In her previous life, Li Muguo was unwilling to merely be a Protector in the Demon Realm, constantly suppressed by her mortal enemy, Demon Lord Yun Qi. After years of meticulous planning, she final...
"No river god? How is that possible?" Chang Yan frowned. If there was no river god, then what needed to be sacrificed in the town was some other monster.
Li Muge raised her lips, as if she had guessed Changyan's thoughts: "Changyan, do you think only demons commit evil? Don't you think there are cultivators who use the name of the river god to do evil?"
"You mean?" Chang Yan's eyes met Li Muge's gaze.
Li Muge, however, did not hesitate to pull Chang Yan and jump off the cliff.
Changyan screamed, "What's going on? Ye Luo, didn't you say that jumping down would mean death?"
"I haven't made any proper plans yet; I haven't even gotten married!"
"Idiot." Li Muge casually snapped his fingers, and the pool water instantly surrounded them, perfectly avoiding the traps and formations below the cliff designed to kill anyone who strayed into the area.
"The Five Kill Formation." Chang Yan fell into deep thought. Someone with such cultivation level must be at least at the Nascent Soul stage to be able to set it up.
Li Muge and Changyan continued to fall until they landed on a relatively large open space, where the water that Li Muge had been using magic to protect them disappeared.
"Where is this?" Changyan actually had a clue, but since he was playing the role of a low-level demon in front of Ye Luo, he shouldn't know too much.
That way, the mistake won't be exposed.
Li Muge gathered her magic power in her palm and placed it only one centimeter above the ground. In her mind, a closed cage appeared, in which countless people were crammed together and screaming in pain.
On the contrary, there was another place that was a place of extravagance and debauchery.
"Underground city".
Li Muge suddenly remembered that when she was young, she had recorded the deeds of the ancient human race in the Phoenix Clan.
Legend has it that this was an ancient lineage of immortal cultivators.
There are always cultivators who are eager to achieve immortality quickly, or cultivators whose natural talent for cultivation is not particularly good. They will gather together, set up a stronghold, and name it the Underground City.
Originally, it was just a place for these practitioners to encourage each other and exchange experiences.
But I don't know when.
The dungeon started to lose its original flavor.
It involves cruelly killing humans and draining their life force.
They dig out the inner cores of demons to gain faster cultivation.
He was later killed by the God of War, Ye Luo.
The city lord's body lay exposed for ten days, and no one came to claim it.
"If that's the case, how do we find Yang Shu?" Changyan asked, puzzled. This underground city was quite large.
We need to find Yang Shu as soon as possible.
That would mean one more chance of survival.
Li Muge thought for a moment and said, "I've got it. Unfortunately, he might not know Yang Shu's current location, but Hei Tong definitely does."
Changyan hugged Li Muge tightly, his voice full of joy: "Ye Luo, you are so amazing, you are so smart."
"Oh, it's nothing, you don't need to praise me like that." Li Muge was a little nervous. She didn't understand why Chang Yan, as a demon, had a personality that shone like bright sunshine into her heart.
For a fleeting moment, she seemed to understand why people with gloomy personalities always uncontrollably yearn for those with cheerful and bright personalities.
It's not just a longing for warmth.
Perhaps deep down in their cold hearts, they also yearn to become such cheerful and warm-hearted individuals.
Li Muge felt awkward and pushed Chang Yan away: "Alright. You have a sweet tongue, but we still need to focus on the important matter at hand."
Chang Yan nodded.
Seeing this scene from the shadows, Yun Qi felt like vomiting blood again.
Before Li Muge could even contact Yi Tong, Yi Tong eagerly used a sound transmission talisman to inform Yang Shu of his location.
"Miss Ye Luo, please rescue my husband. I am willing to serve you like a cow or a horse for the rest of my life to repay you." Her voice choked with emotion. If she could, she would rather not have the ability to know everything. She just wanted to be an ordinary person, stay by her lover's side, and grow old together in peace and tranquility.
"Don't worry, I will." Li Muge nodded emphatically. The relationship between the heterochromatic eyes and Yang Shu was rare in this Three Realms where most people were fickle.
In the underground city.
There are no rules to constrain it.
The city lord is their god.
Bloodshed and violence were everywhere.
Li Muge concealed her presence, and Chang Yan stayed close to her side.
On the high platform.
A scantily clad dancer is swaying her graceful body.
Everyone here, whether men or women, wears a mask.
Those not wearing masks are the lowest-ranking beings in the dungeon, like cattle and sheep, and it's only a matter of time before they are slaughtered.
For their own safety, Li Muge and Chang Yan both wore golden masks.
Wuchen and Zhaohua, disguised as the town mayor and his servants, followed the city lord's men to the underground city.
Li Muge, wearing a mask, pulled Chang Yan aside.
They hid to the side.
"Hey, Ye Luo, you know them?" Chang Yan asked, glancing sideways.
"Shut up."
"oh."
To Li Muge's surprise, she encountered Ye Luo and Shakya, who had swapped faces with her, again here.
After thinking it over, Li Muge decided to rescue Yang Shu first and then find Shijia to make him fulfill his promise.
Ye Luo's face darkened.
Shakyamuni followed behind Ye Luo, not daring to utter a single word.
Since Ye Luo woke up, she learned that Li Muge had changed her face to save her and was willing to go to dangerous places in her place.
She immediately ran to where the fairy ship was docked.
But then they learned that the demons had launched a surprise attack, the immortal ship had been destroyed, and everyone on board had died without a trace.
The chances of survival are extremely slim.
Ye Luo suddenly stopped walking and turned around to see Shakyamuni's sharp eyes.
The young novice monk immediately turned around on his own.
Master was right, the women down the mountain are tigers.
Even the gentle Ye Luo can be so fierce when she gets angry; even her senior brother doesn't dare to speak.
“Shakya, if something really happens to Miss Li, I will never forgive myself or you for the rest of my life.” Ye Luo’s eyes reddened, and Shakya felt a pang of heartache.
Of course he knew.
That's not right.
He simply couldn't bear to watch Ye Luo die, especially since Miss Li's cultivation was quite profound.
They may not die.
"Ye Luo, don't worry, I will definitely find Miss Li. The most urgent task is to find these demons hiding in the cultivation sects."
They received the news.
Tonight is the fifteenth.
A treasure will be on display in the dungeon.
Resurrection Grass.
If obtained, it can regenerate tissue from decay.
It can remove scars, and even make one immune to all poisons after taking it.
Ye Luo thought of Ying Yuan.
Since her brother was burned, their relationship has never been as close as it used to be.
Ye Luo could even see the hatred in Ying Yuan's eyes.
She actually understood everything!
Yingyuan has always been most attached to her older sister.
My father is dead.
My mother died too.
Only she and Ying Yuan remained in the Ye family.
Even if she has killed all the murderers who killed her family, so what?
Her entire family left her.
What sustained Ye Luo through that agonizing time was her mother's dying wish.
I hope that peace can be restored to the world.
This is my mother's wish.
This is also an ideal that Ye Luo values more than life itself.
Regardless of the cost.
She also wanted to ensure that the lives of humans would no longer be filled with fear and anxiety.