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I forcefully endured the pain that came from my body and once again activated the power of the Art of Soulreaper. It was my final attack, and once I made a move, no matter if I won or lost, the backlash from the Art of Soulreaper would definitely deal me a great deal of damage.

The Six-Armed Demon laughed complacently when he saw me in such a state, "Little guy, it's true that you've used the Miasma in your body well, but in your hands, you haven't even used a tenth of your strength. Just obediently hand it over to me."

"Don't even think about it. As long as I still have a breath, I will absolutely not let you succeed."

"You're still being stubborn even at a time like this? Fine, this Demon God will beat you up until you don't even have a breath left." With that, the Six Armed Demon God charged forward again.

At the same time, I also went to meet them. The moment my palms neared the Six Armed Demon God, I did my best to strike them out … The power of the Art of Soul Awakening was unleashed, but due to the excessive exhaustion in my body, my vision went dark and I fell to the ground.

During the process of falling unconscious, it was as if my entire body was thrown into a pan of oil. The pain was at times like needles, and at times like a thousand knives slicing me into pieces.

As for the result of my battle with the Six-Armed Demon, I do not know, nor do I need to know. In any case, I have already done my best.

Right now, I feel like I've fallen into 18 levels of hell, gradually sinking. My mind is also in chaos as many thoughts and fragments emerged. Some are beautiful, some are in pain, some are family, some are green, some are master and so on.

I know that this time, I'm afraid it's really over.

Normally, I would only use a portion of the Spirit Attraction Technique's power. This wouldn't cause too much damage to my body, and I only needed to rest for a short while to recover. There were two times when he used all his strength, but he used it at the same time. Although he would be unconscious, it was not a big problem.

But this time is different. I know that after using the power of the Art of Soulreaper once, its backlash force has already caused me to fall into a semi-unconscious state. However, I persisted and used the power of the Art of Soulreaper.

I'm not afraid of death, but I can't let Qingqing go. I promised her that I would take her out to play, but now …

I was completely in despair. I didn't have the intention to live so I just let myself sink down. At the same time, my remaining thoughts were gradually disappearing. When they completely disappear, it would be the moment that my life ends.

Suddenly, I felt a ripple from inside me, as if something had come out of my body. I could feel its presence, but I could not sense what it was.

'Forget it, I don't care what it is. I'm about to die so why would I care about that? 'I smiled indifferently as I thought helplessly in my heart.

However, a moment later, a trace of emptiness appeared in my chaotic mind. Following that, the pain from the constant attacks weakened and a will to survive appeared in my mind once again.

This feeling was extremely familiar. It was similar to the process of self-recovery after two coma sessions. I knew that the appearance of this feeling meant that I wouldn't die.

The thing that suddenly appeared in my body just stood there silently. Strands of power were continuously emitted from its body and continuously flowed through my body. Every strand of power that was emitted caused the pain in my body to weaken.

The process seemed complicated, but the speed at which I recovered was extremely fast. After roughly calculating the time, it hadn't even been ten minutes before the stabbing pain in my body completely disappeared and my consciousness gradually cleared up.

After waiting for everything to end, I abruptly opened my eyes and looked around for traces of the Six-Armed Demon God. However, the scene before my eyes was beyond my imagination.

His master was engaged in an intense battle with the Six-Armed Demon. At this moment, seeing the anger on his master's face, his eyes seemed to ignite into a ball of fire. He kept waving a floating speck of dust in his hand and threw some talisman at the Six-Armed Demon.

The Six-Armed Demon God didn't underestimate his opponent in the slightest. His six arms welcomed his master's attack, and from time to time, black smoke would gush out from his wide mouth.

Judging from their attitudes, it was likely that after fighting for a period of time, both sides had shown signs of exhaustion. However, neither side had the intention of stopping, and they continued to frantically fight.

"Master." I weakly shouted.

Master shook the dust off his body and forced the Six-Armed Demon to retreat. He quickly came to my side and asked with a face full of concern, "Little Tian, are you alright? "Good, it's good that you're fine, rest here and watch master take revenge for you."

"Master, you must be careful." Master, you must be careful.

Master reached out to hug me to the side, touched my head a few times and said, "Yes, Master knows."

At this moment, the Six-Armed Demon roared madly at the sky. It looked at my master and said angrily, "Smelly Taoist, if it wasn't for the fact that this demon god hasn't truly revived, with just your cultivation, you would dare act impudently in front of this demon god."

"Six-Armed Demon, you killed Priest Huang, and now you've injured my disciple. This Penniless Priest won't let you off today."

"Cut the crap. Even if this Demon God hasn't truly revived, a smelly Daoist like you is no match for him. Come on, bring out all your abilities."

I leaned against the wall and took charge of both sides' situation. The Six-Armed Deity still had that arrogant look on its face. Even though it had been dealt with successively, it didn't suffer too much damage.

However, when I looked at Master again, I suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in my heart. From Master's body, all I could see was exhaustion, yes, an extremely serious exhaustion. The dust in his hand also turned into a mess. There was a layer of talisman paper scattered on the ground, and it was completely broken.

Seeing this, I knew that my Master was already at the end of her tether, and was only holding on with the last bit of her Zhen Qi.

If Master were to continue fighting with the Six-Armed Demon, according to Master's personality, he would definitely fight to the last until the moment of his death.

How can I just watch my master die? Fine, even if I die, I will accompany my master and not watch like trash.

I gritted my teeth and once again used the power of the Art of Soulreaper. However, this time's transfer gave me a very strange feeling. It was as if water had flowed into a canal and it wasn't as tiring as before, but rather as if I was using my own strength.