Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

That mountain peak collapsed with a thunderous roar, sending large chunks of broken ice tumbling down the mountainside, carrying thick layers of accumulated snow, like an avalanche.

Everyone who had followed to this back mountain trembled with fear, including the four Guardians, their hearts filled with inexplicable dread.

Tears welled up in the eyes of some of the Ice Cloud Tower's higher-ups.

They knew that the man's roar was a result of seeing the Sect Leader's miserable state, his heart filled with anger and pain.

The Wind Calamity Cave was a place that filled everyone in the sect with terror.

Once inside, the wind calamities would slice at the body and crack the bones, inflicting endless torment!

In the past, everyone who had been imprisoned in the Wind Calamity Cave had either died or gone mad.

That place was a purgatory, an abyss!

At the mountain peak, in the center of the collapsed cave, Jun Wuxie held Mu Xue Lan tightly, his body trembling uncontrollably.

The person in his arms seemed to only now realize that all of this was not an illusion.

"Is... is it you?"

She asked cautiously, her voice very soft and weak, almost inaudible.

She tried to raise her hand, wanting to touch the man holding her, afraid that this was just a fleeting dream...

"It's me! I'm here, it's me!"

Jun Wuxie grabbed her hand and pressed it against his face.

She felt his flesh, his warmth.

A trace of relief appeared on her lips, hidden beneath her disheveled hair.

Jun Wuxie reached out to brush away her hair, but she panicked, turning her face away, almost pleadingly, and said, "Don't... don't look at me like this..."

"Xue Lan, don't be afraid. No matter what you look like, you are my Xue Lan, the mother of my child, my woman..."

His voice was very gentle, and his movements were also very gentle, carefully brushing away her hair, afraid of startling her, afraid of touching the fear in her heart.

She believed him, slowly turning her head to face him, letting him brush away the strands of hair covering her face.

He seemed to be parting the smoky clouds little by little, finally revealing the bright moon.

Looking at her haggard and gaunt face, his eyes gradually turned red.

The threads of Asura's crimson hue grew increasingly intense, eventually coalescing into blood-colored tears that fell on her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, I'm sorry!"

Jun Wuxie choked, his heart aching to the point of suffocation.

Her beautiful face was now so thin that it was almost unrecognizable, her eye sockets were sunken, her complexion was pale, her lips were chapped, and her eyes, once as clear as ice and snow, were now very cloudy, dim, and lifeless...

"Don't..."

She struggled to open her mouth, but no tears flowed. Prolonged blood loss had left her body parched.

Jun Wuxie held her tightly, tightly in his arms, his heart constantly trembling, trembling, with a pain like a knife cutting into him.

"Don't... don't be sad..."

She finally managed to utter a few words.

"I will never let anyone hurt you again. All who torment you must die, must die!!"

A blood-red, fierce light burst from his eyes, but when it touched her face, it retracted all the ferocity and coldness, becoming very gentle, very gentle.

He quickly refined a large medicinal spirit liquid, slowly and continuously sending life essence into her body.

Gradually, until Mu Xue Lan's life functions gradually stabilized and she was slightly better than before, he stopped.

He picked her up and walked down from the mountain peak.

That aura of violence instantly swept through the entire Ice Cloud Tower.

His body was covered not only in golden blood energy but also in the light of Asura, as red as blood!

He walked down the mountain step by step!

Everyone who had come was pale-faced and trembling, involuntarily retreating with his steps.

"Sect Leader Jun, you must calm down, you can't..."

The two female Saint Realm cultivators wanted to step forward to persuade him.

"Come back, all of you stand behind us!"

The Heavenly Jade Guardian and the others blocked all the higher-ups of the sect behind them, staring intently at Jun Wuxie, who was carrying Mu Xue Lan.

Although they were trying their best to control themselves, their bodies still couldn't stop trembling.

"You! Deserve to die!"

His voice was so cold that it lacked any human emotion, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hells.

The Asura red light flickered in his pupils, instantly plunging people into a boundless sea of blood, making them feel cold all over.

