A thousand miles away, it's also a ordinary deep night, that bright moon is hanging high in the sky, quietly watching this mundane world.

  In the wilderness, there was also a person who raised his head to gaze at that one cold moon. He wore a long gown with long sleeves, still dressed in Taoist attire. On his angular face, an air of majesty and power could still be faintly seen.

  The night wind on the field blows gently, the wild grass sways, and between the fluttering clothes and silence, it seems that time has also come to a standstill.

  But who can stay with time, and in your daze, it's still been ten years.

  Someone sighed, a faint voice slowly drifting away in the wind.

  In this quiet and peaceful atmosphere, a voice suddenly came from afar, with a hint of laughter, saying: "This beautiful scenery, the Taoist priest appreciates the moon alone, what a wonderful mood!"

  The sound started from a distance, but by the time he finished speaking, it was already behind him. The Taoist took a deep breath, turned around, and under the moonlight, it was surprisingly Cang Song, the Taoist who had colluded with the demonic sect and betrayed Qing Yun ten years ago.

  Standing not far behind him, however, was the Ghost King Sect's Master, Ghost King, with a smile on his face. At this moment, although Ghost King's expression seemed normal, his white hair made him look somewhat haggard. Only in his eyes did another intense light flicker, even more piercing than usual.

  Cang Song Dao Ren's gaze swept across Gui Wang's hair, his originally calm and composed expression changed in an instant, and he exclaimed: " Sect Master, what's going on with your hair...?"

  The Demon King smiled faintly, and the old pine Taoist had such a reaction, which was actually within his expectations. For someone with such deep cultivation like him, even if he were to live for another hundred years, his appearance would not change much, but this time, suddenly turning white-haired in just three days, outsiders who didn't know better, like the old pine Taoist, would naturally be shocked to the extreme, thinking that he had encountered some problem in his cultivation.

  The Demon King didn't explain, and his expression didn't change much either. He just smiled and said: "You and I are both cultivators, but we're also ordinary people after all. There will always be grievances and emotional wounds."

  Cang Song Dao's face fell, and he said solemnly, "You're right, I spoke too much."

  The Demon King shook his head and smiled, walking to the side of Cang Song Dao Ren with his hands behind his back. He said with a smile: "Let's not mention it. However, since the battle at Qing Yun ten years ago, I've heard that you, Dao Zhang, have been revered by the Wan Du Men as a deity, and are highly respected. I don't know what urgent matter you have to discuss with me tonight. If that Poison God were to find out, I wouldn't mind, but it might be inconvenient for you."

  Cang Song Dao Ren gazed at Gui Wang for a long time, and Gui Wang didn't ask much either, still maintaining a smile, smiling and waiting. After a while, Cang Song sighed: " Sect Master, you are indeed not an ordinary person, to be honest, I have made an appointment with the Sect Master tonight, and there is something important to discuss."

  The Demon King said: "Please speak, Daozhang."

  Cang Song glanced at Gui Wang and said, "Master, you should know that the master of the Wàn Dú Mén, Du Shen, has passed away three days ago."

  Cang Song Dao Ren's voice was not loud, but it was like a silent thunderclap. Even the Ghost King, who had such a strong willpower, couldn't help but tremble and change his face, blurting out: "What?"

  Cang Song stared at the Ghost King and said, "The Poison God has passed away three days ago. After his death, he left a will to pass on the position of Sect Master to his youngest disciple, Qin Wu Yan."

  The Demon King gradually calmed down, but his eyebrows were still deeply furrowed, his face calm but his heart like a thousand horses and ten thousand troops rushing together, all sorts of thoughts surging unceasingly.

  At present, the three major factions of the Demon Sect are at odds with each other. What he fears most in his heart is this old and cunning Wan Du Men's old poisonous creature. As long as he is there, Gui Wang Zong almost has no chance to pull Wan Du Men down from the first faction position of the Demon Sect. But now, this old poisonous creature who seemed would never die has actually died so quietly!

  The Demon King took a deep breath, his gaze returning to the face of Cang Song Dao Ren. He suddenly smiled and said: "The Poison God Old Senior was my Holy Sect's respected predecessor, and it is truly heartbreaking that he has passed away this time." His words were filled with mourning, but there was not a hint of sadness in his smile.

