This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 265

With his veins bulging, Xiao Xingchen was like a demon being devoured by darkness. He was frantically consuming both the black robe and the black clothing on Ruoxue's body.

This is no longer a treatment in the ordinary sense, but a thrilling struggle, a life-or-death battle between the Bronze Tree and the Demon God.

The sacrificial power of the demon god's remains has become an instinct over many years.

Now, some people are attempting to disrupt this fragile balance, like throwing a boulder into a calm lake, creating ripples.

With the balance broken, like a punctured balloon, all the sacrificial power surged towards Xiaoxingchen through Ruoxue like a flood bursting its banks.

The secret room was instantly engulfed in darkness, and Xiao Xingchen's absorption rate was far slower than the rate at which the darkness flowed in.

This is also one of the reasons why Xizhu spared no expense in separating the Prince's Mansion.

Once this black energy erupts, the entire city of Yong'an will be plunged into utter destruction, with countless lives lost. At that time, regardless of their cultivation level, all those summoned by this sacrificial power will have their physical bodies replaced and be draped in black robes.

At that time, countless masters will emerge like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Logically and emotionally, such a thing should never happen.

Imagine, if the entire city of Yong'an were shrouded in black robes and possessed special power from a demon god, it would not only be a catastrophe for the world, but also a disaster for the Nine Heavens.

Xizhu took a deep breath, her thoughts surging like a tide as she tried to recall the rumors about the Demon God's remains. At this moment, she suddenly realized that many of the legends were not unfounded. The scene before her not only confirmed the Demon Lord's existence but also left her utterly astonished.

Although the Demon Lord has passed away, his power remains like a ghost, never fading away.

"The Black Robe, also known as the Spirit-Summoning Robe, is a forbidden technique left behind by the ancient Demon Lord. The black aura swirling around you is like the mysterious power that was born after the Demon Lord's death. This power is different from others, as if it comes from the underworld. To this day, we still cannot understand why the Demon Lord, though gone, can still produce such a strange power."

"Whenever someone offers a sacrifice to the Demon Lord, abandoning their own body, this power will sense it like a ghost and grant the sacrificer extraordinary power. However, in return, their physical body will be stripped away and replaced by this black robe, hence the name 'Spirit Summoning'."

Xi Zhu revealed everything she knew without reservation, because at this moment Xiao Xingchen was exuding an evil aura. His unparalleled sacrificial power surged into his flesh and blood like a flood bursting its banks, causing his eyes to gradually turn black.

Although Xiao Xingchen was still able to maintain his rationality, she couldn't help but worry that if this continued, Xiao Xingchen might become the next Demon Lord, since only a Demon Lord could accommodate such a massive number of black priests.

"Damn it! I should have known better. Since you knew the seriousness of the matter, why were you so determined to save this man in black robes? Why did you drag Ruoxue into this?"

Xiao Xingchen's anger erupted like a volcano. If he hadn't been restrained by the black energy, he probably would have already been unable to hold back and challenged Xizhu to a duel.

“Sigh, there are many things you can’t understand. Don’t dwell on that now. The most important thing is to wake Ruoxue up as soon as possible. Once she returns safely, we can discuss things further.”

How do I wake her up?

"Absorb all the black aura on her body to ensure she is protected from the darkness, so that Ruoxue on the other side can be safe and sound."

"Is it really that simple?" Xiao Xingchen asked suspiciously.

"What else can we do? These two ends are connected through some kind of mysterious ritual. Ruoxue's body at this moment exists in parallel with her body in another time and space. As long as one end is safe and sound, the other end will naturally not have any problems either."

"Let's talk properly once we're safe."

Xiao Xingchen knew this wasn't the time to pursue the matter. After glancing at Ruoxue, whose body hadn't fully recovered, he activated his twin pupils for the first time.

Twin pupils shimmering with stars—this was an ability he awakened after the Bronze Tree. Although he didn't yet understand why his eyes held stars, he refused to believe that a single star couldn't contain this dark energy.

Since his absorption rate couldn't keep up, he decided to exile all of this energy onto the stars. If he had the guts, he'd destroy the stars along with it.

His eyes were terrifyingly deep, and as he channeled all the black energy into them, a agonizing roar echoed throughout Yong'an.

The eyes are, after all, the most vulnerable part of the human body. The sheer scale of the sacrificial power injected caused him excruciating pain, making his entire body tremble.

Correspondingly, the black energy was directly exiled and suppressed by his eyes.

“It works,” he said, enduring the excruciating pain. He began to slow down, hoping that the Bronze Tree would absorb a portion of it, and the remaining exiled stars would remain. By maintaining a balance within his body, he could absorb all the overflowing black energy.

With his efforts, Ruoxue's body began to reappear.

Ruoxue, who was enveloped in the black mist, slowly opened her eyes at this moment. She stared in shock at the wildly flowing black energy around her body, momentarily lost in thought.

"Come back quickly!"

Xiao Xingchen's roar echoed in her mind, jolting her awake. A look of joy spread across her face, but before she could fully register her happiness, it vanished. She saw Xiao Xingchen frantically plundering the black energy. The black energy around the demon god seemed defiant, constantly surging outwards. While this caused Xiao Xingchen considerable trouble, it also allowed her to see more clearly the scene on the demon god's neck.

"There." She hesitated for a moment before rushing forward again. Inside a deathly silent cave, lay a woman. She had never seen the true form of the man in black robes before, but at this moment she was certain that this was the man in black robes.

Without any hesitation, she rushed forward. After entering the cave, she only glanced at the woman's hand and, upon seeing the wound, immediately picked her up and fled frantically into the distance.

As the black-robed body was removed, the ancient demon lord, who had already perished, seemed to be completely enraged. The various prodigies residing on the demon lord's body opened their eyes.

The Demon Lord's remains were originally just shrouded in black mist, but at this moment, a sense of crisis descended from the sky. Ruoxue dared not turn around; she could feel the terrifying aura emanating from behind her.

"Help me buy some time,"

She roared, believing that Xiao Xingchen could sense her danger at this moment. She had already hugged the black robe in her arms. This was the person Xizhu had chosen. Whether it was to repay a debt of gratitude or for other reasons, she had a responsibility to take the black robe with her.

With this in mind, Ruoxue unleashed unprecedented power, and countless sword flowers appeared around her body. Even knowing that it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, she still wanted to give it a try.