Clang!

A stream of sword energy shot out from Jun Wuxie's body, as red as blood, rising high behind him, the violent killing intent tearing apart the sky, illuminating the surrounding hundreds of miles of snow and ice into a world of blood.

Faced with such an aura, the higher-ups of the Ice Cloud Tower felt their minds about to crack, and an uncontrollable fear from the depths of their souls arose in their hearts, their bodies trembling, almost collapsing to the ground.

The disciples of the Ice Cloud Tower on the other mountain peaks all collapsed to the ground, cold sweat soaking their entire bodies, without any strength.

The four Guardians forcibly supported their bodies, resisting the fear brought about by the terrifying killing intent impacting their minds, their bodies also weakened, unable to stand firmly.

Their faces were pale, their pupils lost focus, and they almost couldn't control themselves from kneeling before him.

"No... don't..."

Mu Xue Lan used all her strength to grab Jun Wuxie's arm, making an almost pleading sound.

Jun Wuxie looked down at her, his body trembling, and the Asura sword energy also trembled, emitting a zheng sound.

The terrifying sword intent continued to spread, impacting the eight wastelands, causing the mountains and earth to shake.

He wanted to kill but couldn't!

The hostility in his heart, the anger in his heart, the pain in his heart, were like being gnawed at by wild beasts.

Seeming to feel his heart-wrenching pain, Mu Xue Lan choked and said, "I know you feel sorry for me, and I also know the pain in your heart. I only ask you to spare their lives..."

"Ah!!"

Jun Wuxie roared to the sky, shattering the clouds in the sky, cracking many mountain peaks, causing a terrifying avalanche!

His roar lasted for a long time, causing the higher-ups of the Ice Cloud Tower nearby to bleed from their ears, their faces filled with horror, their bodies completely collapsing to the ground. Only the four Guardians knelt on one knee, desperately supporting themselves!

Venting the hostility in his heart, he lowered his head, and there was a gentle color in his blood-red eyes, and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"Shall we leave here?"

"Okay, I'll take you home, our home!"

The blood color in Jun Wuxie's eyes gradually faded, gently stroking Mu Xue Lan's thin face.

He picked her up and walked away.

"Mu Xue Lan, we don't care if you beg for mercy!"

The Heavenly Jade Guardian gritted her teeth and said coldly.

"We regarded you as our own, cultivated you from a young age, and loved you! But you betrayed us, betrayed the sect, and colluded with wild men to deal with us, causing my Ice Cloud Tower to suffer unprecedented humiliation. You are a sinner of the sect!"

"You willingly debased yourself, almost dragging the entire sect down with you. You are not worthy to be a member of my Ice Cloud Tower!"

Jun Wuxie, who was leaving, suddenly stopped, and the Asura blood color that had faded in his eyes quickly filled his pupils.

The terrifying killing intent once again enveloped the Ice Cloud Tower.

The hearts of those higher-ups, which had just relaxed, instantly tightened.

"Guardians, don't say anymore!"

Some higher-ups were angry. People were about to leave, but they were still provoking him madly.

Even if they had any unwillingness in their hearts, they should choose to remain silent in the face of such a situation!

They looked nervously and terrified at Jun Wuxie, who was holding the Sect Leader, stopping, and his body was constantly trembling due to violence and anger, their hearts were cold.

Jun Wuxie looked down at Mu Xue Lan, but this time she didn't say anything, just sighed, painfully closed her eyes, and there were some tears in the corners of her eyes.

She didn't know how much the Guardians hated and loathed her to scold her for being cheap in front of so many higher-ups in the sect.

Why wouldn't they let her go? Even at this time, they still used sharp words to sting her.

Could it be that the torment she had suffered in the Wind Calamity Cave these days was not enough?

Jun Wuxie summoned Lan Lan, and he put Mu Xue Lan on Lan Lan's enlarged back and turned to walk towards the four Guardians.

The powerful Asura killing aura enveloped this place, suffocating everyone, it was a tremor from the soul.

