Du Chun was on this side.
He fought Wu Yanghao while injured, and both drew their swords with great speed.
The wind howled fiercely.
"Pretty boy, your skin is nice. I like it. I'll use it to make a human skin bow and arrow. It'll be excellent!"
"Screech..."
Wu Yanghao's broadsword grazed Du Chun's face.
A diagonal bloody gash appeared, and blood seeped out.
The blood drops traced a path down his nose and fell.
"You truly deserve to die!"
Du Chun, wielding his soft sword, poured all his strength into a slash towards Wu Yanghao.
The shocking wound was starkly visible on his handsome face.
Unaware of the pain, his sole desire now was to end Wu Yanghao's life quickly.
Moments ago, he had seen clearly.
Gu Qianying couldn't hold on much longer. Now, he wanted to protect her, even if it meant sacrificing his own remaining life.
Meanwhile, on the other side.
Several giant beasts lunged at Gu Qianying simultaneously.
The bewitching smile on her lips had not yet faded.
She gripped the Scarlet Blood Saber, her toes leaping. Mid-air, she slashed the sky with the saber's tip, then placed her blood-stained palm on the delicate black lotus at her brow.
Instantly, a world-shattering power seemed to surge within her palm. She pressed it onto the hilt of the Scarlet Blood Saber.
At that very moment, within a hundred-meter radius, a blood-red mist materialized, shrouding the area. Blood-red flowers began to bloom on the ground.
The instant her hand gripped the Scarlet Blood Saber again, her bewitchingly red eyes blazed like fierce flames.
"Flower of Demonic Profundity? She can actually use the Flower of Demonic Profundity!"
Master Wu Yang's eyes widened in shock.
He could never have imagined that this demon empress before him could also perform the Flower of Demonic Profundity.
As far as he knew, among all the demonic realm practitioners throughout history, whether it was the Evil Emperor or the previous Demon Empress, none had ever performed the Flower of Demonic Profundity.
This Flower of Demonic Profundity was a top-tier demonic art in the demonic realm, rumored to have been lost for ages.
The Flower of Demonic Profundity: when it blooms, all life perishes!
Within the red mist, visibility was obscured.
Nangong Li, who was rushing over, was repelled by a powerful force.
Du Chun and Wu Yanghao, locked in a fierce battle, were also thrown back several meters.
"Roar!"
The pained roars of the giant beasts echoed.
Inside the seven giant beasts, it was as if something was bursting their bellies.
They roared in agony.
Upon closer inspection, it was clear that blood-red flowers were drilling into their mouths and insides.
The blood-red flowers spread and grew within the seven giant beasts.
"Bang!"
Three of the giant beasts exploded from the internal force. The Flower of Demonic Profundity pierced through their internal organs.
As the three giant beasts fell, they displayed three different, horrifying death postures.
The remaining four giant beasts, however, were terrified of the red mist that they could see but could not disperse.
At this moment.
Gu Qianying's feet danced with the wind, and a bloodthirsty glow emanated from her bewitchingly red eyes.
She looked down at the four giant beasts beneath her, who could not hold on much longer.
The tension in her heart finally eased.
Fortunately, these "things" were about to die.
Her friends and the one she loved were finally safe.
Suddenly, a dark shadow lunged at her.
Beneath the black robe were a pair of emaciated hands.
"Although the Flower of Demonic Profundity can destroy the heavens, it consumes all one's energy. Once depleted, you will be like useless refuse!"
The hands reaching for her unleashed a burst of power, aiming directly for her heart.
"The heart of a Demon Empress is exceptionally precious. If this old one eats it, I will surely become invincible under heaven, hahaha!"
His long, dark fingers dug into her flesh.
At this moment, Master Wu Yang was immensely excited.
He was about to obtain the heart of the Demon Empress.
However... just then, "Swoosh, swoosh..."
With a flick of her fingers, Gu Qianying unleashed the two silver needles hidden on her person with all her might.
