Chapter 668: Both Sides Suffer Losses

Jiang Fan's leap covered an astonishing two thousand zhang! That was twice his usual distance!

"What's going on with your Cloud Shadow's second layer?"

"Why are you able to cover such an incredible distance?" Reverend Qinghe found it hard to believe.

He had already perfected the second layer, and a thousand zhang was its absolute limit. But why, despite also being on the second layer, did Jiang Fan leap two thousand zhang?

After a moment of surprise and doubt, he became enraged, his murderous intent growing even stronger:

"Good! Good! You deserve to die even more now!"

*Rip!* He unleashed Cloud Shadow once more, pursuing Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan's expression remained calm as he continuously cast Cloud Shadow. However, his lightning power was far less abundant than Reverend Qinghe's. He couldn't sustain it for much longer!

Finally, as they neared the ground, Jiang Fan's lightning power ran out. Reverend Qinghe, below him, let out a sinister chuckle: "Run, then! Let's see where you can go!"

Without their lightning power, the two of them began plummeting towards the ground. Even without Reverend Qinghe's intervention, they would both fall to their deaths.

Concubine Yunxia gave a bitter smile: "It seems we can't escape death after all. Still, to have contended with a Nascent Soul expert for so long, it's enough to be proud of, even in death."

She looked at Jiang Fan, a look of genuine admiration on her face. A mere Core Formation cultivator, who had not only contended with a Nascent Soul expert for so long, but had also injured him to this extent. If word got out, no one would believe it.

Seeing the rapidly approaching purple lightning, Concubine Yunxia resolutely released Jiang Fan's hand: "I'll go first!" She struggled to unfurl her nine broken tails, which had not yet recovered. Then, she bravely charged towards Reverend Qinghe, like a moth to a flame.

Just as she was about to fall, Jiang Fan wrapped his arm around her slender waist. Immediately after, they soared into the air once more. Upon closer inspection, it was Jiang Fan, standing on his flying sword, soaring through the sky!

"Void-Stepping Flight?" Concubine Yunxia's jaw nearly dropped. Wasn't this a secret technique unique to human Nascent Soul cultivators? Just how many astonishing abilities did this man possess?

Reverend Qinghe's expression also froze, and deep astonishment appeared in his aged eyes.

"What powerful swordsmanship! He can even control his sword with qi and fly through the air! So, not only are you skilled in the lightning path, but your swordsmanship is even more astonishing!" Even as a Nascent Soul expert, he sensed Jiang Fan's terrifying comprehension. Given time, Jiang Fan would certainly become a hidden danger!

His murderous intent intensified!

"Die!" He wouldn't wait any longer! He drew out all the lightning power from his body, gathered it in his palm, and roared: "Indestructible Blade!"

*Rip!* A massive lightning blade, a thousand zhang long, streaked across the sky, violently slashing towards Jiang Fan!

At that moment, Jiang Fan had reached the edge of the ground. He shouted loudly: "Haimei!"

On the ground, by the rift, the Demon King Haimei, hiding in the shadows, showed a slight change in expression. She had already arrived at the location. Jiang Fan had also sensed her position through the Karmic Necklace.

The master and servant shared an excellent understanding. One had lured Reverend Qinghe to this spot. The other was hiding by the rift, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Reverend Qinghe using the Demon Emperor's scale.

But there wasn't enough time! She decisively leaped out, throwing the scale towards the terrifying lightning blade!

*Crack!* The scale shattered. A massive beast claw, large enough to obscure the sky, slammed down against the lightning blade. Two destructive attacks, both at the Nascent Soul realm, collided violently!

*Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!* Jiang Fan instantly lost his hearing from the shock, and blood streamed from both his ears. Immediately after, came the terrifying shockwave from the collision!

Jiang Fan felt like a small boat caught in a tsunami, about to be swallowed whole the next instant. At this critical juncture, Concubine Yunxia unfurled her nine tails, shielding their backs, then embraced Jiang Fan tightly.

*Boom!* The terrifying shockwave instantly blasted the two of them away.

