By now, the Peerless Immortal Sword alone had held off seven Monster Gods of the Demon race, having already reached his limits.
If the Dragon and Phoenix Clans were to fully side with the Demon race, the Human race would be facing over nine beings surpassing Heavenly Immortals!
Could the Peerless Immortal Sword withstand such overwhelming pressure?
As these thoughts spread, Immortal Lord Mingyue’s heart grew increasingly heavy.
At this moment, all she hoped was for the marriage alliance feast between the two clans to end quickly so she could return to the Human race and relay this information to the other top figures.
Especially to Qin Zheng!
She needed to get him to Wanli Green Mountain at all costs.
Otherwise, the Human race truly might not be able to protect him!
Thoughts surged in Immortal Lord Mingyue’s mind.
And just then, a presence entered her perception.
Shortly after, a Heavenly Immortal of the Dragon Clan stepped out of the void, arriving in the pavilion where she was resting.
In his hand, he was holding Zhao Qingqian, bloodied, limbs twisted, akin to a rag doll.
"A mere Earth Immortal daring to wander around and enraging a top tier of the Demon race, if I hadn’t arrived in time, he probably would have been beaten to death already," he said.
"Keep your people in check," the Dragon Clan Heavenly Immortal said, furrowing his brows lightly.
He then threw Zhao Qingqian, who was half-dead, not saying much more, and turned to leave directly.
Immortal Lord Mingyue reached out to catch Zhao Qingqian, feeling the shattered Inner Heaven and Earth within his body, her killing intent peaking at this moment!
Yet, she still maintained her rationality, quickly tending to the physical wounds on Zhao Qingqian before taking out her treasured elixir to mend his Inner Heaven and Earth.
Under such care, Zhao Qingqian soon regained consciousness.
He looked weakly at Immortal Lord Mingyue and then strained to move his right hand, taking out a Wooden Sword.
"Immortal Lord, please keep this sword. With this sword, if they bully you again, you can use it to deter them," he said with difficulty.
As he spoke, Zhao Qingqian struggled to get the words out.
He had come with the intention of facing death, thus had no plans to keep the sword for his own protection anymore.
This sword, in the hands of a top figure, could unleash far greater power.
Immortal Lord Mingyue gently patted Zhao Qingqian’s hand and said with a smile, "Don’t worry, whatever they say, I don’t care."
"This is the domain of the Dragon and Phoenix Clans. The Demon race dares not besiege us here," she reassured him.
"Rest easy and recover. Once this banquet is over, I will take you back to the Human race," she comforted him.
Under her soothing, Zhao Qingqian, who was already severely injured, fell back into unconsciousness.
But the Wooden Sword in his hand, he did not retract.
Immortal Lord Mingyue sighed softly again.
Being a top figure herself, she faced provocations here; Zhao Qingqian being merely an Earth Immortal in the Demon race-infested area, was indeed too dangerous!
She looked at the Wooden Sword Zhao Qingqian had taken out, hesitant about whether to temporarily take it.
A knock sounded at the door.
Immortal Lord Mingyue turned around to look, only to see the door open and a burly ape demon, reeking of blood, appearing before her.
"Who are you?!" she immediately shouted angrily.
The ape demon paused, then said, "Sorry, I forgot."
Under Immortal Lord Mingyue’s gaze, the ape demon’s appearance shifted, finally transforming into a handsome young man dressed in a Gold-Patterned Profound Robe.
"Sorry for being late, I just killed a few blind fools," the young man said slowly, and behind him, there were more than ten Demon Corpses, all of Heavenly Immortal level.
Several of whom she did not recognize, but a few she did indeed know, were the very ones who had insulted her in the grand hall!