In the distance, the sound of fierce fighting and shouting continued unabated, with flashes of light illuminating the darkness. Clearly, the three members of Qingyun Gate were engaged in a intense battle with other demonic beings in the dark. But here, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly found himself enveloped in an eerie silence.

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, but the owners of the yellow flying sword and the gray wolfs fang secretly witnessed the strange scene just now, were shocked, and for a moment did not know what to do.

  "Wild dog, Im not seeing things, am I? Jiang Lao San sucked peoples blood, but it seems like he got sucked dry instead?"

  Another voice boomed in the darkness, "What the hell? The Qingyun Sect actually has someone who can refine this Bloodsucking technique. Is this guy a disciple of our Xiantian Sect or what?"

  The man who had spoken first spat, but after a while he couldnt say anything and said angrily: "No way, this guy is suspicious, I must ask him clearly!"

  Two rays of light lit up in front of Zhang Xiaofan, gradually revealing two figures. Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses, startled, and hastily threw aside his distractions, focusing on the enemy.

  In the bright light, the yellow flying sword and the gray wolf fang flew back to the hands of the two men. The one on the left was a tall and thin man with a sharp face, eagle nose, small eyes, and a fierce glint in his eye. The other person was even more bizarre, and Zhang Xiaofan was shocked at first glance. He saw that he was also quite tall, but his appearance was extremely strange, with drooping eyelids, a protruding nose, ears pointing upwards, bright red lips, and a long tongue that kept sticking out of his mouth, making him look like a dog. The gray wolf fang flew back into his hand at this time, and Zhang Xiaofan immediately thought to himself, "This cant be the tooth of some big dog, can it?"

  The man called Wild Dog saw Zhang Xiaofan looking at him and couldnt turn away, his eyes full of surprise and anger. He shouted: "Halt! You little devil, why are you staring at Master Wild Dog?"

  "Wild dog Daoist?" Zhang Xiaofan furrowed his brow, only to realize that this wild dog-like person was actually wearing a black Daoist robe. It seemed they were from the same faith and sect as Qingyun Gate, but he wondered if tracing back three thousand years would reveal some connection.

  The self-proclaimed Wild Dog Daoist, seeing Zhang Xiaofans obvious disdain, became even more enraged and said: "Little ghost, Im asking you how you killed the vampire!"

  Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and said: "What vampire?"

  The tall man next to him shouted angrily: "Isnt it that thing on your back!"

  Zhang Xiaofan suddenly remembered that he was still carrying the corpse, and instantly felt a chill on his neck. He jumped back in shock, throwing the corpse to the ground with a dull thud. The man who had turned into a skeleton in a leather bag fell to the ground, and Zhang Xiaofan watched in disgust, turning his head away.

  The wild dog Taoist and the tall man glanced at each other, their eyes meeting in surprise. The Blood Sucking Technique was cruel and bizarre, although powerful, but it also caused great harm to ones own body, after practicing it, one would no longer be human, nor a ghost. They were people of the demonic sect, who had always kept a distance from this mysterious technique, but they still knew a thing or two about it.

  The person lying on the ground in front of him, known as the only successor of the vampire, was suddenly drained of all his vital energy. According to what they knew, this skill far surpassed that of the dead vampire Jiang Lao San, and even the legendary vampire elder might not have such skills. But looking at this young man from Qing Yun Sect, he didnt have any of the eerie aura characteristic of vampires.

  The wild dog Taoist looked at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "You are a disciple of the blood-sucking old...old senior?"

  Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback and said: "What vampire elder?"

  A wild dog was barking loudly, its long tongue wagging outside its mouth. Zhang Xiaofan watched this scene and suddenly thought of the big yellow dog on Qingyun Mountains Dazhu Peak. Just as he was thinking about it, a sharp whistle pierced the air from behind the cave, followed by the flash of a flying sword. A black-clad figure tumbled out of the darkness, covered in blood, struggling on the ground for a few moments before finally lying still.

  Zhang Xiaofan suddenly came to his senses, his fellow disciples were fighting for their lives, while he was here talking to these demonic cultists, how absurd. He immediately sprang up and was about to rush over to assist them.

