From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 434 Affection Heats Up During a Crisis

I stared in the direction where the man in black had disappeared, my heart filled with doubt and unease.

I know that this conspiracy is far more complicated than I imagined.

Before I could think it through, a sharp gust of wind swept past my ear, followed by a deafening roar from outside the venue.

"Oh no! Evil forces are launching an attack outside the venue!" Li Xianren's voice trembled slightly. He was so frightened that he hid behind the crowd, not daring to go forward.

I was startled and quickly rushed out of the venue.

Outside the venue was a wide plaza, which had now been occupied by demonic forces.

They were numerous, each with a ferocious face, wielding various strange weapons, and emitting eerie roars, like a pack of raging wild beasts.

Mo Yan's expression was solemn as he quickly directed the demon representatives to engage in battle.

His figure moved like a black lightning bolt, weaving through the crowd, each strike carrying immense power.

The demon representatives also drew their weapons and engaged in fierce battles with the evil forces.

The sounds of clashing metal and the flashes of magic intertwined, creating a chaotic scene of battle.

"Don't panic, everyone! Fight back together!" Mo Yan's voice sounded particularly firm amidst the chaos, but the number of demons was too great, and the demon representatives were gradually becoming overwhelmed.

The Wind Demon King also took action personally. His aura was majestic and domineering. Every time he swung his long sword, large swathes of demonic forces were cut in two.

However, the attack from the evil forces was too fierce, and he showed signs of fatigue on his face.

"Wind Demon King, we can't hold on any longer!" A demon representative's voice was filled with despair.

At this moment, Elder Sun was at a loss in the chaos. He looked around, not knowing which side to support, and could only anxiously watch from the sidelines.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked very anxious.

Fairy Zhao tried her best to help the injured representatives, her hands constantly emitting a healing light, but her strength alone seemed insignificant in this chaos.

I saw her

"Fairy Zhao, hold on!" I shouted as I rushed to the front line.

My heart was burning with rage. The attacks by these evil forces not only threatened the exchange between immortals and demons, but also posed a threat to the lives of everyone.

I unleashed my magic, and streaks of sharp sword energy flew from my hand, striking several members of the demonic forces.

But more people surged forward, and I felt the sword in my hand getting heavier and heavier, and my body was also feeling a bit strained.

"Xiao Yao, step back!" A familiar voice rang in my ears. I turned around and saw that Wen Chen had been standing next to me at some point.

His gaze was unwavering, and he held a longsword that gleamed in the light.

His appearance seemed to bring a glimmer of hope to this chaotic battle.

"Wen Chen, there are too many of them, we can't hold them off!" I said, panting.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Wen Chen's voice was deep and powerful. His words were like a reassuring pill, and a warm current surged in my heart.

Wen Chen made his move; his swordsmanship flowed like clouds and water, each swing carrying immense power.

Members of the evil forces fell one after another under his attack. His figure stood like an indestructible barrier in the crowd, protecting me and the representatives around me.

"Everyone, follow me and resist together!" Wen Chen shouted, his voice full of confidence and determination.

His appearance greatly boosted the morale of the representatives from both the immortals and demons, and everyone followed his command to work together to fight against the evil forces.

However, the attacks from the evil forces did not weaken as a result; on the contrary, they became even more intense.

Their eerie weapons drew strange streaks of light in the air, each attack carrying a powerful impact.

Wen Chen and I fought side by side, and with our tacit understanding and strength, we gradually stabilized the situation.

"We can't let them succeed!" I shouted, my swordsmanship becoming even more ferocious.

Wen Chen and I coordinated our attacks perfectly, and every time we fought together, we inflicted heavy losses on the demonic forces.

Just then, the Wind Demon King's voice came from afar: "Everyone retreat, retreat into the venue. We will fight on two fronts, inside and outside the venue. We cannot let them break in!"

Demon Flame responded swiftly, directing the demon representatives to retreat gradually while continuing their resistance.

The appearance of the Wind Demon King slightly weakened the offensive of the evil forces.

Wen Chen and I seized the opportunity and quickly retreated into the venue.

However, just as we were about to retreat back to the venue, a powerful spell descended from the sky and struck us directly on the head.

Wen Chen quickly shielded me behind him, and the longsword in his hand emitted a bright light, blocking the attack of the spell.

"Xiao Yao, step back first, I'll cover you!" Wen Chen's voice was firm and powerful.

