darknovel Chapter 252 The Bystander Hidden in the Shadows
Chapter 252 The Bystander Hidden in the Shadows
Mo Chengyue quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, his brows furrowed tightly.
At this moment, she was poisoned by an extremely potent aphrodisiac, and the spiritual energy in her body had been almost completely depleted by the poison.
At this moment, Su Qingying and Jin Qiaoqiao, relying on their powerful eyesight at the Core Formation stage, were able to see the face of the person in the deep pit ten miles away.
Su Qingying's usually calm face showed a rare look of shock, and the knuckles of her fingers gripping the sword turned slightly white.
"That's the Holy Maiden Lin Miaoyin. How could someone at the late stage of Core Formation end up in such a miserable state?"
"Can't you tell?"
Yu Jianhuan sneered as he replied.
"Her undisguised fiery temper and seductive charm must have been caused by the extremely vile lustful poison of other sects in the demonic path."
"The other demonic sects also don't know how to cherish women, actually throwing such a beautiful woman onto a rock."
Jin Qiaoqiao also gasped.
"Your Hehuan Sect's Holy Maiden is usually so arrogant, but today's near-death feverish state is truly an eye-opener."
"If she is taken away by this person, her fate will be ten times worse than death."
"Stop making sarcastic remarks."
Mo Chengyue stared at the figure slowly descending from the sky.
"That guy is the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and his strength is at the peak of the late Core Formation stage."
"The fact that this person could force Lin Miaoyin to destroy her cultivation and fight to the death means they have a trump card that could definitely kill us."
"Junior brother is just feeling sorry for your old flame."
Yu Jianhuan nudged Mo Chengyue in the chest with her elbow.
"If you want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress, I, your senior sister, will not stop you."
"Stop joking, I don't have time to be the first to stick my neck out."
Mo Chengyue decisively stretched out his hands and forcefully pressed down the shoulders of the women around him who were trying to get up.
He flipped his palm over, and tossed two top-grade concealment talismans, gleaming with golden light, into the air.
The talisman spontaneously combusted without wind, transforming into an invisible array that blocked sight and energy, firmly enveloping the four of them in the shadow of the rocks.
"No one should move, and especially no one should show any murderous intent."
Mo Chengyue stared at the black and gold figure in the distance, his eyes deep and cold.
"This young master of the Heavenly Demon dares to be so arrogant, he must have some tricks up his sleeve."
"I'll figure out his tactics before I make any moves. Rushing out now will only be a pointless suicide."
Within the shadows of the rocks enveloped by the supreme concealment talisman, the lingering dust gradually dissipated as the cold wind blew between the cliffs.
The air still carried the pungent smell of blood and the odor of burnt earth.
Mo Chengyue narrowed his long, narrow eyes, his immense divine sense penetrating the restless spiritual energy ripples in the air.
Silently, he probed the deep crater ten miles away, fixing his gaze firmly on the barely breathing figure in black robes.
The details fed back by his divine sense allowed him to immediately see the situation at the bottom of the pit.
Lin Miaoyin was in a very miserable situation. Her once gorgeous pure black Taoist robe was tattered and torn, and large patches of her snow-white skin were cut by rubble, leaving shocking bloodstains.
The yin spiritual energy within her body had completely dissipated, rendering it utterly incapable of organizing any effective defense.
An unusually domineering and frenzied heat was burning her meridians and reason.
This was the vile and incurable poison of lust found in the demonic path, and at this moment her face was flushed with a morbid, irrational redness.
She huddled in the pile of rubble, her fair hands gripping the soil tightly, her fingernails bleeding from the force of her grip.
The pipa that had been with her for many years was broken in two and lay silently not far from her side.
"This woman is about to collapse; the toxins in her body have completely suppressed her cultivation."
Mo Chengyue transmitted his voice to the three women beside him, keeping his voice extremely low, giving off an air of an outsider observing.
Su Qingying gripped the hilt of the Azure Spirit Sword tightly, her brows furrowing slightly. Her swordsmanship instincts told her that she deeply abhorred such insidious methods.
"This kind of behavior is disgusting. A perfectly good late-stage Core Formation cultivator has been forced into a desperate situation."