  The person standing opposite him, Cang Song Dao, also had a calm and collected expression, it was clear that neither of them had any nostalgia for the deceased old man.

  "However," the Ghost King seemed to reveal a hint of caution, saying: "Before I came, how could I not have heard any news about this?! In these three days, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has been very calm, but not a single piece of information has been leaked out."

  Cang Song Dao Ren smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain, saying: "After the old man's death, although he passed on the order to Qin Wu Yan to take over as the master, several other disciples who rushed back to see him off refused to give up. They continued to quarrel over the position of master and temporarily suppressed the news of the old man's death. Now, except for a few of us who are aware of it, including myself, most of the Wan Du Men disciples still do not know about this matter."

  The Demon King was a figure of great stature, and upon hearing this, he immediately understood the situation. A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and after a moment's contemplation, he said to Daoist Cangsong: "This matter is not trivial, and the fact that you have informed me of it shows your great kindness. I am deeply grateful."

  Cang Song Dao Ren smiled and said: "I dare not."

  The Demon King's eyes flashed and he said, "Does the Daozhang have anything else to say? Speak freely."

  Cang Song Dao Ren hummed and said, "The Sect Master is a heroic and brilliant leader, I won't beat around the bush. The Ten Thousand Poison Sect no longer has a place for me, Cang Song. I hope the Sect Master will recall our past acquaintance and take me in."

  The Demon King said in surprise: "What is Daozhang talking about? With Daozhang being such a figure, I have been expecting him to come for a long time, but he has not arrived. It's just that Daozhang has always held a high position in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and is also from the same Holy Sect as me, so I didn't dare to invite him casually. Could it be that after the death of the Poison God, there have been some changes?"

  Cang Song Dao Ren nodded and said: "The Sect Master's eyes are like a torch, the Toxic God is indeed not wrong about me, but that Qin Wu Yan has always been at odds with me. Moreover, this time the Wan Du Men people are vying for position, the high-ranking masters in the sect are all standing on their respective mountain peaks, staring each other down. In my opinion, even if someone can unify the Toxic Sect and sit firmly in position, they will definitely be severely injured and cannot last for a day."

  The Demon King burst out laughing, his laughter echoing loudly in the wilderness. After a moment, he composed himself and said seriously: "Don't worry, Daozhang. Qin Wuyan is just a minor figure who doesn't know your greatness. Please come to my Demon King Sect and take the position of honor. Everything will be done as you wish, and you won't have any worries."

  Cang Song Dao's face showed a joyful expression, and he nodded: "Thank you so much, Sect Master."

  The Demon King smiled and nodded, his eyes flashing as he said: "Since Daozhang is now a member of my family, I'll take the liberty to ask him, which among the Poison God's disciples has the most hope of inheriting the position of Sect Master?"

  Cang Song sank into thought for a long time, then said: "Although the various top masters in the sect are divided and facing each other, but from my perspective, I'm afraid that in the end, Qin Wu Yan still has the greatest chance of winning. This person is young, but his mind is deep and profound, and he has obtained the true transmission of the Poison God, so he can't be underestimated. However, a few months ago, he was injured by Gui Li in the Western Dead Marsh, and it's said that the Xue Xue Pearl's evil spirit is unmatched, deeply penetrating into his bones and marrow, and until now, he still hasn't recovered. That's why those several of his senior brothers took advantage of the situation to rise up, otherwise, with his abilities, those several useless senior brothers wouldn't be his match."

  The Demon King was taken aback, and the demon's sudden attack on Qin Wu Yan's matter had also been in the Dead Marsh, but the demon had not revealed it to the outside world. He was also unaware of it. This time, he suddenly heard Cang Song Dao Ren mention this matter, and his heart involuntarily flashed with the demon's shadow, and the light in his eyes surged for a moment.

  His gaze was so fierce that even the Daoist of Cangsong was shocked and asked in surprise: "Master, what's wrong?"

