once lively eyes were now tightly closed. Lei Yi felt a pang in his heart, and his eyes gradually became firm. He took a deep breath, and while the two were fighting fiercely, he quietly held Dongfang Liuli and moved towards the town.

However, all of this was seen by the shadow assassin hiding in the dark...

Lei Yi, holding Dongfang Liuli in his arms, took cover in the dense bushes and silently moved towards the town. He moved lightly, trying not to make any noise, fearing to alert the two men engaged in the fierce battle or any enemies hiding in the shadows.

The shadow assassin lurked in the shadows, his sharp eyes fixed on Lei Yi like a hawk. A cruel sneer curled his lips, and with a flash of his body, he transformed into a dark shadow, skirting the center of the fierce battle and outflanking Lei Yi.

"Where are you going!" Taoist Lingxu was keeping an eye on all directions and had already noticed the shadow assassin's intention. He shouted loudly and waved the whisk in his hand. A golden light shot towards the shadow assassin like lightning.

The shadow assassin was startled and had to stop, swinging his dagger to block the fierce attack. The golden light collided with the dagger, making a sharp metallic friction sound and stirring up a gust of air.

Lei Yi heard the noise and glanced back, his heart growing even more anxious. He gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, no longer trying to hide his whereabouts, but running as fast as he could towards the town.

The road leading to the town was difficult and rugged, and the demonic sect had set numerous traps to thwart their pursuers. The seemingly flat grassy areas beside the road actually held hidden dangers, with sharp blades hidden in the dense grass, threatening to cut anyone who wasn't careful. Lei Yi, with his prudence and wit, avoided each of these deadly traps.

He walked quickly on the rugged mountain road, and Dongfang Liuli's body in his arms swayed slightly with his steps. He looked down and saw that Dongfang Liuli's face was getting paler and her breath was weak, as if she would disappear at any moment.

"Hold on, Liuli, we'll be in town soon!" Lei Yi whispered, his voice trembling and firm. He didn't dare stop. He knew that time was life, and he had to rush to the town and find a doctor to treat Dongfang Liuli's injuries.

Ahead, the outline of the town loomed, and a glimmer of hope ignited within Lei Yi. But before he could rejoice, Dongfang Liuli's faint voice rang out from within his arms: "Lei Yi..." "Liuli!" Lei Yi's heart tightened, and he looked down at the person in his arms. Dongfang Liuli's face was as pale as paper, devoid of color. Her once lively eyes were now lifeless, and a trace of blood oozed from the corners of her slightly parted lips.

"Don't... don't talk, we'll be in the town soon, you'll be fine..." Lei Yi's voice trembled a little. He quickened his pace, almost using up all his strength to run towards the town.

The rugged mountain road seemed to have no end. Lei Yi's breathing became more and more rapid, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, but he didn't dare to stop. He knew that if he delayed for a moment, Dongfang Liuli would be in more danger.

Finally, the outline of the town became clearer and clearer. Lei Yi saw the familiar bluestone road, the small vendors on the roadside, and the pedestrians coming and going. An emotion called hope spread in his heart.

He rushed into the town and went straight to the only clinic in the town.

"Doctor! Doctor! Someone come quickly!" Lei Yi's voice echoed in the lobby, with a hint of anxiety and panic.

A white-haired old man emerged from the inner hall. He was dressed in coarse linen, his graying beard reaching down to his chest. His face was marked by the marks of time, but his eyes were bright and gleaming with wisdom. He was the owner of this clinic—Yao Lao.

"What happened? Why are you so panicked?" Yao Lao asked in a deep voice with a hint of displeasure in his voice.

"Doctor, please, save her!" Lei Yi didn't bother to explain and gently placed Dongfang Liuli in his arms on a wooden bed.

Yao Lao stepped forward to check, his brows furrowed. He saw a horrifying wound on Dongfang Liuli's chest, blood had already stained her clothes red, her breathing was weak, her pulse was disordered, and her condition was extremely critical.

"She is seriously injured, and there is nothing I can do for her..." Yao Lao sighed and shook his head.

"No! Doctor, please, you must save her! As long as I can save her, I will do anything you ask!" Lei Yi knelt down in front of Yao Lao with a pleading tone.

Yao Lao looked at the young man in front of him, a complicated look flashing in his eyes. He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "It's not that I didn't want to help her, but she has injured her heart meridian and lost too much blood. I have few herbs here, so I can't save her..."

"Then...what should we do?" Lei Yi's voice trembled, his eyes filled with despair.

Yao Lao was silent for a moment, as if he had made a decision. He raised his head, looked at Lei Yi, and said word by word: "Unless..."

"Unless what? Doctor, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up!" Lei Yi asked anxiously, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

Yao Lao sighed and said slowly, "Unless we can find the 'Nine-turn Resurrection Grass'. This grass grows in extremely cold places and is rarely seen in a century. It has the effect of bringing the dead back to life. But..."

"Just what?" Lei Yi asked, his heart seemed to be in his throat.

"However, this 'Nine-turn Resurrection Grass' grows in the Fallen Soul Valley." Yao Lao paused, then spoke solemnly, "The Fallen Soul Valley is shrouded in mist year-round, making it extremely dangerous. There are even rumors that terrifying monsters live there, and nine out of ten people who enter will never be able to leave..."

Lei Yi fell silent. He understood what Yao Lao meant. He had read about the Fallen Soul Valley in ancient books. It was a place full of unknowns and dangers.

"Doctor, please tell me where is the Valley of Fallen Souls?" Lei Yi took a deep breath and asked with a firm look in his eyes.

Yao Lao looked at Lei Yi, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. He took out a yellowed sheepskin map from his pocket, handed it to Lei Yi, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, I know you are eager to save people, but you must act within your ability. The Fallen Soul Valley is extremely dangerous, you..."

"Don't worry, doctor. I will definitely bring back the 'Nine-Turn Resurrection Grass'!" Lei Yi took the map and turned to leave without any hesitation.

"Wait a minute," Yao Lao called out to Lei Yi, "Young man, what's your name?"

"Lei Yi."

"Okay, I will remember you." Yao Lao looked at Lei Yi's departing back, his eyes full of anticipation.

Lei Yi left the clinic, opened a map, and carefully identified the direction by the moonlight. Finally, his eyes fell on a circled area on the map—the Valley of Fallen Souls. He gripped the map tightly in his hands and walked forward with a determined gaze. He knew that the road ahead would be full of thorns, but he would not give up. For Dongfang Liuli, he was willing to pay any price.

Lei Yi sped along until he finally reached the entrance to the Valley of Fallen Souls, which was marked on the map. At the entrance to the valley, a massive stone tablet stood, inscribed with the words "Valley of Fallen Souls" in blood-red characters, as if warning visitors.

Lei Yi took a deep breath and stepped into the valley without hesitation... The fog was so thick that it covered the sky and the sun, and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.