I glanced back and saw that the Demon King and the Demon Flame, leading the demon representatives, had stabilized their defenses.

Fairy Zhao and Elder Sun followed behind us, their expressions tense but resolute.

"Okay, be careful!" I nodded and ran into the venue.

Just then, a dark figure suddenly descended from the sky and headed straight for Wen Chen.

Wen Chen turned around abruptly, his longsword flashing out like lightning to block the attack from the dark figure.

However, the dark figure was also extremely powerful, and the two immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

My heart tightened, and I turned to go and help Wen Chen, but the Wind Demon King's voice came again: "Xiao Yao, don't take any risks, leave this to us!"

I stopped and looked back at Wen Chen, whose figure appeared exceptionally heroic in the battle.

I know he has the ability to protect himself and everyone else.

"Wen Chen, be careful!" My voice echoed in the wind, yet it was filled with determination.

I turned and ran into the venue, secretly determined to protect everyone during this crisis.

The stench of blood and burnt flesh mingled with the cloying sweetness of some kind of demonic incantation, making my stomach churn.

My head throbbed with pain, and each clang of metal against metal and each scream of agony only intensified the dull ache.

My left arm was grazed by a stray dark energy blast, and it felt like it was on fire.

I gritted my teeth, ignoring the stinging pain, and focused on the chaotic scene before me.

The Jade Square, which once shone brightly under the midday sun, has now become a terrifying battlefield.

Dust and debris swirled around me, illuminated by flashes of magic and the eerie glow of demonic weapons.

An evil energy filled the air, crackling and popping.

I could taste the metallic blood on my lips. It wasn't my own blood, but the pungent blood of a fallen demon, which had been too close to the wind blade I had hastily unleashed.

I coughed, and the dust stung my throat.

Good heavens, how long has this battle been going on?

My spiritual power is gradually being depleted, and my movements are becoming sluggish.

I could feel fear, cold and sticky, creeping up my spine.

We are going to lose.

The remaining members of the delegation huddled together, like a small island of resistance in the sea of ​​demonic fury.

Fear contorted their faces, and their eyes widened in terror.

Even the usually stoic Fairy Zhao appeared pale and terrified, and her healing spells were cast more slowly and were less effective.

"Damn it," I thought as I punched a grotesque, lizard-like demon in the chest.

I need... something.

Perhaps it's a miracle.

Then, a figure appeared in the chaotic vortex.

A golden ray of light pierced through the oppressive darkness like a lighthouse.

Warmth blossomed in my chest, dispelling the cold fear.

Warm dust.

He did not simply appear, but rather "descended".

Like a bolt of lightning forged from pure divine power.

A wave of power spread outwards, repelling the nearest demons like throwing rag dolls.

The air shimmered with a faint light, and the stench of the demon was temporarily masked by the fresh scent of pine and sandalwood that emanated from him.

His movements were elegant, a stark contrast to the ferocity of his attacks; his sword flashed like a silver streak, weaving a deadly dance among the terrified demons.

He came to my side, his eyes, usually so gentle, now burning with righteous fury.

He gently brushed a stray hair from my face, and his touch sent a jolt of electricity through my weary body.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." His voice was deep and steady, like a good medicine, soothing my tense nerves.

Oh my god, that voice is so beautiful.

We fought back to back, like a whirlwind composed of divine and spiritual power.

His strength amplified mine, and our movements were perfectly coordinated, like two halves of a whole.

Those demons, initially emboldened by our faltering defenses, now cowered, fear gleaming in their menacing eyes.

I rallied, gathered my last bit of energy, and launched a final, devastating attack.

A pure white light burst forth, obliterating the remaining demons.

Silence descended, broken only by the heavy breathing of the survivors.

The square was littered with the wreckage of battle, looking like a scene from a nightmare.

But we won.

At least we've won for now.

Wen Chen's hand found mine, and his fingers intertwined with mine.

He gently squeezed my hand, his gaze searching my face.

I saw concern, relief, but something else... something that made my heart pound like a trapped bird.

He leaned closer to me, his warm breath brushing against my ear.

"This is just the beginning, Xiaoyao..." he murmured, his voice as soft as a whisper.

Then, his gaze shifted and focused on something behind me.

His expression turned cold.

He released my hand, took a step forward, and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

"somebody is coming……"