  The wild dog Taoist and Gao saw Zhang Xiaofans body suddenly move, both were shocked, thinking that he was going to make a sudden move, and quickly became alert. But they only saw Zhang Xiaofans body move slightly, but then he suddenly dropped down, half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for air, with cold sweat also breaking out on his forehead.

  Originally, Zhang Xiaofan was so anxious that he forgot the dark red awl still stuck in his shoulder flesh and blood. As soon as he moved, it hurt him to the core, and he fell down again. The blood that had temporarily stopped flowing came out of the wound that had been pulled open once more.

  Seizing the opportunity, Ye Dog Dao Ren and Gao Ge how could they let it slip away, rather kill mistakenly than let go, the two mens eyes flashed with ferocity, their flying swords and sharp teeth shining again.

  But just then, a clear and shrill whistle suddenly came from the rear, and in the darkness, amidst the various colors of light, a dazzling blue light burst forth, shining brightly and instantly suppressing all the other lights. In the midst of the blue light, "Tian Jue" proudly emerged from its scabbard, and behind it, Xue Qi stood majestically in mid-air, her clothes fluttering and dancing in the wind.

  In the midst of the wild dogs and the stunned onlookers, Tian Jues divine sword burst forth with a brilliant blue light, transforming into a massive blue lightsaber that slashed down towards the darkness. Instantly, multiple colorful glows rose up to resist, but as soon as they came into contact with the enormous and pure blue light, they were extinguished. Strange cries echoed out one after another, as five or six human figures leapt out from the shadows. With a loud "boom", the blue lightsaber struck the stone wall, sending shattered rocks flying everywhere, its power awe-inspiring. The people who had jumped out were almost all injured, and at the same time, Qi Huans icy sword glowed with a white light, suddenly charging out from a slanted stab. Wherever the sword passed, several demonic cultists turned into ice sticks. Following closely behind, Zeng Shus flying sword struck them one by one, shattering them into dust.

  The tall man in front of Zhang Xiaofan and the Wild Dog Taoist exchanged a glance, then simultaneously abandoned Zhang Xiaofan and charged forward. The yellow flying sword and gray wolf fang were raised at the same time, blocking Qi Huas and Zeng Shus offensive.

  The two of them seemed to have the upper hand in their skills among the demonic sect crowd, and immediately blocked Qi Huans attack, but in their hearts, they were secretly suffering.

  They had originally spied on Qi Huan and the others being attacked by bats last night, so they set up an ambush in this ancient cave, suddenly breaking through that seemingly impenetrable "mirror" light shield, and then defeating these four Qingyun disciples one by one. This plan was indeed completed as scheduled, but unexpectedly, the cultivation of these Qingyun disciples was unexpectedly high, making them difficult to deal with.

  This time, the demonic sect originally planned to ambush with Ye Gou Dao Ren, the tall man and Jiang Lao San, the vampire. They also saw that Zhang Xiao Fan seemed to be the weakest of the four, so they agreed to take him down together, intending to quickly settle Zhang Xiao Fan and then deal with the other three separately. Unexpectedly, things took a strange turn, Zhang Xiao Fan was injured, but Jiang Lao San, the vampire, inexplicably had his vital energy sucked out and died.

  At this moment, they temporarily held off Qi Huan and Zeng Shu Shu, but next to them was a beautiful woman with a blue sword, and the stinky kid behind her was injured, but very strange. If those two came together, the situation would be terrible. After fighting for another two rounds, Xue Qi had already injured several demonic sect disciples, and just as she turned around, Ye Gou Dao Ren shouted: "Run!"

  The tall figure beside him had a spiritual connection with him, and at the same time withdrew his magic treasure, attached it to his body, and with two swishing sounds, transformed into two strange lights that escaped towards the depths of the cave. The other demonic cultivators looked on, let out a cry of surprise, and scattered in all directions as they fled.

  Zi Hao made a swift decision, shouting: "Chase those two!" As he spoke, he mounted his sword and took off in pursuit, with Zeng Shu following closely behind. Xue Qis blue light was about to give chase when she suddenly remembered something and turned her head back, only to see Zhang Xiaofan riding a burning firework staff that shone with a dark blue-green light, blood gushing from his shoulder, but the small dark red spear that had been stuck in his shoulder had already been pulled out.

  Zhang Xiaofan flew forward, Xue Qi looked at his figure, as if stunned for a moment, before following up again.

