NFBE Chapter 271 The Bitter Consequences of Retreating Again and Again
Chapter 271 The Bitter Consequences of Retreating Again and Again
The front lines of the desolate region were filled with demonic energy, which was pitch black and shapeless, like a veil.
However, once it touches the body of a cultivator, it will turn into a sharp knife, instantly creating a festering wound.
Long Siyin looked at the wound on her arm. The wound was left from her battle with the son of the demon god yesterday. It was deep enough to expose the bone and was tainted with demonic energy, constantly tormenting her spirit.
Despite this, the woman remained calm, like a cold jade sculpture under the campfire.
"General!" came the voice of the adjutant beside him. The adjutant, Zheng Gang, was a disciple of the Xuanlu Blade Sect. He was tall and had a fierce appearance, but at heart he was a gentle and considerate person. Looking at Long Siyin's condition, his tone was full of worry.
"General, why don't you go back first and tell the elders about the demons' plot?" Zheng Gang cautiously suggested.
Long Siyin slowly shook her head: "I can't abandon you all!"
After the woman finished speaking, her beautiful eyes were filled with anger.
"I never expected the demons to actually... they actually dared to!" Zheng Gang slammed his fist on the ground and clutched his head.
Long Siyin closed her eyes in heartache. Du Ying sensed her emotions, flew into her arms, and emitted a soft sword hum.
Long Siyin hugged it tightly, and the scene she had witnessed yesterday flashed through her mind.
Yesterday, Long Siyin led her forces against a small demon tribe. The enemy was not very strong and was easily defeated.
Long Siyin originally thought this would be an easy siege, but when she saw what the small tribe had hidden in the cave, she single-handedly used her sword to grind all the captured demons to dust.
"Sister!" A strange voice came from behind her. Long Siyin opened her eyes and saw a little boy dressed in simple clothes.
It was said to be a little boy, but in reality, only half of the child's face was human. The other half had a ferocious mouth, and dark, tangled blood vessels were wrapped around his head.
He was a half-demon, not a child born of the bloodlines of a high-ranking demon and a human-demon hybrid, but a true...
The result of a human woman being violated by a lowly magical beast!
Yesterday, Long Siyin saw that the cave was full of forty-five such children...
The little boy stared blankly at Long Siyin, then slowly took a step back, his innocent eyes looking at her from the other side of his face.
"elder sister?"
"Come here!" Long Siyin beckoned to him, and the little boy obediently went over, stood in front of Long Siyin, and offered his hand.
Long Siyin held that small hand in her palm and heard the little boy's voice:
"Mother...I want to add..." the little boy said with difficulty.
Long Siyin nodded: "I know, I know..."
As the woman spoke, the rage in her heart almost tore her apart and ripped the sky of this desolate region.
Yesterday, after sensing the aura of the Demon God's son, Long Siyin truly lost her mind and wanted to grind him to dust.
But for some reason, the moment he saw that demon, he was unable to freely mobilize his spiritual power, and before he knew it, he was unable to defend himself.
It was as if she was being controlled by something, making her destined to lose to Ji Yan.
In the critical moment, she had to exchange injuries for injuries in order to lead everyone to this place.
Thinking of this, Long Siyin bit the tip of her tongue.
Why is this happening?
The woman clenched her fist in frustration, her nails digging into her palm, but she seemed oblivious to the pain.
Could it be that the injury he suffered back then hasn't healed yet?
If all else fails, we'll have to use the power of the sword vein.
The sword and its master are of one mind. Du Yingjian sensed Long Siyin's thoughts and moved slightly to show its support.
The woman concealed the determination in her eyes and called out to the outside of the cave, "Ling Xuan."
A few moments later, a man dressed in light blue clothes walked in from outside: "General, you wanted to see me?"
Under Zheng Gang's gaze, Long Siyin slowly spoke: "Go back to Qingfeng Terrace."
The young man's expression changed instantly: "If I go back, then you..."
Long Siyin's voice was firm: "The outside is completely covered by the demon's array to capture your aura. Only you, as a disciple of the Divine Shadow Sect, can send the items out."
The young man named Ling Xuan looked at Long Siyin and said, "General, do you think that I'm the one most afraid of dying and disappearing among all of you, which is why you assigned me this good job?"
His tone was relaxed, as if he were chatting casually in the Sunset Mountain.
Long Siyin looked into the young man's eyes: "This is not an easy job."
"Whether it's a good job or not is up to me." Ling Xuan glanced at Long Siyin one last time, then exchanged a punch with Zheng Gang.
"Take your big sword and kill the enemy. I'll bring reinforcements back and chop these beasts to pieces."
"I'll be waiting..."
After speaking, the young man turned and disappeared into the cave entrance.
Ling Xuan is a disciple of the Divine Shadow Sect, one of the twelve sects. The people in the sect spend their lives studying how to escape and conceal their abilities. The sect is located in the heart of the Yuanming Lower Realm, and the entire sect has only two hundred members.
They have always maintained an attitude of indifference, but this very sect, from the sect leader to the disciples, went to the battlefield this time to fight in the desolate region, taking on the responsibility of transmitting messages during the period when the transmission of sound and talismans were restricted.
Long Siyin had overheard her senior uncle, the sect leader, talking to the sect master of the Divine Shadow Sect. He was a chuckled old man wearing a tattered robe.
"You think you can escape? The techniques of my Divine Shadow Sect are no less powerful than Ling Yuanzi's Void Stepping Technique!"
"But if the Qingyun Sect Leader keeps running and retreating, he will eventually run out of options and have nowhere left to retreat to!"
"I want to be a carefree person living in peace and tranquility, not a sinner causing widespread suffering..."
Yes, this isn't the first time Long Siyin has witnessed the consequences of retreating again and again.
The tragedy at Jiangyun Sect many years ago, the death of my father, the mortals infected with demonic poison, and now... these children...
These are all the bitter fruits of tens of thousands of years of compromise and retreat between the Yuan and Ming dynasties.
It was shocking to see, and I will never forget it.
The woman's eyes were cold and sharp, as if covered with a thin layer of snow.
The surrounding air began to cool down. Zheng Gang looked towards the cave entrance, and all the soldiers present stood up.
A dark, demonic aura appeared at the cave entrance, from which a tall, handsome young man slowly emerged. Ji Yan, dressed in luxurious clothes, smiled, but just as he opened his mouth, a sharp sword light appeared in his face.
The young man slightly dodged.
"Young Sect Master, you're still so cold-hearted!"
"But it's okay, I don't care!" The young man said with a playful smile and a hint of regret in his voice.
"It's just that Xue Lan isn't by your side. If she were, it would be even better. I would definitely skin her alive and rip out her heart right in front of you!"
"Now I have no choice but to trouble the young sect leader to guide Xue Lan for me!"
"Zhi!"
The sword, Du Ying, was drawn and held in Long Siyin's hand.
"Then try it!"