The black demonic flames on the sword spread, quickly penetrating Senior Sister Qin Ying’s protective spiritual armor.

"Woo woo..."

She only felt a series of shrill roars and wails in her ears, her mind became chaotic, and the black Flying Sword broke through her spiritual armor.

Blood scattered, and upon contact with the black demonic flames, it instantly evaporated without a trace.

Senior Sister Qin Ying grunted, her body flying backward.

But the black Flying Sword was too fast, forcing her to retreat repeatedly under its assault.

Jiang Xiao was like a cat playing with a mouse; with each attack, he only unleashed two sword strikes.

Senior Sister Qin Ying could barely block the first sword, but she would inevitably be wounded by the second.

Her expression turned cold, a resolute determination in her heart.

She pointed her fingers to her brow, and the jade hairpin in her hair shattered in response, a surging spiritual power erupting from her spiritual root.

The spiritual power pressure of the wind and snow filling the sky surged again, and the scarlet substance on her body was also frozen.

Since there was no escaping, it was better to trade life for life!

Her fingertip lightly tapped a Dao spell, and three ice-blue sword lights landed around Jiang Xiao, with the phantom of frost chains slowly appearing between the three sword lights... "Oh? Hehe..."

Jiang Xiao, unhurried, manipulated his Flying Sword, cutting across Senior Sister Qin Ying’s spiritual armor and leaving a wound on her shoulder.

Senior Sister Qin Ying had never intended to dodge, but the black demonic flames once again invaded her mind.

"Immortal..."

"Save me..."

Wails like those of ghosts from the netherworld echoed and swirled in her ears.

A strange demonic sound resonated in her heart.

"Why didn’t you save me..."

"You call yourself an Immortal, watching the Demonic Path harm Mortals... yet you can live on shamelessly!"

"Your Family was corrupted because of you, your Master abandoned you, your younger brother died tragically because of your incompetent and weak acquiescence!"

The demonic sound roared incessantly, becoming more chaotic and noisy, and Senior Sister Qin Ying’s mind was completely thrown into disarray, her spiritual power dissipated, and the phantom chains shattered with a bang.

Jiang Xiao laughed heartily: "You all will turn into essence blood and become part of my body. In the future, when I dominate the Cultivation World, it will be... "

"An honor for you, wouldn’t it be?"

"You all need not struggle! Life and death are already decided!"

Song Yan and Li Qingfeng, from a distance below, were truly worried for Senior Sister Qin Ying.

Song Yan’s expression also changed from calm to horrified.

Senior Sister Qin Ying was actually at a disadvantage.

Both of them were very clear about one thing: if Senior Sister Qin Ying was defeated by this Demonic Cultivator Jiang Xiao, then they too would have no other fate but death.

As the lips perish, the teeth feel cold.

Song Yan was silent, and he suddenly realized that his fate was once again in the hands of others... "Buzz..."

Suddenly, Song Yan felt a chill all over his body, and all the spiritual power and Sword Qi around him surged uncontrollably, flowing towards a certain place.

At this moment, a profound and inexplicable aura, like ripples on water, spread out from the liangyi pearl in waves.

"Hmm?"

Song Yan didn’t know what this aura was, nor why such an anomaly occurred. He immersed his mind into the Liangyi Realm, only to see the black and white runes around him being born and dying much faster than usual.

But Jiang Xiao in the sky suddenly narrowed his eyes: "What’s going on..."

He seemed to faintly feel that the connection between the "Immortal Sword" and himself had become much weaker.

The black Flying Sword even felt a bit unstable.

Senior Sister Qin Ying also noticed this, and she quickly stabilized her mind, regaining control of her spiritual power to resist the corrosion of the scarlet substance.

Jiang Xiao looked towards Song Yan and Li Qingfeng.

"What tricks are you playing!"

He stretched out his palm and made a grasping motion in the Void Realm towards where Song Yan and Li Qingfeng were.

Song Yan, taking Gu Qingqing and Li Qingfeng, retreated rapidly, while simultaneously condensing sword light in his hand and shooting it towards Jiang Xiao.

But as soon as it touched Jiang Xiao’s figure, he became like an ink stain in water, his flesh forming a circular gap.

The sword light swept past, stirring up a swift wind, tearing a blood-colored cloud-like wisp from his fleshy, mist-like body.

"Hmph, an ant trying to shake a tree!"

Jiang Xiao made a grasping motion, and Song Yan and Li Qingfeng both felt their bodies suddenly tighten, as if an invisible pair of large hands had gripped them tightly.

Their hearts pounded, and they both felt their blood flowing rapidly, a dizzying sensation coming over them.

Specks of scarlet, foul blood quickly covered their bodies... How terrifyingly strange was this blood Qi!

Was it under such pressure that Senior Sister Qin Ying had contended with the opponent for so long?

The protective talisman that had been activated earlier now shattered inch by inch.

