In the frigid lands, after my exile, I began to slay demons and monsters.

Chapter 274 Li Clan Gu King

The Spirit Guardians released another batch of demonic bodies that had lost their souls. However, this time, the bodies were significantly weaker and less powerful than before, and could no longer rampage like the previous ones. They could only work with the Spirit Guardians to barely hold off the Li and Wu tribesmen on the outer perimeter.

No matter how much slaughter is happening on the outside, it's not the main point. The city hidden deep in the mountains—Twin Radiance City—is the root of both races.

Tianxian led nearly ten thousand Imperial Guards to surround the ancestral lands of the Li and Wu tribes.

A Li ethnic saintess was carried on the body of the Gu Diao and hovered in the sky above the clan's territory. A Li ethnic saintess stood in front of Ying Long, blocking all the Li clan members in the territory.

The ten great shamans of the Wu tribe, clad in golden armor and standing ten feet tall, stood in front of the Wu tribe chief.

Ning Xiaoxi watched from afar and saw that the Li tribe had actually subdued two powerful demons with complete divine souls. It was truly a collaboration between humans and demons! However, since the two holy maidens had allied with the demons, they would naturally no longer be chosen by the Gu King, and they did not possess the Gu King's aura.

[Tuanzi, what is the aura of the Gu King? How do I know those two don't have the Gu King on them?]

The Gu King was captured from space a thousand years ago by the strongest warrior of the Li tribe, a star warrior. No one knows its exact form. The Gu King will automatically find its next host before the host dies. Each host parasitized by the Gu King will be designated as a holy maiden or holy son by the Li tribe.

[Does the chosen one not even know what form it takes?]

[A starry sky mark will appear on the chest of the chosen person; no one can forge it. Whether it's a holy son or a holy daughter, they are merely vessels and cannot control the Gu King.]

[What the hell is the point of raising this Gu King? It's not as useful as those two, the Gu Eagle and the Yinglong!]

The significance of the Gu King lies not in battle, but in its legacy.

Therefore, the holy maiden who possessed the Gu King has already escaped.

[You were so focused on watching the fight that you didn't notice, so who else can you blame?]

Ouch, I'm going to vomit blood! Ning Xiaoxi felt like she was suffocating!

After calming herself down, Ning Xiaoxi opened the map.

Well, it's almost out to sea.

He turned around and ran towards the location indicated by the red dot.

Wait, wait a minute! Let me take another look!

"What are you watching? How are the Gu Diao and Ying Long killed? Or how are the Li and Wu tribes wiped out?" Ning Xiaoxi stepped forward. "We still have our mission, so let's not watch the spectacle." She wasn't a savior, nor could she turn the tide and stop the royal family's advance. Since she couldn't stop it, she might as well go with the flow.

Ning Xiaoxi stopped and greeted the incredibly beautiful woman in front of her, "Hello!"

The moment Ning Xiaoxi appeared, four pale blue shadows materialized around the woman, protecting her. The woman also looked warily at the petite, slender woman with an imposing presence.

"Originally, I didn't want to show up. I just wanted to take advantage of the chaos, but you ran away too fast!" Ning Xiaoxi said helplessly. She took out the Spirit Crystal Cage and passed by the group like a wisp of smoke. She picked up the Holy Maiden and ran away.

By the time the four guards realized what was happening, their holy maiden, who was in charge of passing on the family line, had already disappeared.

While the four were still in a daze, the figure reappeared, smiling as before, "Sorry, I can't keep you here. I've already seen what I look like, and it's dangerous."

As the four were pondering the meaning of these words, everything went black, and they knew nothing more.

The calm seas of the South China Sea were unlike anything Ning Xiaoxi had ever seen before; there wasn't even the slightest impact on the coast, making it seem like a dead sea.

As far as the eye could see, the surface of the South China Sea resembled a vast, still, and undisturbed dark mirror, frozen in place. The seawater lacked its characteristic clear blue, instead displaying a oppressive deep gray, as if shrouded in a thick haze, devoid of any vibrant life. In the far distance, where the sea met the sky, no bright light penetrated; only a chaotic blend of gray and darkness remained, as if heaven and earth had lost their boundaries in this deathly silence.

Looking around, the islands, large and small, scattered across the sea, were now swallowed by deathly silence. The vegetation on the islands no longer swayed in the wind; the trees were withered and twisted, their branches drooping, lifeless, as if petrified. On the beach, there was no longer the rustling sound of seashells being washed ashore by the waves, no longer the hurried tracks of crabs; only vast expanses of lifeless sand, appearing particularly lonely in this oppressive atmosphere.

Listen closely, and the once resounding roar of waves crashing against the rocks and the clear cries of seabirds have vanished without a trace. The South China Sea is utterly silent, save for the occasional whisper of the wind, a hollow and mournful sound that adds to the deathly stillness. This silence is not ordinary quiet; it is a profound, chilling stillness, as if time itself has stopped flowing, all signs of life ruthlessly stripped away, leaving only this desolate world. In this endless silence, one deeply feels the awe-inspiring yet despairing power of nature.

[Tuanzi, is this the South China Sea?]

Before Tuanzi could answer, a rustling sound came from behind.

Ning Xiaoxi turned around and saw the Li ethnic saintess, whom she had trapped in the cage, gripping the railing with both hands, staring at the silent South China Sea, struggling to move towards the sea, and muttering repeatedly, "How could this be? How could this be?"

"Then what do you think it should be like?"

Upon hearing Ning Xiaoxi's voice, the saintess stopped moving. Her deep eyes fell on Ning Xiaoxi, and her expression remained unchanged. "In my memory, the seawater was azure, with waves crashing against the shore, the cries of seabirds, and the powerful figures of sea beasts roaming freely."

Ning Xiaoxi looked at the Dead Sea in front of her, and it really didn't resemble anything at all. "Are you sure you're talking about this coastline?"

The saintess's hollow voice continued, "Although I have been hiding in the deep mountains for a thousand years, this is still the first place I settled in and the last place I saw. I will not mistake it."

Ning Xiaoxi raised her hand and retracted the Spirit Crystal Heart Cage. "After hiding for a thousand years, I was still forced out."

Seemingly unconcerned about her situation, the saintess stepped to Ning Xiaoxi's side and asked, "Who are you?"

"Just a minor Taoist priest."

"You're not one of that old ghost's men?"

Ning Xiaoxi turned her head and looked at her in confusion, "What old ghost?"

"The one who led the Imperial Guards to attack my Li tribe's sacred land."

"I only know his name is Tianxian. I've met him twice, but we're not close."