Chapter 77: Moon Mist uses the result to deduce the process; many things...

If you reason about the process with the result in mind, many things will make sense.

Judging from the contents of the Shadow Tracing Array, Yan Nanqiu's life in the Demon Clan was not easy. His half-demon bloodline made him unpopular with both the Demon Clan and Nan Qing. How could he, without any help, easily overthrow Yan Ji's rule without any obstacles? Fu Yunshu, for one, didn't quite believe it.

Moreover, Yan Nanqiu ascended to power in the same year that Gu Zhinan lost his memory. Fu Yunshu now strongly suspects that Yan Ji has always been the ruler of the Demon Clan.

The story may have gone like this: when Gu Zhinan was traveling, he encountered Nan Qing and Yan Nanqiu in the Demon Realm. Gu Zhinan learned of Nan Qing's identity and wanted to help them escape Yan Ji's clutches.

Yan Ji must have found out about this, and the result will likely be a lose-lose situation for both sides. Gu Zhinan was seriously injured, lost his memory, and changed his name. Nan Qing may really be dead, otherwise that palace wouldn't be so desolate.

Yan Ji probably didn't fare well either; his health may have deteriorated, otherwise he wouldn't have wanted to possess Yan Nanqiu's body.

For the next several hundred years, Yan Ji occupied Yan Nanqiu's body and ruled the demon race under Yan Nanqiu's identity.

Decades ago, something happened that Yan Nanqiu regained his body but also lost his memory and became a teenager. He became a disciple of Qingyuan Sect until he was discovered by Pang Ren in Youxu.

Yan Ji painstakingly orchestrated today's situation precisely to obtain the Nine-Turn Elixir of Essence.

The Nine-Turn Essence Elixir is so rare because it has nine miraculous functions, one of which is soul-stabilizing.

Yan Ji possesses the pure bloodline of the Demon Emperor, while Yan Nanqiu is a hybrid of human and demon. It would naturally not be an easy task for him to perfectly possess Yan Nanqiu.

The Nine-Turn Essence Pill can solve this problem. Yan Ji knew that even if he used Yan Nanqiu as leverage, Gu Zhinan might not necessarily hand over the Nine-Turn Essence Pill to the demon race. Therefore, he released "Yan Nanqiu" and directly obtained the Nine-Turn Essence Pill from Gu Zhinan, while also dealing a heavy blow to the cultivation world.

After figuring this out, Fu Yunshu immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

He quickly went to Song Wenzhuo's side and succinctly stated his concise speculation in a very fast-paced manner.

Upon hearing this, Song Wenzhuo's face instantly turned ashen.

"Grandmaster Uncle, what should we do now?" Song Wenzhuo forced down his surging emotions and asked in a hoarse voice.

“Yan Ji’s most important task right now is to find an absolutely safe place to refine the Nine-Turn Essence Pill and complete the final possession.” Fu Yunshu’s gaze swept into the depths of the Demon Realm. “He has only recently taken the medicine, and its effects have not yet fully dissipated. This is precisely when he is most vulnerable, and it is also the best time to stop him!”

“I’ll go after them!” Song Wenzhuo said immediately.

“No,” Fu Yunshu raised his hand to stop him, “You are the commander-in-chief of the allied forces. At this moment, the camp has been attacked, the casualties are heavy, and the morale of the army is wavering. We need you to take charge and stabilize the situation to prevent the demons from launching further attacks. I and Li Sheng will handle this matter.”

Song Wenzhuo understood that Fu Yunshu was right. He took a deep breath and nodded emphatically: "Alright, I'll stay. Grandmaster Uncle, please be careful!"

"Zhinan, you stay and assist Wen Zhuo." Fu Yunshu instructed Gu Zhinan again, and then he and Yin Lisheng transformed into two streaks of light, breaking through the demon blockade at the edge of the battlefield and rushing towards the Demon Palace.

Seeing this, Li Sha tried to stop them, but he was held back by Song Wenzhuo and the newly reorganized allied forces, leaving him unable to intervene.

Fu Yunshu and Yin Lisheng pushed their speed to the limit. When they encountered sporadic demon patrols along the way, they didn't bother with them at all, simply crushing them with their overwhelming cultivation and leaving a mess behind.

Finally, the towering, menacing demon palace, resembling a crouching behemoth, appeared at the edge of the horizon.

However, two people had been waiting for a long time at the entrance of the Demon Palace.

A burly man with dark blue skin, curved bull horns on his head, and wielding a heavy mountain-splitting axe, was none other than the Barbarian Rhinoceros, one of the five demon generals.

The other figure was elusive, shrouded in a large black robe, obscuring his face. Only a pair of eerie green eyes, like will-o'-the-wisps, were visible. He was playing with several black bone blades that spun and emitted a whistling sound. This was Shadow Nightmare.

The remaining two of the five demon generals are here.

Upon seeing Fu Yunshu and Yin Lisheng, the rhinoceros let out a deafening roar, slamming its giant axe heavily into the ground, cracking the plaza floor: "Immortal Venerable Huaiwei, this road is blocked! Leave immediately!"

Shadow Nightmare remained silent, but his eerie green eyes were fixed on the two of them, and his cold, sinister aura spread like a venomous snake.

Fu Yunshu stopped in mid-air, his gaze calmly sweeping over the two demon generals before finally settling on the tightly closed main gate of the demon palace.