  The King of Ghosts came to his senses, let out a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Nothing, just didn't expect that the ghost I cultivated would become such a great vessel, my heart is filled with joy."

  Cang Song Dao Ren glanced at him, his expression unchanged, and didn't say anything else. But in his heart, the figure of Zhang Xiao Fan from ten years ago on Qing Yun Mountain suddenly emerged, and thinking of Gui Wang's expression just now, he couldn't help but sneer coldly in his heart.

  Kitsune-yama, the main temple of the Oniō-ji school.

  The magic wand that had fallen from the sky, flashing with a blue light, quietly flew back into his sleeve, and Gui Li's figure once again appeared in front of the entrance to the Gui Wang Sect's main hall.

  The several Ghost King Sect disciples guarding the entrance were startled, and immediately hastily stepped aside, repeatedly calling out: "Deputy Sect Master."

  Guilei didn't say anything, his face expressionless, and directly walked inside. Xiao Hui perched on his shoulder, looking around as usual, but after a moment, it brought its gaze back, after all, this place was too familiar for it.

  The demon slowly walked back to his own room, pushed open the stone door, and everything in the room was exactly the same as when he left, as if no one had touched it. He stood in the room for a long time, as if thinking about something, and there was even a rare hint of hesitation and fear on his face. Xiao Hui jumped down from his shoulder, hopped onto the bed two or three times, and started playing by itself.

  The ghost's lips were tightly closed, and he suddenly let out a sigh, as if he had made some kind of decision. He turned around and walked out, heading towards the cold ice chamber deep in the mountain belly.

  Along the way, he encountered many disciples of the Gui Wang Zong, but for this vice sect master who had disappeared for a long time and suddenly appeared again, they all walked away with their heads down without exception. In their eyes, it seemed that the farther away from this man, the better. However, Gui Lie apparently wouldn't notice the attitudes of these people, silently walking forward, his room was not far from the Han Bing Stone Chamber, soon he arrived in front of the stone chamber and saw the figure standing outside.

  Yuugi

  A strange thought suddenly flashed through Gui Li's mind: how did it seem that every time he came to see Bi Yao, You Ji was always standing outside this stone room? It seemed she really had strong feelings for Bi Yao...

  Just as he was thinking this, Youji also seemed to have heard the footsteps and looked up, seemingly not expecting Gui Lian to appear suddenly, her body slightly trembling.

  Guilei nodded silently to her, which was considered a greeting, then walked past her side and headed towards the entrance of the Ice Stone Chamber.

  Under the black veil, Yu Ji was silent and voiceless.

  Just as Gui Li was about to push open the stone gate, he suddenly stopped and turned around to look at You Ji, saying: "You..."

  He rarely spoke with Youji, and at this moment he suddenly didn't know how to address her.

  "You call Bi Yao something, you can also call me that!"

  Guilian was silent for a moment, as if he had touched on some other matter. The two of them fell into silence for a while, but Guilian finally spoke up and said: "Youji, the last time I left, I asked Qinglong Shengshi to send the remains of the Great Witch back to Nanjiang..."

  "You can rest assured, big brother has been sent off, but for some reason, he still hasn't returned with any news." As she spoke, although her expression couldn't be seen, a hint of rare anxiety seeped into her tone. "Recently, the southern border has been plagued by beastly demons, and big brother's abilities are deep, but...but I don't know why he still hasn't come back."

  The demon's eyebrows furrowed, and he was silent for a moment before saying, "You can rest assured! The Qinglong Shengshi's dao is very powerful, those beast demons won't be able to do anything to him." He paused for a moment, then said, "Then I'll go in."

  Yu Ji nodded silently and didn't say another word.

  Rumble

  The heavy stone gate made a low sound, opening and closing behind him, and Gui Li found himself once again in the cold ice stone room, silently gazing at that peaceful and beautiful figure.

  A faint white mist rose gently from the icy surface, drifting in mid-air, slowly wandering, making people feel a sense of unreality. On the smooth ground, one could still vaguely see the remnants of that shocking "Soul Summoning" spell, the dull crimson color, which now seemed to have quietly merged into the stone.

