Chapter 1102 - 295: Old Grievances Gather Before Flying Tiger Pass, Life and Death Pact Within the Bright Jade Technique

At the critical moment, a voice as clear as a morning bell echoed from the cliff, "Demon, cease your madness!"

Master Yuxu descended with a step on the Bagua position, the golden silk cloud patterns on his robe glimmering under the moonlight.

He lightly swung his long sword, and the airflow stirred by the "Tai Chi Light Splitting Duster Technique" swept away all the poison needles like a mythical dragon flicking its tail.

The Wudang Seven Sons Sword Array followed closely, the seven long swords interweaving into the Beidou Star River, with sword Qi crisscrossing, causing the blood corpses to emit a chorus of wails.

Yun Wuyue stumbled and was blown backwards, her red dress fluttering in the airwaves, her eyes flashing with either hatred or envy.

Suddenly, the Blood Rakshasa charged out from the shadows, the blood-colored claw shadow clashing with Yu Fangzi’s long sword, sparking a shower of sparks. "Grand Squad Leader, catch this!"

Liao Pei executed the Long Arm Fist to smash open the blood corpses, tossing over a jar of strong wine.

Shi Feiyang understood, the Celestial Frost Blade soaked in wine executed the move "Lamp Picking in Drunkenness," its saber light enveloped in roaring flames, reducing five blood corpses to ashes.

Yun Wuyue, seeing the tide turn, her eyebrows arched, emitted a sharp whistle like tearing silk.

In an instant, those blood corpses with fangs bared and claws outstretched seemed to have their souls withdrawn, retreating into the dark abyss under the cliff.

She glared at Shi Feiyang with hatred, her eyes seemingly about to shoot fire, "Consider yourselves lucky today, next time we meet, I’ll ensure you understand the consequences of offending me!"

Before her words fell, her figure flicked away, disappearing into the dense fog, leaving only a faint, cold laugh echoing in the air.

Shi Feiyang was anxious, unable to spare a thought for pursuit, he immediately focused all his energy on saving Su Qinghan.

The ice-blue True Qi in his palm flowed like a babbling stream, continuously entering Su Qinghan’s body, engaging in a fierce clash with the evil poison.

The two starkly different forces collided within Su Qinghan, red and blue intertwined, as if an enthralling life-and-death battle.

Finally, with a crisp snap, the red thread like a venomous snake coiled around Su Qinghan’s neck broke.

The Emei Female Hero slowly opened her beautiful eyes, still carrying a trace of confusion, "Thank you, Hero Shi, for saving my life..."

Her voice was weak, yet filled with profound gratitude.

Shi Feiyang let out a long breath, his tense nerves finally relaxing. Instinctively, he turned to search for that familiar figure, only to see Guo Xiangyu’s white clothes already soaked in blood, like a white plum blossoming in a pool of blood.

However, her face bore a radiant smile, brighter and gentler than the spring sun, more resplendent than the stars in the night sky, "Husband, I knew it, as long as we’re together, there’s no obstacle we can’t overcome!"

Shi Feiyang felt a pang in his heart, quickly stepping forward to hold her tightly in his arms.

He could feel her body’s trembling, and could smell the pungent scent of blood on her. "Silly girl," his voice choked, filled with tenderness and guilt, "Don’t take such risks anymore, if something were to happen to you, how could I live on alone?"

Guo Xiangyu buried her face in his chest, listening to that familiar and strong heartbeat, she sighed in happiness, "As long as I can be by your side, I fear no danger. You are my sky, my earth, my entire Jianghu..."

She lifted her head, eyes full of emotion, "Promise me, no matter what happens in the future, don’t face it alone, okay?"

Shi Feiyang lowered his head, gently kissed away the tear stains at her eyes, "Alright, I promise you. For the road ahead, we’ll walk it together."’

At this moment, the mist by the cliff gradually dissipated, and the east began to glow with the white of dawn.

The first ray of morning light pierced through the darkness, shining upon the couple who had braved life and death, bestowing upon them a golden radiance.

In the distance, the mountains loomed indistinctly in the morning light, witnessing this indelible love affair in the Jianghu.

The twilight dyed Flying Tiger Pass in the color of blood, the battle flags on the city walls ragged like soul-summoning banners amid the smoke of gunpowder. Shi Feiyang stepped across the scorched earth, his boots crushing a rusted arrowhead, the ice-blue True Qi revolving in his palm, dispelling all the residual evil poison around.

He looked back at Liao Pei, the dark cloak flapping in the wind, "Elder Liao, the Wudang Seven Heroes and Heroine Su’s Sword Array has formed, with fire rising on three sides of this city, the opportunity to defeat the enemy is at hand."

Guo Xiangyu gripped the Mandarin Duck Saber, the silver bells on the scabbard trembling lightly, "I will go with my husband!" Shi Xiong’s White Rainbow Treasure Sword unsheathed, excitement glowing in the young man’s eyes as Xie Wenying silently fastened the steel claw to his wrist.

Liao Pei clasped his fists, the force of the Long Arm Fist causing the stones on the ground to dance, "Rest assured, Grand Squad Leader, the disciples of the Heroic Sakura Association will show these rebels what the true path is!"

Deep within Flying Tiger Pass, the bronze mirror in the secret chamber shattered amidst the flames of war, the fragments reflecting Yun Wuyue’s face, pale as paper. She clutched half of the "Miaojiang Secret Manual," the peacock plumes long broken, the scattered poison needles glowing dark red in the firelight, like congealed blood droplets. Hearing footsteps, she struggled to turn her head, the silver ornaments in her hair jangling softly with her violent coughs, "Shi Feiyang, you have come after all..."

Shi Feiyang sheathed the Celestial Frost Blade, the ice-blue True Qi in his palm forming a flowing shield of light, "Let go of your obsession. The Yun Family Massacre was indeed a plot by villains, the Imperial Court has dispatched the Inspector of Eight Prefectures to thoroughly investigate..."

"Investigate?" Yun Wuyue suddenly laughed maniacally, the black blood oozing from her mouth dropping on the secret manual, spreading into ghastly patterns, "My father died with his heart gouged out, my mother when throwing herself into a well couldn’t even have a whole corpse, my three-year-old brother was eaten by wild dogs... Can these be investigated and returned?"

She staggered to the copper mirror fragments, her fingertips slashed and bleeding, "You speak of embracing the world, but when has the world ever given me a place to belong?" Before her words fell, a dull rumble emerged from the ground.

Yang Yinglong’s rebel Death Warriors detonated powder, the secret chamber shaking violently.

Shi Feiyang roared, "Bright Jade Technique" fully operating, as the ice-blue True Qi formed a dome-like shield.