  This chase deep in the mountain cave was somewhat like the scene of Zhang Xiaofan and Tian Linger chasing after the little gray monkey on the back mountain of Dazhu Peak, with its twists and turns, suddenly turning left, suddenly turning right, suddenly rushing straight up to the sky, and suddenly falling straight down to the ground. Later on, it became a fork in the road, but the four people from Qingyun Gate didnt care about that, they just kept staring at the two rays of light in front of them, pursuing relentlessly.

  In the cave, strange rocks stood tall and steep, with bizarre peaks jutting out. Zhang Xiaofan closely followed behind his fellow disciple, fully focused on controlling the fire-tipped stick. As they went deeper, some areas became so narrow that only one person could pass through at a time. Zhang Xiaofan didnt even have time to feel afraid before he heard a whooshing sound and also passed through. The back-and-forth chase turned into six rays of light in the dark cave, moving at an astonishing speed. Zhang Xiaofan felt as if the strong wind and darkness were swirling together, constantly rushing towards him from ahead.

  This chase lasted for nearly half a day, and the two of them, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, dodged left and right, managing to neither shake off nor be caught up by the four ghostly figures behind them.

  Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in the distance ahead of them. The Wild Dog Taoist and the tall man immediately flew towards it with all their might. Qi Huan and the others chased after them closely, while Zhang Xiao Fan followed behind, feeling the pain in his shoulder gradually subsiding. Just now, he had endured the intense pain to pull out the small fork, and unexpectedly managed to keep up, which even surprised himself. Although his shoulder hurt, his body was full of vitality, as if he had an endless supply of energy. However, once he thought about what had just happened, and the words "blood sucking" spoken by the Wild Dog Taoist, his heart turned cold, chilling him to the bone.

  That light in front, getting closer and brighter, the six of them shot towards it like arrows off a bowstring.

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  That light, like a strange and exotic flower that suddenly blooms in the darkness, illuminated everything before peoples eyes. Zhang Xiaofan followed the crowd into the light, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was shocked by what was before him.

  Originally, the last place they chased was a spacious and straight passageway. Outside this passageway, there was an incredible huge space. The top of the cave was 100 meters high, and the ground was just 10 meters below. On the ground not far in front, a giant stone stood upright, emitting intense light that illuminated the entire space.

  But what was most astonishing was not the giant stone itself, but a huge and deep chasm behind it. The light from the stone illuminated the top of the cave, but seemed unable to penetrate the depths of the chasm. From above, all that could be seen was an inky blackness, and even the other end of the chasm was invisible, shrouded in a deathly stillness and gloom.

  In front of that giant boulder, three people were standing at this moment. One was a burly man with a full beard, one was a rather beautiful young woman, and the other was a pale-faced youth wearing white clothes, with an evil look on his face. The Wild Dog Taoist and his tall companion descended and stood in front of the boulder. Qi Huan watched from afar, seeing that those people were all strangely dressed, not daring to be careless, calling out to his fellow disciples, landing five zhang away from the crowd below the giant boulder.

  Zhang Xiaofan stood still, gazing out at the strange glow of the giant stone, on which three large characters were carved in ancient seal script:

  Abyss of the Dead!

  Looking at the four people of Qingyunmen falling down, the few people standing under the giant stone did not make any noise. Only a big man with a full beard frowned and said: "Wild dog, Liu Hao, you are too poor. You encountered a few young people from Qingyun and ended up in such a sorry state, and even brought them to this Dead Spirit Abyss!"

  The stray dogs face turned red, just as he was about to distinguish himself. A middle-aged woman standing behind the tall man looked at them and suddenly shouted in a shrill voice: "Where is Jiang Lao San?"

  The wild dog glanced at the crowd in front of Qingyun Gate and said, "Died at their hands."

  "What?" The originally calm and collected people suddenly changed their expressions, but it seemed that it wasnt because of the profound moral integrity of the Qingyun Gate disciples being able to kill Jiang Lao San. Instead, the young woman looked stunned for a moment, shook her head, and said: "If we pursue this matter of the blood-sucking old demon, well be in trouble!"

  That bearded big man hesitated for a moment, turned around and looked at the people of Qingyunmen, saying: "Then well take down these few young Qingyun, and hand them over to the vampire elder later."

