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Ling Zhu shook her head, "The Demon Lord is insatiable. After making me steal the Five Divine Artifacts, he also wants me to destroy the Demon Prison Tower. I just returned to find that the Demon Lord is already gone, and even my husband has disappeared. He must have taken him as well."
"The despicable Demon Lord, how shameless!" Lian Cheng Xue exclaimed, and as she got angry, all her wounds began to ache again. "But what should we do now? Shouldn't we find Shirley and Qingtian first?"
Mentioning Shirley and Qingtian made Ling Zhu suddenly alert. She quickly pulled the two of them outside, saying, "When I was at the Demon Prison Tower, I encountered the Serpent Empress who killed Gu Liu Ma. Although I don't fully believe her words, she said that both Shirley and Qingtian were injured while fighting the Demon Lord. You must find them immediately."
Injured? Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue walked out together and soon discovered a conical object lying in an open area outside the barrier. Ling Zhu recognized it as the container that hid the Million Demon Army.
The three of them approached to take a look, and inside, the Demon Army had long been reduced to ashes. Li Yunyang couldn't help but smile, "Lian Xiong, look! This fire is definitely Master’s handiwork!"
"Haha! It seems Master succeeded!" Lian Cheng Xue and Li Yunyang were genuinely excited. Now only the Demon Lord remained; once they dealt with him, peace would be restored to the human realm.
If what the Serpent Empress said was true, Xiang Xueer and Qingtian must not have gone far due to their injuries. Ling Zhu already had another plan in mind: "Li Yunyang, Lian Cheng Xue, you two hurry and meet up with Shirley!"
"What's wrong? Aren't you coming with us?" Li Yunyang looked at Ling Zhu, thinking she was too embarrassed to face everyone. He reassured her, "Don't worry; I'm sure everyone will understand your difficulties!"
Ling Zhu immediately shook her head, "No, I need to go to the Demon Lord first to rescue my husband. If I find any leads on the Demon Lord, I will leave you a signal!"
Li Yunyang suddenly remembered that they had previously used plum blossoms as signals. However, Ling Zhu entering the tiger's den alone made them worry: "Ling Zhu, be careful. If you need any help, remember to let us know!"
"Okay!" Ling Zhu nodded and parted ways with them. Li Yunyang and Lian Cheng Xue followed the traces left by their battle as they searched.
Time was running out; only three days remained until Hexagram Reading Network's deadline. On the snow-covered Cloud Summit, the Demon Lord sat in a cave meditating to heal his wounds while Wolf King and Fire Rat stood guard at the entrance.
Suddenly, on the peak opposite them, a figure gradually appeared in their sight. Following that, a beast-like roar echoed as Feng Qingyang rode the Qilin Divine Beast, rushing forward.
"That old bastard Feng Qingyang actually chased us here!" The Fire Rat clenched his fists, ready to step forward, but was stopped by the Wolf King: "Wait, you hurry inside and report to the Demon Lord. This old thing is mine to deal with!"
"Leave it to you? No way! I still want to fight this guy!" The Fire Rat glared at the Wolf King, casting a sidelong glance: "If I say go, you go. Your injuries aren't healed yet, so stop whining!"
This time, the Fire Rat obediently turned around and walked into the cave. The Demon Lord was there cultivating to heal his wounds. Suddenly, he sensed something unusual outside and opened his eyes wide, seeing the Fire Rat enter: "That old bastard Feng Qingyang dares to show up again; I will destroy him."
The Demon Lord roared in anger, and his blood immediately began to surge backward. The Fire Rat quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Demon Lord, please don't get angry. Be careful of your blood surging back; if that happens, your injuries will take even longer to heal!"
Indeed, with the Hexagram reappearing closer and closer, only three days remained. If he made a mistake now, it would take at least another thousand years to wait for such an opportunity again. The Demon Lord didn't have time to wait.
He returned to the Stone Bed and resumed cultivating to heal his wounds. Not long after, he heard sounds of fighting outside; it seemed that the Wolf King and the Fire Rat had already engaged.
Time was running out. The Wolf King was not a match for Feng Qingyang, and his own injuries wouldn't heal in just a few days. Watching years of hard work about to go down the drain, he slowly opened his eyes and devised a wicked plan.
"Fire Rat!" The Demon Lord slowly opened his eyes, his red pupils quickly contracting. He took a deep breath, stood up, walked over to the Fire Rat, and patted him on the shoulder: "Fire Rat, how long have you been with me?"
The Fire Rat didn't expect such a question from the Demon Lord and answered without thinking: "It's been over five hundred years. I was already your subordinate when I was still Little Demon, working my way up to the position of one of the Four Great Generals."
A cunning smile appeared on the Demon Lord's lips, and he even wore a seemingly touched expression: "Fire Rat, you must know that this lord will always remember your contributions!"
"Demon Lord, Fire Rat is willing to go through fire and water for you without hesitation!" The Fire Rat knelt on one knee eagerly on the ground, ready to follow whatever instructions the Demon Lord would give next. Little did he know that what awaited him was a slowly extending demonic claw, with five fingers pressing firmly on his head as it began to absorb his essence.
"Devil Lord!" The Fire Rat's body began to tremble uncontrollably. He raised his head in shock, staring at the Devil Lord. After serving him for hundreds of years, he never expected to end up in such a dire situation. This cruel master, in order to recover quickly, intended to drain him of thousands of years of power and true essence.
"Woo woo woo!" The Fire Rat wanted to struggle, but once this technique was activated, it would not stop unless one party was dead. The Devil Lord exerted all his true energy and forcefully inhaled, with a whoosh, he extracted the Fire Rat's true essence from his mouth.
The shimmering true essence danced in the sky for a moment before the Devil Lord opened his mouth and swallowed it into his belly. He flicked his hand, sending the Fire Rat crashing to the ground, leaving him with only a long strip of red fur; all flesh and blood had been completely drained.
True energy began to surge wildly in the Devil Lord's abdomen. He immediately began to circulate his energy, and after a short while, the true essence started to merge into his body. His wounds gradually began to heal, and his complexion started to improve.
"Ha!" The Devil Lord exhaled deeply. When he opened his eyes again, a smug smile spread across his face. He waved his hand at the Black Cloak and glanced sideways at the Fire Rat's fur on the ground: "Fire Rat, thank you this time. Don't worry, from today onwards, you will reside within my body and accompany me as we dominate both the human and demon realms."
Boom! Outside, sounds of battle erupted again. A White Beard Sword was pressed firmly against the Wolf King's neck, creating sparks as it clashed with the wolf fang blade.
"Feng Qingyang!" The Wolf King found himself at a disadvantage against Feng Qingyang's strength. After several exchanges, he was already on the losing side. To protect the Devil Lord, he fought with all his might. Realizing he could not win, he turned and shouted into the cave: "Fire Rat, take the Devil Lord away from here first!"
"Today, no one is allowed to leave." Suddenly, a voice from beside him echoed. With a thunderous roar, a palm struck and completely shattered the cave wall. A figure leaped out from within the cave and instantly appeared behind Feng Qingyang, extending its claws for a fierce attack.
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