Ever since the monsters appeared, Silver Ring had sensed a violent aura slowly rising in the air. Lately, she seemed normal on the surface, but her emotions were always subtly agitated. Especially after learning of a natural disaster in a certain place, her deep-seated restlessness would be ignited.

She suppressed her feelings, trying her best not to pay attention and distracting herself with other things.

In her mind, it was as if two little people were fighting. One told her to ignore everything and live freely until the day she died; the other kept nagging, saying that she was Nu Hui, a descendant of Mother Earth, and that she must inherit the responsibility of Nuwa to protect this land.

Yin Huan knew what was going on. She tried her best to block out the voices in her head, pretended to be happy, and spent her days at Zhou Dehai's film set.

Only by shifting her attention could her restless heart find temporary peace.

"White Hair said that this man is Su Yi's enemy and should be handed over to Su Yi to deal with personally." Black Xiong kicked the half-dead evil man on the ground and said, "This guy has become Su Yi's inner demon. If Su Yi does not personally kill his enemy, it will have an impact on him in the future."

Yin Huan frowned slightly: "Then cripple his cultivation and lock him up for now. Let Su Yi handle it himself after he finishes recuperating."

Indeed, having known Su Yi for so long, although he was calm and composed, there was always a faint melancholy in his wolf-like eyes. The hatred of killing his wife and children seemed to be a cage trapping him, preventing him from escaping.

Perhaps if he gets his revenge, he can move on from that grief.

Yin Huan glanced at He Bai, who was lying on the ground, and said, "He Bai, go inside and meditate. I've put some things inside."

After saying that, Yin Huan turned to Hei Xiong and said, "Now that you've finished your work, you should go and rest for a bit."

The bedroom contained her overflowing Nuwa power; they could meditate there and recover their strength more quickly. Although Hei Xiong seemed unharmed, his aura was somewhat unstable, likely because he had been struck by the Demon-Locking Banner that Su Yi had mentioned.

He Bai roared, licked its paws, stood up, shook its fur a couple of times, and walked gracefully and unhurriedly to the bedroom. He Bai truly lived up to its title as the king of beasts; even injured, it remained majestic and awe-inspiring.

After He Bai entered the house, Hei Xiong nodded to Yin Huan, then lowered his head, glanced fiercely at the injured Taoist on the ground, bent down, slapped the old Taoist's power away with a palm, and threw him into the corner of the kitchen.

The old Taoist was already seriously injured. When Hei Xiong struck him with his palm, he screamed in agony. His life force vanished at a visible speed, and in a short while he became emaciated and withered like a corpse. Only his eyes, which gleamed with hatred, proved that he was still alive.

After dealing with the old Taoist priest, Hei Xiong handed the Demon-Locking Banner he had taken from the priest to Yin Huan, and said with a sinister look, "Take a look and see if you can help the demon soul inside be released. I heard from He Bai that the Wolf Queen's demon soul is inside."

"I don't know how to chant scriptures," Yin Huan said, somewhat embarrassed.

Hei Xiong: "Bai Mao said that he can't convert the demon soul that has been refined. Maybe you have a way."

"Then I'll give it a try." Yin Huan took the Demon-Locking Banner, her mood slightly somber.

Hei Xiong sighed and walked to the bedroom with slightly heavy steps.

The battle at Shaoyang Mountain made him realize the hardships faced by the demon race, and at that moment, he began to understand Huo Fei better.

That sinister demon-locking banner imprisoned at least two hundred demon souls. More than two hundred demons... the entire demon prison combined doesn't contain that many.

Hei Xiong finally understood what the demons in the prison meant by the injustice of heaven. Those who could become demons had all cultivated for many years and gone through many tribulations before becoming human, but they, who seemed powerful, ultimately ended up being imprisoned.

How ironic.

This feeling of powerlessness, of being at the mercy of others, weighed heavily on Hei Xiong's mind.

Evil cultivators recklessly use demons as stepping stones on their path of cultivation, and the righteous path is no different. In these past few decades, it has been incredibly difficult for Huo Fei to earn a chance to breathe for everyone from the demon-slaying masters.

Without Huo Fei's agreement, the demon race would probably have been slaughtered to the point of near extinction.

Even these powerful demons are helpless against Taoist priests wielding artifacts that subdue demons; how much more so the lesser demons? If evil cultivators possess artifacts to deal with demons, the righteous sects are likely even more vulnerable.

However, with Huo Fei protecting them over the years, the righteous path has been able to set aside its prejudices against the demon race and stop targeting them specifically.

Yin Huan took the Demon-Locking Banner, and her mood immediately became heavy.

She didn't open the Demon-Locking Banner to examine it closely, but the resentment and murderous intent within it almost made her drop the banner.

She frowned, a look of grief and indignation flashing in her eyes.

Yin Huan sighed. This banner contained numerous demonic souls, and having been refined by evil magic, how easy would it be to deliver them from suffering? Huo Fei might have a way here, but right now, things were even more chaotic than in Hengdian, and he simply couldn't spare the time.

Forget it, when White Fur comes back, he can teach her to chant scriptures. For the sake of the wolf queen, we have to give it a try.

The Wolf Queen should not be imprisoned in the Demon Banner.

After putting away the Demon-Locking Banner, Yin Huan turned around and said to Zhou Dehai, who was lying on the sofa with his eyes wide open, too scared to move, "Brother Zhou, I'm sorry, I frightened you. Don't be afraid, I'll have Bai Mao erase this memory of yours when it gets light, and then you won't have to be afraid anymore."

After all, we're just ordinary people; not everyone is as carefree as Ahui. Come to think of it, Ahui's resilience is the greatest she's ever seen.

Zhou Dehai looked up, trembling as he stared at the silver ring, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Silver, Silver Ring, what exactly are you?"

If Zhou Dehai still can't see the problem by now, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it to die.

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