  The ghostly lips trembled slightly for some reason, and he slowly walked over, stepping on the residual red marks, passing through the faint white smoke, and Bi Yao's peaceful face appeared before his eyes.

  It's as if nothing has changed at all. She looks like she did back then, still the beautiful young girl I first met ten years ago...

  The ghost's body shook even more violently, and in front of Bi Yao's stone pedestal, he slowly bowed his head, and a stifled sobbing sound that he desperately tried to suppress but couldn't finally echoed in the stone chamber.

  Suddenly, the ghostly figure's body shook, and with a reverse palm, he actually slapped himself heavily on the face. The loud sound of his palm hitting his cheek reverberated through the stone chamber, as if only this could slightly vent the man's pain and regret.

  "Sorry, Biyao, sorry......" The low voice was desperately suppressing its own sound, saying it so softly and repeatedly.

  After an unknown period of time, the tranquility that had returned to the stone chamber was once again disrupted. The stone door was pushed open by someone. A silver-haired ghost king slowly walked in and stood behind Gui Li. Gui Li's body, which had been crouched beside Bi Yao, moved slightly as he slowly got up and turned around to look back.

  The eyes of the two men met, but both were taken aback. Gui Li saw Gui Wang's head full of white hair, while Gui Wang saw the five fingerprints slowly appearing on Gui Li's face.

  "You're back." The Ghost King's voice sounded a bit strange, with a hint of subtle warmth amidst the flat tone, yet there was another inexplicable eerie feeling.

  Guilei nodded silently. The Demon King was obviously accustomed to Guilei's personality and didn't mind, saying: "Come with me for a moment! There's an old acquaintance I think you should meet, and something big is about to happen in our Demon King Sect."

  The ghost's face showed a hint of surprise, clearly not knowing who this so-called old acquaintance was. However, looking at his expression, he didn't seem to want to know either. He turned his head and glanced at Bi Yao again, as if wanting to deeply engrave her pale complexion into his memory, never to change it again. Then, he turned around and walked out.

  The King of Ghosts' gaze also lightly swept over his daughter, with a benevolent expression in his eyes, before he too retreated. When he turned around, no one could see that weakness anymore.

  You Ji was still standing outside the door, Gui Li stood in front waiting, Gui Wang took two steps forward and suddenly turned his head to You Ji saying: "You come too!"

  Yuè Ji nodded slightly and followed him up.

  Three people left the icy stone room, walked through the winding corridor, and came to a secluded house deep in the mountain. The Ghost King pushed the door open and went in first, followed by Gui Li walking into the stone room. There were already two people inside, one of whom was wearing a black veil, who was none other than the mysterious Mr. Gui; the other person had a Taoist robe and a square face, surprisingly it was actually Cang Song Dao Ren.

  Upon hearing the footsteps, Cang Song Dao Ren and Gui Xian Sheng also turned their heads to look over.

  When Gui Li and Cang Song Dao Ren's eyes met, both of them were stunned. The ten years seemed to have suddenly stopped, as if the heavens had brought a cruel joke upon people. Ah, those who once stood at the summit of Qing Yun Mountain! Now they meet again in such circumstances.

  Who is manipulating everything in the dark?

  The atmosphere in the room was momentarily silent, with no one speaking. Gui Li and Cang Song Dao people looked at each other, both expressionless, but their eyes were so complex that anyone could not figure out the thread.

  The Ghost King walked over with a smile and said, "What's wrong, it's been a long time since we've met, let's sit down and talk!"

  As soon as he spoke up, the atmosphere improved a bit. Gui Li and Cang Song Daoren shifted their gaze away and sat down separately.

  The Demon King first said to Gui Lie, "Cang Song Dao Chang is now a deity worshipped by our Demon King Sect. From now on, we are all fellow practitioners. If there's an opportunity, you should also get closer to him."

  The ghost's eyes flashed, and he said: "Isn't Daozhang in the Wan Du Men? How did you end up at the Gui Wang Zong?"

  Cang Song Dao Ren seemed to have expected this question, his expression didn't change at all, and he didn't say a word. As expected, Gui Wang smiled and opened his mouth beside him: "Because the Wan Du Men has undergone a great change."