She turned to look at Mo Chengyue, her cool voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger.
"If your Hehuan Sect's Holy Maiden were to fall into such a state, and this demonic cultivator were to succeed, we righteous sects would also lose all face."
Yu Jianhuan gave a soft hum, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye twitching slightly with the movement of her facial muscles, her words carrying a hint of schadenfreude.
"Junior Sister Su, you're wrong about that. Our Hehuan Sect is a demonic sect, so how can we have any righteous face?"
"Besides, this Saintess Lin is usually aloof and doesn't care about anyone. Today, she has been defeated by the young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect, which can be considered as retribution."
Jin Qiaoqiao didn't rush to express her opinion. Instead, she gently covered the penetrating wound on her left shoulder with her hand and carefully observed the movement in the direction of the pit.
Her demonic instincts told her that the descending black mist posed a deadly threat.
The figure clad in black and gold armor descended slowly to the edge of the pit amidst a piercing whistling sound.
The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect was surrounded by a chilling, eerie light, and his violent demonic pressure, typical of the late-stage Core Formation realm, poured out without reservation.
The demonic energy on his body materialized into long black whips, crackling and snapping in the air.
This force directly crushed the remaining rocks around them into powder, and even forcibly widened the cracks in the ground.
He looked down at his prey at the bottom of the pit, raised one of his armored feet, and casually kicked away a piece of gravel blocking his way.
"Why is Saintess Lin running so slowly? Where did that fierce determination she showed go?"
The young master of the Heavenly Demon Sect laughed out loud, his words filled with the absolute arrogance of a victor.
He watched with great interest as Lin Miaoyin writhed in agony under the torment of the aphrodisiac, thoroughly enjoying the process of trampling this unattainable beauty underfoot.
"In the end, the women of your Hehuan Sect are nothing more than vessels for men to use for sexual stamina. Who are you trying to fool with this act of being unyielding to the death?"
"If you kneel down and beg me now, and take off these tattered clothes, I might consider sparing your life."
"You've always prided yourself on being pure and innocent, but once you're in my bed, you'll know how pleasurable it is to be the exclusive prostitute of my Heavenly Demon Sect."
He bent down, the black armor clanging against each other with a cold metallic sound, and continued to spew out all sorts of foul and obscene language.
"I will take you back to the Heavenly Demon Sect and chain you to a pillar with the finest chains, so that all the demon generals can witness the alluring charm of the Holy Maiden of the Joyful Union Sect."
These words transformed into the sharpest daggers, attempting to utterly destroy the self-esteem and will of the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect at the last moment.
Lin Miaoyin bit her lip at the bottom of the pit, and the blood that overflowed dripped down her chin into the soil, but she didn't even have the strength to curse back.
Hidden within the formation, Yu Jianhuan and Jin Qiaoqiao truly felt the terrifying pressure that surpassed that of ordinary Core Formation Perfection cultivators.
This force, transmitted over a distance of ten miles, still managed to disrupt their breathing rhythm.
"This young master of the demonic path is too powerful and acts without any bottom line, so the few of us are probably no match for him."
Yu Jianhuan quietly transmitted her voice to Mo Chengyue, unconsciously leaning back as if trying to distance herself from the outside world.
She has always believed in the principle of seeking advantage and avoiding harm, and when encountering a master of this level, running away is the wisest choice.
"Junior brother, let's stop watching the show. Exposing our aura now would be like playing with fire. The best course of action is to remain still and retreat quickly."
Jin Qiaoqiao nodded in agreement, a wary glint flashing in her golden vertical pupils.
"Senior Sister Yu is right. This person dared to torture even the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect to death. He must have something to rely on."
"My injuries haven't fully healed yet. If a fight really breaks out, I might not be able to help you. Instead, I'll just be a burden to you."
Mo Chengyue did not reply immediately. At the moment he confirmed Lin Miaoyin's miserable state, his heart, which adhered to the law of survival, still experienced a violent fluctuation for half a breath.
His mind raced back to the woman's aloof and dignified demeanor on the rocky hill.
At that time, she was still able to maintain the dignity of the Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect under the siege of the Haoran Sword Sect.
That was her moment of high status, but now she is reduced to a plaything to be humiliated at will.