Under the watchful gaze of the man in the black robe, Song Wu felt an immense pressure, yet he still forced himself to say, "I beg Demon Venerable to show mercy and spare General Wang’s life."

Chen Tang’s heart trembled.

The visitor was indeed the Xiling Demon Venerable!

Yet, he had no idea how he appeared here.

Could it be that the Martial Arts Assembly drew him here?

He had previously said the same thing as Drunken Elder, which meant that during the Martial Arts Assembly, this person must have been present, but nobody noticed him.

"You know me?"

Demon Venerable asked rhetorically.

Song Wu replied, "I heard my masters mention your great name often during my training in the valley, like thunder in my ears."

Demon Venerable’s face was expressionless, his tone cold: "Then you still dare to block my way?"

Song Wu hesitated before saying, "General Wang showed me kindness, saved my life, I cannot stand idly by."

"Then you are courting death."

Demon Venerable’s tone was indifferent.

As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous aura arose!

The entire hall was filled with howling winds, temperature dropped sharply, ghostly figures loomed around as if it was the Underworld, not the human realm!

Even lying behind Demon Venerable, Chen Tang could feel the chilling murderous intent.

One can imagine the pressure Song Wu was under, standing opposite the Demon Venerable.

Demon Venerable’s killing intent was almost tangible, surging towards him like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!

Song Wu had no doubt about Demon Venerable’s killing intention.

In his masters’ words, Xiling Demon Venerable was notorious for killing people, eccentric, unpredictable, truly a great demon.

The number of people who died at his hand was countless!

But Song Wu had no way out.

Clank!

The long blade was unsheathed.

Song Wu held the blade in his hand, his eyes wide with anger.

Demon Venerable’s eyes gleamed with intense purple light, he sighed softly: "It has been a long time since anyone dared to raise a blade in front of me..."

Only to see Demon Venerable slowly extend his palm.

Though clearly more than a zhang apart, Demon Venerable’s palm seemed to traverse a layer of space, arriving before Song Wu, lightly tapping on the blade with his fingernail.

Crack crack!

This well-made steel blade of the Northern Expedition Army showed cracks.

Soon it exploded, turning into countless fragments, scattered on the ground.

During this process, Song Wu couldn’t move, his body beyond control, only able to watch this unfold with wide eyes!

If Demon Venerable’s fingernail had tapped on him, his body would be like that blade, reduced to pieces.

But Demon Venerable, after shattering the blade, did not take further action.

The terrifying murderous intent also receded like the tide, disappearing without a trace.

"Your name is Song Wu?"

Demon Venerable asked.

"Yes."

Song Wu swallowed, just feeling as if he had walked through Ghost Gate, with one foot already in the Underworld!

"In the Jianghu, there must be passionate people; in high places, mostly heartless people! What a Song Wu, a man of extraordinary character, truly remarkable!"

Demon Venerable laughed heartily, waved his large sleeve, and commanded, "Take him away!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wu breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "Thank you, senior, for your mercy."

Uncle Wang was already frightened out of his wits, with his Divine Soul damaged in the Nightmare Realm, his internal True Qi running wild, losing control.

To keep his life was already fortunate, he dared not make a sound.

He just watched the confrontation between Song Wu and Demon Venerable from behind, feeling complex.

He disliked Song Wu’s Jianghu aura the most.

But in the end, it was precisely because of this Jianghu aura that Song Wu chose to risk his life and stand in front of him, saving a life from Demon Venerable! 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

At this moment, Uncle Wang felt someone watching him intently.

He looked back, it was the equally injured Chen Tang, half lying on the ground, looking at him with a faint smile and a hint of sarcasm.

Seeing this smile, Uncle Wang felt a wave of irritation, his heart burning with rage.

"Old Wang, a few days ago, Sword Sect spoke to me, today I gift those words to you."

Chen Tang coughed lightly, raised his voice: "In this world, there will always be those who believe they can control everything, surpassing others in strategy, flawless in planning, can forever hide behind scheming others. But the world is unpredictable, full of unexpected variables and accidents, human power cannot truly foresee everything."

Uncle Wang, thinking about his painstaking arrangements, calculated to the last detail, only to end up with this outcome, couldn’t help but get angry.

The sudden anger triggered his injuries, causing him to vomit blood, his head tilted, and he fainted on the spot!

Normally, he wouldn’t care about such words.

But under Demon Venerable’s Nightmare Realm, his Heart Demon was rampant, his mind had long lost control, restless, full of flaws, at his weakest.

The words Chen Tang relayed were like a sharp sword, piercing right at his pain!

Seeing Uncle Wang react so intensely, Chen Tang was taken aback, greatly surprised.

His intent was merely to taunt.

Both were half-dead, neither could harm the other, only verbal sparring.

Unexpectedly, just one sentence broke Uncle Wang.

Demon Venerable was uninterested in verbal sparring.

He just stared silently at the approaching, fatigued Song Wu, who was inching towards this direction.

Song Wu circled past him, politely smiled up at him, then headed towards the fallen Chen Tang.

"What are you doing?"

Demon Venerable’s mouth twitched slightly, he asked slowly.

Song Wu forced a smile, replied, "Thank you, senior, for your mercy, I will take them away now."

Them?

Demon Venerable considered killing again.

However, he had just praised Song Wu and agreed to let him go, now turning face to kill, was somewhat unreasonable.

But this person was becoming too audacious!

"Don’t let me see you again."

Demon Venerable snorted coldly, his figure flashed, grabbed the fallen Chen Tang, broke through the roof, disappearing into the vast night in the blink of an eye.

Song Wu could only watch this scene powerlessly.

He sighed softly, carrying the still unconscious Uncle Wang, left the Lijiang Inn, heading towards the outskirts of town.

Though he resisted the Nightmare Realm, his stamina was exhausted, his mind depleted.

Song Wu, carrying him, stumbled and staggered outside the town, finally placing Uncle Wang across a horse, took a few Elixir Pills himself, caught his breath, then mounted the horse.

For Uncle Wang’s care, they had only one horse.

After a while, Uncle Wang awakened by the jostling, still angry, clenched a fist: "I’m so angry, where is Chen Tang, this wretch!"

Song Wu replied, "He was taken by Demon Venerable."

"Hahaha!"

Uncle Wang laughed heartily, said, "Good, good, good! That monster is cold-blooded, merciless, kills casually, Chen Tang in his hands, will surely die!"

Emotionally stirred, he triggered his internal injuries again, spat blood, fainting once more.

Song Wu sighed.

Uncle Wang’s mentality with just this matter, was already unstable.

Who knows how long it’s been.

From the ruins of Lijiang Inn, a slight movement was heard.

Ah Li slowly climbed up from the ground, her face pale, dazedly looking at the surrounding wreckage.

Around was chaos, only a few corpses in tragic death remained.

No trace of Chen Tang.

She hid her ability to speak, just worried that after her throat was healed, Chen Tang would leave her.

She was used to staying by Chen Tang’s side.

But now, they were still separated.

Ah Li fought back the intense pain from her injuries, investigating nearby, picking up ’Eternal’ from the ruins, noticed a disorderly trail of footprints leading out of town.

This was the only clue.

Ah Li pursed her lips.

No matter the ends of the earth, no matter Chen Tang’s fate, she must find him.