"Ah!"
The two silver needles lodged themselves into Master Wu Yang's eyes.
He cried out in pain, and then struck Gu Qianying with a palm.
"Puff!"
Gu Qianying spat out a mouthful of blood.
The power within her seemed to be drained.
She could feel her body gradually becoming lighter.
Images from her childhood, her past life, and the life before that flashed through her mind.
The scenes overlapped, and her memories deepened.
The Scarlet Blood Saber in her hand had, at some unknown point, slipped from her grasp.
Her body slowly descended through the air.
Her red robes fluttered in the wind, like a blood-red Lycoris radiata.
At this moment, she touched her abdomen.
"Baby, I'm sorry!"
"Gu Qianying!"
"Ninth Imperial Aunt!"
"Miss!"
"Master!"
Du Chun, Nangong Li, and Lu Zhu were blocked by the immense power.
The three watched with their own eyes as the woman in red gracefully descended.
All three's eyes reddened.
Although Du Chun knew he was already severely injured, at this moment, he once again drew his sword and flew towards Gu Qianying's direction.
But Gu Qianying's location seemed to be protected by a barrier, preventing him from getting close.
He was repelled repeatedly, only to pick himself up and continue forward.
Even if he knew he would be shattered into pieces, he would not hesitate.
At this moment, he seemed to no longer care about his own survival.
Nangong Li knelt on the ground. The seven-foot man's voice had already turned hoarse from crying.
Everyone could see that Gu Qianying had completely exhausted her energy.
"Miss! Miss!"
Lu Zhu crawled forward, weeping loudly.
The sky was dim, devoid of any sunlight.
Looking up at the overcast sky, Gu Qianying slowly closed her eyes.
Nangong Mo, live well!
Just then, a white figure flew towards her.
"Wife!"
A familiar voice sounded in her ear.
Suddenly, Gu Qianying's eyes snapped open.
Following that, she fell into a gentle embrace.
She turned her head and saw a familiar face.
"Nangong Mo, is that you?"
"It is I, wife."
"You...?"
She had many questions she wanted to ask.
But she didn't know where to begin.
Nangong Mo lowered his head and kissed her.
When he pulled away, he spoke gently, "Wife, you are tired. Rest for a while. Leave the rest to me."
"Ninth Imperial Uncle! It's Ninth Imperial Uncle! He's recovered, he's recovered!"
Nangong Li shouted with his hoarse voice.
At this moment, it was like a rebirth, like seeing a sliver of sunlight in despair.
Nangong Li cried out in joy.
Lu Zhu finally felt relief and stopped crawling forward.
She smiled.
Seeing Gu Qianying being held by Nangong Mo and landing steadily.
Du Chun on this side also smiled.
He dropped the sword in his hand and lay on the ground in a spread-eagle pose.
Master Wu Yang, blinded by the silver needles, clutched his eyes.
He fell backward from mid-air.
"Father!"
Wu Yanghao and Wu Yangfeng rushed forward to support him.
Under the devastation of the Flower of Demonic Profundity, the remaining four giant beasts immediately lost their lives.
Their deaths were even more gruesome than the previous three.
All the Wu soldiers and people present had been annihilated.
Tianji Wu Chang had nowhere to hide.
With no one to command and their father injured, Wu Yanghao and Wu Yangfeng exchanged glances and decided to retreat.
But one person blocked their path.
"Trying to leave? Heh!"
Nangong Mo looked at Wu Yanghao and the other two as if they were already dead.
The wind rose, and his palm descended.
Wu Yanghao's tall body was sent flying a great distance, crashing heavily onto the ground, instantly ceasing to breathe.
Wu Yangfeng was terrified.
As Nangong Mo grabbed her by the neck, about to twist it,
Wu Yangfeng hurriedly stammered, "Young master, I... I am very good at serving men. Master, take me. I will definitely... serve Master comfortably."