After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 68

The war came faster than anyone had anticipated.

And more brutal than anyone had anticipated.

Mount Ya Cliff.

Feng Ning was making her daily patrol of the seal, distantly followed by four disciples from other sects.

Half a month had passed, yet the group still couldn’t stand each other.

In fact, it was worse than before. When they first arrived, they could still get along peacefully. Now, they had to stay at least ten zhang away from each other, or sparks would fly and swords would be drawn.

Feng Ning walked ahead, her expression just as grim.

Ostensibly, her team consisted of the top talents from various major sects, seemingly formidable in combat and an excellent team.

But only she knew the reality. These individuals were accustomed to acting on their own whims, relying on their powerful strength within their home sects. Now, stationed at Mount Ya Cliff, they disregarded orders and did as they pleased.

In just half a month, Feng Ning felt like her back molars were ground flat.

Initially, she was resentful. Now, she was numb.

No matter what, these four would pick a fight three to five times a day. She couldn’t control them, and they complained she was being nosy.

Let them do whatever they want.

Once the remaining half-month was over, she would be free. At that time, she would definitely ask her Master to disband this useless team.

She would rather her Master throw her to the front lines to fight the Demon Race than endure this humiliation from these brats here!

Thinking this, Feng Ning grasped the sword at her waist and quickened her pace.

The seal at Mount Ya Cliff was vast. A complete patrol took three hours. She had initially arranged for the other four to patrol separately, but they argued, “What if someone ambushes me with a sneak attack the moment I turn around, and I get injured because I can’t defend myself in time?”

So, the four were stuck together, insisting on patrolling with her.

This led to a task that originally took less than an hour when divided, being dragged out into a mission that required three hours to complete.

Three hours was enough time to do many things.

Normally, Feng Ning would have spent this time cultivating. She didn’t think her talent was superior to others. Reaching her current level was primarily due to effort surpassing talent.

But if she gave up even on effort now, what would she use to silence the endless criticisms?

After all, too many people were already unhappy with her as the sect master’s personal disciple. If her strength became mediocre…

Feng Ning gritted her teeth.

She feared that even her Master would be implicated and heavily criticized because of her.

With this thought, Feng Ning increased her speed.

Halfway through the patrol, Feng Ning started to feel that something was wrong.

These formation eyes seemed to be loosening even more, subtly showing signs of imminent shattering.

An ominous premonition gradually enveloped Feng Ning’s mind.

She took out her communication jade tablet, preparing to report the situation.

Watching the jade tablet light up, Feng Ning lowered her head and reported to her Master—the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, Shangguan Yu: “Master, the seal here at Mount Ya Cliff doesn’t seem right. The cracks are getting wider and it seems like it’s about to break—”

She was cut off mid-sentence by a faint “crack-crack” sound of breaking in her ear.

In that instant, a sense of crisis that made her hair stand on end exploded in her mind.

Run!!!

Feng Ning abruptly looked up. Her pupils constricted as she saw the cracks rapidly appearing on the seal’s formation eyes before her.

“Bang—”

“Bang—”

“Bang—”

Feng Ning quickly walked toward the seal, placing her hand on the brink of collapse.

Dull thumping sounds transmitted through the point of contact with her palm, almost matching her heartbeat.

With every thump, the seal barrier trembled.

The sounds of cracking and shattering were incessant. Feng Ning looked up and saw the largest crack had already spread to the very top.

Under her palm was a wide fissure.

Feng Ning watched the demonic energy seeping out between her fingers. It was an invasion from the other side of the seal. She stared directly into the crack; the opposite side was pitch black, shrouded in pure demonic energy.

Feng Ning’s heart pounded rapidly.

Are there demons on the other side?

The moment this thought surfaced, Feng Ning noticed the demonic energy at the fissure dispersing.

In its place was a scarlet flow.

The scarlet color moved, slowly disappearing and reappearing.

What is that?

Feng Ning’s breathing quickened. Her hand had not been withdrawn; it still pressed against the seal fissure.

The next moment, a pure black, sharp demon claw pierced through the crack, gripping both sides, as if intending to tear the seal completely open.

