"What about you? Do you dare to face your own face?" Mu Yaxi interrupted her laughter. Anji's laughter was sharp, like a pair of ghost claws scratching on a blackboard, sharp and piercing, making people's backs chill. Mu Yaxi felt that her ghostly appearance had given her goose bumps, and the sharp voice made her heart tremble a little, as if the dark side of her heart was about to be drawn out, and the desire to kill was about to emerge.

"This is a necessary process for practicing advanced magic. If you keep practicing, your appearance will return and be even more beautiful than before." Angie touched her wrinkled face, and the longing in her eyes seemed as if she had already seen herself become more beautiful.

Luo Youyou pondered. Other witches would become warped and deformed after practicing black magic, their bodies slowly decaying, but Circe's appearance remained unchanged. She had seen her in the underworld, a little dirty, but her face was normal. Could it be true, as Angie said, that practicing to a certain level would restore her health? Why did she feel vaguely uneasy?

Before they knew it, they had arrived at Kara's former palace. The stench of decay was even stronger, like a battlefield that had been left unattended. The vampires were already feeling a bit dizzy from the fumes. Even Mu Yaxi, whose sense of smell was far less sensitive than the vampires', felt the smell pique a nerve, a throbbing nerve at the tip of her nose, giving her a headache.

The gate slowly opened, solemn and majestic. The original door looked no different from an ordinary thatched house, but it was only once you entered that a new world appeared. The current door had been renovated and the entire door reached the top of the house. It was replaced with a heavy iron door. Standing in front of this door made people feel insignificant.

Sersi sat on the throne. Beneath it stood two rows of hideous-looking witches, which only served to accentuate her calm face. She leaned lazily against the throne, her narrow, almond-shaped eyes gleaming with a lively light as she glanced at Luo Youyou. In front of her lay a plate of ripe, sparkling cherries. She picked one up and took a careless bite, her red lips slightly parted as she said, "Little girl, I knew you would come."

The voice was slightly cold, neither friendly nor hostile, just indifferent.

"Then you should know the purpose of my coming." Luo Youyou also said indifferently. The two of them talked back and forth, like two old friends who had not seen each other for a long time, chatting about family matters.

"I know." Circe gestured to the maid on standby behind her.

The maid came down carrying a black tray decorated with dragon carvings. On the tray were the soul ring and the spirit staff. She respectfully placed the tray in Luo Youyou's hand.

The vampires were bewildered. Didn't Sersi make some kind of deal with Gayi? Why would she hand over the artifact so easily? Was this a trick?

"You..." Luo Youyou was at a loss for words. Things that could be easily obtained always made her feel uneasy.

"You vampires treat this broken thing like a treasure, but I don't want it." Sissi slowly spat out a fruit core, and the maid next to her caught it with her hand.

"That's a billion..."

"Him?" Circe's expression finally brightened, one filled with disdain and disgust. "Whose den does he come from? How dare he talk to me?"

Luo Youyou was ashamed. After all, Gayi was a powerful prince of the Camarilla. During his reign, even when he wanted to launch a war against the Witch Country, the seven clans of the Camarilla had to obey his orders. But in Circe's eyes, he was just a dog from some unknown den...

"Then why did you..." Luo Youyou hadn't finished saying the last two words "give it to me" when Sissi impatiently interrupted her.

"Little girl, I'll give it to whoever I want. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll be a toy for my little darling."

As soon as she finished speaking, a massive, bloody dog ​​rushed over to Circe, growling and wagging its tail. It was completely hairless, standing as tall as an adult, with a massive head the size of two balls. The outline of its skeleton could be clearly seen on its head, covered in rotten flesh, and its entire body was red.

"Look, my little baby likes it very much." Circe said, pecking it on the big head, making everyone gag.

"You really don't have any conditions?" Luo Youyou quickly put the soul ring and spirit staff into her small bag, fearing that Cersei would really give them to such a disgusting monster.

"Just leave me alone," Circe, who had just been being affectionate with the monster, suddenly turned around, a gleam in her eyes, and declared her sovereignty with an irresistible majesty, "The demon world is mine."

Luo Youyou finally understood. Circe's message was, "Mind your own business!" Even if she turned the entire demonic realm into a purgatory, that was the demonic realm's business. Barro had once been the ruler of the demonic realm, and it seemed Circe was worried that Luo Youyou would inherit his legacy. On a different note, was Circe also wary of him? Trading two sacred artifacts for a lifetime of peace was a shrewd trade.

Luo Youyou doesn't consider herself a saint, nor does she have a compassionate heart. She only cares about what she cares about. Everyone has their own destiny, which she can't take care of or control. As long as the people she cares about are safe, she has nothing else to ask for.

"The Demon Realm is yours, and I won't interfere. However, I hope you can spare the elves in the Demon Realm." Luo Youyou thought of the old Elf King and Hammi.

"I'm too lazy to do anything to those little shrimps." Sissi became lazy again and waved her hand to send her "little darling" away. The "little darling" happily went into the back hall.

"Then we won't bother you anymore." Luo Youyou felt relieved and prepared to return to the Spirit Realm with everyone.

"I'll send you back to the human world." Angie put her hand on the spirit key to stop Luo Youyou, but she seemed to be showing off her witchcraft and didn't seem to want to help at all.

Luo Youyou didn't refute, but simply pulled the spirit key back from her "claws"...

"Bang, bang, bang"

With a few loud bangs, a group of people fell from the sky, smashing a deep hole in the ground. The underground pipes were broken, and water columns rushed into the sky, scaring the few pedestrians on the road.

The afternoon sun was at its brightest. A group of people were soaked like drowned rats, with smoke billowing from their bodies. They were like ghostly shadows, and they rushed to the surrounding buildings to avoid the scorching sun.

"Damn it! She's trying to kill us!" Mu Yaxi cursed. Yin Zhan had been holding her since they fell from mid-air, fearing that she would fall. Now that she was still in Yin Zhan's arms, she no longer cared about her "ladylike" image.

Several pedestrians stopped, thinking they had seen some aliens, and were so frightened that they could not move. This gave Luo Youyou an opportunity. After she hypnotized them one by one, these people ran away like the wind. The only ones left on the empty street were a group of vampires hiding from the sun under the eaves and several water jets gushing out of the big pit.