  "What, a great change?" As soon as this was said, not only Ghost Li but also the two mysterious figures with black veils over their faces, Yu Ji and Ghost Gentleman, looked like they had been shocked. Now that the Demon Sect has divided into three factions, each faction is restraining the others, and a great change in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is naturally a great opportunity for the other two factions.

  "What great change?"

  The Demon King smiled slightly and said, "The Poison God is already dead."

  "What?" This message was even more astonishing than the Ghost King's words just now, and Gui Liang and others who knew the pros and cons of the situation naturally understood what this person's death meant.

  The Demon King glanced at everyone and smiled: "You are all not fools, you should all know that we are facing an opportunity now."

  The demon's expression turned solemn as he pondered for a moment, then looked at the Daoist priest and asked, "Is this news brought by... this Daoist?"

  The Demon King nodded and said: "Not bad, and in the past few days I have also secretly verified it, and indeed it is true."

  The demon took a deep breath and said, "What's the current situation with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?"

  The Demon King glanced at Cang Song, and Cang Song understood, saying: "Before the Poison God died, he left the position of Master to Qin Wu Yan, but his other disciples were not convinced. Now the Ten Thousand Poison Sect is in chaos, and for the sake of competing for the position of Master, the various powerful experts within the sect have divided into factions, constantly fighting each other."

  The Demon King said, "The more chaotic the better, the more chaotic the better, this is the best opportunity for our unification of the Holy Church." He paused for a moment, and suddenly turned to Ghost and laughed, "To say that it was you who severely injured Qin Wu Yan in the Dead Marsh, which led to this chaos, your contribution is not small."

  The demon's heart moved slightly, and he looked up at the Demon King. He saw that the Demon King's gaze was as usual, with a sharp glint in his eyes, but there was no unusual expression to be seen, so he remained silent.

  The Demon King didn't say much on this topic, and said: "Today, I invited everyone to come here for discussion, mainly because the Daoist Master Cangsong has a plan that can help our Demon King Sect to wipe out the Myriad Poison Sect at once..."

  Everyone was shocked. The Wàn Dú Mén had always been considered the number one among the three major factions of the Demon Sect, although its greatest internal threat, the Poison God, had already died. However, a dead centipede does not stiffen, and even if the entire strength of the Qīnguǐ Wáng Zōng were to be used to overthrow the Wàn Dú Mén, it would still be extremely difficult. Even if they succeeded, they might also suffer heavy losses, ultimately benefiting only the Hé Huān Pài who was watching from the sidelines with cold eyes.

  Guili knew that Guiwang had always been cautious and would not have missed this obvious truth, so he was momentarily curious about the so-called clever plan of Cangsong Dao Ren, and said: "Oh, there is such a wonderful plan, I'd like to ask for advice."

  Cang Song Dao Ren didn't show any humility and slightly nodded towards Gui Wang, then looked around at the crowd and said: "Do you all know what people are most afraid of in this world?"

  This sentence of nonsense made Gui Li and others stunned, You Ji said: "Of course, it's those man-eating beast demons in the southern border, Dao Zhang, why did you mention these monsters?"

  The ghostly gentleman sitting next to the King of Ghosts, after his initial surprise, suddenly nodded slightly under the black veil and uttered a soft voice, as if he had thought of something.

  Cang Song Dao Ren said to You Ji, "This plan is bound to fall on these beast demons. Otherwise, with the strength of Wan Du Men, whoever wants to swallow it will suffer a great loss of vitality."

  Everyone present has mostly figured it out, Gui Lie nodded and said: "Not bad, if we can make the Wan Du Men and the Beast Demons fight each other, that would be best, but how can we do that?"

  Cang Song Dao Ren smiled slightly and said, "Actually, it's quite simple. Those beast demons aren't they see people and kill them? Moreover, many of the beast demons have keen noses and love to eat human flesh. We just need to..."

  His voice gradually sank, and the carefully planned conspiracy slowly revealed itself before everyone. Time quietly slipped away amidst the crowd's discussion.

