Fu Xie Lan raised her hand, and at that moment the raindrops stopped in the air.
"What...What happened?" panicked one of the black witchs when he felt his chest begin to constrict.
"Th-that, isn't that demon mode?" Someone stuttered again when he saw Fu Xie Lan's eyes that seemed to be blazing.
Instantly the five black witchs knelt on the ground unable to control their bodies. Even to breathe feels like being stabbed by a thousand needles and nails.
Whereas Guards Bai Mo and Wan Lie who saw Fu Xie Lan in midair, just froze, frozen on the spot.
The figure they saw was Fu Xie Lan, but the two men knew very well that the one standing in the air was not the girl they were used to meet. It seemed like someone was controlling the girl's body, even with her aura, they couldn't feel it at all.
However, Wan Lie and Bai Mo remained where they were, not moving an inch. The two of them stared fixedly at the figure in the white dress covered in blood in the air without blinking a second.
The remaining four black witchs were now resigned, while the man who was Wan Lie's previous opponent was still with a straight expression, no look of fear or anything like that, so it would be very difficult for others to guess what was going on in his mind.
Fu Xie Lan who stopped the raindrops in the air only moved her fingers briefly and suddenly the raindrops coalesced into hundreds of ice spears with tips that resembled blazing embers and aimed at the five black witchs below.
"Master, what should we do now?" said one of the black witchs in one breath.
"Use your blood to escape," replied the man who was Wan Lie's previous opponent.
"B-but sir...."
"If you are afraid, then be prepared to die," said the man again and then bit his lip until he bled while chanting a spell.
While the remaining four black witchs joined in doing the same, what they were about to do was one of forbidden magic and very risky.
"Destroy..." said Fu Xie Lan as she shot the ice spear at the five black witchs.
The explosion echoed again, followed by a puff of black smoke that was created right where the black witchs were before, black smoke that was not affected at all by the rain.
Wan Lie and Bai Mo involuntarily held their breaths while witnessing all of this.
As the black smoke dissipated, the two men's brows knit together with frowns becoming more pronounced.
Neither Wan Lie nor Bai Mo, neither of them found a single figure of the previous five black witchs, leaving only their black robes and all of their clothes torn with the spearhead that was buried a little deep in the ground.
Yes, they disappeared or rather just their bodies disappeared.
The rain that had previously stopped in the air was now pouring down on the ground again.
"Hahaha."
The sound of laughter boomed out, making Wan Lie and Bai Mo' stand on end.
It was Fu Xie Lan's laugh, but somehow it sounded completely different.
The girl's fiery red eyes stared intently at the five black witchs who disappeared suddenly.
And right after saying that, the red light that enveloped Fu Xie Lan's body slowly faded away as the girl's eyelids closed.
The lotus petals that were blooming under her feet were also slowly fading away with green mixed pink mana flowing towards one of the girl's fingers, coiling there again to form a lotus ring like before.
And at that very moment, Fu Xie Lan's body fell.
Seeing this, Wan Lie immediately moved quickly and managed to catch his mother's body while holding back the pain from the wound on his shoulder.
The rain that never stopped managed to create pools of pools of blood from those who had died horribly. Immediately the scenery around the main family residence's castle was filled with pools of blood along with the blackened ground from the previous battle.
All the black witchs in that place had died, leaving only Wan Lie and Bai Mo who were still in a conscious state. As for Ju Xian, Xue Ning, and Hao, their circumstances were not much different from Fu Xie Lan's.
The two of them then moved to lift the bodies of the four people, taking shelter on the edge of the castle.
After doing so, Bai Mo again sent a message through his crow creation.
"Why are they taking so long?" Wan Lie mumbled sitting next to his mother who was lying unconscious while leaning against the castle wall, Bai Mo did the same thing.
"Maybe they will come soon enough," Bai Mo replied. In the man's mind, from the first time he met Wan Lie, he already had crazy thoughts, only that he kept pushing them away and refused to believe in his thoughts.
A tired sigh escaped from between the lips of the two men. There was still quite a bit of mana in their bodies, it was just that they were injured due to their previous carelessness. However, none of them felt any regrets, because what had happened to them was the risk of saving Fu Xie Lan.
The gaping wounds on Wan Lie and Bai Mo could be seen emitting a very faint white smoke, it was due to the natural healing process of their bodies.
Demons can quickly heal wounds on their bodies.
Suddenly two figures appeared in front of them making Wan Lie and Bai Mo startle and put on a wary attitude.
However, when they saw who it was, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief again and the muscles of the body that had tensed for a few seconds also relaxed again.
That figure was Elder Huang Bao with Xue Ying.
"XUE NING...." the man panicked when he found his little sister lying unconscious.
Meanwhile, Elder Huang Bao immediately approached Fu Xie Lan whose whole body seemed to be covered in blood.
Checked Fu Xie Lan's pulse than to the body that seemed to be seriously injured, but only a few seconds later, a sigh of relief escaped from his lips.
"What happened Uncle?" asked Wan Lie.
"Don't worry, there are no significant injuries on her body. Maybe we just need to wait a few days and she will come back to her senses," replied Elder Huang Bao.
"Thank you Bodyguard Bai Mo, for taking care of and healing my disciple," the old man said again to the white-haired man next to him. Elder Huang Bao thought that it was Bai Mo who healed the wounds on Fu Xie Lan's body.
"I didn't heal her."
"Huh? What do you mean? Then where did the blood that filled my disciple's dress come from?"