I dominated the game from the start with cards.

Li Xuan gripped the spatial jammer tightly, his heart pounding. The hope that Old Zhou had risked his life to deliver now weighed heavily on his hands. Each attack from the Blood Demon caused the protective shield to vibrate and cracks to spread like a spiderweb. Mu Yang was being suppressed by the combined forces of the Poison Scorpion and the Ice Maiden, his situation extremely precarious. He had to act; there was no time to lose. Seeing Mu Yang in danger, he was frantic with worry. A new counterattack strategy surfaced in his mind. He quickly glanced around, his gaze landing on Lin Yu and Old Zhou. Although Lin Yu was severely injured, his fighting spirit remained; although Old Zhou was unconscious, Sister Wu was doing her best to treat him. Li Xuan's eyes sharpened, and he made a complex gesture to Lin Yu, then pointed in the direction of the Poison Scorpion and the Ice Maiden. Lin Yu understood and nodded through gritted teeth. Li Xuan then looked at Sister Wu, his eyes filled with pleading. Sister Wu understood his meaning, gently laid Old Zhou's body flat, and stood up to prepare for battle. "Lin Yu, Elder Zhou, cover me!" Li Xuan shouted, aiming the spatial jammer at Feng Ying. Lin Yu roared, ignoring his injuries, and charged towards Poison Scorpion, brandishing his weapon. Sister Wu, supporting the swaying Elder Zhou, struggled to reach Ice Maiden, trying to distract her. Their actions were like a sharp arrow, piercing the enemy's heart. Poison Scorpion and Ice Maiden were caught off guard by this sudden attack and had to divert some of their energy to deal with it. However, a cold smile curled at the corner of Feng Ying's mouth. He had already seen through Li Xuan's plan and made preparations in advance. "Overestimating yourself!" Feng Ying sneered, issuing the order to Poison Scorpion and Ice Maiden, "Counterattack!" Poison Scorpion grinned maliciously, took out a black sphere from his waist, and slammed it into the ground. The sphere shattered, and a dark green poisonous mist instantly spread out. Lin Yu and Sister Wu were caught off guard and inhaled the poisonous mist. Lin Yu felt a wave of dizziness wash over him, his body slowed, and his movements stiffened. Sister Wu was in even worse shape. Old Zhou, already weakened by his previous injuries, turned deathly pale after inhaling the poisonous mist, barely able to stand. Sister Wu tried to help Old Zhou, but was stopped by the Ice Maiden. The Ice Maiden's icy blade gleamed coldly as she approached Sister Wu step by step, her face filled with chilling killing intent. Li Xuan watched helplessly as all this unfolded. He was entangled by the Blood Demon and unable to break free. The spatial jammer was still in his hand, but he hadn't activated it. Feng Ying looked at Li Xuan, his eyes filled with mockery. "Your plan has failed," he said slowly. "Now, it's your turn." Feng Ying's sneer pierced Li Xuan's eardrums like a sharp knife. He watched helplessly as Sister Wu was forced back by the Ice Maiden, and Old Zhou collapsed helplessly to the ground, the poisonous mist swirling around his aged face, as if it would take away his remaining life at any moment. Despair surged through him like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming him. Old Zhou reached out with difficulty, trying to grasp something, but only grasped at air. His lips trembled, and he managed to utter a few words: "...Go...Go quickly..." Sister Wu knelt beside Old Zhou, tears blurring her vision. "Old Zhou! Hold on, I will definitely save you!" She trembled as she pulled an antidote from her bosom, only to find there was only one dose left. One antidote—to save Old Zhou, or to save herself? The Ice Maiden's icy blade pressed against Sister Wu's neck, radiating a chilling coldness. "Give up," the Ice Maiden's voice was like ancient ice, "You have no hope." Li Xuan's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, making it almost impossible to breathe. He wanted to abandon the rescue of Mu Yang and go help Lin Yu and Old Zhou first, but Mu Yang was currently being suppressed by the combined forces of the Poison Scorpion and the Ice Maiden, and his situation was equally critical. If he abandoned the rescue of Mu Yang, Mu Yang would likely be killed by the Poison Scorpion and the Ice Maiden. "Li Xuan! Don't worry about me! Go save Old Zhou!" Mu Yang's voice came from afar, hoarse. He had been kicked to the ground by the Poison Scorpion, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Li Xuan's heart felt like it was being torn apart, filled with unbearable pain. On one side was his companion, whose fate was uncertain; on the other was the dying elder. What should he choose? He clenched his teeth, his hands forming fists, his nails digging deep into his flesh. The Blood Demon's attacks grew increasingly fierce, and the cracks in the protective shield multiplied. Li Xuan knew that if he didn't make a choice soon, they would all perish. His gaze darted back and forth between Old Zhou, Sister Wu, Mu Yang, and Lin Yu. Finally, he made a difficult decision. He took a deep breath and shouted to Mu Yang, "Hold on! I'm coming to save you right away!" With that, he turned sharply and rushed towards Old Zhou and Sister Wu. He knew this decision meant abandoning Mu Yang, but he had no other choice. He had to save Old Zhou and Sister Wu's lives first, and then find a way to save Mu Yang. The poisonous fog's effects intensified, blurring Li Xuan's perception and making it difficult to accurately sense danger. He could only rely on instinct and experience, groping his way forward through the mist. "Li Xuan! Are you insane!" The Blood Demon's roar echoed behind him, tinged with disbelief. "You actually abandoned your companions!" Li Xuan ignored the Blood Demon's mockery; his eyes were fixed on only one goal: rescuing Elder Zhou and Sister Wu. He approached them step by step, each step incredibly difficult. Suddenly, a cold hand gripped his shoulder… "You…you're going the wrong way…" a weak voice whispered in his ear… The one gripping Li Xuan's shoulder was Elder Zhou! His face was deathly pale, his lips purple; the poisonous fog had already ravaged his body, yet he still clung to his last breath. "A trap…it's a trap…" Elder Zhou's voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.