The demon claw slowly exerted force. Right before Feng Ning’s eyes, it widened the fissure by an inch, allowing Feng Ning to finally see what the flowing scarlet was.

It was—

A demon eye!!!

“Hey! Sword Sect one, why are you standing there stunned?! The seal is about to break, hurry up and run!!!”

A panicked voice came from behind her, along with four streaks of air rushing towards her.

The seal was about to break!!!

The pair of demon claws continued to tear at the already precarious seal, and Feng Ning hadn’t yet snapped out of her daze.

Fortunately, the other four had reached her side. The Kunwu Daoist grabbed Feng Ning by the collar and pulled her backward, running.

The others covered the rear, quickly retreating behind the two.

Feng Ning’s fingers, holding the communication jade tablet, were bone-white. The scenery in front of her rapidly receded, and her eyes remained fixed on that fissure.

The next moment, the Mount Ya Cliff seal shattered with a roar before her eyes.

“Master! The Mount Ya Cliff seal is broken! Come for immediate reinforcement!!!”

Upon seeing the countless demon soldiers and generals surging through the broken seal, Feng Ning’s eyes turned crimson. She screamed into the communication jade tablet with all her might.

“Master! Come for immediate reinforcement!!!”

The moment her words fell, the dense, overwhelming army of demons completely breached the barrier, engulfing the sky and the sun, charging toward the few people.

“The Demon Race is attacking, run!!!”

The Kunwu Daoist roared, throwing a defensive immortal artifact behind the five of them with his free hand.

It was a chessboard. The moment it was thrown, it rapidly magnified, then directly enveloped the first wave of demon forces charging out of the seal, trapping them within the chessboard.

The others were not to be outdone: the Buddhist sect’s golden bowl and kasaya; the Yu Xu Sect’s Immortal Washing Mirror, and the Tai Chu Sect’s Radiant Bell were all hurled backward.

But it was merely a drop in the ocean.

Only a portion of the demon army was blocked.

The Mount Ya Cliff seal had completely collapsed, and the boundary between the Immortal and Demon Realms ceased to exist.

The war between Immortals and Demons officially erupted at this moment.

“The Mount Ya Cliff barrier is broken.”

The Innocent Divine Venerable, who had been dormant in her dantian since entering the Black Water Demon Lair, suddenly woke up and spoke this sentence to Qin Qingyi.

The Mount Ya Cliff barrier is broken?

Qin Qingyi paused her action, then lowered her eyes and continued with her work.

She was still in the secret chamber. Tivena had somehow procured a new batch of “seeds,” and she and Yifu were currently tending to them.

Two or three days had passed since she entered.

During this time, no other “seed” could withstand the energy of the Demon God’s descent. Many mature “seeds” perished completely before they could even break out of their cocoons.

Tivena’s temper grew increasingly volatile as a result.

Tivena had visited a few times in the past two or three days. Upon seeing these lifeless demon cocoons, he would fly into a rage. The cost of his temper was that the obviously weaker “seeds” around would be tossed into the blood pool. His actions contributed significantly to the rapid decrease in the number of “seeds” within the secret chamber.

Qin Qingyi, therefore, became even more cautious, afraid of him discovering any clues.

It was at this moment that she received another piece of bad news.

The barrier at Mount Ya Cliff was broken.

Is the Sword Sect alright?

Qin Qingyi’s heart tightened.

The Sword Sect was only a little over a thousand li away from Mount Ya Cliff. For high-ranking cultivators, it was just the blink of an eye. The same was true for high-ranking demons.

The Sword Sect was likely already a battlefield of immortal and demon slaughter.

“You don’t need to worry too much. Hasn’t the entire Xuan Tian Realm prepared for war? Since that’s the case, they won’t be lambs to the slaughter.”

The Innocent Immortal Venerable comforted her.

Since entering the Black Water Demon Lair, the Innocent Immortal Venerable had remained silent. The demonic energy here was too intense, affecting her greatly, which was why she only woke up now.

Despite the words of comfort, Qin Qingyi’s heart remained heavy.

“Although I am part of the Demon Race, the Sword Sect treated me well, and Master treated me like her own daughter. Now that the Sword Sect is in trouble, it’s hateful that I cannot return to fight the external enemy!”

