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As Gu Xiaoxi’s words trailed off, she fainted.

Because the Fire of the Blazing Sun was too draining on one’s vital energy, despite only being a minute’s time.

But it had consumed one hundred percent of her physical strength.

Seeing that Gu Xiaoxi had just fainted, Jing Rui let go of his worry and said to Quan Shaoqing, "Take care of her, the rest follow me."

Quan Shaoqing looked at Sharon on the side and said, "You help me take care of her, Aunt Jing, I’ll go with you."

This Gu Feng had killed his subordinates and hurt his woman.

This vengeance, no matter what, had to be avenged!

Even though his abilities had not recovered, or rather, he did not dare to use too much of his own power.

Once his abilities were restored, it would be the time for the Nascent Soul to emerge and there would definitely be a fiercer battle than this.

Therefore, he had been restraining his use of power previously.

Now, he absolutely would not let Gu Feng get away scot-free.

Sharon naturally agreed, as Gu Xiaoxi had saved her twice.

They were still the best of friends.

She would definitely take good care of her with all her heart.

Quan Shaoqing gazed at Gu Xiaoxi’s slightly pale profile and held her hand.

Even without remembering their past, on the Naihe Bridge, he saw everything clearly.

She loved him!

Just knowing this was enough.

Quan Shaoqing gently caressed her cheek and turned to leave with long strides.

His proud silhouette bristled with a fierce killing intent.

Jing Rui brought along ten team members.

Yun Xiao, Shao Changfeng, Tang Yisheng, Ai Xiang followed Quan Shaoqing.

They quickly surrounded the altar at Sacred Mountain.

At this moment, on a large tree in front of the altar.

Wu An, Jiang Shichi, Gao Yuchen, and the others didn’t know why they were here.

Though they were tied up, there was a feeling of being stuck in the mire; no matter how they struggled, it was as if they were constrained and couldn’t move at all.

At two in the afternoon, Gu Feng’s subordinates were nervously setting up the altar.

The king, the Island Master of Dream Island, their subordinates, and those who had grievances with Gu Feng were all tied to a large tree and hung there.

Gu Feng planned to use their bodies as a sacrifice to the Evil Spirit to exchange for greater power.

Just as Gu Feng was busily arranging, suddenly, a gunshot sounded, shattering everyone’s plans.

Quan Shaoqing and Jing Rui led their team in a rapid charge into the scene.

Bullets flew, explosions rang out, causing Gu Feng’s subordinates to flee with their heads in their hands.

At that time, Gu Feng was resting in a cottage behind the altar.

Upon hearing the noise, he quickly stood up from his chair.

He did not expect Quan Shaoqing to return so soon, and he did not know how they managed to come back.

Because in his mind, once the entrance to Sacred Mountain was sealed, there were no more ways out.

Beneath the deep abyss was the Abyss of Evil Spirits, filled with man-eating Evil Spirits. Even if one were to flee, it could only be to Hell.

For the living to go to Hell, there was no chance of coming back alive.

"Their firepower is too strong, boss, what should we do?" Gu Feng’s subordinates were retreating step by step.

Gu Feng looked at the people hanging in the tree, a total of twenty-three.

He had not easily obtained these sacrifices to just let them go; he was reluctant to do so.

"How many of them have come?" Gu Feng asked.

"About a dozen or so, but their weapons are too powerful, we can’t defeat them," the subordinate said tremblingly.

Gu Feng immediately took a black robe and put it on, and at that moment, Quan Shaoqing was already leading people close to the altar.

Thus, he strode out the door and stood on the steps, looking down at Quan Shaoqing and the others from a high position.

"I didn’t expect you could safely get out!" Gu Feng sneered. "But I’m happy not to see Mi Xi. It means that the Sacrificial Spirit has already obtained his soul."

Hearing this, Quan Shaoqing immediately understood what was going on.

Mi Xi had no feud with Gu Feng, so why would he kidnap Mi Luo and lure Mi Xi here?

It was very likely that Gu Feng was colluding with those from the Netherworld, with the intent to capture Mi Xi.

"Committing evils, harming the innocent. How long do you think you can remain at large?" Quan Shaoqing clenched the weapon in his hand, and in the next second, he appeared beside Gu Feng.

His speed was very fast, no one saw how he did it.

By the time everyone reacted, Gu Feng had already been kicked flying by him and fell to the ground.

Quan Shaoqing clenched the weapon in his hand, aiming at him.

His tall and upright figure cast a cold killing intent in the sunlight.

Gu Feng instinctively swallowed.

He felt a very strong aura, even containing a suppressing force, making it hard for him to breathe.

