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Even if she exhausts all her spiritual power, Xie Wanning will never give up.

She pressed closer and closer to the demon lords, her flames growing ever stronger, threatening to engulf her.

"Are you crazy? This will burn away your cultivation." Mu Jinchen said anxiously, a hint of panic appearing on his usually cold face.

"So what? I will not be anyone's puppet," Xie Wanning said firmly, her eyes blazing.

The demon lords launched an attack, only to find that the demonic energy could not get close to Xie Wanning's body at all. The phoenix fire had a natural ability to restrain demonic energy, just as water can extinguish fire.

Some demon lords tried to escape, but Xie Wanning surrounded the entire room with flames, trapping everyone inside.

Xie Wan Ning's spiritual power had long been exhausted. She used her primal power to forcefully support the flames. Her eyes were bloodshot, her hair was disheveled and sparking, and she stared at He Lian Yu with hatred in her eyes.

If Helian Yu were actually present at this moment, he would definitely be burned to ashes.

"Let's both calm down, okay?" Mu Jinchen clutched his throbbing head, his tone tinged with compromise. "I'll let you out, but don't release the Phoenix Fire again. Now you're using your Origin Power. If you run out of Origin Power, your cultivation will be gone. Do you really want to do that?"

Xie Wanning's mood calmed down a little. If she exhausted her cultivation, all her efforts over the past two years would be in vain.

"Fine, let me out, and you're not allowed to hunt me down. I swear by the Heart Demon Curse." Xie Wanning stared intently at Mu Jinchen.

Mu Jinchen and the other demon lords were nearly fainting from the aura of the phoenix fire, so they had no choice but to cast a demonic spell to send Xie Wanning away.

Xie Wanning glared fiercely at Helian Yu, who was hiding behind her, and was about to leave when she was stopped.

"Xie Wanning, do you want to know why I've been searching for cultivators to activate the formation for nearly ten thousand years?" Mu Jinchen's voice was low and deep. Xie Wanning didn't turn around, only hearing: "Because whether it's spiritual cultivation or demonic cultivation, no matter how high their cultivation level, if they haven't ascended after ten thousand years, they will vanish into nothingness. My cultivation level is already high enough for ascension, and your masters are no exception. However, we've all been in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons for nearly ten thousand years, and we'll vanish into nothingness in less than twenty years. Do you really think it was worth it for your masters to spend their entire lives for the cultivation world, only to die in some forgotten corner?"

Xie Wanning paused, but did not stop walking.

Mu Jinchen stopped speaking, a hint of a smile in his eyes, and a wisp of demonic energy silently crept into the back of Xie Wanning's neck.

Finally leaving the Yinming Palace, Xie Wanning was exhausted and found a cave to rest, where she began to meditate and absorb spiritual energy.

In the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, spiritual energy and demonic energy intertwine. To extract spiritual energy from it requires immense patience and skill, all of which her masters taught her, and it took her a month to learn.

Xie Wanning began cultivating and felt that some of the spiritual power in her body had recovered. However, the depletion of her primordial power prevented her from easily using her spiritual power, otherwise she would lose even more primordial power. She could only unleash her spiritual power once her primordial power was fully restored.

Primal power and spiritual power are different. Primal power is the spiritual power that a cultivator accumulates in their body over many years, and the more primal power one has, the higher one's cultivation level. Spiritual power, on the other hand, is the spiritual power that a cultivator absorbs from the outside world and stores within their body; the higher one's cultivation level, the more spiritual power one possesses.

Upon waking up again, Xie Wanning let out a long sigh and slowly got up.

She drew her natal sword, which supported her as she walked towards the camp.

She has already eliminated hundreds of demonic beasts and two demon lords, and completed the trials set by her masters. Once she returns, her master's wife, Yan Qing, will dispel the formation for her, and she can return to the world of cultivation.

"Sister Wan Ning."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Xie Wanning almost trembled, turning around in disbelief.

Wearing a pale yellow silk dress and with a bright smile on her face, Tian Ruochun looked at Xie Wanning with joy: "I've finally found you."

"How did you end up here?" Xie Wanning opened her mouth a few times but couldn't make a sound. After calming herself down, she finally spoke her mind.

