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"Lan Xi!" The man in black was terrified out of his wits and rushed forward to catch the girl before she hit the ground.

Far away, Mi Xi and Ya noticed the seal was broken and quickly ran over.

From a distance, they saw the man in black holding a girl in white, half-kneeling in the snow.

Lan Xi’s delicate features were deathly pale at this moment. She looked at Ah Qing, reached out to grasp his wrist, and blood spilled from her lips, "Ah Qing, I’m so cold!"

"Not cold! I’m here." The man in black held her tightly and grasped her icy hand. "Lan Xi! Don’t sleep, don’t sleep!"

He didn’t know what was happening to her. Although she seemed unharmed on the surface, her whole being was wilting as if she would disappear the next second.

"I won’t sleep!" Lan Xi coughed, a crimson stain spreading on her garment. She smiled with a corner of her mouth, "If I sleep, will I forget Ah Qing?"

At her words, the man in black shuddered.

Could it be, she remembered what happened before.

Remembered their encounter?

Remembered how she had forgotten him the last time she was injured?

"Lan Xi, tell me, what can I do to save you." The man in black’s eyes were bloodshot; even if someone told him at this moment that his death would bring her back to life,

he would not hesitate to stab himself to death.

Lan Xi shook her head. Her spirit body was injured, and as long as she held onto a sliver of her determination and didn’t fall asleep, she could be nourished by the Spiritual Energy of the world and slowly recover.

Only, this process was quite lengthy, perhaps spanning tens of thousands of years.

"Ah Qing, hold my hand, don’t let go." Lan Xi’s voice was weak as she closed her eyes and quickly adjusted her Inner Breath, solidifying her soul that was on the brink of collapse.

By the time Mi Xi and Ya arrived, the two were embracing, their fingers tightly interlocked.

Ya’s face turned pitch black with anger. He really wanted to kick the man in black away and roar, "Let go of my wife."

But considering Lan Xi’s safety at this moment, he could only quickly cast a Spell, helping her cling to her fragile spirit.

Meanwhile, the Qiankun Bowl had its seal removed and returned to the size of a fist, lying dormant on the ground.

Just as Lan Xi was intently healing, the sky was suddenly covered by a dark shadow.

Suddenly, a group of Demon Race in black robes and hoods appeared not far away.

And the man leading the Demon Race was already making a beeline for the Divine Artifact.

"This is bad!" Mi Xi immediately flew over, pulling out his fan without hesitation to block the demons.

However, the Demons arriving this time were Demon Monarchs subordinate to the Demon Lord.

All of them had cultivated with malevolent thoughts, crafty and cunning sovereigns in their own right.

Their cultivation spanned more than ten times his age.

Although Mi Xi was a disciple of Immortal Taibai, with an unusual aptitude and extremely rapid cultivation progress, he was still just a cultivator who was a little over twenty thousand years old.

Unable to stall for time, he was soon sent flying by the combined force of four Demon Monarchs, spitting blood onto the snow and losing consciousness.

Ya was fully occupied with healing Lan Xi.

And Lan Xi was holding tight to the man in black’s hand, as if that alone was the force sustaining her will to live.

The four Demon Monarchs and their Demon Soldiers rapidly encircled the three of them.

Ya’s eyes narrowed, gradually showing a bloodthirsty gleam.

He slowly withdrew his hands and turned to the man in black, word for word he said, "Take Lan Xi to the Heavenly Pond, only the essence of the Earth Spirit Vein in a cave a kilometer deep in the Heavenly Pond can nourish her spirit."

Afterward, Ya stood up and drew his sword.

"Demon filth, how dare you try to steal a Divine Artifact. Your deaths are of no consequence," Ya declared, carving out an escape route for the man in black instantly.

Without hesitation, the man in black scooped up Lan Xi and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The members of the Demon Race were taken aback, none understanding the technique of the man in black. He vanished with impressive speed, untraceable and uncatchable.

At that moment, Ya began casting a wide-reaching destructive spell.

Golden Light Divine Slash—the young man adorned in a purple robe, exuding natural nobility with a golden aura encasing him like a brilliant sun. Wherever the golden light traversed, Demon Soldiers were sliced as easily as tofu, disintegrating into dust and ashes.

The Demon Monarchs, catching them off guard, were also pierced by the golden light, spewing out mouthfuls of fresh blood.

It was unexpected that Crown Prince Ya still had such cultivation.

Immediately, the four Demon Monarchs exchanged glances, their eyes bloodstained and crimson. The mission was yet to be completed, and recalling the Demon Lord’s orders, even facing death, they could not retreat.

The four quickly positioned themselves at the corners and formed a Formation. In an instant, the sky was shrouded with dark clouds, and thunder cracked ominously.

Chilly winds howled atop the Snow Mountain, and Ya instinctively took a step back.

He looked up at the increasingly dense black clouds and turned to flee, but it was already too late.

A streak of black lightning struck his body directly, paralyzing him on the spot. His beautiful black hair instantly became a tangled mess.

Before he could dodge, another bolt of lightning struck.

Before passing out, Ya couldn’t help but curse angrily.

Accursed Formation!

If only he hadn’t spent all his days playing carelessly with Lan Xi, and instead had studied more Immortal Techniques.

Cultivation couldn’t be rushed, but mastering an Immortal Technique could provide an additional skill for self-preservation and a new offensive skill.

As the Demon Monarchs used the Formation to trap him, Ya was struck repeatedly until he fell unconscious, utterly defenseless.

The Demon Monarchs were gravely injured, and all the Demon Soldiers they brought were dead.

Barely clinging to life, they took the Divine Artifact and the unconscious Mi Xi and Ya, using Secret Technique runes to flee rapidly.

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Mount Changbai is a grand Sect in the Immortal Realm.

The dense Spiritual Energy of Heavenly Pond emanated from the lakebed, blessing the palace that floated midair, where tens of thousands of cultivators benefited from the Spirit Vein beneath the lake.

At this time, the man in black, holding Lan Xi, stood by the Heavenly Pond, staring at the milky white lake whose surface reflected the clouds and palaces, breathtakingly beautiful.

However, he was in no mood to appreciate it.

Without a moment’s hesitation, he leaped down into the pond with the woman in his arms.

Yet within minutes, he resurfaced.

As the man in black frowned in puzzlement, an old man riding a crane appeared above Heavenly Pond.

"Young man, why have you barged into Heavenly Pond? Do you not know that this is a forbidden area of Mount Changbai?" the elder inquired.

The man in black’s gaze fell on the serene sleeping face of the woman in his arms; he looked up at the elder and knelt down reverently, saying, "Your Highness Lan Xi is injured and requires the essence of Spiritual Energy from the cave a kilometer beneath the pond to nurture her soul and recover."

The elder’s eyes shifted as he looked at the unconscious young girl’s face, "How did she get injured? Hasn’t the Demon War not yet formally begun?"

"She broke the Seal on the Divine Artifact Qiankun Bowl, and her spirit was attacked and is on the verge of collapse. Immortal Venerable Changbai, I beg you to save Lan Xi," the man in black pleaded urgently, his voice more insistent and humble than ever before.

But he did not care about that; as long as Lan Xi could be safely brought back.

Immortal Venerable Changbai, though wishing to help them, was powerless to do so.

"Heavenly Pond is a sacred land. To ensure that the Earth Spirit Vein remains uncontaminated and the sacred land uninvaded by demons, our ancestors set up a Barrier around the Earth Spirit Vein, forbidding entry to all; violators will be attacked by the Barrier," Immortal Venerable Changbai explained, "This Barrier was left by our ancestors, and I cannot approach it either.

Therefore, you must think of another way. "