With her sect facing disaster, their group of disciples was not on the front lines but undercover in the enemy’s rear.

This feeling of powerlessness made Qin Qingyi anxious.

Where exactly is the Demonic Star that Master spoke of?

Qin Qingyi looked around. All she could see, apart from the blood pool, were the demon cocoons continuously growing around it.

She was anxious, and the people outside the secret chamber were even more worried.

“We haven’t seen Senior Sister for three days straight. Should we just fight our way in?!”

It was Hu Yu again. Three consecutive days without news of Qin Qingyi made him feel like he was rolling in a frying pan.

“Absolutely not!” Xie Su stopped him. Although worried, he remained relatively calm. “Even though Senior Sister hasn’t sent any messages, Tivena has been going in and out. Although he appears gloomy each time, there haven’t been any significant emotional fluctuations. This suggests Senior Sister is still relatively safe inside.”

“We shouldn’t cause trouble for Senior Sister out here.”

His words effectively calmed the initially agitated morale.

Hu Yu settled down, thought for a moment, and then gritted his teeth, “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

Zhou Zhixue looked at the tightly shut stone door of the secret chamber, her brows deeply furrowed.

While everyone was silent, Zhou Zhixue’s ears twitched slightly.

Footsteps. Coming in their direction.

And these footsteps were very familiar.

It’s Tivena!

Zhou Zhixue reacted quickly. She urgently said to the others, “Tivena is coming again, hurry up and leave!”

“Damn it!” Xie Su cursed under his breath, but didn’t dare to linger. He grabbed Hu Yu with one hand and the still-stunned Bai Qiyue with the other, quickly retreating from the area.

Tivena’s footsteps grew closer. Zhou Zhixue quickly resumed her role as the door guard.

As the footsteps neared, Zhou Zhixue saw a demon shadow stop in front of her.

“Open the door.”

Tivena commanded.

Zhou Zhixue keenly sensed that Tivena seemed to be in a relatively good mood this time.

What could be making him so happy?

Tivena had already entered, and Zhou Zhixue was still deep in thought.

Inside the secret chamber, Yifu and Qin Qingyi were bowing to Tivena.

“My Lord, you have arrived.”

Yifu said with extreme loyalty.

But this time, Tivena did not fly into a rage at the sight of the room full of weak demon cocoons.

Instead, he looked meaningfully at the two of them.

“This Venerable has found an excellent method to sustain the Demon God’s descent time, and I came specifically to inform you.”

Yifu’s eyes instantly sparkled. She eagerly asked, “Please inform us, My Lord.”

However, an alarm abruptly sounded in Qin Qingyi’s heart. A gut feeling told her that what Tivena brought was likely not good news.

Tivena’s gaze fell on Qin Qingyi. His eyes darkened, but when he looked back at Yifu, he regained his previous gentleness.

“Yifu, the Demon God has decreed. It has chosen you.”

Tivena’s words carried a seductive meaning. Facing Yifu, who was close at hand, he cupped her beautiful face and slowly lowered his head:

“Yifu, are you willing to dedicate your everything to the Demon God?”

Yifu’s expression was fanatical: “I am willing!”

The next moment, her words abruptly ceased.

Tivena’s hands, cupping Yifu’s face, suddenly exerted force, forcefully twisting her head 180 degrees.

In an instant, the head was separated from the body.

Yifu’s corpse collapsed with a thud, leaving only her beautiful head still held in Tivena’s hands.

“Since you are willing, then offer your body to the Demon God.”

Warm blood splattered onto Qin Qingyi’s face on the side, causing her entire body to stiffen.

Blood stained Yifu’s fanatical and contorted face. Her expression was unchanging now, only the vertical pupils, narrowed into slits with excitement, gradually lost their luster.

The highly impactful scene before her left her speechless.

“Yifu, thank you for your devotion to the Demon God. The Demon God will favor you.” Tivena continued speaking. He gently stroked the beautiful head that would never respond to him again, his eyes gentle.

The blood of the Demon Race is also warm.

Qin Qingyi thought blankly.