"I miss you so much, I've been looking for you." Tian Ruochun's eyes were sincere as she tried to hold Xie Wanning's hand.

Xie Wanning took a step back, her eyes filled with unwavering wariness: "How do you know I'm not dead?"

Xie Wanning "died" in front of everyone. Apart from Yan Ze, who sent her to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, Xie Wanning couldn't think of anyone else who would know that she was still alive.

"Of course it's me, Master." A crimson bird emerged from behind Tian Ruochun: "I know your true form, so I told your junior sister to come find you."

Xie Wanning was stunned, her eyes bursting with immense joy. She hugged the Crimson Flame Bird tightly: "Little Crimson, you're still alive, that's wonderful."

The Crimson Flame Bird stayed quietly in Xie Wanning's arms, gently cooing twice, as if comforting Xie Wanning not to be sad.

After a while, Xie Wanning released the Crimson Flame Bird and flashed a bright smile: "It's been two years since I last saw you all, I really missed you all."

Then, Xie Wanning hugged Tian Ruochun: "Little Tian, ​​you've grown so much taller."

"Ah."

"How did you get here?" Xie Wanning asked, puzzled.

"It was Sect Leader Yan who brought us in." Tian Ruochun looked at Xie Wanning with a hint of worry in her eyes.

As expected, Xie Wanning's face darkened: "How could he possibly come looking for me?"

"Wan Ning." A gentle voice rang out, and Xie Wan Ning saw Yan Ze walking over, followed by Song Huai An and Jiang Ci.

Yan Ze's eyes were full of apology and regret. He reached out to grab Xie Wan Ning, but then withdrew his hand.

The two junior brothers had grown taller, almost as tall as Yan Ze. They had shed their youthful immaturity and were now full of spirit and vigor. When they saw Xie Wan Ning, they excitedly ran over to her.

"Sister!"

"Senior Sister! We've come to find you."

Xie Wanning coldly took two steps back, while Song Huai'an and Jiang Ci froze on the spot, like children who had made a mistake, hastily apologizing:

"Senior Sister, I was wrong. I already know the truth about the Lingyun Secret Realm. You didn't keep the treasure for yourself, nor did you harm Ye Qianqian. It was all Ye Qianqian's fault." Song Huai'an clenched his fists, and his cheeks turned red with anger when he said the name "Ye Qianqian".

“Yes, Ye Qianqian deceived us. After Master found out about this, he expelled her from the sect. Senior Sister, please forgive us, okay? We will definitely treat you well.” Jiang Ci looked at Xie Wanning with a sincere and expectant expression.

"Wan Ning, I was wrong. I shouldn't have wronged you or laid a hand on you. I've already abolished Ye Qianqian's spiritual root and expelled her from the sect. Let's go back to the sect together." Yan Ze, who was usually indifferent, had a slightly trembling eye as he repented for his mistakes.

"Sister Wan Ning, let's go back." Tian Ruochun held Xie Wan Ning's hand and refused to let go.

"Master, I miss you so much. Let's go back together." The Crimson Flame Bird flapped its wings and called out to Xie Wan Ning.

A few tears welled up in Xie Wanning's eyes, and the tears streamed down her cheeks, gently dripping onto the ground.

"Thank you, but I can't leave," Xie Wanning said with a wry smile, her eyes filled with reluctance and hesitation.

Yan Ze stepped forward and stood in front of Xie Wan Ning, staring at her with eyes full of pain: "Why? Why won't you come back to the sect with me?"

“Because…” Xie Wan Ning looked up, her gaze resolute, and her natal sword swiftly pierced Yan Ze’s stomach: “You are all fake.”

Yan Ze's eyes widened, but before he could utter a sound, his throat was slit and he fell to the ground.

"Master..." Before Song Huai'an could finish speaking, Xie Wanning's sword had already pierced his heart. Xie Wanning did not spare Jiang Ci, who was standing to the side.

"Thump!" The sound of a head hitting the ground.

Tian Ruochun stood there dumbfounded, staring at Xie Wanning, who was covered in blood. She covered her mouth in shock.

Xie Wanning sighed and put down her sword.