  When the secret meeting ended, everyone had no idea how long it had been. The King of Ghosts and Mr. Ghost left first, and Yuu Ki looked at Kikyou after that and quietly left as well. Soon, only Kikyou and Sou Sou Doujin were left in the room, but neither of them showed any intention of leaving immediately.

  Withdrawing his gaze from elsewhere, he slowly wandered in the quiet stone room, and finally fell back on the face of the person in front of him, only to find that he was also staring at him.

  In the stone room, it was quiet and still, but suddenly, it seemed as if one could hear the sound of breathing and a heartbeat.

  "The demon suddenly said: 'Do you have something to say to me?'"

  He stared at him, and after a while, he said slowly: "There is, but I don't know what to say now."

  The demon's expression was stern and silent for a moment before he spoke in a light tone: "In the past ten years, have you ever been to Qingyun?"

  Cang Song's face remained expressionless, but his eyes suddenly became complex. He sighed and said, "I've been there, but only caught a glimpse from afar. What about you?"

  The demon slowly stood up, his mouth moved slightly, and said: "I've also been there. The mountains and rivers there haven't changed much from ten years ago. What has changed is the people."

  He smiled faintly, but his smile was tinged with a deep-seated bitterness. "Yes," he said in a low voice, "only people change..."

  The ghost turned around and walked out, just as he was leaving the door, he heard Cang Song Dao Ren sitting in his seat behind him, muttering to himself in a low voice: "Qing Yun... Qing Yun... Ah, Qing Yun..."

  The next moment, he left this stone room and never looked back.

  On the bridge above the blood pool, in the midst of a thick bloody aura, the Ghost King and Ghost Mister walked back here side by side to gaze into the bloody waters. The yellow bird and the Kui bull were still listless, lying in the bloody waters, while the Fulong Cauldron suspended in mid-air slowly rotated, occasionally emitting red rays of light.

  The Demon King said calmly: "Are these two spiritual beasts almost done?"

  Master Gui nodded beside him: "Yes, the essence and spirit of Huang Niao and Kui Niu have been suppressed by Fú Lóng Dǐng. At this moment, they are completely subdued. It seems that the inscription on Fú Lóng Dǐng's body about 'Four Spirit Blood Array' is indeed true."

  The Demon King nodded and said, "The Fow Long Ding is an ancient mysterious object, its spiritual power is not to be underestimated. Since it has already subdued these two such spirited beasts, if we can subdue the other two spirit beasts, then everything will be settled."

  "Master," Ghost Gentleman hesitated for a moment before saying, "Regarding the plan proposed by Cang Song Dao Ren earlier, do you think this person is trustworthy?"

  The Demon King's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile, and he said, "Cang Song is no longer the Cang Song of ten years ago. Although the heavens are vast today, only my Holy Church can protect him. His plan is nothing more than sacrificing a few ordinary disciples, which doesn't matter."

  Mr. Gui's black gauze fluttered, and he suddenly said: "In that case, I have another idea, which might allow the Sect Master to deal with both the Wan Du Men and the Huan Pai at the same time."

  The Demon King was shocked, his face filled with joy, and said: "What? There's actually such a thing? Please, sir, teach me."

  Mr. Gui bowed slightly and said, "I dare not. My intention is that since the Sect Master doesn't mind if a few more ordinary disciples die, then we might as well see things through to the end. After luring the beast demons to fight with the Wan Du Men, the Sect Master will send a letter to the three Mrs. He Huan of the He Huan Pai in the name of the Gui Wang Zong, saying that as fellow Saint Teachings disciples, we cannot stand idly by and watch each other die. Moreover, the beast demons are running amok, killing anyone they see without distinction between right or wrong. If this continues, our Saint Teachings will also be in danger. It would be better to join forces with the three factions and fight them together, perhaps we can gain a slight advantage."

  The Demon King frowned and said, "That sounds good, but San Miao's wife is also a cunning person, I'm afraid she won't believe it."

  "The master said calmly: 'She won't believe it if you just say it without doing it.'"

  The Demon King trembled and said: "Sir's meaning is..."

  "Even if more than half of the Ghost King Sect's disciples were killed in battle and their corpses littered the ground, wouldn't she believe it then?"

