The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

The moment Yun Yici realized she and Wen Fuyue were in different spaces, she saw Wen Fuyue in front of her slashing straight ahead with her sword.

Confused, Yun Yici hurriedly retreated and looked again at the direction where Wen Fuyue's murderous sword intent was pointing.

The complete darkness left her feeling somewhat lost.

However, she soon realized what Wen Fuyue had seen—a young man with white hair and red eyes slowly emerged from the darkness, a wicked smile on his lips and a sinister and venomous look in his eyes.

"I was just about to let you go, and you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep."

"By the way, your precious disciples are watching you right now."

"Tell me, should I kill you in front of them, or should you watch me eat them?"

Wen Fuyue's answer was a sword strike that pierced through the air; the pure white sword light transformed into a flurry of snowflakes illuminating the darkness.

The spirit swords hovering low in the air seemed to be summoned by him, and simultaneously pierced towards the demon.

The power of this sword strike caused the space to lose its color, and the terrifying darkness receded, turning into pure white.

Yun Yici and the others waited anxiously and expectantly for the final result.

The sword spirit of Huaichuan beside Yun Yici saw through everything and shattered her illusions: "It's no use. That demon seems to be able to control the spatial changes here. That sword cultivator's sword can't touch him."

As soon as Huai Chuan finished speaking, the darkness that had been repelled by Wen Fuyue returned with unexpected speed, once again drawing them into the Demon Realm.

Wen Fuyue's movements were extremely fast, and a hundred moves had passed in just a few breaths.

Now Yun Yici saw it clearly: Wen Fuyue's sword, just as Huaichuan had said, couldn't harm that demon in the slightest.

Just as Wen Fuyue passed through her body, Wen Fuyue's sword passed through the demon without causing any damage.

Yun Yici said, "My sword can touch him, no..."

She belatedly realized that it wasn't that her sword could touch the monster, but rather that the monster chose to reveal its true form in front of her.

She lacked the power to kill the monsters, which is why they dared to reveal their true forms before her and torment her like a cat playing with a mouse.

Wen Fuyue truly possessed the ability to kill this demon, which is why the demon chose this sneaky, clandestine fighting method.

The demon disguised as Mu Yunjian looked at Wen Fuyue, who was doing futile work, and sneered, "It seems you've chosen to let me kill you in front of your disciple first."

"That's not enough. Do you know what happened to my people who were thrown into the Buddha-Demon Tower?"

As he spoke, the instant he raised his hand, the invisible and intangible air surrounding Wen Fuyue instantly transformed into sharp blades, cutting bloody marks onto his body.

Seeing this, Yun Yici became extremely anxious.

Rong Xuan and Xie Qianjue were extremely anxious. The tower spirit beside them said that the attack, which seemed to be air, was actually using the edge of the plane to cut Wen Fuyue.

In other words, while it may seem that Wen Fuyue is fighting against demons, he is actually fighting against the entire Buddha-Demon Tower.

Countless demons perished in the Buddha-Demon Tower, including many nobles among them.

If Wen Fuyue hadn't possessed a sufficiently strong physical body, she would already be decapitated!

This demon clearly intended to torture and kill Wen Fuyue in front of them, and then slowly savor their despair.

This is not an equal battle at all!!

Xie Qianjue finally understood why Wen Fuyue had perished in the Buddha-Demon Tower in the scene he saw.

If they can't come up with a solution soon, his prediction will come true!

Rong Xuan immediately said to the tower spirit beside him, "Go help my master! You can travel through the tower, hurry over there!!"

Not content with tormenting Wen Fuyue, the demon pointed at the spiritual swords that kept piercing through its body and said, "Swords cultivated by humans, hahaha."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eighty-four water mirrors in the outer hall, which were still closed, opened simultaneously, transforming into a huge sky curtain.

This strange phenomenon jolted the Nanhua Sect members, who were still in disarray after losing their spiritual swords, awake from their daze. Everyone looked towards the ominous sky.

In the scene, "Twilight Clouds," surrounded by a thousand spirit swords that kept piercing through his body, smiled and said, "Look carefully, your swords can't protect you from anything."

"Look closely at how your compatriots died at my hands."

A jet-black trident with a reddish tinge appeared out of thin air in his hand and stabbed at Wen Fuyue with lightning speed.

Wen Fuyue parried with her sword energy, but the trident was like a demon, pierced through by the spirit sword, cut in half, and then quickly regenerated.

Wen Fuyue realized that he could not stop this attack, so she quickly retreated to try to avoid it.

But the strange attack recurred the next moment, and the air around him once again turned into sharp blades, leaving countless bloodstains on his body.

Wen Fuyue's white clothes were completely soaked with blood, and his speed was slowed down for a moment due to his injury.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the trident followed him closely and pierced through his left chest.

This nail-biting scene left everyone breathless.

A fierce glint flashed in Wen Fuyue's eyes as she grabbed the trident that was piercing his left chest.

His palms were covered in blood from being cut by the sharp blade of the trident.

Despite his injuries, he forcefully pulled the now-solidified trident toward himself.

"Cowardless rat!"

Wen Fuyue shouted, and the trident that had peeked out from the shadows of another dimension was actually dragged out by him, with most of its shaft protruding.

However, just as everyone was beginning to hope that Wen Fuyue could catch the demon from another dimension with his bare hands, the demon halberd in his hand suddenly vanished into nothingness.

Taking advantage of the Buddha-Demon Tower, the demon became arrogant and laughed wildly, "Despair! Hate!"

He raised his hand and manipulated an invisible plane, intending to torture the sword cultivator to death in front of everyone.

To the despairing crowd's surprise, in the next instant, an arm wrapped around Wen Fuyue's waist from behind and dragged him into another dimension.

It's the tower spirit!

The demon missed its target and its face contorted with malice: "You wretch! How dare you ruin my plans? Do you think you can save one but not two?"

"Alright, I'll eat those tender little disciples first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spirit swords that had been floating above Rong Xuan and Xie Qianjue formed an impenetrable wall in front of them.

A sword wall also rose in front of Yun Yici, and she knew that this was Huai Chuan's doing.

She reached out her hand to Huaichuan and said, "I don't need this, I need you."

The sword spirit of Huaichuan coldly stared at this junior who was still coveting it even as death approached: "Do you know who my master is?"

Yun Yici nodded.

"Then you should also know that a sword and its master complement each other. Without a powerful master, I cannot save all of you."

In other words, Huai Chuan believed that she couldn't handle it.

If she harbors the naivety of a little girl and thinks that she can kill everyone with a sword that is said to be from a sword immortal, then she is doomed.

Yun Yici suddenly understood the meaning of the "Sword and Man in Harmony" gift pack she had drawn.

She used to think the system was subtly insulting her.

Looking back now, when a person wields a sword, the person is in control, and when the person is in front, it is called the unity of man and sword. When the sword is in control and in front, it is called the unity of sword and man.

She didn't back down as she reached out her hand to Huaichuan: "I'll risk my life to borrow your sword. Once it's done, you won't regret it."

She vowed that this would be the last time she would rely on someone else's help.

She would never let anyone wield her sword again in her lifetime.