Li Xuan's heart skipped a beat. A trap? Had he misjudged the situation? He tried to concentrate, attempting to perceive his surroundings through the mist, but the poisonous fog was too strong; his mental perception was blurred as if veiled. "Blood Demon... his target... isn't us..." Old Zhou said haltingly, each word seemingly exhausting all his strength. Li Xuan turned sharply, only to see Blood Demon approaching Mu Yang step by step, a cruel smile on his lips. He realized then that Blood Demon's true target had always been Mu Yang! And he himself had been deceived by Blood Demon's illusion, step by step walking into his trap. "Damn it!" Li Xuan cursed under his breath, filled with regret. He immediately wanted to return to rescue Mu Yang, but Old Zhou held his shoulders tightly, preventing him from leaving. "It's useless... you... have already... fallen for it..." Old Zhou's voice grew weaker, his eyes beginning to glaze over. Just then, Blood Demon suddenly launched an attack. A crimson light, like lightning, pierced through the mist, striking Li Xuan's chest. Li Xuan's mental perception was also affected by the poisonous fog, becoming even more blurred, making it difficult for him to accurately sense danger. At the critical moment, a flash of inspiration struck him. He feigned being struck by the Blood Demon's attack, letting out a scream and collapsing to the ground. The Blood Demon, believing Li Xuan was injured, lowered its guard and grinned as it approached Li Xuan, preparing to deliver the final blow. Just then, Li Xuan suddenly sprang into action, attacking the Blood Demon's lower body, causing it to stagger. However, the Blood Demon quickly recovered, grabbing Li Xuan's weapon and forcefully throwing him away. Li Xuan crashed heavily into a rock, sustaining serious injuries. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he ignored the pain, struggling to his feet. Mu Yang's situation was also precarious. With the combined attack of the Poison Scorpion and the Ice Maiden, Mu Yang was gradually losing ground. Sister Wu tried to help but was kicked away by the Ice Maiden, collapsing to the ground groaning in pain. With Li Xuan injured, the group's counterattack was even weaker. The Poison Scorpion and the Ice Maiden slowly approached Mu Yang, seemingly intending to kill him. Old Zhou was on his deathbed, Sister Wu was also seriously injured, and Lin Yu was still struggling to maintain the protective shield. "It's over..." the venomous scorpion's chilling voice echoed in the mist, "You will all die here..." The ice maiden's icy blade gleamed coldly as it slowly approached Mu Yang's neck. Mu Yang closed his eyes, seemingly having given up resistance. Just at this critical moment, a voice suddenly rang out in the mist: "Who said... it's over..." Li Xuan crashed heavily into the jagged rocks, a sharp pain shooting through his back, a metallic taste filling his mouth. He struggled to get up, but felt utterly powerless. His vision blurred, his ears rang, and the corrosive effects of the poisonous mist, combined with his worsening injuries, nearly made him lose consciousness. The Blood Demon grinned maliciously as he approached step by step, the blood-red blade in his hand dripping a viscous liquid, appearing particularly terrifying in the dim light. "You overconfident brat, do you think you can escape my grasp?" Poison Scorpion and Ice Maiden stood beside Mu Yang. Poison Scorpion drew a dagger, slowly raising it, preparing to stab Mu Yang. Mu Yang's face was pale, but his eyes gleamed with unwavering resolve. He knew he was powerless to resist, yet he still straightened his back, ready to face death. Sister Wu groaned in pain, trying to crawl over to protect Mu Yang, but Ice Maiden pressed her foot against his chest, rendering her immobile. Old Zhou's breath grew weaker and weaker. He struggled to reach out, trying to grab Li Xuan, but ultimately his hand fell limply to his side. In the pervasive poisonous mist, he seemed to see the destruction of his sect, and the brothers and sisters who had fought alongside him, their figures gradually fading into the fog… Lin Yu desperately maintained the protective shield, resisting Feng Ying's attacks. Feng Ying's speed was lightning fast, his attacks pouring down like a storm, the protective shield teetering on the verge of collapse. Large beads of sweat trickled down Lin Yu's forehead, but he gritted his teeth and persevered. He knew that once the protective shield shattered, annihilation awaited them. At this moment of despair, a weak voice echoed from the mist: "It's not... over yet..." Li Xuan used his last strength to rise from the ground. He stood swaying, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes burned with an indomitable flame. He took a deep breath, summoning the last ounce of power within him, pushing his mental perception to its limit. From the mist, a figure slowly emerged. It was a tall man shrouded in a black cloak. He held a black longsword, its blade radiating a chilling aura. "Who are you?" the Blood Demon asked warily. The man in black did not answer. He slowly raised his head, revealing his face hidden beneath the cloak. It was a face identical to Li Xuan's, only with eyes colder and more profound. He looked at Li Xuan, a strange smile playing on his lips: "Long time no see... myself."