He didn't have time to get entangled with these two, otherwise Yan Ji might have really succeeded.

"Master," Yin Lisheng stepped forward, blocking Fu Yunshu's path, the cold light flashing on his Broken Abyss Sword, "Leave these two demon generals to me, you must quickly stop Yan Ji, we can't let him complete the possession!"

Fu Yunshu frowned slightly: "Li Sheng, they..."

"This disciple is ready!" Yin Lisheng turned around and looked at Fu Yunshu, his eyes filled with unprecedented determination and resolve.

Seeing the burning fighting spirit and unwavering determination in his apprentice's eyes, Fu Yunshu felt a complex mix of emotions: relief, worry, and, most of all, an indescribable sense of being moved.

He gave Yin Lisheng a deep look and nodded emphatically: "Good! Be careful. Just hold them off and you don't have to fight to the death. If things look bad, retreat immediately!"

"Disciple understands!" Yin Lisheng replied loudly, turned around, held his sword and faced the two demon generals. His aura suddenly surged, and he seemed to be able to contend with them!

Fu Yunshu no longer hesitated. With a swift movement, he bypassed the Barbarian Rhinoceros and Shadow Nightmare like a ghost. The Barbarian Rhinoceros roared and swung its giant axe, only to be blocked by a sudden burst of golden sword energy—Yin Lisheng had already made his move!

“Your opponent is me.” Yin Lisheng’s gaze was intense.

Fu Yunshu did not slow down and instantly disappeared into the Demon Palace. The demon guards he encountered along the way, and even some elders and worshippers in the Demon Palace, were no match for him. They were often killed by his sharp sword energy before they could even see him clearly.

However, just as he was about to reach the "Hall of Ten Thousand Demons," located deep within the Demon Palace and protected by numerous restrictions, an unexpected figure blocked the end of the passage.

"Chu Yu?" Fu Yunshu looked at the girl blocking the end of the passage, a hint of surprise and confusion flashing in his eyes. "Why are you here?"

Chu Yu, dressed in a light blue dress, had an unusual paleness and tension on her usually beautiful face. Holding a jade flute, she glanced at Fu Yunshu with a complicated expression before quickly lowering her gaze, her voice calm: "Immortal Venerable Huaiwei, please stop."

"Stop?" Fu Yunshu frowned slightly, scanning Chu Yu's body with his divine sense. He did not find any obvious signs of demonic energy erosion or control, but her current behavior and state were clearly abnormal.

"Chu Yu, I don't have time for idle chatter. Do you know who's inside? Yan Ji is trying to possess Yan Nanqiu. If he succeeds, the consequences will be unimaginable. Get out of the way!"

A flicker of struggle and pain crossed Chu Yu's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by an almost numb resolve. She shook her head and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her jade flute to her lips, and a rapid and sharp flute sound suddenly rang out!

This flute music was not a spell from the Myriad Sounds Palace. As the music spread, countless emerald green vines, writhing like living creatures, sprouted from the stone walls on both sides of the passage, frantically coiling towards Fu Yunshu. A sweet and alluring fragrance of strange flowers also filled the air.

Fu Yunshu's eyes narrowed, and without moving, a thin layer of spiritual energy shield appeared around him. The piercing flute music struck the shield, creating ripples, but it could not penetrate it.

The emerald green vines were frozen and shattered the moment they touched the protective barrier by the extremely cold spiritual energy.

But Fu Yunshu's mind was not on these attacks. His gaze was fixed on the spiritual energy that subtly flowed around Chu Yu as he played the jade flute.

This aura... it definitely doesn't belong to human cultivators, nor to demons! It belongs to a race that was long ago sealed away, a race that has never appeared again in either the human or demon realms—

"Demon race," Fu Yunshu's eyes were filled with disbelief, "you used demon race magic."

Chu Yu's playing abruptly stopped, and the sound of her flute became momentarily disordered. She raised her head, her expression still calm, and continued to channel her spiritual energy, causing more vines and alluring floral fragrances to spread.

"You caused the explosion at the cultivation camp," Fu Yunshu asserted.

Although they had brought back Yan Ji, who was actually wearing Yan Nanqiu's skin, Yan Nanqiu's injuries were real, and he didn't have time to set up a trap.

Judging from the power of that explosion, it must have taken a lot of time to prepare, and that direction happened to be the encampment of the Miaoyin Palace.

"Chu Yu, what is your relationship with the demon race? Why are you stopping me?" Fu Yunshu's voice deepened, carrying an imposing pressure. "Is it because of Yan Ji?"

Chu Yu kept her lips tightly shut and stopped answering. She just played the jade flute with all her might, manipulating the vines to launch wave after wave of more intense attacks. The alluring fragrance of the flowers also became stronger, trying to disturb Fu Yunshu's mind.

However, faced with an absolute difference in strength, all of this was in vain. Fu Yunshu didn't even move a step; he simply increased his spiritual energy slightly, and the vines snapped inch by inch, completely dispelling the alluring fragrance.

"As expected of Immortal Venerable Huaiwei," Chu Yu put away the jade flute and sighed, "Ordinary spells are indeed useless against you."

Her aura suddenly changed, and her cultivation level surged instantly, reaching the peak of the Tribulation Transcending stage. "Chu Yu is just an alias I used when playing house in the mortal world."

"My real name is Yuewu, and I am now the Holy Maiden of the Demon Clan."