Chapter 852: The Holy Lord Arrives!

The words fell, and a gloom flashed in his eyes; he struck without a second word.

Luo Dongyu, as the Holy Lord of Wuji Hall, possesses the strongest cultivation on the Xuanmiao Continent, and only Fu Hanxiu can contend with him.

At this moment he suddenly acted, and even Fu Er and Fu San could not withstand it!

The attack leapt over Fu Er and Fu San, hurtling toward Fu Hanxiu cradled in Ye Qingran's arms like a flash of lightning, impossible to guard against; even Ye Qingran could only barely dodge.

Even so, the strike grazed her right shoulder, spattering blood instantly; her chest surged with blood, and a string of blood ran down the corner of her mouth.

Blood dripped onto the ground, splashing onto the petals of the spider lilies, as if triggering a mechanism; all the spider lilies began to wither gradually!

Feng Xianyin saw this and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

The spider lilies wither—what omen is this?

Fu Hanxiu saw Ye Qingran injured and his eyes flashed with rage.

"Woman, are you alright?"

He said, and his hateful gaze shot toward Luo Dongyu like a knife.

Luo Dongyu, however, smiled smugly.

"Fu Hanxiu, Fu Hanxiu, it seems you're quite concerned about my daughter!"

His daughter?

"Luo Dongyu, what do you mean?"

Fu San asked in a deep voice.

Luo Dongyu sneered, "You don't know, do you? The one standing before you isn't Ye Qingran at all, but my daughter, the Holy Maiden of Wuji Hall, Luo Qingcheng!"

What?!

【9】 Ling Shaoyang and the others looked at Ye Qingran with incredulous faces.

Ling Shaoyang and the others all looked at Ye Qingran with incredulous expressions.

Luo Dongyu says she isn't Ye Qingran, but Luo Qingcheng?

How could that be!

"Stop spouting nonsense! If she were Ye Qingran, would we fail to recognize her?"

Feng Yi said in a deep voice.

He could mistake anyone in the world, but he would never mistake his grandmaster.

"Exactly! If you intend to sow discord, you've chosen the wrong person!"

Luo Dongyu remained unmoved, "Your words please me; they show my daughter's acting is superb, having fooled all of you!"

Luo Dongyu said, looking at Ye Qingran, his gaze gentle, "Qingcheng, at this point you need not keep pretending. If you truly love Fu Hanxiu, I will spare his life; at worst I'll cripple his cultivation and make him your forbidden prey."

"Is that so?"

Ye Qingran dabbed the blood from her mouth corner, half‑smiling, half‑sneering.

"Of course! You are my most precious daughter; father will naturally fulfill all your wishes."

Luo Dongyu assumed the demeanor of a benevolent father.

Ye Qingran nodded gravely, "Then I want you to go to hell; are you willing?"

At those words, Luo Dongyu's complexion grew dark, his gaze like a hawk's as he examined Ye Qingran; after a while he said, "You are not Qingcheng; who are you?"

"Who else could I be? Didn't they all say? I am Ye Qingran!"

Luo Dongyu's expression changed, no longer the calm composure he had moments before.

His thoughts twisted and turned, and he soon grasped the reason behind it.

"You're still alive!"

"You haven't died yet; how could I die before you?"

Luo Dongyu squinted, "Where is my Qingcheng?"

"She, of course, is in my hands."

Ye Qingran lifted her palm, and the Soul-Attracting Pearl materialized in her hand; Luo Qingcheng's soul thrashed inside it, her face desperate and feral.

"Do you see? Your daughter Luo Qingcheng is in my hands!"

Ye Qingran said, snapping the Soul-Attracting Pearl back, her gaze fixed on Luo Dongyu, "I advise you to curb your twisted thoughts; with a single thought of mine, your daughter will turn to ash!"

Luo Dongyu's face darkened; he squinted, his gaze seeming to pierce Ye Qingran.

Ye Qingran stood upright, meeting his stare without fear.

Before Fu Hanxiu recovers, with their current strength they could not match Luo Dongyu and his few men; thus Luo Qingcheng is their only bargaining chip.

"Hahaha~"

Suddenly, Luo Dongyu threw his head back and laughed, his laugh oddly chilling.

"Ye Qingran, do you think I would abandon such a fine chance to kill Fu Hanxiu for her?"

Luo Dongyu laughed mockingly, "You're so naive! I have many children; Luo Qingcheng is just one of them. Yet such a once‑in‑a‑thousand‑years chance—once this village passes, there won't be another shop."

Luo Dongyu finished, waved his hand, "Leave none!"

The words fell, and four guardians struck simultaneously, their target clear: everyone except Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu.

As for Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu, they were left to Luo Dongyu's own hands.

Luo Dongyu clasped his hands behind him, his gaze at Ye Qingran and Fu Hanxiu as if looking at a corpse.

Caution filled Ye Qingran's eyes, though in her mind she had already devised every countermeasure.

Before they entered the Demon God Relic, Tiger Demon King Aunt gave Xiao Hu a demon flute, saying it could help them escape the Relic at a crucial moment and save their lives; they could use the flute to flee!

But Luo Dongyu had already set his sights on them; using the demon flute to escape would not be easy!

"Xiao Hu, mother will draw the bad guys; you and Xiao Chen remember to seize the chance and lead the others out of here!"

Ye Qingran thought it over; this was the only way.

Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen now sensed the danger in the air and dared not relax a moment.

Xuan Yuan Luo and over a dozen others were already battling the Four Great Protectors in a melee; thanks to the magic armor and crystal, even though the Four Great Protectors' cultivation was strong, Xuan Yuan Luo's group still had the strength to fight them!

Ye Qingran seized the moment, bringing Fu Hanxiu along the single-log bridge toward where Lu Fei had come from; having used a Speed Talisman to accelerate, Luo Dongyu couldn't catch up to her for a while.

The space here was very strange; beneath their feet was an endless starry sky, and if they stepped into empty air it felt like falling into a Myriad-Zhang Abyss—even those with flight ability could not use it, and even someone as strong as Luo Dongyu had to obey the rules of this place.

"Ye Qingran, you can't escape even if you grew wings today!"

Luo Dongyu snorted coldly, raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike; Ye Qingran leapt up and landed right back on the giant circular Fudao where they had started.

At this point, those who had taken other routes turned back, either cursing about not finding anything good, or looking miserable with bruises all over.

When they saw Luo Dongyu, they all froze.

"Holy, Holy Lord?!"

The people of the Six Paths never expected to see the Holy Lord personally appear in the ruins of the Demon God!