Finally, it took Leng Yan and the others nearly half an hour to reach the gate of the Demon Palace.

Looking at the towering black gate in front of her, Leng Yan's face under the veil curved into a shallow arc. Since they all wanted to plot against her, they would have to pay the price.

Leng Yan was led inside by the palace maid. As she got closer, the atmosphere around her became more and more depressing. Finally, Leng Yan saw the Demon Lord sitting on the throne in the hall.

Leng Yan looked up at the Demon Lord and had to admit that he was indeed handsome. He still looked like a young man in his twenties, with a charming appearance. His almond-shaped eyes added a bit of sharpness, and his red robes made him even more charming. But he also had a majestic aura.

If people didn't know that the man in front of them killed his father to gain power, many would probably think that he was a gentle and affectionate man.

Leng Yan watched as the Demon Lord suddenly laughed without warning. The gentle laughter was extremely clear in the quiet hall, but there was no smile in her eyes. The Demon Lord Xiao He raised his eyebrows and looked at Leng Yan with a smile on his face and asked, "What are you laughing at?" His tone was gentle, as if an elder was chatting with a junior.

Leng Yan said, "I suddenly remembered that you seduced Wen Shi before." As soon as these words came out, the servants in the hall lowered their heads, wishing they couldn't hear them at this moment.

But Xiao He, the person involved, didn't care at all. He looked at Leng Yan and said, "Wen Shi told you? What? Now you call him by his name instead of Master. Do you know his true identity?"

Leng Yan spoke calmly, as if chatting with a friend: "Why else would the Demon Lord think I left the sect?" The Demon Lord said: "Then do you want to kill Wen Shi with me?"

Leng Yan said, "No. But can you guess why I came to the Demon Realm?" Xiao He said, "To avoid Wen Shi?" Leng Yan said, "That's not the case. I came here to fight you."

Xiao He looked at Leng Yan and said, "I am at the Mahayana stage, and you are only at the Void Refining stage. Are you sure you can survive a fight with me?"

Leng Yan said indifferently: "I don't expect to beat you. I just want to help Xiao Qingchuan rebel and delay time." As soon as these words came out, the smile on Xiao He's face disappeared instantly. What he hated most in his life was that others coveted the position where he was sitting.

At this time, Leng Yan continued, "I guess he has already started an army. Do you want to go out and take a look?" Xiao He looked at Leng Yan with sharp eyes and asked, "Is it you?" Leng Yan looked at the Demon Lord with indifferent eyes and said, "How could it be me? I don't want to cause a war between immortals and demons because of me. You should ask your good children about this question later."

Xiao He looked at Leng Yan and called out, "Luo Yue." The moment the voice fell, a woman appeared in front of Leng Yan. Xiao He looked at Leng Yan and said, "Luo Yue, keep an eye on her." After saying that, he was about to leave but was stopped by a formation. Leng Yan looked at him and said, "It's not climax yet. There's nothing to see if you go out."

Then he looked at Luoyue and said, "Do you think a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator can stop me? I never said I wouldn't kill women." As he spoke, the Hanyue Sword appeared in his hand and he stabbed it at Luoyue's Nascent Soul without hesitation.

Luoyue didn't expect Leng Yan to be so decisive. She drew her sword without any hesitation and stabbed her. She didn't react in time and was stabbed in the Nascent Soul by Leng Yan's sword. She fell to the ground and soon died.

Then Leng Yan drew out his sword and looked at Xiao He with a cold expression. He found that Xiao He was also looking at him. Leng Yan looked at Xiao He and said, "I forgot to tell you one thing. The formation you set up outside was broken by me when I came here."

Xiao He looked at Leng Yan in front of him and laughed for no apparent reason, saying, "You're really amazing. That madman Wen Shi actually taught you to be such an excellent madman." Leng Yan looked at him without saying a word.

At this time, Xiao He said again: "Since you want to fight with me, I will fight with you." As he said that, a black magic knife appeared in his hand and slashed towards Leng Yan.

Leng Yan raised the Hanyue Sword to block Xiao He's attack. The magic knife slashed at Leng Yan's Hanyue Sword, causing Leng Yan's palm to go numb.

Leng Yan immediately pushed Xiao He's magic knife away, then wielded the Cold Moon Sword, sending streams of sword energy slashing towards Xiao He. Soon, the hall was in shambles, and the two were already competing in their magical weapons. Any weapon Leng Yan pulled out was either a semi-immortal or a top-grade magical weapon. While Xiao He's magical weapons weren't as high-level as Leng Yan's, he possessed many more.

Leng Yan kept throwing poison and talismans at Xiao He, occasionally freeing up one hand to set up formations. Huge explosions continued to rip through the hall, but the main hall remained standing. This was because the Demon Palace was constructed of black stone, the hardest material in the world of cultivation. Therefore, even though the interior of the hall was completely destroyed, it had not suffered any substantial damage.

At this time, Xiao He felt that the space in the hall was too small for fighting, so he wanted to fly out from the roof. Unexpectedly, he hit the hard black stone and it hurt his head. Leng Yan took this opportunity to tie up Xiao He with a fairy chain.

Xiao He wanted to struggle but was tied up by the Immortal Binding Chain. His cultivation was sealed and he couldn't use his demonic energy at all.

Leng Yan stood in front of him, took a Huiling Pill and said, "I'll treat you to a good show." After she finished speaking, she found that Xiao He had fainted, and his lips were purple and his face was blue, obviously he was poisoned.

Seeing this, Leng Yan said, "It seems you can't watch anymore." With that, he walked out of the hall. It was now so quiet outside that not even a single attendant could be seen. Leng Yan guessed that he must have heard about the rebellion and fled, fearing being implicated, or perhaps the Demon Lord had sent him to dispatch his subordinates. Thinking of this, Leng Yan returned to the hall without further thought.

Leng Yan looked at the high throne in the hall and sat on it directly, waiting for others to come. He waited for nearly half a day. During this half day, Leng Yan killed many more demon cultivators. They were all summoned by Xiao He during the fight. At this time, Leng Yan noticed that some people were approaching the Demon Palace and there were quite a few people coming.

At this time, the ground in the Demon Palace was filled with corpses, and Leng Yan's Han Yue Sword stood by, dripping with blood.

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