The wind has passed through the withered marsh.

  The water grass underfoot floats and ripples, the water rises in circles, a glance goes far and wide, endless and boundless. Although there is no human smoke and fire, it has another touching scenery.

  The Soul Devourer emitted a faint, mysterious blue-green glow, which flowed and stopped in mid-air. Gui Li stood on it, with his hands behind his back, gazing intently ahead.

  This day was a rare good weather in the dead marsh, with warm sunshine shining down, and the gloomy atmosphere of the past also dispersed a lot. However, just tens of feet in front of him, there was a thick gray mist-like giant miasma, surging up, stretching left and right, high and invisible to the top, entwining and surging, as if there was no boundary in sight.

  This is where one of the most dangerous places in the world, the Dead Zone, is located!

  The little monkey Huihui, who was perched on his shoulder, also cried out in a low voice, seemingly uneasy.

  The ghost stretched out his hand and gently patted Xiaohui, who calmed down. A pair of bright eyes looked forward at the same time, staring at the eerie fog ahead. At this moment, a whistling sound suddenly came from behind, and a brilliant light flashed over like lightning.

  The ghost's body moved slightly, as if it knew his intentions, and slowly turned around.

  The bright light stopped in front of him, and the one who came floating through the air was a young man with sword-like eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a piercing gaze. He appeared before Gui Li and bowed, saying: "Deputy Sect Master, everything has been arranged."

  The demon didn't ask him anything, presumably he had already understood everything. He nodded slightly and said, "Alright, I'll leave this to you." After speaking, he seemed to remember something and said, "Yan Hui."

  "What?" said the man named Yan Hui.

  Guili glanced back at him and said, "You've always been calm, which makes me feel at ease. However, the monk who kills is hot-tempered and has a heavy murderous aura. At present, various forces are gathering within the Dead Marsh, so it's even more imperative that you restrain him properly."

  Yan Hui smiled slightly and said: "Deputy Sect Master, rest assured. Although Sha Sheng is ruthless and shows no mercy, he has never dared to disobey your orders. I will also restrain him."

  Gui Li looked at him for a moment, nodded, and was about to turn around when Yan Hui suddenly said, "Deputy Sect Master, there's one more thing."

  He glanced at him, Yan Hui hesitated for a moment, urged the footwork treasure to approach Gui Li, and lowered his voice: "Just received news from the General Hall, two seniors, Qinglong and Zhuque, among the four great holy envoys, suddenly headed towards the Dead Marsh several days ago."

  The ghost's face changed slightly, but immediately returned to normal. After a moment of silence, he said, "This matter doesn't need to be publicized, you all continue with your usual affairs and quietly observe the changes."

  Swallow nodded and said: "Yes."

  Having said that, he bowed to Gui Li and left.

  The demon king gazed at the disappearing figure of Yan, slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the massive aura in front of him. After a while, he suddenly said: "Xiao Hui, let's go!"

  Xiao Hui perched on his shoulder, scratching his head with a monkey's paw and chirping twice.

  The demon's face cracked a faint smile, and the Soul-Devouring Light burst forth, as one man and one monkey merged into the profound blue light, hovering in mid-air, they charged forward, rushing into that vast expanse of miasma.

  As soon as I entered the miasma, the surrounding light disappeared instantly, and the originally bright sky was gone without a trace. All around, only a vast expanse of gray mist remained, and my line of sight could not extend more than five meters outward.

  Almost at the same time as Gui Li entered the miasma, a brilliant light burst forth from Xīu Qīng's body, surging upwards and forming a circle of light that tightly enveloped both Gui Li and Xiao Hui. The surrounding miasma churned and foamed but could not penetrate this circle by even half an inch.

  Looking from the inside out, as the ghostly energy soared through the air, the surrounding miasma dispersed like clouds and fog, parting in front and gathering behind, above and below, all was this grey miasma.

  This flight, it turned out to be a long and arduous one. Gui Lian's face gradually became solemn. This wall of extremely toxic miasma was the most obvious boundary between the inner and outer swamps within the Death Swamp. Although the outer swamp had bottomless deep pits everywhere, as long as one was careful, there would be no great harm. But once inside the inner swamp, not to mention anything else, just this miasma alone was extremely toxic. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to take a breath near it, let alone touch it with their skin. Even if they held their breath, the toxic gas would still invade their body in an instant and attack their heart, leading to certain death.

