Chapter 105

Purple lightning tore across the sky, but Fang Qingxue's face was pale, and her snow-white clothes were dotted with fresh blood everywhere — clearly she had suffered no light wound.

Yet her body stood ramrod straight, as if no demonic art could crush her will; her whole being contained a terrifying momentum sharp enough to pierce through the heavens.

"I've torn the demonic fog apart for now — let's go, or it'll be too late!"

Fang Qingxue grabbed Fang Yu in one hand, purple lightning flashing around her, and shot into the air, blasting a path through the endless black fog.

"Heavenly Demon Slays Gods, Plucks the Moon, Snatches the Stars."

Vast demonic chanting rose within the black fog, the sound waves actually condensing into spear after spear; at the same time, a colossal demon hand, like a great net scooping fish, scooped Fang Qingxue up in its grasp.

"Heaven's Will Is a Blade, the Myriad Phenomena of the World!"

Fang Qingxue's expression did not change; the massive Yin Thunder Blade suddenly detonated, transforming into ten thousand whirling blades of light. Within the endless blade-light, countless scenes appeared — houses, palaces, cities, Lei Ting, flames, heavenly winds, the myriad phenomena of the world, all within it.

Sizzle—

That demon hand was actually torn apart by her blade-light.

Within the black fog, a sliver of light appeared.

Fang Qingxue, gripping Fang Yu, shot straight through that sliver of light.

Like wind and lightning, they tore through the Underground World and finally reached the surface.

At this moment the blazing sun hung high, its scorching rays hot enough to bake the moisture right out of a person's body.

Fang Qingxue and Fang Yu descended here.

"This time I took a hit from the Heavenly Demon's Great Palm Seal, my magic power scattered, and I just broke through his demonic art with everything I had. I never imagined that a mere avatar within the Longevity Secret Realm would be this powerful. But it's fine this way — at last I know how fearsome the experts of the Longevity Secret Realm truly are. Among the true disciples of the Yuhua Sect, I should be the first person to have crossed blades with a Longevity Secret Realm expert. Cough, cough."

Fang Qingxue sat cross-legged on the ground, and a faint smile actually appeared on her face — as if clashing with the demon god had left her quite satisfied.

"Senior Sister is mighty. But Senior Sister, is your injury serious? I'll stand guard for you while you cultivate."

Fang Yu spoke up.

"Good. All I need to do now is circulate my magic power and refine away the demonic qi from the Heavenly Demon's Great Palm Seal, and I'll recover. That will take time."

Fang Qingxue's gaze swept over Fang Yu for a moment, and she tossed a gourd over.

"I once said that once you became an inner disciple, I'd give you a spirit artifact. This time in your trial in the Underground World, you performed excellently. This one treasure-grade artifact — the Seven Sha Gourd — is yours. I've already erased the blood-spirit inside it."

Fang Qingxue spoke, and her words made Fang Yu's heart leap with joy.

"The Seven Sha Gourd cultivated by the demon god is indeed formidable. Within it is a Seven Kill Sword Formation born of nature itself. As long as you place seven spirit-artifact-grade flying swords into the gourd and set up the Seven Kill Sword Formation, you can use it to deal with experts at the 3rd Stage of Divine Abilities or even the 4th Stage. Now — drip blood and refine it."

After she finished speaking, streaks of purple lightning appeared all around Fang Qingxue, transforming into a great purple cocoon.

"Mm, good."

Fang Yu immediately seized the Seven Sha Gourd and began refining it with his blood.

"At last — I have a treasure-grade artifact!"