Jiang Fan's vision went black instantly. A long while later, he gradually heard anxious calls of "Master, Master, Master..." in his ears. Only then did he slowly open his eyes, barely regaining consciousness.

A searing pain assaulted him, almost making him faint again. His gaze swept over himself, and Jiang Fan gasped sharply! His abdomen had been blasted through, a gaping hole revealing his internal organs. His right leg was reduced to bloody bone, all flesh destroyed. His entire body suffered multiple fractures. Some broken bones even pierced through his skin, exposed to the air.

"Master! You scared me to death!" Haimei cried, lunging forward excitedly. Fearing she might injure Jiang Fan, she quickly reined in her strength, gently wrapping her arms around his neck. Crystalline tears trickled down, landing on Jiang Fan's wounds and making him wince in pain.

"Did you give me a Rejuvenation Pill?" Jiang Fan noticed the taste in his mouth. Haimei wiped away her tears and nodded: "Master's heart had stopped beating just now. Thankfully, I remembered you had a Rejuvenation Pill on you."

Jiang Fan clicked his tongue in amazement. In all his cultivation, he had never sustained such severe injuries. He had nearly lost his life here. The might of a Nascent Soul cultivator was truly terrifying!

Suddenly, Jiang Fan urgently asked: "Where is Concubine Yunxia?" He looked around and found Concubine Yunxia lying beside him, her aura faint.

She didn't appear as severely injured as Jiang Fan externally. However, being unconscious was actually more troublesome. Jiang Fan quickly took her pulse. After checking, his expression instantly became grave: "As expected, her soul has been injured!"

Haimei's expression changed: "Is it curable?"

Jiang Fan's face was grim: "It's very difficult. Soul injuries are the most troublesome. It would require refining a fourth-grade spiritual pill."

"A spiritual pill of that level requires incredibly expensive ingredients just for the materials. Even if both humans and demons searched, they might not be able to gather them all!" Haimei covered her lips with her hand.

So, did this mean Concubine Yunxia... would perish? Recalling when she had found them, Concubine Yunxia, even while unconscious, had been holding Jiang Fan tightly in her arms. Haimei had to exert great effort to pry her hands apart. A mist welled up in her eyes:

"Actually, Concubine Yunxia is truly a very gentle person. It's just that she didn't know how to interact with Master."

Jiang Fan was also moved. He hadn't expected that in their most perilous moment, it would be Concubine Yunxia, who outwardly disliked him the most, who would use her own life as a shield to save him. If she hadn't blocked most of the shockwave, Jiang Fan wouldn't have even had time for the Rejuvenation Pill to save his life.

"Master, is there any way to save her?" Haimei asked, tears in her eyes, unable to bear the thought.

Jiang Fan lowered his head. He wanted to save Concubine Yunxia more than anyone. But, a clever housewife cannot cook without rice. If materials couldn't be found by either humans or demons, where would he find them...?

"Wait!" Jiang Fan suddenly remembered something, and a glint flashed in his eyes. This was followed by a ruthless flicker. "I almost forgot, there's someone here from some Cang Continent! He might have it on him!"

*Clang!* He drew his gleaming purple sword and said: "Help me into the secret realm!"

Haimei immediately understood that Jiang Fan intended to seize Reverend Qinghe's spatial storage artifact. She asked worriedly: "Master, what if he's not dead?"

Jiang Fan scoffed: "Don't worry! If he still had a single breath left, he would have rushed up to kill us all by now! Since he hasn't, it means he's already half-dead!"

Haimei nodded. With one arm, she carried Concubine Yunxia, and with the other, she supported Jiang Fan. They re-entered the rift. By now, it could no longer be called a mere rift. The clash of two Nascent Soul-level attacks had blasted the area into a thousand-zhang-wide cavern.

Before they reached the bottom, they saw Reverend Qinghe lying on the ground, devoid of breath. Although the previous shockwave had indeed injured Jiang Fan, how much better could Reverend Qinghe, who was already gravely wounded, fare?

"Master! Is he dead?" Haimei exclaimed excitedly.

A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Fan's eyes: "This old fox is cunning. He might just be feigning death! If you want to know if he's dead or not, why don't we test it?"