  Although the Taoist priest has now achieved great success, he is far from being the young apprentice on Qingyun Mountain, but he still dare not underestimate this poisonous substance. Inside the Dead Marsh, there are killing intentions everywhere, especially in this inner marsh, which is a treacherous and unpredictable place since ancient times. At present, I must be extremely cautious and proceed with caution.

  It's just that this miasma wall is incredibly thick, and after flying for a while, it's still inside, with an even more desolate grayness all around. Gui Li was secretly shocked in his heart, according to his own calculations, at least he had flown out of hundreds of feet, but the miasma in this barbarous land has been lingering for thousands of years without dispersing, and even if there were some extraordinary treasures born within it, it's likely that no one would know about them for millions of years, let alone obtain them.

  He thought so in his heart, but the Soul Devouring Light was getting stronger and stronger, while the gray mist around him churned and surged, as if its speed had also increased slightly.

  Suddenly, Gui Li's heart skipped a beat, and in the depths of the eerie fog ahead, a blue light flashed by, but it disappeared instantly. The color was faint, yet somehow, it seemed familiar.

  Almost at the same time, the originally quiet and surging miasma around suddenly accelerated, like boiling water, and suddenly boiled.

  Above and below, left and right, the gray mist began to rotate wildly, countless large and small mist whirlpools suddenly appeared in front, with a faint suction force, attacking from all sides. Xiao Hui on Gui Li's shoulder didn't dare move, softly "squeaking" in his mouth, tightly grasping Gui Li's clothes.

  His face was as calm as water, but his eyebrows were deeply furrowed. Suddenly, he let out a low growl and tensed up, and in the midst of the eerie blue glow, a golden light burst forth, intersecting with the blue light and momentarily pushing back the surrounding miasma. At the same time, the soul-devouring creature broke through the air, seemingly oblivious to the danger ahead, and charged straight into the largest miasma vortex in front of it.

  As soon as he entered the huge vortex of miasma, Gui Li felt a sudden increase in the pulling force around him. The fierce wind howled and rushed from all directions, filled with highly toxic miasma. Gui Li's face turned pale, and he was actually lifted up by this enormous natural force, flying straight into the sky.

  In an instant, the fierce wind howled, unceasingly, churning clouds and mist, like a furious storm god's angry roar. The ghostly figure in mid-air took a deep breath, and suddenly both hands shot out together, left hand forming a seal, right hand weaving a spell, as golden and cyan energies rose simultaneously on his face. In an instant, they flashed once, twice, rapidly merging into one, if it were a righteous cultivator here, at this moment, he would likely be shocked speechless.

  The "Taiji Xuanqing Tao" of Qingyun Gate and the "Mahavairocana" of Tianyin Temple have actually merged into one in this young man's body!

  In the midst of the brilliant golden light, the devouring soul suddenly stabilized and no longer drifted with the wind. It stubbornly stopped in the storm, and the fierce ghost concentrated its spirit to observe. However, the surrounding storm grew more intense, with clouds surging and boiling over. As far as the eye could see, everything was a gray expanse.

  The demon hesitated for a moment, finally realizing that this was a place of great evil and could not stay for long. He then urged the soul-eating beast to charge towards the edge of the violently rotating storm, and in an instant, his ears and eyes were filled with deafening thunder and the world spun around him before he finally broke out of the hidden eye of the storm that was concealed beneath a calm exterior.

  His momentum was not trivial, and after leaving the miasma vortex, he continued to charge forward for a long distance. Just now, with that commotion, the sky and earth were spinning, but at this moment, although the surrounding miasma had gradually calmed down, Gui Lian's eyebrows furrowed, unsure if he had walked in the wrong direction.

  Just as he was pondering, the little grey on his shoulder suddenly let out a sharp cry of warning. Gui Li was startled and didn't have time to look closely, almost subconsciously forcing his body to move three feet sideways from mid-air.

  "Roar!"

  A massive black object burst forth from the grey cloud layer, sweeping past where he had just been standing. A pungent smell violently assaulted his nostrils, and incredibly, even the Devouring Soul Light Circle was unable to completely block it out, allowing some of it to seep in.

  A moment later, this strange and extraordinary thing disappeared into the miasma again.

  Gui Lie's eyes widened and his heart suddenly started racing violently. The gigantic object that appeared in an instant seemed to have struck him like a ton of bricks. In the next moment, he ignored Xiao Hui's shrill cries and recklessly chased after it, disregarding the enormous danger.

