"Mm!"

Injured, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body closed her eyes, a faint blush spreading across her face as she spoke weakly, "Chen Hao, I trust you!"

Her words had barely faded when, with a "clang", the Heartless Sword in Chen Hao's hand collided with Tu Yi's Frost Sword.

Tu Yi gritted his teeth, unwilling to believe that Chen Hao, whose Spiritual Power had been weakened, could still contend with him.

So he injected even more Yin Qi Spiritual Power into his Frost Sword.

Relying solely on his Inner Strength, Chen Hao naturally couldn't withstand the profound Spiritual Power of Tu Yi. Thus, in a short time, his Heartless Sword broke into two under the pressure of the Frost Sword.

Chen Hao's eyes shone brightly, and he immediately carried Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body and fled west.

However, it wasn't long before Tu Yi caught up with him.

Tu Yi threw his Frost Sword, aiming straight at Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body on Chen Hao's back.

In an instant, Chen Hao turned around, and then the Frost Sword pierced directly into his left chest.

"Uh!" After a painful scream, Chen Hao knelt in the snow.

"Ah!" Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body opened her eyes, "Chen Hao, are you alright?"

At that moment, Tu Yi approached them again.

Seeing Chen Hao repeatedly risk his life to save Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body, Tu Yi developed a sense of admiration for Chen Hao.

"You and I, we have something in common," Tu Yi said to Chen Hao. "You love her, so you fight to protect her with all your might. I admire that, but I'm also sorry because I must kill her!"

Then, Tu Yi looked towards Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body and said, "I'm truly sorry, but I have to kill you. The only thing I can do is not to kill him."

"Alright!" Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body responded, "Remember what you said, you won't kill him."

For her at that moment, Chen Hao's life or death was of the utmost importance.

"What are you thinking!" A flash of light suddenly sparkled in Chen Hao's eyes. "As long as I'm here, you won't be in any danger!"

Tu Yi frowned: "You can't save her anymore."

Chen Hao lifted his eyes to Tu Yi: "Who says I can't save her. I may not have a sword in my hand, but I myself am a sword!"

No sooner had Chen Hao finished speaking than a burst of Sword Qi surged from his body.

Tu Yi's expression changed immediately, and he swiftly dodged backward.

This time, Chen Hao's speed outpaced Tu Yi's.

In an instant, he appeared behind Tu Yi, while Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body tumbled to the ground at the original spot.

Afterward, both he and Tu Yi stood motionless.

It was a long time before Tu Yi suddenly fell to the ground, and soon, the snow beneath him was stained red and he was soaked in it.

In the last moment, he had seen Chen Hao transform into a sword and then pass through his body.

Initially, he had only felt a slight twinge of pain.

However, as he began to move, a bone-piercing pain spread through his whole body, and a slender wound spread from his right shoulder down to his thigh,

Unable to bear this unprecedented agony, he collapsed in the snowy field.

"You, are very powerful!" Tu Yi, lying in the snow, said with disbelief in his eyes.

Chen Hao turned back, looking at Tu Yi.

Slowly, Tu Yi climbed up from the ground, then gradually turned around.

Chen Hao saw that the wound on Tu Yi's body was healing quickly, under the effect of the frigid Spiritual Power within Tu Yi.

Tu Yi stood tall, as countless snowflakes rose from the ground and covered his wounds.

In the blink of an eye, the snowflakes had completely merged with his wound, and the sword on his body also vanished without a trace.

"However," Tu Yi continued to speak, "you can't hurt me like this!"

Chen Hao's lips curved slightly as he said, "Do you know what I used to do?"

Tu Yi's expression blanked.

"I used to be an Onmyoji," Chen Hao said, "Actually, the Yang Energy Power in my body is not weaker than the Spiritual Power I possess. Since you've weakened my Spiritual Power, then let me show you my Yang Energy."

"Yang Energy?" Tu Yi frowned, thinking back to the Yang Energy Shield that had blocked his Han Shuang Sword Array earlier.

The fact that it blocked his Han Shuang Sword Array was enough to prove the extraordinary nature of Chen Hao's Yang Energy.

At that moment, a strong burst of Yang Energy surged forth from Chen Hao's body. Chen Hao brought his palms together, his two index fingers pointing up, tightly joined.

"Forbidden Spell, Soul-Binding Art!" Chen Hao chanted.

Tu Yi was startled, having never encountered Yin Yang Arts before, he naturally did not know how to defend against or dispel them.

Just as he decided to distance himself, he suddenly discovered his soul was held fast by an invisible force, rendering him immobile.

So, he exploded with his internal Spiritual Power, attempting to break free from the intangible force binding him.

Seeing this, Chen Hao cast another spell: "Forbidden Blood-Freezing Spell!"

Tu Yi was again taken aback, unsure of what effect Chen Hao's move would have on him.

All he saw was a sword imbued with a pale yellow light shoot out from Chen Hao's body, directly entering his own.

Immediately afterward, his blood froze, and his Spiritual Power ceased to flow.

"Forbidden, Yang Energy Sword Array!" Chen Hao continued to cast Yin Yang Arts, all of which he had learned from the "Yin Yang Exorcism Arts" and had never valued highly before.

Now, under the pressure of having his Nether King's Power weakened, he discovered just how formidable these forbidden spells were.

He had always assumed Yin Yang Arts were only for dealing with demons and spirits in the mortal world, but now he realized that the scope of Yin Yang Arts far surpassed his imagination.

Then, a strong cluster of Yang Energy gathered above Chen Hao's head in the nighttime sky and transformed into countless Yang Energy Swords that struck at Tu Yi.

"Arrghh!" Tu Yi cried out in agony, his Yin Soul seriously damaged by the onslaught of the Sword Array.

At that time, Ye Yuqiao's Nether Soul Body had already arrived behind Tu Yi, with the blood inside her body boiling.

Feeling an intense heat surging toward his back, the immobile Tu Yi closed his eyes, his face ashen.

"Han Shuang!" he whispered the name Han Shuang, his voice filled with unwillingness and despair.

He was so close to being with Han Shuang, yet it seemed he was not fated for such an end.

"Goodbye!" he murmured to himself, with images of Han Shuang flooding his mind, his heart already bidding her farewell.

...

...

Tens of thousands of li away in the snowfield.

The snow wolf was still running, while Han Shuang and Xie Xiaofeng lay on its back, asleep.

"Han Shuang!" Suddenly, in her sleep, Han Shuang heard the voice of Tu Yi.

It was a voice filled with despair!

"Ah!" Han Shuang woke up with a start, and then sat up, her face full of panic.

Xie Xiaofeng was awakened by Han Shuang's cry and opened his eyes, asking, "Miss Han Shuang, what's wrong?"

"Tu Yi, Tu Yi, he, he!" Han Shuang looked toward Xie Xiaofeng, somewhat incoherent.

Xie Xiaofeng's brow furrowed slightly, seeing that Han Shuang was already in tears.

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