Chapter 178 Attack
Chapter 178 Attack
When Ning Xiaoxi appeared at the main entrance of the camp, the strong spiritual energy fluctuations caused Di Kui to open the door.
"grown ups!"
"Is there something you need from me so late, Officer Ning?"
“I have received an order from Lord Tianji to accompany you on an inspection tour to the west. I have come to inform you of this.” Ning Xiaoxi was not afraid of Di Kui asking Tianji. “Because I am far away, my parents and family are here. I hope you will take good care of me.”
Di Kui looked closely at Ning Xiaoxi, then smiled and said, "Your brother is good. As a member of the Celestial Master clan, he will naturally receive protection. You don't need to worry."
Ning Xiaoxi clasped her hands in a gesture of respect and said, "Thank you, sir."
Turning around, with a sudden shift in the universe, his figure vanished.
Di Kui stood at the door, and Liu Xing came out from the next room and stood solemnly beside Di Kui.
"If Ning Ziqing asks for leave tomorrow, it will be granted."
"Yes, my lord."
Ning Xiaoxi appeared on the outer edge of the Corrupted Thorn Demon Circle. Since Chaos had gone with her, there was no need for this defensive zone to exist. The Black Ice Plains had been frozen for nearly two hundred years; it was time to let this thousand-mile plain return to its original state.
"A gentle breeze arises!" With arms outstretched, black beads rise slowly from the chest, causing them to dance in the breeze.
"A gentle breeze follows my will, and noble spirit sends my soul home; auspicious clouds accompany my soul as it rises, and auspicious light guides my soul to peace."
The figures of the little silver dragon and the mermaid shimmered with a holy light in the dark night, their forms swelling up and floating above the corrosive fog created by the Corrupted Thorn Demon.
A sudden gust of wind arose, its sharp howl tearing through space and shattering the thorn bushes, scattering branches and leaves. The souls bound within the thorn bushes broke free and floated upwards on the gentle breeze.
Ning Xiaoxi mobilized the spiritual crystal veins within her body to keep Qingfeng from falling to the ground.
The black light emanating from the black bead was sharp and swift. The little silver dragon and the mermaid also intensified their efforts, stirring up the breeze to guide the souls of the living in the darkness.
The shadowy figures, almost blending into the night, rose continuously, starting sporadically, then becoming denser, and finally rising in a large-scale manner, as if the entire sky was shrouded in black mist.
The Spirit Crystal Heart was placed against Ning Xiaoxi's chest, releasing a rich azure energy to replenish her strength.
Ning Xiaoxi stared at the billowing black mist—nearly two hundred years of living souls! The sheer number was overwhelming! Her spirit crystal mine!
The little beast under the mulberry tree rolled over.
All the rotten thorns and brambles suddenly burst open, shattering into dust. All the trapped souls rushed into the clear wind passage, merging into the stars in the sky and disappearing without a trace.
The black bead fell from mid-air as if weightless, leaving the little silver dragon and the mermaid suspended in mid-air, motionless.
Suddenly, golden light began to rise from the scattered thorn fragments on the ground, converging on the black bead, the little silver dragon, and the mermaid.
The warmth of the golden light made the three little ones feel as if they were soaking in a hot spring, and they thoroughly enjoyed themselves.
Golden light rose and gathered continuously, and under the starlight, golden rays spread out, forming a golden radiance on the three creatures.
"Wow, that's the golden light of merit?" Ning Xiaoxi stared wide-eyed. But, but why did they get it all? Why didn't she get any? Tianji had it too. Could it be that this golden light only goes to demons and not humans? She looked down at her left wrist, but there was no movement at all. It didn't go to demons either?
Ning Xiaoxi could only watch enviously as the three of them ate and drank their fill and obediently returned to their cave, while she stood amidst the thorny debris, exposed to the cold wind. Ling Jingxin also retreated to her cave, hiding herself on the small bed in the main hall.
Ning Xiaoxi looked at Ling Jingxin with disdain, "Why aren't you hanging on the branches anymore?" Ling Jingxin burrowed deeper into the fluffy mattress and hid completely.
That little beast is her prized possession!
Without these filthy thorn demons, the air felt fresh, and the stench slowly began to dissipate.
Suddenly, I felt a throbbing sensation in my left wrist, and the previously still, pale blue snowflakes began to fall. The starry sky, which had been full of stars, was now covered by dark clouds, and snowflakes began to drift down.
Ning Xiaoxi raised her left wrist, and pink and blue snowflakes bloomed and shimmered above her wrist.
The snow fell gently, the snowflakes as large as mats, and the surroundings were extremely quiet; even the soft rustling of the falling snowflakes could be clearly heard.
Ning Xiaoxi stood quietly in the snow, slowly being covered by the heavy snow. She could feel a dense demonic energy swirling in the air, sweeping across the white snow, stirring up whirlwinds, and examining the scattered thorn fragments on the ground.
The light blue snowflakes spun faster on her wrist, and a halo of light blue enveloped Ning Xiaoxi, blocking the falling snowflakes.
Immediately, the demonic energy condensed in the air into a dark shadow, its head rotating 360 degrees. Seemingly finding nothing, the shadow dispersed in the air and disappeared.
Ning Xiaoxi remained standing quietly, letting the heavy snow cover her, forming a small hill, which eventually became a small mountain peak as the snow continued to fall.
The demonic energy descended once more, circling along the snow-covered ground before stepping onto a small hill. It then rotated its head 360 degrees to survey the area before dissipating and disappearing.
The snow fell heavily that night, completely obscuring any trace of the Corrupted Thorn Demon's existence. The small hill where the demonic energy had once trod was also buried in the snow, leaving no visible mark.
As the sun rises, its bright light shines on the white snow, reflecting a five-colored halo, creating a cold and beautiful effect.
"boom!"
Ning Xiaoxi jumped out of the snow and landed lightly on the snow, her body as light as a snowflake.
Through the pinkish-blue snowflakes, she could clearly sense that the wisp of demonic energy had ultimately disappeared in the direction of Youdu. Tianji was there now, and such powerful demonic energy still lingered there. She simply refused to believe that Tianji didn't know.
What exactly is Tianji trying to do? He's made such a grand spectacle of the spring plowing ceremony, and now a demon has appeared. He knows he possesses the Qingfeng Technique to send souls back to heaven. If that demon is truly connected to him, and it hasn't found him, will he tell it?
Probably not. He's still eyeing her cave. That demon clearly wants revenge on the person who cleansed the Corrupted Thorn Demon. If it kills her with a single move, Tianji's plan will fall through.
The snowflakes on her left wrist didn't fall back down; they remained floating above her wrist, and Ning Xiaoxi didn't dare to relax.
"hiss!"
A sharp whooshing sound came as the Spirit Crystal Heart transformed into a backplate covering Ning Xiaoxi's entire back, and she rushed out with lightning speed.
The black energy moved faster than she could run, and in its pursuit, it shattered the back armor formed from the spirit crystal heart and pierced heavily into her shoulder blade.
The excruciating pain caused Ning Xiaoxi to stagger, but she immediately activated the Qian Zhuan Kun Yi technique, taking a single step that covered a hundred miles.
"call!"
The sharp sound of wind came chasing after them again.
The light blue snowflakes directly blocked Ning Xiaoxi's vest. The Spirit Crystal Heart hadn't recovered yet, and only turned into a small piece to protect the opening of the vest.
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