  That monster flashed and disappeared, its body was incredibly large, but its speed was not slow either. With the thick fog wall, the line of sight was only about five meters, and after a moment, there was no shadow of that monster to be found again.

  The ghost's brow furrowed, and it slowly came to a stop, focusing its attention. Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out from ahead, followed by loud shouts in all directions. It seemed that several people were up ahead, and the monster must have passed through there, instantly scattering everyone.

  The ghost's spirit was shocked, and he flew up with his body. Suddenly, the clouds in front of him opened and closed, rolling over each other. In an instant, a loud shout came from the front: "Monster!"

  Before the words had fallen, a sharp blue light suddenly came from the side and pierced through the chest, like a rainbow that traversed the sky, instantly illuminating the surrounding air with a brilliant blue glow.

  Gui Lie was shocked, this man's swordsmanship was ferocious, advancing without hesitation, his attacks were merciless. Just this one sword move was already not to be underestimated. In a critical moment, his body moved forward with an unstoppable momentum, swift as lightning, flying straight up to the sky, wanting to shake off the sword behind him and counterattack.

  Unexpectedly, the person in the cloud and mist was not a trivial matter. At this moment, the two of them were separated by a poisonous gas, and they couldn't see each other's figures clearly. But relying on the sensation on their swords, that blue light seemed to have a spiritual nature, chasing after him with lightning speed, as if it had attached itself to his bones. The distance between the two didn't decrease in the slightest.

  In an instant, the nearby miasma surged and churned, transforming into a faint blue glow. A blue light flashed behind it, as both parties clashed in mid-air, changing shape and position with lightning speed. Amidst the layers of toxic air, they chased each other relentlessly, leaving a trail of swirling clouds and mist wherever they passed.

  In the midst of pursuit, Gui's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the person behind him was extremely powerful. In the urgency of the moment, it was impossible to see what magical artifact she used, but that intense killing aura was unmistakable, clearly not someone from the same path, most likely a righteous figure who would never coexist with himself.

  Who is the formidable figure under Zhengdaomen?

  He had just made up his mind, but his hands had already begun to counterattack. Otherwise, if he continued to chase after him like this, the person behind would naturally be fine, but he himself would be like a headless fly, wandering around randomly, who knows what strange things he would run into?

  Only a burst of blue light suddenly surged, and the ghostly figure's body suddenly shot up, turned back in mid-air, and bit down on his chest with a mournful cry. The blue sword tip behind him seemed to have sensed something as well, swelling up and coming straight for his chest with an even more vicious momentum.

  The ghostly figure grasped the soul-devouring scythe in front of him, and the green bead on the black rod's surface suddenly burst forth with a brilliant light. Especially under this light, threads of blood-red silk seemed to brighten up simultaneously. The dark red blood flowed quietly, emitting a faint blue-green glow that dimly illuminated the surroundings, as if welcoming the incoming blue sword light head-on.

  "Rumble!"

  The ghost's fierce body shook greatly, and the whole person involuntarily retreated a zhang backwards. However, the blue sword tip in front of him also shook violently and flew back, and from within the clouds and mist, it seemed like someone groaned, apparently not doing well either.

  For years, Gui Li has been practicing the demonic path day and night, with the "Blood Devouring Bead" by his side. His temperament has long been filled with violent energy, and at this moment, he didn't say another word, directly flying forward, tearing through the air with a soul-shattering blow.

  Unexpectedly, the moment Soul Devouring made its move, the cloud of energy at the front suddenly parted, and the enemy turned out to be extremely powerful as well. As soon as it stabilized itself, it launched a fierce attack. The ghost let out a shrill whistle, driving its magic treasure forward, and in an instant, it clashed with that blue sword aura.

  At this moment, the Soul Devourer and that blue light had already clashed together in mid-air, but the clouds and fog churned, making it hard for Gui Li to see the appearance of the treasure with his naked eye, relying solely on his own senses and connection with the Soul Devourer to control it.

  This sudden and intense battle was extremely perilous for both sides, as they were both highly skilled individuals. A single misstep would result in death at the hands of the opponent, or even if one managed to escape with injuries, the surrounding poisonous miasma would still pose a fatal threat.

  The person in front obviously didn't expect to run into someone like this, and although he was shrouded in mist and couldn't see her expression clearly, judging from the sword's momentum, she wasn't willing to yield even a little.

  In this fleeting moment, the Soul Devourer and that blue sword edge collided violently in the miasma, with a deafening roar. With these two treasures as the center, the miasma churned and seemed to form another massive whirlpool.