  The Demon King was shocked and couldn't speak for a long time, frowning after a while: "Mr., your meaning is to abandon more than half of the disciples of the Demon King Sect?"

  "Master, if you want to achieve great things, why bother with the lives of these people?"

  The Demon King's heart was in turmoil, his desire for power and the thread of mercy in his heart were at war with each other, and the bloody smell in the air seemed to grow thicker.

  The ghostly gentleman stood silently by, patiently waiting. After a long while, the Ghost King's eyes shone brighter and his face seemed to flush slightly, as if the bloody smell in the air had seeped into him. He took a deep breath, let out a long sigh, and said abruptly: "What you say is quite right, but how do we know that the Third Lady isn't going to stab us in the back and devour us instead?"

  Mr. Gui sneered and said, "The three Miao ladies are naturally the kind of people who kick others when they're down. Among the three major factions of the Demon Sect, which one is truly willing to stab their allies in the back for the sake of the Holy Sect?"

  The Demon King was taken aback, and then his eyes lit up as he exclaimed: "Ah! You're saying... a brilliant plan, a brilliant plan!" After praising him, the Demon King couldn't help but applaud and exclaim: "Sir is indeed an extraordinary talent, to have come up with such an ingenious strategy."

  "Very well, we'll use this half-ghost king's disciple as bait. You, the sect leader, can personally lead the way to engage in a fierce battle with the beast demons. Once both sides have suffered heavy casualties, the Harmony Sect will likely think that we and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, along with the beast demons, are all severely weakened. At that point, the Three Wives will definitely bring a large group of people to come and finish us off. With your divine abilities, sect leader, you can naturally find an opportunity to escape quickly beforehand. As for what's left, we'll leave it to the beast demons to handle. Judging from how the beast demons have been unstoppable these past few days, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Harmony Sect to avoid complete annihilation."

  The Demon King nodded repeatedly, unable to suppress the joy in his heart. However, at this exciting moment, he was still able to remain calm and suddenly turned around, saying: "But sir, if it's like this, my Demon King Sect can naturally unify the Holy Church, but the Holy Church has already been severely damaged. If the beast demons were to invade again..."

  Master Gui shook his head and said, "Has the Sect Master forgotten that our Holy Sect still has a temple in the northwest wilderness? As long as we unify the Holy Sect and then bring all the remaining Ghost King Sect's backbone to the wilderness, integrate the Holy Sect's forces there. Although the beast demons are rampant, they will not be able to catch up to the wilderness for the time being. And afterwards, isn't it time for those orthodox scholars in Central Plains to make themselves useful?"

  The King of Ghosts finally put his mind at ease, let out a sigh and exclaimed: "Sir is indeed a good teacher and friend bestowed upon me by heaven!"

  Mr. Gui smiled and said, "After that, those so-called righteous paths and beast demons fought each other, no matter who won or lost, they must have had a hard time. The beast demons were rampant, but I observed the gathering of righteous paths in Qingyun, ten years ago Qingyun's 'Heavenly Sword Array' was powerful, Master must still remember it?"

  The Demon King nodded and said: "Not bad, it's quite impressive!"

  "Ha! So the beast demons think they can easily win? Not so easy. We'll rest and recover in this desolate land, and once the Four Spirits Blood Array is complete, we'll sweep across the land, and who will be able to withstand the divine might of our Holy Church?"

  The Demon King was taken aback and said, "What? Has Mr. Mo received news about the other two spiritual beasts as well?"

  "Good, after the Fulong Cauldron has fully subdued the divine beast 'Huangniao' and the spiritual beast 'Kui Niu', the inscription on the cauldron body has reappeared with new text. The next one is indeed the demon beast 'Zhu Long' that guards our Sacred Sect's Barbaric Holy Temple. After we return to the temple and subdue it, only the Southern evil beast 'Taotie' will be left. At that time, as long as you find Taotie, won't everything in the world be under your control, Master?"

  The Demon King took a step forward, gazing down at the blood pool below. The thick, bloody aura in the air enveloped him, and for an instant, he felt as if the world was within his grasp.

  He couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh loudly, with a laugh that was so wild and unruly!