Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess

As the Demon Core disappeared, the demonic power within the little boy dissipated like a flood bursting through a dam.

At the same time, his appearance aged at a speed visible to the naked eye, eventually transforming into a gaunt, bald old man with a face full of spots.

The old Taoist looked desperate and knelt down with a thud: "Spare me, Immortal Venerate!"

Jiang Shouzhong asked, "I ask you, where are the others?"

The old Taoist hurriedly replied, "They are hiding within the forbidden area. After Lou Wanmo was severely injured, he opened the Blood Spirit Array, and the Master is breaking the array, preparing to capture them alive."

Master?

Jiang Shouzhong frowned: "Who are you people? Why are you attacking the Blood Spirit Cave?"

The old Taoist quavered, "Great Hero, I don't know either. I was originally just a small demon within the Ten Thousand Mountains. Later, the Master granted me a chance, and that's how my cultivation surged, becoming a Great Demon.

I don't know who the Master is, only that he is formidable. As of now, among the eight major forces of the Demon Clan, he has already subdued four. Currently, only the Sky Demon Sect, Thousand Beasts Forest, Blood Spirit Cave, and Dead Man Island remain."

Jiang Shouzhong was very surprised upon hearing this.

Since the Demon Venerable's fall, the Demon Clan had been scattered, with no one having the capability to unify them again.

Unexpectedly, a mysterious master appeared out of nowhere and subdued half of the Demon Clan's forces in such a short time, and now he was fiercely repressing the Blood Spirit Cave.

Who could be this powerful?

However, upon hearing that the others in the Blood Spirit Cave were trapped in the forbidden area, Jiang Shouzhong, afraid that Jiang Que was also inside, dared not delay and killed the old man, then hurried toward the direction of the forbidden area.

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The immense cave was suffused with a sense of despair.

The remaining thirty-some disciples of the Blood Spirit Cave were all gathered here, and each time a crack appeared in the Barrier to protect the array, their faces grew paler.

Compared to everyone else's panic, Jiang Que appeared rather calm.

For someone who regarded life and death with indifference, she simply didn't care about dying.

The only regret was not having consummated her marriage with Jiang Shouzhong, which now seemed destined for the next life.

The cave master of the Blood Spirit Cave, Lou Wanmo, sat cross-legged on a stone platform, her beautiful face devoid of a single trace of blood. In fact, her presence was almost undetectable.

Only her occasionally rising chest proved she was still alive.

"It's over, the Mountain Protection Array can't hold them off at all."

A female disciple said in despair.

Jiang Que sat on a stone platform next to Lou Wanmo, swinging her slender legs casually, and sneered, "If it can't hold them, then let it be. At worst, we die, after all, everyone in this world ultimately has to die."

"That's easy for you to say!"

A gaunt male disciple spat in anger, "The person outside already offered conditions. As long as we turn off the Mountain Protection Array, he will spare us. You're the one insisting on obstructing it!"

"Do you think wolves outside will keep their word?"

Jiang Que chuckled dismissively as she leaped down from the stone platform. Her skirt adorned with golden butterflies swept over stains of blood on the ground as she raised her eyes with a cold smile, "Master saved you fools at great cost, and it was all for naught."

"But that's better than waiting for death!"

The gaunt male disciple, his eyes reddened, turned to the shadows of the stone cave, "Senior Brother, why don't you say something!"

A tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

The man, hair bound with a jade crown, was handsome in appearance, and was none other than the senior brother of the Blood Spirit Cave, Xiao Yuheng.

"Junior sister is right, we have no reason to trust those outside, taking down the array would also lead to our deaths."

Xiao Yuheng's voice was gentle and warm.

The gaunt male disciple clenched his fists: "But... aren't we waiting for death all the same now?"

Xiao Yuheng pondered momentarily, then looked at Jiang Que and said:

"Junior sister, how about this, we dismantle the Mountain Protection Array and pretend to surrender, then you act and take Master away in the chaos, I will try my best to hold off those outside."

Jiang Que said coldly, "Can you think of a way to hold them off?"

Xiao Yuheng produced a jade pendant: "Junior sister, this Blood Pendant was given to me by the cave master as a magic artifact, you take it first, and when the Mountain Protection Array opens, you just need to hold here."

Xiao Yuheng said this while walking toward Jiang Que.

And just as the two were less than three feet apart, Xiao Yuheng suddenly raised his hand, and the Blood Pendant transformed into a cold light aimed at Jiang Que's forehead.

"Ding!"

The sword light suddenly appeared, exploding into a circle of blue poisonous mist.