  Even though they were far apart, the Soul Devourer was a product of Gui Lian's Blood Refining, and their connection still felt like flesh and blood. Gui Lian only felt that the icy feeling on the Soul Devourer gradually surged up, as if this treasure itself had spirituality and was excited. This feeling was truly strange, and since his Dao became great, it had never appeared again.

  It was just that, in the distant past, when he was still a naive young boy, this feeling, he had once felt it before...

  He was suddenly startled!

  It seemed as if something was stirring in his heart.

  The Soul Devourer and the blue sword edge collided violently one last time, flying back. At this moment, the surrounding vortex was getting bigger and bigger. The fierce battle between Gui Li and that person had reached its most intense moment. The two were separated by the miasma, relying solely on their spiritual awareness. On the one hand, they had to guard against each other's attacks, and on the other hand, they had to resist the highly toxic miasma around them. In this perilous place, it was clear that the sooner the battle ended, the better!

  The surrounding air was violently turbulent, and countless small miasma whirlpools were generated, but the ghost's fierce gaze was fixed on the front. Behind that thick miasma, a blue light flickered, and he even felt the person's intense killing intent in his gaze.

  Suddenly, a clear whistle sounded, and the blue sword blade broke through the air with a sharp whistle. In an instant, it pierced through the clouds, forming a huge pillar of light that chopped down from above. Guiliang didn't make any evasive maneuvers, but instead flew straight up, forcibly breaking into the blue light, and pounced on the person inside.

  The figure in the clouds let out a loud shout, and blue light surged forth. In an instant, all the colors were sucked back into the cloud layer, and after a moment, they coalesced into a majestic sky-blue sword with an aura of invincibility, charging forward. Almost simultaneously, the Soul-Devouring Cyan Light burst forth, instantly pushing back the miasma within a radius of one zhang, and rushed to meet it.

  Life and death in one blow, it's now!

  That man grasped the hilt of his sword, his eyes gleaming with a fierce and sinister light as he charged forward.

  Two sharp blades, instantly dispersing the surrounding miasma!

  As if holding one's breath, waiting for the moment that will decide life or death...

  Her pale hand grasped the hilt of the sword; her wind-blown clothes fluttered and danced; she was like a celestial maiden from the ninth heaven, with an otherworldly beauty that appeared at the other end as the clouds parted and the fog dispersed.

  Lu Xueqi!

  Many years later, at the moment of reunion...

  What kind of gaze is it when we look at each other?

  Even if it's just for a moment.

  Suddenly, the entire world seemed to come to a standstill, as the grey aura was forced back by an overwhelming treasure, slowly revealing the figure of the man.

  That man deeply engraved in the depths of her heart was right in front of her.

  Her whole body was still, with only her heart slightly trembling.

  Two treasures are like lightning, like light, like the entanglement of three lives and seven lifetimes of past grievances. As they draw closer and closer, is it hatred or love? Must one of us die for the other to live in this instant?

  That moment is right before your eyes!

  At that moment, just between breaths!

  What is faster than lightning? What quietly lingers in one's mind?

  Is it what you mean...

  The radiant soul-sucking creature suddenly shifted slightly to the side, making way for it. The ghost's chest suddenly opened wide, and the small gray tip on its shoulder let out a loud cry.

  Blue light twinkling like stars, surging forward!

  But he didn't feel any pain. A blue light flashed by his side, as if there was some kind of feeling in the darkness, and the "Tianyue Divine Sword" also slightly deviated to one side.

  This moment was extremely perilous, and either Gui Li or Lu Xueqi would be killed by the other's magic treasure if they hesitated for even a fraction of a second.

  They all inexplicably gave up.

  In that fleeting moment of passing by, he still gazed deeply after her.

  In the depths of that beautiful woman's eyes, what was reflected was actually his shadow...

  A moment later, because the two were preparing for a life-and-death struggle with too much force, they flew out in different directions, far apart!

  In the air, on the collar, faintly, is there her lingering fragrance?

  The sky suddenly lit up, and Gui Li came back to his senses. He saw that beneath him was a boundless and dense forest, and he was falling down. The sky was gloomy with dark clouds flowing, and unexpectedly, without knowing when, it had broken through the thick, unimaginable miasma, finally arriving at the extremely perilous inner swamp.

  He steadied himself in mid-air, slowly descending, when he suddenly turned his head around, only to see that the gigantic and unmatched wall of miasma was still standing there, unchanged since ancient times. Not to mention where that woman would be now?