Chapter 245

The Shadow Demon possesses the power to devour light and heat, making its surroundings as dark as night. In the thick fog of death and demonic energy, all that can be felt is deep cold and suffocating pressure.

“Even though we can temporarily evade the attacks of the bone puppets using the Turtle Breath Pill,” He Zhizhou whispered, peering around cautiously, “if we alert the Shadow Demon, it can still command the bone puppets to launch a fierce assault on us.”

Zhou Zhao blew a stray lock of his black hair that fell down and confidently pointed his thumb at his chest, “The strength of Wanjian Sect is unquestionable—Xu Ye and I will definitely hold them back.”

For them, both the Shadow Demon and the mountain of bone puppets were significant threats.

After some discussion, they decided that Ning Ning and Zhou Zhao, the two with the highest cultivation levels, would take on the Shadow Demon and the bone puppets, while He Zhizhou and Xu Ye would provide support.

Facing the towering shadow of the Shadow Demon, it would be a lie to say Ning Ning wasn’t nervous.

She took a deep breath to steady her racing heart and exchanged glances with the other three.

“Let’s begin.”

Zhou Zhao, driven by his unpredictable sense of male chauvinism, insisted on leading the way.

Ning Ning followed closely behind, holding her breath as she quietly passed through the wave-like mass of bone puppets.

The snow fell like feathers, and even in such a dark environment, it reflected an unusually bleak white.

As for the two towering cliffs beside the Shadow Demon, covered in snow, they too resembled two ghostly white figures, silently floating in the thick darkness.

There were no other sounds, just the relentless howling of the wind. In the midst of the bone puppets, with death looming over them, Ning Ning couldn’t help but think of the dying gasps of someone severely ill.

The massive shadow of the Shadow Demon began to stir as if it had sensed something, letting out a low growl as it moved.

——Suddenly, a fierce wind arose. After a brief moment of silence, the army of bone puppets surged forward!

Zhou Zhao’s face twitched, and he drew his sword from his waist.

In an instant, the sword’s light burst forth, slicing through the darkness like a sharp blade.

“Leave these guys to us,” he said with a smile.

The sword’s energy blazed like fire, generating intense heat as it forcefully repelled several bone puppets that tried to approach.

“The Shadow Demon is all yours.”

Ning Ning responded hastily with an ‘Ok’ and drew her sword as well.

Amidst the clashing of swords and bones, she and He Zhizhou swiftly moved forward.

Thanks to the Turtle Breath Pill, they were already very close to the Shadow Demon.

With the bone tide held back by the two members of Wanjian Sect, Ning Ning no longer had any worries and unleashed even more sword energy.

The Shadow Demon, highly sensitive to breath, struggled to turn its massive form towards Ning Ning’s position.

The murky, mud-like shadow suddenly extended several long, thin tendrils, breaking free from its chains and striking towards her!

These tendrils, like venomous snakes, were laden with suffocating demonic energy.

As they passed the mountainside, they stirred up waves of snow, mingling with the wind and sand.

Ning Ning channeled all her energy into her sword, and as she swung to block, the dark tendrils were abruptly severed by the bright, white sword light.

The monstrous shadow in the air trembled violently; the sound of clattering chains echoed as it struggled.

Ning Ning gritted her teeth and shivered from the cold.

“The Shadow Demon is angry now,” Ji Yunkai commented.

“The temperature is going to drop even further… If they can’t defeat it soon, they might all freeze to death inside the Demon Refining Tower.”

He wasn’t exaggerating.

The moment the Shadow Demon roared, the temperature atop Qiong Mountain plummeted.

The dense snowflakes almost filled the sky, casting an eerie and strange white against the vast darkness.

Before long, the temperature would fall below what she could withstand.

——But it wasn’t enough yet.

“Strange, what exactly is she planning?”

Qu Feiqing from the Niguang Island next door also came to join in the fun.

Seeing this, she frowned and said, “From the way she’s doing it, it seems like she’s been passively blocking. This won’t be good.”

Tian Xianzi stroked his chin, “She’s waiting.”

“Waiting for what?” Even the elder from Wanjian Sect couldn’t help but ask, “For the snow to seal the mountain and freeze everyone to death?”

Ji Yunkai, engrossed in watching from the table, chuckled, “Maybe that’s exactly it.”

Inside the Demon Refining Tower, Ning Ning was still locked in combat with the layers of dark shadows, but He Zhizhou was nowhere to be seen.

He Zhizhou had mentioned before that this demon had no physical form, making it difficult to kill with conventional methods.

Now it seemed true—even though the extending shadows were sliced one after another, new ones quickly emerged to replace them.

What a troublesome enemy.

It was getting colder, and she could feel her lips trembling uncontrollably.

A gust of wind laden with demonic energy surged towards her like a thousand blades, lifting her off the ground and flinging her into the air.

Suddenly, she heard He Zhizhou’s voice: “Ning Ning!”

She was freezing, her voice hoarse like never before.

She gripped her sword and took a shallow breath.

“Got it!”

Snow filled the sky, and darkness engulfed the land.

In the boundless darkness, Ning Ning focused her energy, her immense spiritual energy bursting forth like a storm, and in an instant, her sword light surged, unleashing a wave of dazzling white light.

——Her sword hummed like a dragon and, in a magnificent display, formed several towering ice walls amidst the blizzard. The icy waves soared, and the slender figure of the girl swung her sword upward.

A giant sword suddenly appeared in the snowy sky behind her.

Then a second, and a third.

Zhen Xiao, who rarely spoke, finally said, “The Ten Thousand Sword Technique. Could it be she intends to…”

In the mirror, three giant swords hung in midair, their light as bright as stars. Ning Ning held her breath, her brows furrowed, and with a slight motion of her Xinghen Sword—

The three giant swords erupted into a dazzling display, and in the distance, more beams of white light appeared, as if forming a river of stars!

“This is…” Lin Qian was stunned.

“The Ten Thousand Sword Technique and Sword Light Split! With her cultivation level, it should be difficult to use even one of these techniques, so how—”

“She’s fighting with everything she’s got,” Tian Xianzi said, his expression turning serious.

“But it’s still not enough.”

The technique of splitting sword light relies on the principles of separation and convergence of light, creating layers of sword shadows and crisscrossing white beams. However, even with all this, it is still not enough to deal with the Shadow Demon.

The temperature had already reached the limit of her endurance.

Ning Ning swallowed the metallic taste rising in her throat and called out in a hoarse voice, “He Zhizhou!”

As soon as she spoke, a sudden, earth-shaking sound echoed from the mirror—

The two snow-covered mountains beside the Shadow Demon were struck with immense force, sending a cascade of snow tumbling down.