"Long Jin Han!!! Get out here!!!"
Xiao Zi's robes were soaked with the blood of demons, his eyes bloodshot, suppressing boundless rage.
"Bang—!" Another demon soldier who tried to block was sent flying.
"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor! It's not that the Lord refuses to see you! It's just that his current condition is truly not suitable for an appearance!"
Layer upon layer, countless demon soldiers came to obstruct.
"I don't care what his condition is!!! I must see him today!!!"
Demonic energy gathered in Xiao Zi's hand, a fierce wind raged, and he was about to attack the surrounding demons.
"Stop!"
Tang Yi sighed and raised a hand to signal the soldiers to retreat. "Come in with me."
Xiao Zi's gaze was ice-cold, a faint glow flickering in his deep pupils. He followed.
He followed Tang Yi all the way to the library and finally saw Long Jin Han.
His long eyelashes drooped, concealing endless desolation. His eyes were dim, a profound sorrow surfacing.
Long Jin Han leaned powerlessly by the bookshelves, stacks of ancient books on either side immersing him in a sea of literature.
"Bang—!" Xiao Zi clenched his fist and repeatedly struck the person before him.
Showing no mercy, he just swung his fist down, and again.
Zhong Yi Chuan frowned and looked at Tang Yi with concern, but Tang Yi shook his head, signaling that it was fine. The demon's fist carried no demonic energy whatsoever.
"Bang—! Bang—! Bang—!"
Blood trickled from Long Jin Han's lips, and his eyes were bruised and swollen.
"I'm asking you! Where is Xiao Gui!!!" Xiao Zi stopped his movements, gritting his trembling teeth.
"You found all sorts of ways to drive me away, and I thought you had some skill!!!"
Xiao Gui's inner demon had manifested, her body possessed. The moment Xiao Zi returned, he learned this terrible news.
As he fought, tears streamed from Xiao Zi's eyes, and his fists grew weak.
If only he had known... he would never have left...
"What should we do... Long Jin Han, tell me, what should we do..."
"Say something!!!"
Long Jin Han coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, his eyes vacant as he continued to search through the books, his numbness heartbreaking.
With the King's return, the morale of the demonized surged. They arrogantly informed all planes that they would launch a full-scale invasion in three days.
Without a doubt, Bai Ran would personally lead the charge...
The world was about to face unprecedented disaster, and all planes would become a living hell...
"Now is not the time to question whose fault it is."
From a corner, Bai Hu's figure gradually emerged. Beside him stood Xuan Wu, Fen Tian, and Ting Lan.
Shi Tian had seized control of Xie Tian's body and was devising plans for Bai Ran to conquer the world. Zhu Que, on the other hand, was on the brink of death, recuperating in Jiang Ye's room.
When the inner demon manifested and possessed Bai Ran's body, Bai Hu and the others lost contact with their master and were ejected from the space.
"What's most important now is how to stop the world's destruction and bring our master back."
Xiao Zi's eyes were filled with grief. "Xiao Gui... can she really come back..."
The atmosphere was heavy, and the entire library was utterly silent. Could Bai Ran truly return... the answer was hopeless...
Tang Yi rubbed his fingers, his head bowed low. "We previously found a method to separate the inner demon..."
"But... that requires the Soul Controlling Flute in Madam's possession..."
Now that Madam was controlled by the demonized, it was impossible for her to contract the Soul Controlling Flute and transfer souls.
All paths were blocked; they were at a dead end.
"Save our master! Our master must still be here!!!"
Zhu Que, covered in wounds, stumbled out, sobbing hoarsely. Large teardrops fell, splashing onto the ground.
"Our master could never be defeated by an inner demon!!!"
Jiang Ye's heart ached as if it were bleeding. He quickly supported Zhu Que but couldn't utter a single word.
The heads of friends and relatives, the sight of blood everywhere, no one could remain stone-hearted, let alone someone as deeply emotional as Bai Ran.
Moreover, Xuan Qing Hong, who had set the seal, was dead, the seal had shattered, and there was no one to stop the inner demon.
It was likely that this time, Bai Ran truly wouldn't return...
"There must be a way! I will never give up!!!"
Blood seeped from Zhu Que's bandages, yet she seemed not to feel any pain as she rushed to Long Jin Han's side and began searching through the ancient books.
"Master... Master can definitely be saved... definitely..."
She frantically flipped through book after book, her wounds tearing open as she moved.
"That's right... there must be a way to save Miss Bai..."
Jing Feng coughed a few times and limped out, leaning on the wall. "Let's search again..."
Xiao Zi cursed under his breath and silently picked up books to search.
Tang Yi's hands clenched, his chest tightening with unbearable pain.
"Bad news! Bad news! Countless demonized people have poured into the Demon Realm!!!"
A demon soldier ran in panicked, pointing outside with a trembling finger.
"What!" Zhong Yi Chuan turned sharply, his eyes filled with extreme panic. "Weren't they supposed to attack in three days? Why have they launched their assault now!!!"
Damn it! Bai Hu clenched his fist, blood dripping from his palm. "How can you believe what the demonized say!"
Insidious and cunning, the demonized had always been like this. How could they keep their word!
"Your Lord!" Tang Yi lowered his head, staring intently at the person before him, his expression one of utter grief. "Pull yourself together! The Demon Realm will be destroyed!"
Long Jin Han's expression was dazed, his eyes vacant, as he repeatedly turned the pages of the book.
Xiao Zi gritted his teeth, veins bulging in his arm. "What, you don't even want to see Xiao Gui one last time?"
Long Jin Han cared nothing for the fate of the Demon Realm, nor whether the world would become hell. What he cared about was always just that one person...
As expected, a flicker of light appeared in Long Jin Han's indifferent, numb eyes, and two lines of tears flowed down. "Girl..."
He tightly closed his eyes, put down the book in his hand, and slowly stood up.
...
"Ahhh—! Help! Help me—!!!"
"Don't kill me! Please don't kill me—!"
The citizens of the Demon Realm fled in panic, soldiers retreated one after another, only to be torn apart and slaughtered by the charging demonized.
The Demon Realm became a slaughterhouse. The Nine Calamities, familiar with the terrain and troop strength of the Demon Realm, acted as generals, continuously slaughtering the populace.
At the same time, other forces in the Nine Heavens, the Lower Realm, Middle Realm, and Upper Realm, were invaded by large numbers of demonized.
Sect Master Xiong, Qiao Mu, and Liang Wen Jing were all fighting to the death against the sudden attacks of the demonized.
The Star Picking Academy could not withstand the vast numbers of demonized. Its gates were breached, and countless students died at the hands of the demonized.
The Vermillion Bird Kingdom, having just escaped the wolf's den, now fell into the tiger's maw. Murong Chen clutched his head in pain, unable to bear the sounds of wailing and pleading from outside.
Mu Zi Kun, in order to protect Wu Zhuo, was torn apart by three demonized. Wu Zhuo cried out in agony, his grief piercing.
The mortal world had become hell; this was a disaster that no one could escape.