Arc 3: Part 7
"Bai Tong, if you remain in this demonic domain, you'll surely die before long!"
"You've fled from the sect, committing the cardinal sin of betrayal. You're liable to be drawn and quartered, and thrown into the hellfire alive!"
"Junior Sister Bai Tong, the Sect Leader promised; if you return to the mountain and testify that Immortal Lord Jing Yang slaughtered his disciples after falling into demonic path, your crimes will be absolved!"
"You're the only direct disciple of Jing Yang Peak, the next successor. What a bright future awaits you. Please, come back!"
In the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, one's age is judged by their level of cultivation. Bai Tong's cultivation level was merely Foundation stage, only given a promotion because she was the junior sister of Tianxuanzi, equating her with the Golden Core stage disciples.
All those who had come to capture her were Golden Core stage disciples. Even if Bai Tong had not been stripped of her cultivation, she would not be able to match them.
Confronted with their threats and bribes, Tong Su sneered, her eyes full of mockery. "Go back? Frame Senior Brother with false testimony? I'd rather die here!"
The disciples' faces turned cold, their patience exhausted. "We're not crossing because we don't want to, not because we can't! If you continue to be obstinate, don't blame us for being impolite!"
Tong Su ignored them and struggled to crawl forward. However, her strength was gradually getting weaker. Her limbs were shaking more violently. Suddenly, her body swayed. Her eyes closed, and she collapsed onto the ground.
The disciples panicked, "Senior Brother! Is she... is she dead?!"
"What should we do? How are we going to report this to the Sect Master? We will definitely be punished!"
The leading disciple, forcibly suppressing his fear, calmly said: "The Sect Master said that as long as we can capture her, dead or alive doesn’t matter! She must have many treasures on her. Let's use our spiritual energy to protect ourselves, quickly rush in, and drag her body out. We'll divide the treasures evenly!"
"Alright!"
Everyone hurriedly nodded and followed him into the range of the thick demonic qi. They gathered around Tong Su, and the leader bent down to examine her, only to find that the girl on the ground appeared lifeless.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to search her collar to find the magical little fire bird. However, Tong Su, who appeared unconscious on the ground, suddenly lifted her hand!
A red and golden flame surged out and struck the disciple's face with a single palm strike.
The disciple felt a sudden darkness in his vision. His face was burning hot, as if his entire face had been scorched. The extreme pain caused his consciousness to collapse instantly, and he fell to the ground with a thump!
The surrounding disciples were shocked and were about to retreat, but the three-legged little fire bird suddenly sprang up behind them. With a few chirps, it spat out a wall of flames that rose behind them, surrounding them in a circle and cutting off their escape route!
Caught off guard, the disciples stepped into the flames and fell to the ground with painful screams. They clutched their legs and rolled around, eyes filled with disbelief:
Despite being injured so severely by the demonic energy, Bai Tong was still cunning enough to hurt them!
Tong Su staggered to her feet. She lacked cultivation, so the wall of fire was the result of the little fire bird's desperate effort, which could only temporarily trap the disciples.
But what was even more challenging was that these disciples were, after all, Golden Core cultivators. Once they recovered from their shock and checked their injuries, they would find that the burns, although painful, were not fatal.
She couldn't kill them.
Tong Su stumbled to her feet and ran deeper into the area.
At this time, the disciple with the burned face also reacted and hurriedly extinguished the flames with his magical tools.
Upon touching his face, he could feel the blisters caused by the burns. He grew furious and jumped up with his sword, thrusting it toward her!
"You wretched girl, how dare you hurt me..."
The little fire bird cried out in panic. Tong Su swiftly dodged the attack with great difficulty, but lost her balance and fell heavily to the ground!
With the sword about to pierce her forehead, Tong Su felt a surge of unwillingness.
Could it be that she was going to die here?!
Just at this moment.
The sky suddenly changed.
The wind and snow stopped abruptly. A dense, ink-like demonic energy emerged from the abyss, staining the sky with a ferocious blood-red hue. A beam of blood-red light shot up, piercing through the thick clouds, almost tearing the entire Ten Thousand Ghosts Demon Cave apart!
An extremely cold voice echoed through the thick demonic-energy-filled mist.
"Since when did the Junior Sister of I, Tian Xuanzi, become so weak that even hurting an ant was difficult?"
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