After Being Struck By The Love Gu, I Reached A Happy Ending With My Frail Best Friend - Chapter 17

Shen Fangzhou let out a long breath before finally jolting free of that inexplicable sense of familiarity.

This feeling seemed to be…

coming from this body itself?

Shen Fangzhou frowned, but the thought still did not seem right. The original owner of this body had only been an ordinary mortal from the Western Continent, one of the Thirteen Provinces. Logically speaking, she could not possibly have visited a place like the Demon Palace.

She could already feel the uncontrollable pounding inside her chest.

Shen Fangzhou shook her head and stopped thinking about it, attributing the inexplicable palpitations to a warning of danger.

Perhaps someone in the unseen was cautioning her to act carefully.

If so, crushing the Teleportation Stone and leaving immediately would probably be the safest choice.

Taking advantage of the surrounding noise and chaos, Shen Fangzhou moved closer to Xie Guiwan and spoke in an extremely low voice.

“Sect Master, if safety comes first, we can crush the Teleportation Stone and return right now.”

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Xie Guiwan’s lips.

“But someone does not appear to want to leave.”

“Ahem.”

Shen Fangzhou paused, guiltily touched her nose, and lowered her head.

“You understand me best, Sect Master.”

Swaggering deep into the Demon Palace was already an astonishing feat.

Although simply crushing the Teleportation Stone and returning would be safer, Shen Fangzhou still felt it would be a pity.

As the saying went, fortune favored the bold.

The demon race’s greatest secret was right before her eyes, and it might even be closely connected to the shadowy final boss who eventually killed the sect master.

Turning back now would be like losing one hundred gold zhu for nothing!

Shen Fangzhou rubbed her chin.

“Then, Sect Master, do you have any way to lock this teleportation formation?”

Xie Guiwan clearly understood what she was thinking.

She raised her eyes and studied the formation, already making calculations in her heart.

“As long as we are the first to enter it, give me seven breaths. I can disable the bronze mirror for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.”

“When that happens, even if Zhou Han arrives personally, she will be helpless.”

She also wanted to enter the Ghost Domain and see whether that person was hiding within it, attempting to make a comeback.

As they spoke, the teleportation formation finished preparing.

Layers of spatial energy rippled across the enormous bronze mirror. Demonic qi spun into a deep vortex, as though it intended to swallow everything.

Zhou Xu finally relaxed at the sight and swept her gaze over the assembled tribal elders.

“The passage has opened. I will enter first with the map.”

“The Ghost Domain is dangerous and complex. Everyone, follow closely and do not fall behind.”

The elders below naturally agreed.

Zhou Xu tightly gripped the scroll.

Just as she bent forward and prepared to step into the formation, countless violent winds surged, followed by an explosive roar like thunder!

Long Can practically screamed,

“Your Highness!”

But her warning was no longer necessary.

Shen Fangzhou and Xie Guiwan had completely revealed themselves.

A corner of green robes moved as swiftly as the wind.

No one could understand how a Golden Core cultivator possessed such unfathomable speed. The figure wrapped in the rushing air resembled a falling star.

In the span of a single distracted blink, Zhou Xu felt the weight vanish from her hand.

When she abruptly looked up, she met a pair of bright black eyes.

Shen Fangzhou seized the map and smiled brilliantly at her.

“Many thanks, Your Highness!”

With a sharp rush of air, Shen Fangzhou and Xie Guiwan vanished completely beyond the bronze mirror.

The sudden turn of events left everyone frozen in place.

Long Can was the first to react.

She lunged forward and grabbed the bronze mirror, chanting continuously as she attempted to stop the teleportation formation from closing.

At the same time, Xie Guiwan’s talisman command had already taken effect.

The demonic qi connecting the two separate spaces began dissipating uncontrollably!

The bronze mirror trembled violently as the two forces clashed.

Vast amounts of demonic qi completely divided the front and back of the mirror into two different worlds.

Beyond a blue-gray barrier as solid as iron, Long Can saw Shen Fangzhou draw her sword and hold it horizontally.

Shen Fangzhou stared directly at Long Can without the slightest evasion.

Cangze lightly skimmed the mirror’s surface like a dragonfly touching water, yet wherever the blade passed, it raised streaks resembling crimson tears of blood.

Long Can inhaled sharply and was forced to release her grip.

With the obstruction gone, the demonic qi began disappearing at several times its previous speed.

Only then did Long Can realize that a glaring red burn had appeared across her palm.

Shen Fangzhou had held back.

Otherwise, that red mark would have appeared across her severed neck.

Long Can staggered backward, gritting her teeth.

Beyond the bronze mirror, the figures of Shen Fangzhou and Xie Guiwan blurred faster and faster.

Only one strand of swirling demonic qi remained.