Jiang Que, stepping three fathoms back, shook her slender wrist slightly, dispersing the blue poison powder attached to her sword while smiling, "Senior Brother, playing mind games with me, do you think your junior sister is foolish?"

Xiao Yuheng's face turned as dark as ink: "Junior sister, why not give yourself a chance to live?"

"What? Do you also believe those outside would spare us?"

Jiang Que had her sword tip inclined toward the ground, and the blue poison mist trickled down the blade, corroding fine holes into the flagstone.

"In the end, we must take a gamble, mustn't we?"

Xiao Yuheng swept his long, narrow eyes over the surrounding fellow disciples, speaking coldly,

"Do you all really think you can fight to escape? The ones outside want Lou Wanmo. If you younger brothers and sisters trust me, follow my lead to open the Mountain Protection Array and hand over Lou Wanmo. Not only will we survive, but we might even gain a great opportunity."

Those present looked at each other in dismay.

The Blood Spirit Cave is different from other sects; deceit is commonplace among disciples.

But after all, Lou Wanmo is the Sect Leader.

When have disciples ever betrayed their leader for survival?

Xiao Yuheng sneered, "The opportunity is right in front of you, just depends on whether you value it or not."

The skinny disciple who previously shouted to surrender was the first to draw his sword:

"Senior Brother is right! A wise man knows when to submit to circumstances. Let's rid ourselves of this scourge first and then beg pardon from those outside!"

At that moment, a cracking sound came from the cave ceiling, as countless fractures spread across the barrier light curtain.

Everyone's expression changed dramatically.

"Take action!"

Xiao Yuheng ordered, "She has drained seventy to eighty percent of her cultivation healing Lou Wanmo, kill her first!"

The initially wavering ones gritted their teeth and attacked Jiang Que together.

"Heh, fools indeed."

Jiang Que tapped her toes on the ground, spinning into the air; her embroidered skirt fluttered open in the Gang Wind, like butterfly wings in dance.

Sword lights shot out like stars.

Before three people could react, they were blinded by a dazzling light, followed by sharp pain in their eyes, screaming in agony.

Jiang Que mercilessly delivered her strikes, and with a flash of sword light, three people fell into blood pools.

Without pausing, she charged at the skinny male disciple, her voice cold as frost: "The Greed Sword does not covet one's own life."

The sword light surged violently, as if a bloody moon had ascended in the sky.

The skinny male disciple hastily raised his sword to block, but the blade shattered inch by inch upon touching the blood light.

The sword light continued uninterrupted; amidst his horrific screams, his entire right arm along with half of his body was sliced away by the Sword Qi, exposing bones while blood gushed out.

The man fell to the ground, curling up in pain, his screams echoing in the stone cave.

Jiang Que trod through the sea of blood, placing her sword tip against the man's throat.

The girl glanced around, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Guess, dear brothers, will the ones outside break the array first, or will I be faster in slaughtering you all?"

The remaining disciples turned pale, trembling as they retreated, none daring to step forward.

Just as the girl finished speaking, the stone cave ceiling erupted with a loud crash.

Stars and fragments of the blood-colored barrier simultaneously cascaded down.

Jiang Que swung her sword up.

Bang!

The girl was sent flying, her back slammed heavily against the stone wall, a thread of fresh blood seeping from the corner of her mouth.

From the dust emerged several figures.

Leading them was a tall man dressed in a black cloak.

The man wore a gilt mask covering his face up to the nose bridge. Both hands had Mystical Steel Eagle Talons, with barbs and blood grooves on the knuckles, remnants of shattered bones could be seen upon close inspection.

"Little girl, you were still too soft-hearted, sparing some pity for your fellow disciples."

The deep eyes beneath the mask examined Jiang Que, his voice deep and grave, "Had you acted earlier, you would have already eliminated these ingrates before I arrived.

Nevertheless, Yan Changqing's swordsmanship does appeal to me, though... it seems in this life I won't have the opportunity to experience it personally."

Jiang Que wiped the blood from her lips, sneering, "You are not worthy to be my master's adversary."

Swish!

The girl wielded her sword again.

However, despite her exquisite swordsmanship, it was simply insufficient against overwhelming power.

The man casually raised his hand, and the Mystical Steel Eagle Talons caught hold of the long sword.

Then he effortlessly crumpled the sword into a ball of scrap, reaching like lightning for the girl's slender neck.

Jiang Que narrowly avoided the claws, just about to dodge, when her shoulder was seized.

Rip——

The girl's tender flesh was torn away.