Qin Mieqin's sacrifice was not as painful as Tianjun and Blockhead's, but it was the biggest shock he had ever felt.
Tianjun and Su You had a very good relationship. The two of them were inseparable, like brothers. This was witnessed by all the disciples of Hidden Sword Court. Blockhead was honest and loyal, with a strong sense of justice and sacrificial spirit. If there was someone who was willing to stand up for them in the most critical moment, everyone would think of Blockhead. Because everyone thought that he was so honest that he was stupid.
But Qin Mieqin was different. Everyone thought he was cold and ruthless. Why would someone like him stand up for them?
That was why when Qin Mieqin stood up and sacrificed himself for them, Li Chengfeng was shocked.
At that moment, the light that Qin Mieqin had ignited with his life was like a sharp sword that pierced deep into Li Chengfeng's soul. He deeply felt the things that his Senior Brothers of Hidden Sword Court had persevered for, the spirit that they protected with their lives, the faith that they believed in.
At that moment, Hidden Sword Court seemed to come alive in Li Chengfeng's heart. Like a towering tree, it was deeply rooted in his heart.
A gust of wind blew, Li Chengfeng felt a chill on his cheeks. He instinctively wiped his face but it was cold tears. When he wiped again, his vision blurred as tears streamed down his cheeks like rain.
It wasn't just Li Chengfeng. Everyone here had no feelings for Qin Mieqin, but they were all sobbing and sobbing. They didn't know if they were sad for Qin Mieqin's sacrifice, or touched by his sacrifice for the Dao.
Yuehan clutched Li Chengfeng's arm tightly and took a deep breath. She whispered, "Let's go, he's not dead, don't let their sacrifice be in vain!"
"What?" Li Chengfeng was shocked. "Even this can't kill Xi Meng?"
Yuehan smiled bitterly. "Have you forgotten?
Xi Meng is the one who cannot be killed!
I didn't understand it before, but now I do … He's the same as Zhou Ling. They're both Daemon Kings chosen by the King of Hades. Their power comes from the King of Hades. Zhou Ling's power comes from the hatred gathered by the Nine Hells. As long as hatred exists in this world, as long as the fire of hatred burns in her heart, she can be reborn again and again. "
Li Chengfeng shuddered. "Then where does Xian Mengcai's power come from?"
Yuehan whispered, "If I'm not wrong, Xi Mengcai's power originates from the Nine Hells. As long as there are souls that have died wrongfully in this world, he can be reborn in the Nine Hells indefinitely."
Li Chengfeng sucked in a deep breath. No wonder Xiamengcai was able to revive two years after being killed by Zheng Jinghong and the others.
Li Chengfeng instinctively looked at Yuehan, vaguely guessing something. He wanted to ask her, 'Then where does your power come from?'
But Li Chengfeng did not ask. He carried Yuehan on his back, suppressed his desire, and turned to the crowd. "Everyone, run! Don't let their sacrifice be in vain!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone once again heard the ringing of the copper bell in this deep night. It was like a lingering spirit of the dead, and it shocked everyone to the point they felt a chill in their hearts. They wiped the tears from their eyes with all their might, gritted their teeth, and turned around, preparing to flee once more.
Li Chengfeng mobilized his Immortal Core Power, wanting to help everyone escape once again. However, just as he did so, he was shocked to find that the ground beneath their feet was rapidly turning black and soft due to the shattered flesh puppet. A foul stench filled the air, as if the ground beneath their feet had turned into a field of manure.
What was more terrifying was that the plants Li Chengfeng controlled were also rapidly rotting. The plants rotted into mud, the vines wilted.
They wanted to escape but it was as if they were stuck in a muddy swamp. It was difficult for them to even move.
Earlier, they had been running madly, even with Li Chengfeng's casting, Xi Mengcai still managed to catch up to them. Now that they were stuck in a muddy swamp, even an idiot would not believe that they could escape.
Ouyang Nan laughed bitterly. "We can't escape, let's fight him to the death!"
Li Chengfeng broke out in a cold sweat. He was now in complete despair.
Because Xi Mengcai's attack had directly hit Li Chengfeng's biggest weakness!
As long as Li Chengfeng was cut off from the plants he could control, he would lose his greatest support and his main fighting strength.
Could it be that Li Chengfeng could fight Xianmengcai in close combat?
Or, could it be that he has some other Dharma treasure that can defeat Xi Mengcai?
The others had also fallen into despair. Without a doubt, Qin Mieqin was the cultivator with the highest cultivation base among them. He had unleashed such an astonishing sword strike, but he still couldn't do anything to Xi Mengcai. He had only shattered Xi Mengcai's Corpse Monster Puppet. Now, Xi Mengcai was still haunting them, and he was making a comeback. What should they do?
In the midst of everyone's despair, they saw Xi Mengcai's figure appear once again in the dark. He was still wearing the same long red robe that dragged on the ground, his huge sleeves dragging on the ground like a river of blood. He spread his arms wide, revealing his bony body. His ribs, which were still bleeding, were spread open, as if he was embracing Li Chengfeng and the rest.
Only then did Xianmeng grin, his blood-red eyes staring straight in one direction: Yuehan's direction.
Xi Mengcai's voice was filled with deep resentment and hatred, like a sharp knife scraping on everyone's bones, sharp and painful. "I'm the Demon King!
Only me!
The Demon King! "
Everyone was stunned but they did not have time to think too deeply. Xi Mengcai was approaching them step by step.
Ouyang Nan took a deep breath. He knew it was time for him to step forward. However, just as he threw Han Tianxing on the ground and pulled out his sword to reverse the flow of True Yuan, he suddenly felt an intense heat coming from behind him.
Ouyang Nan's many years of battle experience caused him to subconsciously dodge to the side. Immediately after, a flaming chain rushed towards Xi Mengcai like a raging python. In an instant, it struck Xi Mengcai's body. Then, like a python coiling around his body, it tightly wrapped around his skinny arm.
Before anyone could react, another four chains came from behind them. Like flaming snakes, they wrapped tightly around Xi Mengcai's neck and limbs.
Xi Mengcai was tightly bound by these chains but he did not struggle. He only grinned and looked forward, his eyes still fixed on Yuehan, as if she was his only target.
At this time, everyone looked back in surprise, only to see five figures dressed in dark red armor riding over. When they were about thirty to forty meters away, these five people leaped from the back of their horses and landed in front of them gracefully.