The sky was overcast, with a drizzle falling steadily.

Du Yu wiped his damp face, encircled by a Wandering Dragon, and slowly flew towards the battlefield.

This should be Du Yu’s first time participating in a large-scale war; the enemy had a force of 2,000 soldiers, along with 2 Demon Saints and 2 Emperor’s Ministers.

Now, the enemy army had been completely annihilated, leaving only a sea of blood and mountains of corpses.

Such a tragic and cruel scene was personally caused by Du Yu; to say he felt nothing would be impossible.

Fortunately, in the surge of emotions within him, there was no sense of guilt.

The skeletons sprawled across the mountains and fields either belonged to the invading Cold Race or the brutal, savage Cold Beast.

It’s worth mentioning that the traces of the Cold Beasts quickly dissipated with the wind.

Whether it’s the Wind Trace Steed or the Electric Little Star, after their death, their skeletons shattered into energy, forming Cold Crystals that remain in the world.

This means that those lying scattered on the ground, staining the grass red with blood, are solely the Cold Race army.

"Du Yu."

"Here, Master Qing." Following the woman’s voice, Du Yu leaned forward and flew over.

Yang Qingqing: "You absorb the Demon Soul as well, let’s leave this place of troubles as soon as possible."

Du Yu thought for a moment and said, "Master Qing, can the Emperor’s Slave and Demon Beast·Thundercloud Roc first enter your scroll?

That Thundercloud Roc is too large for my Mountain and Sea Bell to contain."

Yang Qingqing waved her hand in front of her: "When I broke through, I collected a lot of obstructing Cold Beasts with the Jiangshan Map; you have the Emperor’s Slave clear them all."

"Yes!" Du Yu immediately beckoned through Little Fen Yang, summoning the Emperor’s Slave and Legendary Roc traversing through the dark clouds.

Yang Qingqing looked up at the dark clouds, pondering: "Since you can recruit the Cold Race and Cold Beasts to our cause,

I’ll gather all the Cold Beast Demon Crystals on the battlefield into the scroll, for this one person and one beast to use for cultivation."

Du Yu: "The Emperor’s Slave is controlled by Cinnabar Red, while the Demon Fire is under Little Fen Yang’s command.

When the time comes, Master Qing can contact Burning Sun freely."

Yang Qingqing: "Hmm?"

Du Yu: "Master Qing’s Rose Emperor Spirit..."

Yang Qingqing remained silent, just quietly collecting the charging Demon Saints into the Jiangshan Map.

Du Yu: "Little Fen Yang said she can protect the Rose Emperor Spirit’s soul from dissipating."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingqing turned to look at Du Yu, with a rare trace of delight in her eyes.

"Little Aunt Qingqing." Little Fen Yang emerged with her head lowered, looking as if she had done something wrong, "Sorry."

Yang Qingqing raised an eyebrow slightly.

Little Fen Yang hung her head, nervously twisting her fingers: "It was my insistence on fetching the axe that caused Little Aunt Qingqing to... to..."

Slowly, Yang Qingqing raised her blood-stained palm and caressed Little Fen Yang’s cheek.

Unfortunately, Little Fen Yang only had a Demon Soul, not a physical form.

Yang Qingqing’s fingers brushed below Little Fen Yang’s eyes, and she softly said: "You can help the Flower Spirit."

"Hmm hmm, I can." Little Fen Yang lifted her illusory small hand, embracing the woman’s slender jade hand, "I can protect the Flower Spirit’s Demon Soul from vanishing.

With my protection, the Flower Spirit doesn’t have to worry anymore.

The Flower Spirit can also focus on rebuilding her physical form, without having to spread her energy to desperately hold her soul together."

The worry in Yang Qingqing’s eyes eased slightly: "Thank you."

Little Fen Yang pouted: "It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have gone after that Mad Axe, putting you and Du Yu in danger."

Yang Qingqing was silent for a moment, then said: "We are undertaking the most dangerous task in the world, accidents are inevitable.

What about the axe?"

Even with thousands of emotions in her heart, ultimately, the axe was the key for the master and disciple to return home.

Upon hearing this, Little Fen Yang instinctively turned to look at Du Yu.

The woman followed her gaze, and Du Yu lowered his head slightly, speaking softly: "I have many situations to report.

Once we leave the battlefield and reach a safe place, I’ll explain to Master Qing."

Yang Qingqing seemed to realize something and silently nodded.

Little Fen Yang said softly: "Du Yu Du Yu, should I dwell inside Little Aunt Qingqing’s body then?"

Du Yu admonished: "Master Qing prefers peace, don’t be too naughty."

Little Fen Yang drooped her face: "After I help Little Aunt Qingqing, you have to come for me as soon as possible."

Du Yu responded: "I’ll bring you home anytime."

He said this because he had a thought: he wouldn’t be leaving Master Qing anymore.

"Pop~"

Du Yu felt as if a nerve snapped in his mind.

"Hiss." Du Yu inhaled sharply, his face looking quite unpleasant.

Little Fen Yang dove into Yang Qingqing’s body.

second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

Yang Qingqing slowly opened her beautiful eyes, her thin lips slightly parted.

Immediately following, waves of intense aura spread widely.

Du Yu was forced to retreat repeatedly.

A stunning figure of sky-blue appeared, guarding behind Du Yu, guiding the Little Wandering Dragon, leading Du Yu in retreat.

"Ugh." Du Yu barely landed, supporting his muddled head, looking up.

Under the overcast sky, Yang Qingqing’s gorgeous blood-stained long dress fluttered without wind.

The thick Fire Demon Breath surged continuously, spreading in all directions.

When Du Yu and Little Fen Yang signed the contract years ago, it wasn’t this dramatic.

The fact was, Du Yu had taken good care of Little Fen Yang.

The weak Residual Soul of Burning Sun from the past had grown this strong.

Yang Qingqing merely signed a Demon Soul, but the spectacle was greater than signing a Demon Saint!

It’s also evident that over the past two years, Little Fen Yang’s strength had recovered remarkably, complemented by the Supreme Treasure·Demon Fire.

"Sigh~"