Rebirth of Jinxuan

The excruciating pain Qingfeng had anticipated did not come. He opened his eyes in confusion and saw a tall figure standing in front of him, having taken the fatal blow from Master Wei.

That person was none other than Zhang Yuxi.

At this moment, Zhang Yuxi exuded a terrifying demonic power, and the crimson light danced like flames, staining the surrounding air with a blood-red hue.

Master Wei was slightly taken aback, then his eyes sharpened, "Crimson Serpent Demon King! You're still alive!"

Zhang Yuxi gave a cold laugh, his scarlet eyes filled with icy killing intent. "Seventh Master Wei, long time no see." His demonic power suddenly surged, and a powerful pressure swept out, forcing everyone around him to retreat.

Lan Yue covered her mouth in horror, staring in disbelief at what was happening before her.

She held Lu Yuhang tightly, afraid that he would get hurt.

Lu Yuhang stared wide-eyed at Zhang Yuxi, a strange light flickering in his eyes.

"Father..." he murmured softly, his voice barely audible.

Mo Chenfan's expression was solemn. He gripped his sword tightly and scanned his surroundings warily.

He knew that a major battle was inevitable.

Tan Tongen, Qian Feng, and others also drew their weapons and stood ready for battle.

Although they did not know Zhang Yuxi's true identity, the powerful demonic energy he was emanating at this moment was enough for them to understand that he was an extremely dangerous person.

Lu Jinxuan stood in the crowd, quietly watching everything, a complex light flashing in her eyes.

The battle between Zhang Yuxi and Master Wei is about to break out.

The two moved with lightning speed, each move deadly.

The powerful spiritual energy and demonic energy collided, producing a deafening roar.

Gradually, the battle between the two was enveloped by a semi-transparent sphere, the inside of which shimmered with light, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

"What...what exactly is going on?" Qian Feng couldn't help but ask.

"The Crimson Serpent Demon King... is actually this strong..." Tan Tong'en muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock.

“Master Qingfeng, Zhang Yuxi, he…” Lanyue looked at Qingfeng with concern.

Qingfeng shook his head, "I don't know either..."

The crowd discussed amongst themselves, speculating about the outcome of the battle.

The sphere enveloping the two of them grew brighter and more unstable...

Suddenly, a blinding light flashed...

"Retreat quickly!" Mo Chenfan shouted.

After the blinding light, the translucent sphere exploded with a deafening roar, and a powerful shockwave swept outwards, leveling the surrounding houses to the ground.

Zhang Yuxi and Master Wei were both thrown back and crashed heavily to the ground.

Blood trickled from the corner of Wei Qiye's mouth, and his face was pale; he was clearly seriously injured.

Although Zhang Yuxi was not in much better condition, she still exuded powerful demonic energy, indicating that she still had the strength to fight again.

Upon seeing this, the young prince Hua Heng's eyes flashed with fear, and he shouted in a shrill voice, "Everyone, attack together and kill this demon!"

Hua Heng's shout was like igniting a powder keg, instantly triggering panic among the crowd.

Some uninformed civilians and low-level spiritual cultivators drew their weapons and rushed towards Zhang Yuxi.

"Protect the Medicine Hall!" Mu Xu gave the order, and the disciples of Wangqiu Hall immediately formed a defensive formation, protecting the disciples of the Medicine Hall behind them.

The disciples of the Alchemy Hall also drew their weapons, ready to fight.

Just then, the disciples of the Royal Martial Arts Hall, led by Hall Master Wang Yueming, also rushed over.

They were well-trained and worked in perfect coordination, quickly breaking through the outer defenses and approaching the core area of ​​the alchemy hall.

Despite being caught in the crossfire between the two forces, the disciples of Wangyue Hall and Alchemy Hall remained completely calm.

They stood back to back, cooperating with each other, and tenaciously resisted the enemy's attack.

Muwei's command was calm and collected, and Zhang Yuxi's demonic power was unstoppable. For a time, they actually managed to block the Royal Martial Hall's offensive.

Seeing that his side was no match for the enemy, Xue Liang looked miserable and was about to beg for mercy when a burly, greasy-faced canteen chef covered his mouth and dragged him into the kitchen.

"Say less, we haven't even had dinner yet!"

The battle was at a stalemate, and the air was thick with the smell of blood and a tense atmosphere.

Everyone knew that the outcome of this battle would determine the fate of the entire imperial city...

In the distance, a rider on horseback galloped towards them. The rider wore black armor, held a long spear, and had eyes as cold as ice.

He reined in his horse, looked at the chaotic alchemy hall, and a cold smile appeared on his lips: "Heh, what a lively show..."