However, if a demoness of unknown strength is added to the mix, even Shen Qian would be somewhat helpless.

"She...shouldn't be here."

At this moment, the demoness had arrived in front of Yaochi Palace. Jiang Chengye also noticed Jiang Xuan following behind the demoness. His expression changed slightly, and his tone paused for a moment.

Shen Qian keenly sensed that Jiang Chengye's inner emotional fluctuations were definitely much greater than they appeared on the surface.

Even when he destroyed the Investiture of the Gods, Jiang Chengye's eyes had never changed so drastically.

He didn't know that Jiang Xuan had entered the Heavenly Realm?

Recalling the voice Jiang Xuan had heard before, Shen Qian seemed to have guessed something.

"Brother Chengye, do you want to abandon me?"

The enchantress did not respond to Jiang Chengye's words, but asked with a wronged expression.

Even though he knew perfectly well that the vixen's pitiful demeanor was probably an act, Shen Qian found himself unable to feel any aversion towards her.

He instantly realized that this demoness's mastery of mental power was absolutely terrifying, and his vigilance intensified.

He noticed that the people who had been observing, such as Erlang Shen and Jiutian Xuannv, also showed a cautious expression, clearly indicating that they had also realized the woman's extraordinary nature.

"……No."

Faced with the enchantress's seemingly helpless question, Jiang Chengye took a deep breath, then resumed his indifferent demeanor and shook his head.

"Since there isn't one..."

The enchantress's voice was initially low, then suddenly became shrill, and her eerie eyes shone with a bewitching light, "Then why did you show them mercy!"

"You had so many chances to kill them before, why did you have to wait until now!"

"You know perfectly well they won't give in easily, so why not kill half of them first and let them know how lucky they are to be alive!"

"You know perfectly well that all they want is the Queen Mother of the West..."

"And the Investiture of the Gods, with your wisdom, how could you possibly let someone else take it away?"

Those questions, like shrill cries from the netherworld, echoed within the Jade Pool Palace, causing countless jade vessels on the table to shatter.

Even experts of slightly lower cultivation levels, such as Zhao Keyi, bled from all seven orifices and swayed precariously amidst the sound waves.

Shen Qian's expression changed, and he quickly used his mental power to create a barrier to protect the others.

After a while, the shrill voice from the demoness finally dissipated, and by then, the Jade Pool Palace was in complete disarray.

Except for a few, the other powerful individuals were all pale-faced, listless, and their eyes revealed horror.

They never imagined that someone could almost shatter their very spirit with just their voice.

Only Jiang Chengye, who faced the demoness directly, remained expressionless, but he simply kept silent.

Seeing this, Shen Qian suddenly realized what was happening.

...It turns out that Jiang Chengye had been subtly letting them win all along.

Yes, they were the ones who constructed the formation that brought about the revival of the Heavenly Realm, and they also bestowed upon him the immortal position. Jiang Chengye commands a million heavenly soldiers, and even before the Yaochi Banquet, he had countless opportunities to launch an attack.

When they were in the Moon Palace, Shen Qian was wondering why Jiang Chengye had let him go so easily.

Even if he was fearless because he had six pages of the Heavenly Book in his hands, what if he didn't have any interest in the Heavenly Book before he sank?

If Jiang Chengye had acted decisively back then, Shen Qian might have been able to escape, but he couldn't guarantee that he could have protected the others unharmed.

And that Investiture of the Gods list just now, it was hanging there so openly in mid-air.

Even if Jiang Chengye was caught off guard by the sudden outburst, how could he possibly make such an obvious mistake?

Just now, Jiang Chengye revealed the existence of a million heavenly soldiers without any necessary means, and also displayed his cultivation level without any concealment.

Looking back now, there are indeed many things that don't make sense.

Even going back to when Shen Qian first stepped into the Heavenly Realm, was Jiang Chengye really powerless against him?

Shen Qian didn't know how much responsibility Jiang Chengye had to bear for what happened back then, but at this moment he suddenly realized that perhaps deep in Jiang Chengye's heart, something was still preserved.

“Cheng Ye…”

Hu Feiwei also snapped out of his daze, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement, "I knew it, I knew he must have had his reasons..."

"I just want to preserve more strong people for you and for us."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Chengye spoke coldly.

"Yeah?"

The enchantress's expression changed drastically before she regained her bright smile. She stepped forward and rested her head on Jiang Chengye's shoulder, then whispered, "So, you still want to be with me forever, right?"

"Yes," Jiang Chengye answered without hesitation.

Shen Qian was surprised that this demoness was so easily fooled when he heard her whisper in Jiang Chengye's ear, "Then prove it to me."

How can this be proven?

Jiang Chengye's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Go and kill someone for me, okay?"

The enchantress chuckled, her lighthearted tone making it seem as if she were simply asking Jiang Chengye to buy her an orange.

Jiang Chengye remained silent for a moment. While everyone was still confused, a sudden commotion arose in the arena. Immediately afterward, everyone heard a rapid but brief collision sound, as well as Erlang Shen's angry curses.

"You bastard!"

The stench of blood filled the air, and only then did everyone realize with horror that in the blink of an eye, Jiang Chengye had changed his posture, and most importantly, he was clearly holding a steaming, broken heart in his palm.

Whose heart?

A chill ran through everyone. They turned to look and saw that Wang Shuo's face was pale, and he had just stopped falling backward.

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