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"Why is my power draining away? Who is behind this?" Qi Delong shouted angrily as he retreated after a fierce clash with Meng Yao.

He looked around, trying to figure out why, only to find that the situation was even worse than he had imagined!

Not only was the demonic energy in his body being inexplicably drawn out by the demonic pearl, but the demonic energy remaining in the bodies of the young disciples of various sects whose spiritual power had been previously extracted was also constantly decreasing.

"Qi Delong, without the support of demonic energy, let's see what tricks you can pull now!" Mengyao said, then stood up again.

"Do you think my peak Yellow Spirit Realm cultivation is nothing to be trifled with? If you want to defeat me, you'll have to see if you have the ability!" Despite his fury, Qi Delong was still determined to go all in.

But this time, without the interference of demonic energy, Mengyao unleashed her full Xuanling Realm cultivation, directly using the high-level Earth-rank martial skill "Azure Sea Soaring Technique," holding nothing back.

Even with Qi Delong's peak Yellow Spirit Realm cultivation, she quickly captured him, imprisoned his cultivation, and tossed him aside.

With Qi Delong's capture, a huge change occurred on the battlefield. The young disciples of various sects who had been afflicted by demonic energy regained their fighting power after the demonic energy was drained.

Soon, the disciples of the Burning Flame Sect and the Cloud Mist Sect were defeated by the crowd and all lost their fighting ability. Those who were still alive were put under guard!

"Narcissus, what should we do now?" Jian Shiyi bandaged the wound on his chest and leaned close to Mengyao to ask.

"Please check the surroundings to see if there are any remnants of the demon race. Others, go and treat the seriously injured fellow Daoists, after all, you are all outstanding members of your respective sects!" Mengyao glanced at the surrounding secret passages and said to a few core disciples.

"Hmm! Let's go take a look. You should recover! The Azure Sea Soaring Technique truly lives up to its reputation as a high-level Earth-rank martial skill. While its power is immense, its consumption is also terrifying!"

Seeing Mengyao's pale face, Binglin couldn't help but offer some words of advice before leading everyone to check on her.

"Biluo, how is Fan Tong?" Mengyao walked to a corner and asked softly into the room.

"He's still cultivating, but his cultivation level is improving very quickly! Fan Tong is really infuriating; at such a crucial time, he's still cultivating!"

Biluo replied somewhat helplessly, completely baffled as to what Fan Tong was thinking.

"Fan Tong must have his reasons for doing this. Let's not doubt him, just protect him! In any case, his improvement in cultivation is a good thing!"

Mengyao comforted Biluo for a few moments, then turned to look at the increasingly smaller magic orb in the hall. She had many questions in her mind, but she didn't ask any.

Everyone has secrets. Even in the closest relationships, don't pry into them easily. When you're ready to tell each other, things will naturally become clear.

"The barrier at the cave entrance has disappeared, we can get out now!" An excited voice came from the passage we came from.

The young cultivators in the hall all stood up, and even those whose wounds were not yet fully bandaged insisted on going out.

For them, this place was already extremely heartbreaking. If the terrifying suction hadn't inexplicably stopped, they would probably all have been turned into dried-up human skin.

This confrontation with the demons left them with extremely painful lessons, but it wasn't all bad; at least it strengthened their resolve to cultivate diligently.

Having gone through this experience, their mindset has grown to some extent.

"Narcissus, come quickly!" A surprised shout came, and Mengyao quickly got up and walked towards the core disciples who had returned.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Look, they're all dead?" The icy voice revealed a hint of horror, speaking incredulously.

"What?" Mengyao rushed forward to check and saw that all the disciples of the Burning Flame Sect and Cloud Mist Sect that had been captured earlier had committed suicide by poison.

"They're ruthless! We were planning to use them to hold two sects accountable, but they ended up with no way to prove anything!"

"Sigh! It was our carelessness; we didn't expect something like this to happen!" Several core disciples muttered to themselves, truly helpless in the face of the situation.

"Alright! Fairy Narcissus, shall we go out too?" Bing Linlin suggested, seeing that all the disciples from various sects had left.

"Everyone, please go out first. I need to meditate for a while longer!" Mengyao pretended to need to sit down for meditation and gently declined.

"Then we'll wait for you outside!" Seeing this, the group had no choice but to go out first.

As time passed, the magic orb grew smaller and smaller, and the demonic energy on it became increasingly faint.

With a snap, the magic orb turned into dust and vanished in the hall.

After a while, Fan Tong finally woke up from the state of fully absorbing the spiritual energy transformed from the Yama Ancient Sword.

"Oh dear, Fan Tong, you've finally finished your cultivation! Let's hurry up and go out, everyone's been gone for ages!" Bi Luo said hurriedly when she saw that Fan Tong was awake.

Hearing the noise, Mengyao stopped meditating, got up, and came to Fan Tong's side.

"You two go out first, I'll do a good deed and clean up this place!" Fan Tong spoke up before Meng Yao could even say anything.

"Why are you still..." Before Bilu could finish speaking, Mengyao glanced at Fan Tong and pulled Bilu away.

"Be careful!" Mengyao said as she walked outside.

"Don't worry! It'll be quick!" After seeing Mengyao and the other leave, Fan Tong quickly went to the dead disciples of the Burning Flame Sect and Cloud Mist Sect.

"Come on! Let's see how much more spiritual power you can provide!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Yama Ancient Sword, like a vampire, released a lot of golden spiritual power, which quickly devoured the demonic energy.

In less than a quarter of an hour, as the corpse turned to dust, Fan Tong also finished refining the spiritual power in his body. Without time to consolidate his surging cultivation, he quickly used the Concealing Breath Technique and hurried outside.

"Huh? Everyone's left?" Stepping out of the cave, he saw that all the young disciples from before had left.

"Hmph! Do you think I'll wait to celebrate the New Year with you if I don't leave?" Because she had been guarding Fan Tong and hadn't been able to fight the demons from the Burning Flame Sect, Bi Luo started throwing a tantrum now that Fan Tong was alright.

"No need! Mengyao is enough, hehe!" Fan Tong teased Biluo with a grin.

"You two should stop arguing!" Mengyao said, somewhat exasperated by their bickering. "There are only three days left. Some want to look for more opportunities, while others want to explore the path up the mountain. Let them be!"

"Senior Sister Mengyao, what do you think we should do?" Biluo ignored Fan Tong and turned to look at Mengyao.

"Since we have nothing else to do, let's slowly walk up the mountain and consolidate our cultivation along the way!"

"That works too. Anyway, we were trapped in a good place when we first arrived, and we consumed a lot of spiritual herbs and medicines, which greatly improved our cultivation!"

Biluo nodded. Compared to Fan Tong's bad luck, she and Mengyao were incredibly lucky.

Upon entering the secret realm, they were trapped in a garden of spiritual herbs, where they refined a large number of spiritual herbs. That's why they arrived at the cave at the last minute.

"Fan Tong, what about you? Are you coming with us, or going out on your own to try your luck again?" Meng Yao glanced at Fan Tong, who was studying the trap map.