The Revival Pill is indeed incredible.

　　After Xuan Hong swallowed it, he coughed up stagnant blood, took a deep breath, and suddenly opened his eyes.

　　Those eyes, black and bright, were pure.

　　After he woke up, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and propped himself up while reaching for his sword.

　　At the same time, he tried to push me away, saying, "Miss, be careful, the demon is not defeated yet, hide behind me!" In the dark rainy night, he felt my bony arm.

　　He was shocked and looked at me seriously.

　　Behind us, Da Xi Heng stood up at this moment and looked at the two of us.

　　"Heh..." He trembled as he coughed.

　　He tilted his head back, his mocking laughter grew louder, then turned hysterical and angrily said, "Bring out the sword!" The heavy sword, with a pitch-black blade and red lines resembling blood, flew up from the ground like a ghostly figure.

　　He tightly gripped the sword, resembling a wild beast tearing at a chain, his madness escalating! He stared at Xuan Hong He as if looking down on ants, and said lightly, "So that's it..." Evil energy condensed at the tip of the sword.

　　"Did you tamper with Master's mind, did you curse her? Or did you use a forbidden spell to make her turn against me!" I frowned, that sinister demonic energy was definitely not something he could possess twenty years later according to the original text.

　　His strength was even more terrifying than what the system's simple warning described.

　　With this one strike, not to mention Xuan Hong He, even I in my prime would probably struggle to withstand it.

　　Da Xi Heng raised an eyebrow expressionlessly, revealing a wicked and playful smile, his voice as cold as frost.

　　"What are you, to even dare to touch my Master! I originally wanted to leave you with a complete corpse, but it seems I should crush your bones, scatter your ashes, and sever your soul and spirit!" He gripped the handle of the knife, exerting so much force that his fingertips turned white.

　　The demonic energy condensed, in just a few breaths' time, it reached its maximum.

　　Then, Da Xi Heng laughed wildly and angrily shouted, the demonic energy pierced towards Xuan Hong He's heart! "Die!" I furrowed my brows, pushing Xuan Hong He, who was about to block the attack, aside and drew my sword.

　　"Clang!" The Tai Yin Sword emitted a sharp sound! My bones cracked once again.

　　In order to not damage this original body, I could only hold back my strength, evading the attack, but was shaken and bumped into a tree by the residual force.

　　"Master!" Da Xi Heng exclaimed in surprise.

　　He was devoid of his murderous aura, resembling a lost child as he ran towards me.

　　Xuan Hong He, who was close by, subconsciously wanted to help me, but a gust of wind from a blade nearly severed his fingers.

　　"Get away! Don't touch my Master!" Da Xi Heng said coldly.

　　I looked at him and picked up my Tai Yin Sword.

　　"Da Xi Heng." My rebellious apprentice suddenly stopped glaring at the male lead and obediently looked at me.

　　"The one who should leave is you." I said lightly.

　　I half-carried the injured male lead, no longer saying anything, not even looking at Da Xi Heng, tore open a spatial talisman, and teleported away.