Above the vast palace, Yan Shi, dressed in black, floated in the air, his hands trembling as he controlled a magical artifact shaped like nine interlocking rings. Strands of spiritual energy surrounded him, which were continuously being absorbed by the nine interlocking rings.
He turned around and looked down at the few people who were stumbling out of the palace. When he saw the figure of the person he was worried about, he breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.
Outside the palace, Qi Yu led the group and fled desperately towards the place Yan Shi had mentioned, and soon they arrived at the rift.
The crack was located next to a large tree behind the palace, with a gap faintly visible on the thick trunk.
Chen Buming asked breathlessly, "Where is Senior Brother Yan?"
The communication jade talisman hanging from Qi Yu's waist lit up faintly again.
"Grandmaster Uncle, you go first, I'll cover the rear."
Qi Yu looked at the message, gritted her teeth, and said, "The time it takes for an incense stick to burn is up. The magic artifact that delayed the Demonic Sect has now become ineffective. Yan Shi may have already been discovered. He used up all his spiritual power using the magic artifact, so he probably can't move. You all go out first, and I will bring Yan Shi over."
Chen Buming, carrying two people, said with difficulty, "Junior Sister Yu, you..."
"Stop nagging!"
Qi Yu pushed the two people on her shoulders to Wu Shuyi and turned to run towards the palace.
Before Chen Buming could say anything more, He Miao had already carried the person and crawled into the crevice in the tree trunk. She said calmly, "She can handle it."
"This..." Chen Buming hesitated for a moment, then followed him inside.
With red-rimmed eyes, Wu Shuyi watched Qi Yu's retreating figure, biting her lower lip tightly, and finally followed without looking back.
At this time, the palace was gradually regaining its light.
The weaker monsters had not yet completely escaped the influence of the "Hell of No Return" and were still groaning in pain.
The Blood Fiend Cult demon cultivators, led by the Holy Maiden Burning Heart, recovered somewhat faster and are now fine.
Suddenly, a jade earring near Burning Heart's ear began to glow with tiny points of light.
She listened intently for a moment, then flicked her sleeve, causing the Blood Fiend Cult tokens carried by all the demonic cultivators to flash.
The woman in white lightly plucked the strings of the jade zither, and in the next instant, all the demonic cultivators vanished.
She nodded slightly and said gently to Demon Lord Chenyan, "Demon Lord, there are important matters to discuss within the sect, so I will take my leave first. Congratulations again on your great achievement in demonic arts."
A faint light enveloped the woman, and Burning Heart's figure gradually disappeared.
Only a few monsters remained inside the palace, still groaning in pain.
"..."
The Demon Lord Chen Yan, kneeling beside the iron cage, slowly raised his head, looking at the empty cage with a face as dark as ink.
He spread his arms, and wisps of dark purple demonic energy emanated from his chest, quickly locking onto the magic weapon user who dared to play tricks in front of him.
The next second, a man dressed in black was pulled in front of him by his power.
The man in black was pale, his neck gripped tightly by the Demon Lord Shenyan. If the Demon Lord Shenyan exerted even a little more force, he would die.
However, he seemed completely unconcerned, and even had the leisure to curl the corners of his mouth into a smile, saying, "Soaking in human blood, how disgusting, it stinks."
The person he was worried about is now safe and sound, so he has nothing to fear.
The Demon Lord Chen Yan's purple eyes grew even deeper. He opened his mouth, and his blood-red maw grew larger and larger, almost big enough to swallow Yan Shi's head whole.
Yan Shi was holding something in his hand. He narrowed his eyes and twitched his fingers slightly, as if he was about to crush it.
"brush--"
A long sword, gleaming with a lustrous light, flew out of nowhere, piercing straight through the throat of the Demon Lord Chenyan, severing the wrist that was gripping Yan Shi, and then circled back to someone else's hand.
The large hand that had been restraining Yan Shi loosened its grip, his fingertips paused, and a chain wrapped around his waist, pulling him to the entrance of the main hall.
A clear, crisp sound came from outside the hall.
"Ugh, that's kind of disgusting."
The girl stood at the entrance of the main hall, one hand gripping the chain binding Yan Shi, the other hand disdainfully clutching a long sword.
After uttering those harsh words, she turned around and tried to pull Yan Shi away.
"Bang!"
A loud crash echoed from the palace gates, and a dark purple barrier appeared at the entrance, blocking the way.
Qi Yu: "..."
She turned around with a forced laugh.
The hole in the throat of the Demon Lord Chenyan was quickly repaired by wisps of demonic energy, and the severed hand was returned to his broken wrist.
He stretched his body, his robust frame growing several times larger, poised to strike.
"Trying to run?" The Demon Lord Chenyan smirked. "Don't forget who the master of this little world is."
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen demons in the hall raised their heads, and several pairs of evil purple eyes stared unblinkingly at Qi Yu at the door.
Qi Yu blinked, taking in the enemy's situation.
Fifteen low-level monsters that were manageable, four mid-level monsters that were somewhat troublesome, and one Demon Lord Chenyan that was clearly unbeatable.
what to do.
Qi Yu no longer hesitated and called out to Feng Xiao in his mind.
[Feng Xiao, emergency SOS!]
After a long while, there was still no sound.
The Demon Lord Chen Yan's smile became even more unrestrained.
Qi Yu's forehead was covered in sweat.
What happened?!
Feng Xiao didn't seem to receive her cries for help!
"Naive." Demon Lord Chen Yan stretched his wrists and said slowly, "In my little world, your every move is under my watchful eye. I thought you were just a few little mice that couldn't see the light of day and I was too lazy to bother with you. I never expected that you would make me suffer."
"If you had just run away, perhaps I could have let you go." His purple eyes locked onto the girl in black, and he laughed wildly, "But you, oblivious to your own mortality, have come back again."
Qi Yu swallowed hard, gripping the Compassion Sword tightly in his hand, still trying to call out to Feng Xiao.
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