From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 218 Surrounded by Conspiracy: Xiao Yao Bravely Fights Against the Dilemma

That eerie red light lingered in my mind, and a chill crept up my spine.

I stood up abruptly, instinctively gripping the Falling Star Sword tightly in my hand.

The premonition came true; a heavy stench of blood filled the air, mixed with the putrid odor unique to demonic energy, making one want to vomit.

not good!

I rushed out of the cave and saw that the once tranquil valley was now surrounded by a dark mass of demons. Their scarlet eyes gleamed with greed in the night, like a pack of hungry wolves eyeing their prey.

Leading them were Mo Yan and Xue Sha, their faces bearing ferocious smiles and their eyes filled with killing intent.

"Xiao Yao, you can't escape!" Mo Yan's voice was hoarse and shrill, like the cry of a night owl, sending chills down one's spine.

"You bunch of trash?" I sneered, the Falling Star Sword in my hand hummed, and the blade gleamed with dazzling golden light, like a golden dragon poised to pounce.

"Hmph, you were careless last time. This time, you are doomed!" Blood Fiend roared, brandishing his blood-red longsword and unleashing a storm of blood and gore.

The surrounding monsters surged in like a tide, their battle cries shaking the heavens and the earth.

I took a deep breath and poured my spiritual power into the Falling Star Sword. The sword light surged, forming an indestructible golden barrier.

The sword energy swept across the land, and wherever it went, demons fell and turned to dust.

"Overestimating yourself!" I sneered, and my figure transformed into a streak of light, rushing into the horde of demons.

The Falling Star Sword in my hands is like the Grim Reaper's scythe; each swing takes away several lives.

The battle was extremely fierce, and the number of monsters far exceeded my expectations.

Despite my formidable strength, the long battle has left me feeling somewhat fatigued.

While fighting, I cautiously observed my surroundings, looking for an opportunity to break through.

Suddenly, I sensed a powerful aura approaching, an aura even stronger than the Demon Flame and Blood Fiend, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression.

not good!

They are even more powerful demon experts!

My heart sank; I knew I was in trouble.

The surrounding monsters gathered in ever-increasing numbers, seemingly endless.

I was trapped in the encirclement, unable to move forward or backward.

"Xiao Yao, do you have any last words?" Mo Yan's voice rang out again, tinged with mockery and sarcasm.

I gave him a cold look, and the Falling Star Sword in my hand shone even brighter.

"My last words are: you all must die!"

Just as I was preparing to fight to the death, a clear, cold voice suddenly came from afar: "Stop!"

I turned my head and saw a figure rushing towards us at high speed.

That figure...

Yes……

"Qingyao?!" A flash of sword light, and another group of demons fell, turning into black ash.

I was panting heavily, sweat dripping down my temples, and the weight of the Falling Star Sword seemed to have increased by a thousand pounds.

The attacks from the demonic flames and bloodlust grew increasingly fierce, and I felt as if my defenses were as thin as paper, ready to be torn apart at any moment.

Qingyao's voice ignited a glimmer of hope in me, but before that flame could spread, it was extinguished by the cruel reality.

A huge demonic shadow descended from the sky and blocked Qingyao's path.

The demonic figure was massive and exuded a chilling demonic aura, like a vengeful ghost crawling out of the depths of hell.

With a casual wave of his hand, he sent Qingyao flying, spitting out blood.

"You overconfident little girl, how dare you ruin our plans!" Mo Yan grinned maliciously, his eyes flashing with cruel light.

My heart sank to the bottom. Qingyao's appearance not only failed to bring a turning point, but also put her in danger.

To make matters worse, Xuanfeng hadn't arrived yet, and I was once again left isolated and helpless.

A shadow of despair loomed over me, like an invisible hand gripping my throat, making it impossible for me to breathe.

Demon Flame and Blood Fiend exchanged a glance, a sinister glint flashing in their eyes.

They knew this was the perfect opportunity to kill me.

"Xiao Yao, prepare to die!" Blood Fiend roared, his blood-red longsword slicing through the night sky with a piercing whistling sound as it slashed towards me.

At the same time, the demonic flames also launched an attack.

He formed hand seals and chanted incantations, and a huge black magic ball condensed in his hands, radiating a destructive aura.

I gritted my teeth and poured all my spiritual power into the Falling Star Sword.

The sword shone with golden light, forming a solid barrier to block attacks from all directions.

boom! boom! boom!

The monsters' attacks poured down like a storm, and my defensive barrier trembled under the powerful onslaught, groaning under the strain.

I felt like my body was being torn apart. The sounds of attack around me were like the death knell from hell, striking my nerves again and again. Fear and despair surged into my heart like a tide.

"Give up, Xiao Yao, you can't win." Mo Yan's voice slithered into my ears like a venomous snake, full of mockery and ridicule.