"I have no grudge against you, I can let you go. Quan Shaoqing, don’t get excited," Gu Feng felt an unprecedented killing intent.

Even Jing Rui had never seen Quan Shaoqing show such a terrifying expression; he was truly enraged.

"Ah!"

A scream tore through the sky as Gu Feng’s chest was pierced.

He looked on incredulously as a vast expanse of blood stained the altar red!

...

Jing Rui stood in disbelief on the spot, and not just her, everyone else was frozen as well.

What a terrifying aura, why has Quan Shaoqing suddenly become so powerful.

With just one kick, he caused Gu Feng to bleed incessantly...

Not only that, everyone saw dark clouds suddenly gather above Quan Shaoqing’s head.

A horrifying whirlwind swept across the entire Sacred Mountain.

The gale caused his robe to flutter wildly; in that moment, he seemed like a god of death walking out of hell.

Quan Shaoqing dropped his weapon and with one punch, caused Gu Feng’s body to burst open.

A trace of blood flashed across his eyes, and he raised his head to look at the dark clouds in the sky.

He knew that the Nascent Soul was about to emerge, because he could also feel his own strength returning.

He struggled to suppress it all.

But, in the end, it was all in vain.

A thunderclap rang out, and everyone only saw a black shadow hiding within the rolling dark clouds.

"Quan Shaoqing, you’ve suppressed me for a full five years. This debt, I will settle it sooner or later. Just you wait!" The arrogant voice of the Nascent Soul grew more distant, clearly having made an escape as soon as it appeared.

Quan Shaoqing watched the dark clouds above his head gradually dissipate, a cold smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, "If I could seal you once, I can seal you a second time. I’ll be waiting for you!"

His voice was definitely not low, carrying far and wide.

The villagers of Sacred Mountain, had long been frightened into kneeling and worshipping, thinking a divine spirit had descended.

...

Once the dark clouds dispersed, everything returned to calm.

Jing Rui felt her eyes stinging, even afraid to look directly at Quan Shaoqing.

He had changed, undergoing a great transformation from deep within his bones.

The aura of a dominant presence that could command the world was suffocating her.

"Aunt Jing, Gu Feng is dead. You had better arrange for everyone to leave early. This is no good place," Quan Shaoqing stood before Jing Rui, politely said.

Even his seemingly gentle appearance gave a very terrifying impression.

Not to mention the others.

Yun Xiao could feel the suppression of power deep within, a terrifying force amplifying by tenfold, twentyfold even.

Even though Quan Shaoqing had reined in his aura, she still dared not walk alongside him.

Ai Xiang looked at Quan Shaoqing, her lips parting in a slight smile.

He is back.

The true Iron-blooded General! A hero without parallel!

"Congratulations!" Ai Xiang exclaimed with tears brimming with emotion.

She had waited for this day for so long.

She had followed Quan Shaoqing, watching him ascend step by step to the pinnacle, tumble from the height, and now rise once more.

He is the true legend and myth of the Liuli Country.

Only, this Chapter of history had always been sealed away, unknown to others.

Quan Shaoqing merely nodded indifferently, his facial features deep and cold under his dark hair, his elongated phoenix eyes narrowed, reflecting the spring scenery of Sacred Mountain.

For a moment, he seemed ten years younger, that face even more handsome and bewitching.

...

Gu Xiaoxi fell asleep.

And then, she had a very long dream.

She arrived at a place that was pitch-black and ice-cold.

She saw the Sea of Blood, and above the Sea of Blood, countless chains bound a person.

She tried hard to approach and see who it was!

But after walking three days and nights, she still could not reach those chains.

She wandered alone atop the endless Sea of Blood, lonely and frightened...

"Gu Xiaoxi!"

"Gu Xiaoxi!"

"Gu Xiaoxi..."

She heard someone calling her.

Upon listening carefully, it was Quan Shaoqing’s voice.

"Gu Xiaoxi, Gu Xiaoxi..."

She immediately gave up chasing after the person on the chains.

Turned around and ran toward Quan Shaoqing’s voice...

...

In the bedroom of Jinhua Garden.

Gu Xiaoxi suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating profusely from her forehead, her entire body ice-cold.

She calmed her emotions and turned to see Quan Shaoqing standing right before her.

Ai Xiang held the Golden Needle in her hand, observing her.

"Are you alright, Gu Xiaoxi?" asked Ai Xiang.

Gu Xiaoxi was still startled and restless.

She reached up to touch the beads of sweat on her forehead and shook her head, "I’m fine! Only, where is this? Is Gu Feng dealt with?"

She looked up and around, the clean room filled with a faint mint fragrance.

The scent was very much like Quan Shaoqing’s.

Instinctively, she looked up at the man standing beside her bed.