In two more breaths, the two outsiders would completely shut down the teleportation formation!

Shen Fangzhou had already escaped with the sect master into the so-called Ghost Domain.

They had survived the danger without mishap, and the teleportation formation was about to close.

Before she could release a sigh of relief, every hair on Shen Fangzhou’s body suddenly stood on end.

She snapped her gaze outward.

An divine sword forged from meteoric iron roared toward the bronze mirror.

Three characters gleamed brilliantly upon its hilt.

Hatred Eternal.

Demon Lord Zhou Han had finally arrived.

The Nine Songs Sword Case contained divine swords that rarely appeared in the world.

Throughout all heaven and earth, the only weapon worthy of comparison was Hatred Eternal!

To an ordinary person, two breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

But for Demon Lord Zhou Han, they were enough to overturn everything.

Shen Fangzhou’s pupils contracted violently.

Countless streams of demonic qi reflected in her brilliant, star-like eyes, like sudden rain spinning through an endless night before converging upon a single point.

The next instant, a deafening explosion erupted.

Forced to endure the strike, the bronze mirror released a shrill, prolonged scream, collapsing like a machine pushed beyond its limit.

Water-like ripples spread across its surface.

The teleportation formation, which had been on the verge of closing, abruptly froze.

Xie Guiwan let out a muffled groan.

No one had expected Zhou Han to return early, much less throw Hatred Eternal at the critical moment in an attempt to reverse the situation.

The plain, unadorned sword tip flew directly toward Shen Fangzhou’s forehead.

During battles, humans often aimed arrows between an opponent’s brows.

According to legend, such an attack could completely crush a person’s soul, which was why human armor often included a metal guard over the forehead to protect the primordial spirit.

But even the finest spiritual armor and strongest forehead guard could not stop Zhou Han’s sword!

Fortunately, Hatred Eternal had been hurled from a distance in great haste.

Although demonic qi surged wildly around it, it still could not fully display the power of a peak Tribulation Transcendence cultivator.

Everything changed within an instant.

The bronze mirror standing between them began roaring and trembling in resistance, trying to force out the weapon that sought to shatter it.

Behind Shen Fangzhou, Xie Guiwan’s talisman incantations became faster and clearer.

The demonic qi across the mirror’s surface began disappearing once more!

They only needed one breath.

Longming pressed firmly against the thin barrier.

Shen Fangzhou tightened her grip around the sword’s rough hilt.

Never before had she felt so clearly that the sword was truly in her hand!

Spiritual power began surging in multiplied waves, flooding every meridian in her body like a rising tide.

The full power of the early Golden Core realm erupted at that moment.

Hatred Eternal, which had crossed an immense distance to reach them, was already beginning to weaken.

At the same time, the roar of a hurricane rose beside her ears.

A black figure appeared in the distant reaches of the Demon Palace.

Shen Fangzhou raised her eyes and met the approaching figure’s gaze from afar.

Just as that shadow rushed forward at terrifying speed and was about to seize Hatred Eternal—

“Boom!”

Xie Guiwan ended her incantation.

All demonic qi vanished from the bronze mirror.

Everything came to an end.

At that moment, the teleportation formation completely closed.

In the final instant before Shen Fangzhou’s figure disappeared, one corner of Zhou Han’s billowing black robe slowly fell, brushing across the bronze mirror’s intricate patterns.

The entire hall fell silent.

No one dared speak.

Zhou Han remained expressionless.

She gently pulled the trembling Hatred Eternal free and ran two fingers of her left hand along the meteoric-iron blades.

A single drop of blood gathered upon her thumb.

“Shen Fangzhou… Xie Guiwan…”

Zhou Han murmured.

The black robe embroidered with golden patterns slowly settled in the demonic wind until everything became still.

That human just now…

was Shen Fangzhou?

She had only caught a hurried glimpse of her.

So why had she seemed somehow familiar…?

Zhou Han stood with her back to everyone, lowering her eyes without speaking.

Yet her hand around Hatred Eternal tightened unconsciously.

No.

Even if the possibility was only one in ten million, she could not let it pass.

She had to see that human again.

At the critical moment, Zhou Xu was still the first to react.

She spun around and shouted loudly,

“Bring the demonic formation masters to remove the restriction! We cannot allow those two humans to wreak havoc inside the Ghost Domain!”

An uproar swept through the hall.

The Ghost Domain was a sacred place of the demon race and was rarely opened.

Allowing two wanted criminals inside was already an unprecedented disaster.

Someone stumbled toward the door, loudly calling for help.

But the next instant, a sword collided violently with the teleportation restriction.

The lingering roar resounded like a dragon’s cry.

The person froze and turned back blankly.

Zhou Han stood with her sword held horizontally, her features cold and severe.

“I will open it myself.”