Chapter 594: Ao Su Has Died

"Not bad for an immortal's body!" She Chai Si saw this, a cruel smirk appeared on his face, "To withstand my blade and still fight—indeed you have some skill!"

Before his words even faded, She Chai Si's demonic aura surged violently; his form flickered, and in place he manifested a towering true-form phantom that blotted out the sky—

In an instant, a gigantic, scale-armored, ferocious and terrifying phantom serpent rose from behind him, head raised and roaring angrily; a savage, violent power aura swept out, making the surrounding air seem to stagnate slightly.

One human, one demon—sword light and serpent phantom clashed fiercely; each collision erupted with an earth-shaking roar, kicking up clouds of dust across the sky.

While she was locked in relentless combat with She Chai Si, unable to divert herself, the demon elite squad she had previously noticed seized the chaos, tearing a gap in the battlefield and charging straight for the city gate!

They moved swiftly and orderly, quickly drawing from their storage spaces a series of shimmering, gloom-light formation crossbows; countless bolts were already nocked, their icy heads all aimed in unison at the city gate's direction.

Leading the troop was a gaunt-faced, sinister-eyed demon elder who clutched an ancient formation disk, muttering incantations, his cloudy eyes fixed firmly on the shifting light curtain of the city's protective grand formation above the gate.

Moments later.

A gleam flashed in his eyes—he had clearly found the crucial node in the formation's operation.

"There! Shoot the upper left of the city gate—that's the weak point of the grand formation!" the elder rasped, raising his hand and shouting sharply at a direction.

"Fire!"

At his command, instantly countless crossbow bolts tipped with formation-breaking runes shot forth like a sudden rain, 'swish swish swish' piercing the air with sharp whistles, blanketing the sky as they flew toward the breach the elder had pointed out on the protective grand formation's light curtain.

On the city wall, the defending celestial monarch had already sensed the anomaly, straining to mobilize spiritual power alongside the human cultivators to keep the city's protective grand formation running; the runes on the light curtain flickered wildly, trying to block this deadly assault.

But soon, a clear cracking sound rang out, like shattering glazed tile.

Crack—

That once-impregnable barrier layer, under the concentrated barrage of countless crossbow bolts, finally gave way with a sound; the light curtain spread like a spiderweb, cracking everywhere until it shattered completely, dissolving into specks of spiritual light that drifted away in the air.

The city gate was thus flung open!

"Kill—"

Seeing this, the demon alliance outside the city erupted in their eyes with bloodthirsty fervor and excited crimson light, as if they had smelled the scent of blood like starving wolves.

They unleashed earth-shaking roars, their voices filled with long-suppressed brutality and the excitement of imminent victory, recklessly surging madly toward the opened city gate.

They feared no death, trampling over companions' corpses as they madly charged the human defenses.

The mighty demon strongmen among them merely flickered and turned into clumps of thick black mist, weaving through the chaotic battlefield, skillfully dodging the desperate human cultivators' resistance, appearing like ghosts atop the walls to launch a slaughter on the unprepared defenders above.

"Not good!"

Ao Su, who was fighting bloodied alongside the human cultivators below, caught sight of the demon black shadows appearing on the wall from the corner of his eye; his face paled instantly and his heart gave a jolt.

Without a second thought, he prepared to pull back to the wall to reinforce that final line of defense.

Then, an abrupt change occurred!

A sinister, vicious attack struck like a venomous snake from his utterly unprepared rear side!

Boom!

Ao Su felt a sudden sharp pain in his back, his body lurching forward uncontrollably before being heaved heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He struggled to rise, a sweet metallic taste rose in his throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood welled up uncontrollably, spilling from the corner of his mouth to stain his chest.

Before he could even get up, a long sword thrust straight through his body from behind.

With a "screech" sound, it sent a tingling numbness across the scalp.

"Ao Senior Brother!" the Carefree Sect disciples cried, seeing this, their pupils constricted.

Ao Su involuntarily spat more blood from his mouth, his whole body twitched, and he swiftly condensed a palm strike in his hand, thrusting it backward.

The demon wielding the sword was blasted back several steps by the palm force, and his sword was pulled free from Ao Su's body.

Blood sprayed.

Just as that demon sought to raise his sword to finish Ao Su completely, several figures rushed forward, interposing themselves before him, then furiously attacked the demon.

A Carefree Sect disciple rushed to Ao Su's side, helped him up, and said anxiously, "Ao Senior Brother!"

Ao Su had just opened his mouth when blood gushed out, his face turning deathly pale as if all vitality had left him.

The Carefree Sect disciple looked down and saw that the sword had pierced Ao Su exactly at his heart; his face instantly turned ashen.

"Don't mind me… hurry… defend the city!" Ao Su whispered weakly.

He trembled as he took a bottle of pills from his storage space and swallowed them all.

Ao Su managed a strained smile, "I… I'm fine…"

Seeing this, the Carefree Sect disciple's eyes reddened, "Ao Senior Brother, I'll take you off the battlefield!"

Having said that, he prepared to support Ao Su toward the city gate.

But before they could walk ten meters, they were surrounded by other demons.

The Carefree Sect disciple, while supporting Ao Su, raised his sword to fend off the demons' advance.

Given his strength, he simply could not withstand such a ferocious pursuit!

At the critical moment—

A figure flickered into view—none other than the one-eyed youth Shiziwen, who now possessed mid‑Spirit Transformation Realm cultivation.

He raised a hand and a single palm slapped those few demons dead.

Immediately afterward, the one-eyed youth swiftly disposed of the surrounding demons, then turned to the Carefree Sect disciple and said, "Hand over Ao Senior Brother to me."

"Yes, Senior Brother Shiziwen!" the Carefree Sect disciple replied, placing great trust in Shiziwen.

Shiziwen hoisted the barely conscious Ao Su onto his back.

"Shiziwen…" Ao Su's head drooped heavily against Shiziwen, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth staining the youth's clothes, his voice barely audible, "Will they… come back?"

"Ao Senior Brother, hold on—senior sister and the others will surely return soon!" the one-eyed youth paused his steps, then spoke with a resolute expression.

If you die, they will be heartbroken.

I will be too.

These past few years, Ao Senior Brother has always treated him well.

Ao Senior Brother treats everyone good.

Two years ago, when Senior Brother Ao Su was in seclusion, he went out of control, causing his cultivation to plummet; now he only possesses cultivation at the late Golden Core Realm.

The youth, at top speed, carried Ao Su on his back toward the city, forcefully blasting open the demons that swarmed around them, but before he reached the city gate, he saw the person behind him suddenly stop breathing.

His clothing behind him was soaked with a large patch of fresh blood, and it was warm.

The youth's body stiffened.