After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 226 - If He Doesn’t Show Up, Killing You Feels Eerie

As expected, An Luo Yi knew this expedition was bound to be an ambush.

It seemed He Ange had foreseen this too, which was why he repeatedly warned her to be cautious about her safety...

Soaring through the icy skies, An Luo Yi’s expression was grim.

She could feel an overwhelming demonic energy rapidly closing in behind her—unstoppable and terrifying.

“Stop running!”

“This area is already sealed by Moon Sect’s secret barrier! An Luo Yi, today is your death day!”

Mu Yanli’s voice was filled with murderous intent. In mere moments, she activated her blood frenzy state. Her flawless yet demonic face became adorned with spreading curse marks, and her blood-red eyes burned with the desire to defeat the Destined Heroine. frёeωebɳovel.com

This time, Mu Yanli had come fully prepared.

Seven Void Refinement-level demon saints, three Void God-level demon lords, and even a Heaven God-level demonic artifact were in play.

The barrier created by the combined power of three Void God-level demon lords wielding the demonic artifact was so potent that even a demigod would struggle to escape!

The only downside was that activating such a high-tier artifact required some preparation time...

At this moment,

The moonlit barrier began rising from all directions, slowly sealing the area. However, there was still one narrow gap left—An Luo Yi’s only chance of escape!

But as she fled,

An Luo Yi spotted a young man in golden dragon robes flying on his sword ahead of her.

“An Luo Yi? What are you doing here—?!”

Seeing the barrier about to close,

Li Zi Jing was already fleeing for his life. But when he noticed the silver-haired maiden speeding toward him from behind, his face turned pale with despair.

According to the plan,

Li Zi Jing should have had plenty of time to escape. However, An Luo Yi had acted swiftly, and Moon Sect, eager to capture her, activated the demonic artifact before Li Zi Jing could safely retreat.

To make matters worse,

An Luo Yi’s sword-flying speed far surpassed his own. This led to the awkward situation where Li Zi Jing, in the middle of fleeing, was caught by An Luo Yi.

At this moment,

Both An Luo Yi and Li Zi Jing were heading toward the same narrow gap in the barrier—their only escape route.

Whoosh!

As she closed in on Li Zi Jing,

An Luo Yi didn’t hesitate. Summoning her silver phoenix sword to her hand, she leaped through the air with killing intent radiating from her.

“What are you doing?!”

Li Zi Jing turned to see the silver-haired maiden charging at him with her sword drawn.

“You caused this. It’s only fair you die in my place.”

Her voice was cold and emotionless.

In the next instant,

She transformed into a streak of silver light and lunged forward.

Before Li Zi Jing could react,

The maiden’s first strike severed his legs.

But she didn’t stop there.

Rushing forward with three quick steps,

She delivered a powerful kick to his face—sending him flying dozens of meters into a city wall with a loud crash that left a massive hole.

Boom!

The explosion echoed as Li Zi Jing slammed into the rubble, unconscious.

Meanwhile,

The white-haired witch was closing in from behind.

Standing atop the city wall,

An Luo Yi grabbed Li Zi Jing by his collar without hesitation and flung him backward like a piece of trash—using him as a human shield against Mu Yanli’s pursuit.

When Mu Yanli saw Li Zi Jing hurtling toward her,

She raised an eyebrow slightly.

“Don’t kill me! We’re on the same side!”

“My grandfather is a first-rank immortal minister of Dragon Dynasty—?!”

Before he could finish pleading,

Mu Yanli swung her crescent blade—slicing through him effortlessly. Without even glancing back, she continued chasing after the silver-haired maiden.

Even An Luo Yi couldn’t help but widen her eyes slightly at this sight—her cold expression momentarily giving way to disbelief.

Li Zi Jing was Li Nanshan’s grandson and a known collaborator with Moon Sect. An Luo Yi had assumed he might buy her some time as a hostage. But Mu Yanli seemed hell-bent on killing her today!

“An Luo Yi, you should feel honored!”

“A first-rank immortal minister means nothing compared to your head!”

Seeing An Luo Yi’s momentary shock,

Mu Yanli sneered coldly. Having absorbed Li Zi Jing’s blood and spiritual energy, her power surged—allowing her to close the distance even faster.

“You crazy woman...”

An Luo Yi muttered under her breath.

With Mu Yanli’s speed increasing rapidly,

An Luo Yi felt genuine despair setting in.

Li Zi Jing had proven useless as a hostage. Not only did his death fail to delay Mu Yanli—it actually fueled her pursuit with renewed vigor!

“This isn’t good—”

Sensing the chilling murderous intent closing in,

An Luo Yi dodged to the side just in time to avoid one of Mu Yanli’s crescent blade strikes.

But as Mu Yanli caught up to her,

The moonlit barrier created by the demonic artifact finally descended fully—sealing them inside.

At that moment,

Countless demon saints and lords unleashed their power—rushing toward An Luo Yi from all directions.

Surrounded on all sides,

They activated a deadly formation centered on the snowy ground beneath An Luo Yi’s feet. Chains of demonic energy erupted outward—binding her tightly at the center of their trap.

Now,

Facing an onslaught of demon saints and lords,

An Luo Yi’s beautiful face betrayed fear and despair. Her body trembled as she realized there was no escape—no sense of safety left within her.

Boom!

Snow cascaded down as demonic energy surged around them.

From within a deep crater in the snow,

Mu Yanli emerged—her blood-stained white hair flowing as she stood tall. A cold smile curled on her lips—a predator savoring its prey.

An Luo Yi gritted her teeth defiantly—but her limbs were bound by chains of demonic energy. Surrounded by dozens of demon saints and lords, she was utterly powerless to resist!

In this desperate situation,

She prepared to use her final trump card—burning her soul essence for one last stand against these demonic cultivators.

But then—

She noticed something strange:

Mu Yanli wasn’t focused on her anymore?

The witch showed no urgency to kill An Luo Yi.

In fact,

She seemed disinterested in watching the Destined Heroine’s despair—instead glancing upward at the eastern sky with a mix of curiosity and unease.

After a long pause,

Mu Yanli finally returned her attention to the trapped silver-haired maiden.

Breaking the silence,

She clicked her tongue thoughtfully:

“An Luo Yi, I can’t shake the feeling that capturing you was too easy.”

“He Ange hasn’t shown up yet—and it’s making me feel like there’s something chilling at my back.”

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Far to the east—

A massive army of tens of thousands of demons marched forward—armored in black with beast-mounted cavalry and floating warships. The dark mass moved like an unstoppable force—leaving nothing but desolation in its wake.

Atop the lead warship,

A young man in moon-white robes stood at the bow—gazing into the distance with a faint smile on his lips.

Behind him,

A tall and imposing white-haired demon lord stood with arms crossed—a cold smirk on his face:

“It’s been over a century since my demon army last marched...”

“Their bloodlust has been awakened—and it won’t be sated until they’ve tasted blood.”

Turning toward the robed youth beside him,

Dongfang Zhou patted his shoulder meaningfully:

“Lord He.”

“If I fail to capture Mu Yanli as you suggested—I’ll sacrifice you to appease my army.”

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