I have the face of a great demon.

"Chase!" Liu Xingchen shouted, and in a flash, he chased after the demonic cultivator.

Ye Sisi and Tie Zhu also realized what was happening and followed closely behind.

Although Xue Meizi was seriously injured, he was still at the Nascent Soul stage and could still escape very quickly.

He rushed quickly toward the edge of the valley, trying to escape the dangerous place.

Blood Demon was incredibly fast, like a black lightning bolt, darting through the mountains and forests. His figure flashed among the treetops, leaving behind afterimages.

Liu Xingchen and the others followed closely behind, but the distance between them grew further and further.

"Damn it, this guy is desperate to escape!" Liu Xingchen roared, waving his hands. Golden spiritual energy flew out from his palms, transforming into countless sharp sword energies that rushed straight towards the demonic cultivator.

Xue Meizi seemed to have been prepared, and with a slight sway in the air, she actually managed to withstand several sword energies.

His body was splattered with blood, but he didn't care. Instead, he used the force to speed up and escape into the distance.

“He’d rather take the brunt of the attack than turn around and fight back,” Ye Sisi said, frowning. “At this rate, it will be very difficult for us to catch up with him.”

"We can't let him get away!" Liu Xingchen's expression turned extremely solemn.

His attacks couldn't kill the demonic cultivator, who was determined to escape despite being badly injured. There was really nothing he could do.

The figure of Xue Meizi became increasingly blurry in the distance, like a wisp of gray mist blown away by the wind, gradually merging into the dim sky.

Liu Xingchen was extremely anxious. Although he walked quickly, he could not catch up with the dark figure that was getting further and further away.

He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, cursing inwardly, "If this continues, he'll really get away!"

Just then, the ghostly scholar's voice rang out, carrying an undisguised longing: "That soul bead... I want to eat it."

Liu Xingchen was taken aback, slowed his pace slightly, and turned his head to look at the floating spirit beside him.

"Soul Pearl? Isn't that an evil object used by demonic cultivators to enhance their cultivation? What do you need it for?"

The scholar's figure appeared and disappeared in the air, a complex emotion on his face.

“I am a spirit ghost, a being of the soul type. The Soul Pearl is a great tonic for me, even more effective than what demonic cultivators use. If you consume it, my power will increase greatly, and perhaps I can help you kill that demonic cultivator.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Sisi frowned, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

"That Soul Pearl is formed from the lives of countless people. How is eating such a thing any different from those utterly depraved demonic cultivators?"

Her voice was cold and carried an undeniable sense of justice.

Although Tie Zhu didn't say anything, there was a hint of displeasure on his face.

Upon hearing this, the scholar trembled slightly, and the longing on his face gradually faded, replaced by a look of sadness.

He lowered his head, his voice low and deep: "You're right... I was being presumptuous."

Liu Xingchen then spoke up, "These people have already been killed by the demonic cultivators. Even if you don't eat the Soul Pearl, they won't come back to life."

He paused, his gaze fixed on the almost vanished figure of the demonic cultivator ahead, and continued, "I'm not that pedantic. Since the Soul Pearl can enhance your power, then eat it. Only by eating it can we catch up with the demonic cultivator faster and avenge those innocent people."

Ye Sisi turned sharply to look at Liu Xingchen, her eyes filled with disbelief: "You... how could you say that? Those are human lives! Even if they're dead, we can't do it this way..."

Liu Xingchen interrupted her, his voice soft yet carrying an undeniable force: "Sisi, I know you're reluctant. But the most important thing right now is to stop the demonic cultivator from harming people further. If he escapes, even more people will suffer. The scholar ate the Soul Pearl, which not only enhances his strength but also allows the souls of those people to be freed. Isn't that a better choice?"

Ye Sisi opened her mouth, but couldn't refute it anymore. In the end, she just bit her lip and didn't say anything more.

The scholar looked at Liu Xingchen and nodded happily: "Okay, I'll eat it."

After he finished speaking, his figure flashed and transformed into a streak of light, flying straight towards the soul pearl in Liu Xingchen's hand.

He slowly extended his illusory palm and gently held the soul bead that emitted an eerie light.

The Soul Pearl seemed to still hold the resentment and pain of those innocent people, constantly flashing a dark red light.

The spirit scholar took a deep breath and slowly brought the soul bead closer to his spirit body.

The moment the Soul Pearl touched him, a powerful suction force erupted from the spirit ghost's body, and the Soul Pearl was quickly absorbed into his body as if it were being devoured.

In an instant, the spirit of the Ghost Scholar shone brightly, surrounded by a dense layer of soul power that shimmered.

As the power of the Soul Bead was continuously absorbed, the Spirit Scholar's eyes gleamed with a captivating light, and his power grew at an astonishing rate.

The surrounding spiritual energy was drawn by his power, constantly gathering around him to form a small vortex of spiritual energy.

Blood Demon Child was able to advance from the early Nascent Soul stage to the peak Nascent Soul stage after consuming the Soul Pearl, not to mention Spirit Ghost, who is now only one step away from breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

This strength is more than enough to deal with a heavily wounded early-stage Nascent Soul demonic cultivator.

The figure of the Ghost Scholar transformed into a beam of light and silently entered Liu Xingchen's body.

In an instant, Liu Xingchen felt a chilling force spread from his chest to his limbs, as if an invisible wind was surging beneath his feet.

His speed suddenly increased, and his figure moved like a ghost through the dim world, the ground beneath his feet almost becoming a blurry phantom.

In the distance, Xue Meizi was running away with all his might, the black mist beneath his feet churning and engulfing his figure.

A slight smile played on his lips as he secretly rejoiced: "Luckily, I ran fast. Although that black-robed killing god is powerful, he ultimately couldn't catch me!"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, and even began to plan his revenge in the future.

"Hmph, I will repay this grudge a hundredfold!" A sinister glint flashed in Xue Meizi's eyes. "Once I find a few brothers, we will join forces to lay a trap and tear that damned demon to pieces! And that Soul Pearl, I will definitely take it back!"

He had already begun to conjure up images of revenge in his mind, as if he could already see Liu Xingchen kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

However, just as he was basking in this brief moment of triumph, a chilling cold suddenly swept over him from behind.

Blood Demon's heart sank, and the hairs on his body stood on end. He instinctively turned around, his pupils suddenly contracting—the black-robed god of death had silently appeared behind him without him even noticing!

Liu Xingchen's figure was like a ghost, his black robe fluttering in the wind, and the long sword in his hand gleamed with a cold light, like the scythe of death, pointing straight at his throat.

"How is this possible... How could he be so fast?!"

An unprecedented fear surged in Xue Meizi's heart, and her previous smugness was instantly crushed.

His steps became unsteady, and his breathing became rapid, as if an invisible hand was gripping his throat.

"No... I can't die here!" Blood Demon Child frantically urged the demonic energy within her body, trying to accelerate her escape once more.

Despair surged into his heart like a tide, the demonic cultivator's face turned deathly pale, and the sinister look in his eyes was replaced by fear.

He wanted to scream, to beg for mercy, but no sound came out of his throat.

Just then, Liu Xingchen's cold voice came, like the tolling of a judgment bell: "Your sins end here."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xingchen had already swung his longsword.

A cold light ripped through the sky, and the demonic cultivator felt a chill on his neck before his vision began to spin.

His head flew high into the air, and before the fear and resentment in his eyes had faded, he was plunged into eternal darkness.