I glared at him fiercely, my eyes burning with an indomitable spirit.

Even if I die, I'll drag you all down with me!

Just when everyone thought I would go all out on defense, I made an unexpected move.

I removed the defensive barrier, pointed the Falling Star Sword at the Demon Flame, and my figure transformed into a streak of light as I rushed towards him...

"Demon Flame, prepare to die!"

I removed the defensive barrier, pointed the Falling Star Sword at the Demon Flame, and my figure transformed into a streak of light as I rushed towards him!

"Demon Flame, prepare to die!"

My bet was right!

Demon Flame was clearly not expected that I would take the initiative to attack. A look of surprise flashed across his face as he hastily raised his wand to defend himself.

The Falling Star Sword in my hand was infused with all my spiritual power. Its golden light surged, and it crashed fiercely against the magic wand like a roaring dragon.

"Boom!" A loud noise shook the earth.

The powerful shockwave sent the surrounding monsters flying, and even Blood Fiend had to take a few steps back to steady himself.

Mo Yan was so shocked that he was forced to retreat repeatedly, his face turned pale, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The astonishment in his eyes turned into fear; he clearly hadn't expected me to possess such power.

I sneered and pressed my advantage.

The Falling Star Sword in my hand is like a nimble snake, moving nimbly, and each attack precisely strikes the vital points of the demonic flames.

He could only defend passively and had no chance to fight back.

"How is this possible... your power..." Demon Flame stared at me in disbelief.

"Demon Flame, what do you think I've been doing all this time? I'm not a lamb to be slaughtered!" I sneered, swinging the Falling Star Sword in my hand even more fiercely.

The rare resources I acquired in the trading market are finally coming in handy.

I refined them into pills, which improved my cultivation and also enhanced the power of the Falling Star Sword.

The Falling Star Sword is now incredibly sharp, capable of cutting through iron like mud, and even the Demon Flame's wand is difficult to withstand.

While fighting, I swallowed pills to replenish my depleted spiritual energy.

The medicinal effects of the pill quickly took hold, and my power surged forth continuously, allowing me to maintain peak condition during the battle.

The demonic flames' attacks were getting weaker and weaker, and his face was getting paler and paler, clearly he was about to collapse.

Seeing the demonic flames retreat, a sense of relief rose in my heart.

The tense atmosphere at the outpost has eased somewhat.

The surrounding monsters also seemed to be affected by the demonic flames, and their attacks weakened.

"It's time to end this, Demon Flame!" I shouted coldly, and the Falling Star Sword in my hand shone brightly, condensing into a huge sword aura, which slashed fiercely at Demon Flame.

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yan...

The sword energy was like a rainbow, about to cleave the demonic flames in two, but it was blocked at the last second.

The one who blocked the attack was not a demon expert, but a slender figure—Qingyao!

I was startled and quickly stopped my attack. The sword energy grazed Qingyao's sleeve and left a deep groove in the ground.

"Qingyao! Are you crazy?! Get out of the way!" I shouted anxiously.

Qingyao ignored my warning. She stood in front of Moyan, looking at me with a firm gaze and a complex emotion in her eyes.

"Xiao Yao, stop."

I froze, and the Falling Star Sword in my hand stopped in mid-air.

"What...what are you doing? Why are you protecting him?"

Qingyao didn't answer my question. She just gave me a deep look, then turned to Moyan and said, "Let's go. We're no match for her."

Mo Yan was clearly not expected that Qing Yao would suddenly appear and save him. He was stunned for a moment, then he gave me a deep look, snorted coldly, and quickly retreated with the remaining demons.

“Qingyao! You…” I looked at Qingyao, my heart filled with doubt and confusion.

Why did she save Mo Yan?

Who is she?

Qingyao didn't answer my question; she simply turned around silently and walked away into the distance.

Her silhouette appeared lonely and forlorn, as if carrying endless secrets.

As I watched her receding figure, I felt a mix of emotions.

I had a vague feeling that Qingyao was hiding a huge secret, a secret that was closely related to me and the entire cultivation world.

The surrounding monsters have dispersed, and the stronghold has returned to peace.

I sheathed the Falling Star Sword, took a deep breath, and tried to calm myself down.

The retreat of the demonic flames does not signify the end, but rather resembles a new beginning.

They will definitely come back, and the next attack will be even more ferocious.

I must prepare myself for even greater challenges.

I looked in the direction where Qingyao disappeared, silently asking myself, "Qingyao, who are you? Why did you do this?"

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind, and a terrible idea surged into my head.

Is it...

Could it be that Qingyao is with the demon race...?

“Xiao Yao,” Xuan Feng’s voice interrupted my thoughts. He strode to my side, his expression grave. “I just received news…”