Song Zhi'ang: Don't Hurt Him! Come at Me...

With Lu Tian's arrival, the atmosphere instantly grew incomparably heavy. Watching Lu Tian radiating thick demonic flames, Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes, his mind strained to the absolute limit. He felt an immense, overwhelming pressure radiating from the man. That suffocating weight... was as if a mountain ten thousand zhang tall were collapsing straight down upon him! The rushing wave of asphyxiation left him struggling to breathe. Meng Wanshu felt the same. Glancing toward Ye Feng, she noticed his expression was exceptionally ghastly—pallid and ashen, fear flickering in his eyes, cold sweat beading on his forehead. Grip tightening on the Snow Shadow Sword, Meng Wanshu stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Guanqi, simultaneously placing herself between Ye Feng and Lu Tian. Sensing Meng Wanshu's movement, Li Guanqi glanced back at Ye Feng as well. Assuming Ye Feng was merely overwhelmed by Lu Tian's coercive aura, he didn't pay it too much mind. Speaking rapidly, he said, "The three of us just need to join forces and stall for time! I've already contacted my grandfather and other seniors to come back us up. All we have to do is hold out." Yet even as the words left his mouth, Li Guanqi's heart began to sink bit by bit. He could already sense the shifts in the surrounding space. A spatial power far greater than the three of them combined had sealed off the entire domain! Not only that, but Li Guanqi also realized Lu Tian had shifted this entire domain away from beneath Xiantu Cliff. Even he had no idea where they were now. Li Guanqi failed to notice that behind him, Ye Feng's gaze remained fixed on the wretched figure of Song Zhi'ang, his eyes flickering with complex emotions. With matted hair plastered against her face, Song Zhi'ang seemed to sense Li Guanqi's aura, and a mournful smile tugged at her lips. Right after that came the auras of Meng Wanshu and Ye Feng. Following her senses, Song Zhi'ang looked toward Ye Feng. Her lips trembled and moved, but no sound came out. Yet Ye Feng clenched his fists tight, knowing she was worried about Li Si'ang! Now a youth, Li Si'ang had grown aloof and cold, showing the warmth of his true nature only before Song Zhi'ang. Ye Feng gave a slight nod, signaling to her not to worry—he would take good care of Li Si'ang. Just then, Lu Tian seemed to notice the silent exchange between them. Hoisting Song Zhi'ang into midair with his left hand, the sinister, bewitching corners of his lips curved up into an eerie smirk. "Do you think it doesn't matter even if you die? "Do you think everything will be fine as long as that brat Li Si'ang lives? "Hahahaha! "Did you two really believe I wouldn't notice those petty little tricks of yours? Amusing. How utterly amusing!" With that, Lu Tian looked up at Ye Feng and sneered mockingly, "Ye Feng, did you honestly think I wouldn't find out you hid Li Si'ang in the mountains of Daochan Domain?" Lu Tian's words made Li Guanqi's brow furrow in complete bewilderment. Furthermore... who was Li Si'ang? Before Li Guanqi could ask, Ye Feng's expression shifted drastically. He fished out a special scroll, only to find it was already shattered! Catching sight of this from the corner of her eye, Song Zhi'ang was instantly driven into sheer madness! Her eyes filled with blood, veins bulging as she glared death at Lu Tian. "Lu Tian! If you dare harm him, I'll drag you to hell with me even if I die!" In an instant, demonic qi surged to the heavens. Countless sharp spikes erupted from Song Zhi'ang's body! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The eerie black spikes tore right through Lu Tian's body, yet the ambiguous smirk never left his face. He simply let the spikes streak through him in blurs of afterimages, piercing straight through his flesh. But soon, Li Guanqi noticed something amiss. The spikes piercing Lu Tian's body were never retracted by Song Zhi'ang. Lu Tian was absorbing her power bit by bit. Suddenly, Song Zhi'ang jerked her head with violent force to tear herself free, ripping away a large patch of her own scalp in the process. Demonic qi surged as her limbs regenerated at a rate visible to the naked eye—a truly bizarre and terrifying spectacle. Lu Tian stood where he was, watching with a faint smile. He looked up, his gaze sweeping over to Li Guanqi as he chuckled softly, "Li Guanqi, do you feel no hatred seeing her before you? If she hadn't saved me with that soul lamp in hand, I never would have been able to abduct Ye Feng. Hahahaha! Aren't you going to kill her?" Hearing this, Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes, a glint of cold light flashing within them. He naturally wanted to kill Song Zhi'ang, but for some reason, he felt there was something strange about all this! Lu Tian... what was he really trying to pull? The aura erupting from the freed Song Zhi'ang was not the least bit inferior to Ye Feng's. Li Guanqi had no idea what kind of power had allowed the two of them to advance at such a terrifying speed, but it was certainly no ordinary path. While Li Guanqi was still turning the matter over in his head, Lu Tian suddenly waved his hand to conjure a screen of light. Within the rippling images lay a space saturated with demonic qi, where a clean-featured young boy hung trapped in midair. Several demon spirits with crimson eyes, visibly formidable, eyed the boy hungrily, poised to devour him in the very next breath. Her long hair dancing wildly in the wind, Song Zhi'ang froze. With a thud, she fell to her knees, pressing her hands together in desperate plea. Tears welled in her eyes as her body trembled, terrified of what was about to unfold. "No... no, no, no... "I beg of you! Hall Master! Please, don't let him be demonized... "As long as you let him go, I will agree to any condition!" A playful grin touched the corners of Lu Tian's mouth as his gaze drifted casually past Li Guanqi. In a teasing tone, he asked, "Any condition at all?" At that moment, Ye Feng suddenly roared, "No! Don't you dare agree to anything! You'll be falling right into his trap! Have you forgotten what I told you before?!" Song Zhi'ang snapped her head toward Ye Feng, her eyes filled with reproach. Staring at him with bloodshot eyes, she said in a chilling voice, "I know. But... as long as my son can live, I will pay any price!" Meng Wanshu stared at Li Guanqi and sent a voice transmission, her tone icy cold: "What does this mean? She has a son? Whose?" Li Guanqi shrugged helplessly and replied in exasperation, "How should I know whose?" Looking toward Ye Feng, he furrowed his brows and asked, "When did she have a son? Don't tell me it's between you two..." Ye Feng's face darkened, and he hurriedly explained. Right after, Lu Tian waved a hand to conjure a throne of skulls amidst the sky! Seated upon that pitch-black throne, Lu Tian rested his head on his hand and smiled. "Fine, then. Since you're willing to agree to anything... "Go ahead and kill Li Guanqi." At those words, Ye Feng squeezed his eyes shut in agony. What he feared most had finally come to pass. Even now, he had no idea when Lu Tian had discovered where he had hidden Li Si'ang. Perhaps... Song Zhi'ang kept her head lowered, her face blank and her eyes flickering, lost in thought.