A talisman capable of withstanding three attacks from the Late Stage Qi Refining Realm, yet unable to resist a casual grasp from a Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator.

Swish swish swish—

Three ice-blue Sword Qi swirled around Jiang Xiao, and the frost chains reappeared, locking him within as if drawing a prison on the ground.

Senior Sister Qin Ying formed a sword incantation with her hand: "Ling Shuang Sword Formation!"

Icy spiritual light suddenly gathered and condensed above the small Formation, pouring down directly, striking Jiang Xiao in an instant.

Boom!

An incomparably vast and fierce aftershock spread, and a surge of extreme cold swept through the entire Peach Blossom Dock. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Song Yan and Li Qingfeng both felt an anomaly in their internal spiritual power, which surged actively, but their protective spiritual armor was dispersed.

A faint metallic taste emerged in their throats, and their ears were filled with the sound of ice shattering from the aftershock, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Song Yan, once again facing the struggle between Foundation Establishment Cultivators, still found it unbelievable.

"...It hit!"

Li Qingfeng gasped: "Is that Demonic Cultivator dead?"

"..."

Song Yan looked up, and several condensed streams of blood aggregated in the air, contracting, and then regenerating and fusing back into Jiang Xiao’s form.

He stared coldly at Senior Sister Qin Ying.

"Hehe."

"A monkey in a human’s hat, all appearance and no substance."

"This, too, dares to be called a sword Formation..."

Li Qingfeng, while using his spiritual power to resist the scarlet corrosion, transmitted a message: "Senior Brother Song, this Demonic Cultivator’s great Formation is very strange..."

Song Yan pondered for a moment, then speculated: "Aside from these strange substances that can corrode flesh and skin, the real reason Senior Sister Qin Ying finds it difficult to fight is probably that this Formation allows that Demonic Cultivator’s figure to be elusive."

"Although Senior Sister Qin Ying’s sword Formation can temporarily imprison his figure, she is spread too thin and cannot truly harm his foundation."

"Then what should we do?"

Earlier, while scavenging in Fire Worker Village, Song Yan had some very basic knowledge about Formations.

"A Formation is nothing more than finding its core and foundation, and then destroying them."

"But where is the core?"

Song Yan’s voice deepened: "That is the trickiest part. This Formation is unusual; it uses that black Flying Sword as its core, and the elusive blood Qi as its foundation and Formation beads."

"That blood Qi is also quite peculiar; it cannot be disturbed by spiritual power, nor can it be destroyed..."

Li Qingfeng’s eyes flickered, deep in thought.

Song Yan’s thoughts in his mind gradually became clear from their previous turmoil.

"This Formation is not fixed; it is a dynamic Formation controlled by Jiang Xiao at will!"

Currently, his liangyi pearl seemed to be able to slightly influence the actions of the black Flying Sword. Although the influence was not significant, it was the only help he could offer.

After all, it was the core of the Blood Refinement Great Formation; even a slight disturbance or restraint could give Senior Sister Qin Ying a chance to catch her breath.

He took out a Medicinal Pill, put it in his mouth, and circulated his spiritual power.

Beneath the Zhen Dao Sword Mansion, the Sword Qi surging like lotus flowers around the Sword Seed gradually gathered, forming the appearance of a wisp of Sword Dao True Essence.

Sword Dao True Essence was still one of Song Yan’s most powerful killing moves at the moment.

He wasn’t sure if this thing could have any effect on a Foundation Establishment Realm expert, but right now, there was nothing else he could do.

If there was another chance to bind that Demonic Cultivator... "Senior Sister Qin! Senior Brother Song!"

Just as Song Yan was concentrating, Li Qingfeng suddenly spoke.

Song Yan and Senior Sister Qin Ying glanced over slightly, only to see Li Qingfeng putting away his black pot and cleaver, his body posed in a strange posture.

His gaze was fierce, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

Buzz—

Li Qingfeng’s spiritual power surged around him, and a powerful suction came from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Within the entire Great Formation, all the spiritual Qi and blood Qi suddenly rushed towards Li Qingfeng in a torrent.

"What?"

Jiang Xiao looked at Li Qingfeng in disbelief; as soon as the blood Qi in his hand condensed, it dissipated instantly.

In just that moment of distraction, the frosty spiritual power had already slowly spread upwards along his toes.

Just as the foul blood was about to touch Li Qingfeng, he forcibly interrupted his cultivation.

"Cough cough..."

His Meridians flowed in reverse, and Little Fatty’s face was extremely pale.

Jiang Xiao’s originally panicked mind now settled again. He was about to preemptively suppress and kill that chubby Cultivator, but then he noticed that the man was actually chuckling.

"It really worked..."

A Qi Refining Cultivator suddenly raised his eyes at this moment and met the gaze of the Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator in the sky.

"What are you looking at?"

Little Fatty’s face showed a joyful smile.

"You’re going to die..."