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第一千四百六十五章 有情有义

At least for now, the Hundred Flowers Fragrant Array posed no significant threat.

Prayji's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he let out a heart-stirring roar and vanished in an instant. He charged towards New Moon like a bolt of lightning.

It wasn't instantaneous teleportation, but his speed was comparable to it.

This was the terrifying burst of power that Prayji, one of the Four Fiends of the Spirit Realm, possessed. The distance of dozens of feet seemed to vanish as New Moon barely had time to react before Prayji was already closing in on her.

Shock and fear were the only emotions on her face.

Back when she roamed the Spirit Realm, everyone respected her father and master, so even though New Moon had advanced to the Profound Abyss stage, she faced almost no danger. But now, Prayji posed a real threat.

However, just as he was about to strike, a man with an ancient and refined appearance appeared before New Moon, his chest outstretched in front of her.

It wasshrinking technique!

Although not as fast as teleportation, the distance between them wasn't far. Using this technique allowed him enough time to react.

With a determined look on his face, he shouted, "Princess, run quickly!"

He then reached into his waistband and summoned a shield with a sharp top and flat bottom.

"Are you out of your mind? Do you think you can stop me?" Prayji's face was filled with disdain as he continued his charge towards the shield.

A burst of spiritual light erupted!

Though this shield was a decent ancient treasure, it couldn't withstand Prayji's attack. In just an instant, it shattered like paper under his claws.

But in the clash between experts, every millisecond counted. New Moon, who had been struck by fear, finally regained her senses and retreated with her precious item.

"Trying to run away!"

Prayji's iron-like voice echoed as he pursued his enemy's disciple with increased speed.

The man with the ancient appearance remained resolute, not dodging even when his shield was destroyed. He transformed into a streak of light and charged straight at Prayji.

"This guy is crazy," Lin Xuan exclaimed from afar. The man’s actions were tantamount to seeking death, using his life to buy New Moon time to escape.

Wasn't this princess just being spoiled? How could her subordinates be so loyal? Didn’t all cultivators prioritize their own interests?

Lin Xuan was bewildered by the scene before him, which contradicted his understanding of cultivators. However, he believed there must be a deeper reason.

Prayji was equally shocked but didn't let it distract him. The mere presence of an insignificant late-stage Immortal Core cultivator daring to act this way infuriated him even more.

The strength in his claws increased as he charged forward and collided with the man.

A shower of blood rained down, and the thin layer of protective spiritual light was useless. Prayji's claw pierced through the man’s chest.

Surprisingly, there was no pain on the man's face, nor any fear of death. He had anticipated this outcome.

With a single-minded desire to die, he focused solely on ensuring New Moon escaped.

In Prayji's shock, his own Immortal Core showed no intention of escaping, even though it was severely injured and close to death. With a determined look in its eyes, the Immortal Core declared, "Don't try to catch up with the princess. Watch this, self-destruct!"

With a loud explosion, a brilliant light filled the air.

To an Existence Stage cultivator, an Immortal Core cultivator might not seem formidable, but under normal circumstances, they were on par. The self-destruction of a late-stage Immortal Core cultivator was no less powerful than that of an ordinary Existence Stage veteran in anger. Prayji's claws had already pierced the man’s body, and he chose to die bravely.

Prayji never expected such a result.

His expression turned from rage to shock, even with a hint of fear.

Then, the huge figure of this beast was consumed by brilliant spiritual light. After a moment, a loud noise echoed.

"Bloodly!"

At that moment, New Moon had fled several dozen miles away. The battle had frightened her so much that she froze when she saw the massive fluctuations in spiritual energy from afar. Her face showed complex emotions—pain, anger, and self-blame—but ultimately, she lacked the courage to return. This escape was won by Bloodly's sacrifice.

With clenched teeth, she transformed into a streak of light and continued running. But whether this short distance would be enough for her to escape remained uncertain.

New Moon didn't know.

But Bloodly did.

Bloodly’s death meant that New Moon had escaped, but he still stayed behind. He couldn’t leave because the time was too short for New Moon to be safe. He must sacrifice himself like Bloodly, using his life to buy more time for her escape.

Although unwilling, she understood. Just as Bloodly, who was also a cultivator and self-interested, would have done.

For the sake of New Moon, she didn't want to die, but if it meant saving her own children, she could give up her life without hesitation. Mother's love was the greatest thing in this world.

Who said all cultivators were selfish? In fact, their emotions were no different from ordinary people; they just found it harder to be moved by them due to the allure of immortality.

Finding New Moon had been driven by the promise of great rewards, but encountering Prayji was unexpected. Even a fragment of his soul was too powerful for Bloodly and Bloodly’s companion to handle. If New Moon died here, her father would be furious, and they would face severe punishment—most likely soul extraction and eternal damnation.

If that wasn't enough, as the most favored daughter, New Moon's death would affect not only them but also their family and friends. A cultivator's wrath could lead to bloodshed.

Bloodly’s situation was similar. With no hope of survival, he chose to fight Prayji for more time. Even if they both faced certain death, the safety of his kin in the Spirit Realm would be preserved.

Moreover, New Moon would surely repay him for saving her life when she returned to the Spirit Realm. Her children’s future cultivation would be smoother with her help.

Who wanted to die? But for their most important family members, lives could be sacrificed. Cultivators were just as emotional and loyal. Therefore, Bloodly and Bloodly's companion showed no fear when facing Prayji; it was their only choice.

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