"You lecherous thief, you devil, we are not afraid of you. We are the Guardians of the Ice Cloud Tower, and we will never surrender to you!"

"If you have the guts, kill us!"

"Come on! Kill us! Haven't you, this demon with the blood of sin, killed enough people?"

They laughed madly, completely losing the demeanor of a sect's Guardian.

Slap!

A slap was fiercely slapped on the face of the Heavenly Jade Guardian, knocking her to the ground.

Then, three consecutive loud slaps sounded, and all four Guardians were slapped to the ground.

Under the impact of the Asura killing intent, they had no room for resistance at all.

"You, a person with the blood of sin, we regret being soft-hearted at the beginning and not killing that slut Mu Xue Lan, otherwise, we might have seen you in agony today, hahaha!"

The Guardians laughed like crazy.

"Slut!"

Jun Wuxie uttered two words coldly.

He grabbed the hair of the Heavenly Jade and Earthly Jade Guardians and dragged them to the front of the Dry Jade and Kun Jade!

Then, with two hands, he grabbed the hair of the two Guardians and dragged them towards the Guardian Peak.

He had been forcibly restraining his killing intent!

He knew that although Mu Xue Lan didn't say anything, she didn't want them to die in her heart.

Therefore, he would not kill them, but he had to humiliate these sluts severely!

The higher-ups of the Ice Cloud Tower watched helplessly as he dragged the Guardians away, landed on that mountain peak, and dragged them into the Guardian Palace where the Guardians usually lived.

Soon, terrified screams, heart-wrenching cries, and desperate weeping came from inside the palace.

No one knew what exactly happened inside.

But those who heard these sounds could guess that they must have encountered the most desperate and painful thing in their lives.

This process lasted for several hours, and the sobbing inside had long since become hoarse.

The women of Bingyun Tower were all paralyzed on the ground, looking at each other's ashen faces and dim eyes.

What had happened to their guardians that they would collapse to this point, crying so bitterly like ordinary women?

At this moment, the sounds inside had become almost inaudible.

"Kneel down, kneel properly for me!"

The man's cold voice came from inside, causing the high-level members of Bingyun Tower to tremble.

"Tell me, who are you people?"

It was still the man's voice.

"We... we..."

The crying voice came out again.

"Speak!"

The man's voice was domineering and cold.

"We are whores, we are whores, please let us go, let us go, please, wuwu..."

Several female voices inside cried out in despair, their voices filled with fear, as if facing a monstrous beast.

Then, it became quiet inside again.

Not long after, Jun Wuxie walked out of the palace.

There was still a trace of Asura red in his eyes, and his expression was cold.

Returning to this mountain peak, he glanced coldly, and all the women couldn't help but lower their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

"You better stop cultivating the 【Ice Muscle Jade Bone Art】 immediately, otherwise you women will sooner or later become playthings in the hands of the high-level members of various forces!"

Jun Wuxie coldly left these words, rode on Lan Lan's back, hugged Mu Xuelan, and disappeared in an instant.

It wasn't until a long time had passed that the women of Bingyun Tower recovered from their fear.

They looked at each other blankly, remembering what the terrifying man had said before he left.

What exactly did he mean, why would he say such a thing?

They were in a state of confusion, feeling both fear and humiliation, looking at the guardian palace, worried about the four guardians, while thinking about what the man had said.

They realized that their ice-cold hearts, which should have been calm, had not played any role today, and were even more不堪 than other martial artists when faced with fear.

......

As night fell, in the Ancient City of Beiyuan, in a small courtyard bedroom of Jubaozhai.

Warm water vapor rose from the wooden barrel.

Jun Wuxie carefully washed Mu Xuelan's body clean, hugged her emaciated body and lay on the bed, wrapping her whole body in his broad, warm embrace.

"Wuxie, in the guardian palace... what exactly did you do to them... what did you do?"

After a long silence, Mu Xuelan finally asked the question she had been wanting to ask all the way.