At this moment, standing on the battlefield ruins of the Immortal Insect Valley, Jiang Chengxuan held the Taichu Water-Fire Sword, his posture erect, and his robes fluttering without wind. Under the backdrop of the crimson and azure sky, he seemed like an otherworldly being.
Standing atop the charred corpse of the Demon Spider Immortal, he exuded an aura that deterred the countless insect demons, who dared not advance, fearing instant annihilation by his hand.
"Husband!"
Crossing through the smoldering ruins, Shen Ruyan was the first to reach Jiang Chengxuan's side, calling out to him. Seeing him safe and sound, her final worries were finally put to rest. Although she had utmost confidence in him, the gravity of the situation had inevitably caused her some anxiety.
"I'm fine," Jiang Chengxuan replied, gradually retracting his aura, and turned to Shen Ruyan with a gentle smile, as if slaying the Demon Spider Immortal was a trivial matter.