  Others nodded in agreement. Qi Huan saw that they were so arrogant, and was even more cautious, speaking in a low voice to the three people behind him: "These people seem to be the main brains of the demonic sect here, and their abilities are probably above those of the few people from earlier, everyone must be careful in dealing with them."

  Zhang Xiaofan responded with a sound, turned his head around, and suddenly saw Xue Qis gaze sweep across the wound on his shoulder. He was slightly stunned, and Xue Qi immediately shifted her gaze away.

  At this time, the big man took a step forward and said to the people of Qingyunmen: "I advise you few to surrender now, otherwise, when we take action later, you will suffer from broken bones and skin pain!"

  Zi Hao grunted, but before he could speak, he heard Xue Qi coldly say from behind him: "You demon clown, you still dare to be arrogant? Today is the day of your death."

  Zi Hao and Zeng: "Sixth sister said it well, exactly so!"

  The big mans face changed, his complexion as cold as frost, and he said coldly: "This is you looking for death yourself!"

  He didnt see how he moved, but just stared at the four of them with his eyes, Zhang Xiaofan was concentrating on being vigilant, suddenly saw that the big mans originally normal pair of eyes, the right eye suddenly became twice as large, turned into a fiery red color. The entire giant eye appeared on his face, both terrifying and ridiculous.

  Just as he was wondering, a red glow suddenly shot out of the giants crimson eyes and flew towards him. The people of Qingyunmen had been wary of his strange appearance and immediately took action. Qi Huan drew out his Frost Ice Sword and with two "ka" sounds, formed two walls of ice in front of him.

  But unexpectedly, the red mang seemed to contain a fierce and sinister power. A moment later, it hit the ice wall, instantly melting a small hole through which it silently and quietly rushed over like a broken bamboo.

  Qī Hào was shocked, unable to react in time, and immediately held up the Hán Bīng Xiān Jiàn (Cold Ice Immortal Sword) in front of everyone. The red light hit the sword, flashed twice, and disappeared without a trace within the white glow of the Cold Ice Immortal Sword. However, Qī Hàos body trembled, and he caught a glimpse of his Cold Ice Immortal Sword, which was originally pure white, now having a small area stained with a faint dark red color.

  The Frost Swords blade trembled lightly, as if it had been invaded by an evil object. Qi Huan looked at it with unbearable heartache. In fact, every cultivator treats their magic weapon with extreme importance. However, he couldnt think about this anymore. Just as the red glow disappeared, another red glow shot out from the giants crimson eyes in the distance, rapidly rushing towards them. When it collided with the two ice walls, it silently broke through and created two holes without reducing its momentum, striking the four of them.

  Qí Hàos eyebrows were tightly furrowed, the Frost Sword flashed with white light, and he met the red glow in mid-air. In an instant, the red glow vanished into thin air, but a new red mark appeared on the Frost Sword.

  In the distance, the giant remained silent, his scarlet eyes shooting out red lights like arrows, extremely fast, arriving in an instant. Qi Huan blocked them one by one, but saw that the dark red color was increasing, and the white light of the Ice Fairy Sword was also gradually dimming.

  The three people next to him all saw that something was wrong, and Zeng Shu rushed out first, drawing his magic sword "Xuan Yuan". He was about to rush up from the side when the big man slightly turned his head, and another red glow shot out of his crimson eyes towards Zeng Shu. Zeng Shu dodged too late, so he had to hold up his Xuan Yuan sword to block this strange red glow.

  In mid-air, the Xuan-Yuan sword emitted a faint purple glow, immediately dispelling the red light. However, on the swords body, a red mark appeared, just like a thorn attached to bone. The Xuan-Yuan sword suddenly let out a low hum.

  Zeng Shu only felt a sudden surge of evil energy emanating from the sword, as if it wanted to invade his body, but fortunately, it was still far away and its power was not strong. The Xuan Yuan divine sword itself immediately rose up with auspicious energy to counteract this evil energy.

  He couldnt go any further, watching the giant in the distance standing leisurely on the spot, slightly shaking his head, and the bright red giant eye continuously shooting out red light, pinning Zhi Hua and Zeng Shu Shu to the ground, unable to move an inch. Moreover, as the red marks gradually increased, the two felt that the evil energy transmitted from the Xianjian sword became heavier and heavier, and slowly invaded their bodies through the sword body.