Ye Qingchen suddenly looked up.

He saw a light descending, revealing several figures.

It was Qin Wentian, Kong Shun, Hong Man, and others, who had rushed to arrive.

Qin Wentian and the others looked at Ye Qingchen with shocked expressions.

Ye Qingchen's entire body was soaked in blood, making him look as though he had emerged from a bloodbath, leaving an extremely visceral impact.

Kong Shun glanced at the battle-scarred valley, failing to see Ye Qing's figure, and asked anxiously, "Where's Ye Qing? How is she..."

"Before Mu Shanhe died, he used a secret technique to send Ye Qing to the Abyssal Valley in the Tongxuan Continent!"

Ye Qingchen gritted his teeth.

Hiss!

Upon hearing these words, Qin Wentian's face turned pale.

This was a blow that aimed straight at the heart!

Mu Shanhe intended to force Ye Qingchen to go to the Abyssal Valley in the Tongxuan Continent!

"Damn it, I should have ground Mu Shanhe's bones to dust earlier!"

Kong Shun clenched his fists.

He never expected that this guy could come back to life, not only leading demons to besiege Taotian Palace but also capturing Ye Qing.

"Elder Kong, don't blame yourself..."

Ye Qingchen shook his head.

This was entirely the work of the entity in the Abyssal Valley, pushing things from the shadows.

Just as Kong Shun was about to speak, he suddenly saw Ye Qingchen gazing at the sky for a moment, then turning away to walk out of the valley.

"Ye Qingchen, where are you going?"

Kong Shun quickly called out.

"Tongxuan Continent! Abyssal Valley!"

Ye Qingchen replied without turning back, enunciating each word clearly.

"You're gravely injured; you must recuperate. Even if you intend to go to the Abyssal Valley, you should at least wait until your injuries have healed!" Kong Shun urged.

Ye Qingchen's injuries were indeed severe.

Every step he took was incredibly difficult.

In his current state, he might collapse before even reaching Tongxuan Continent!

"Don't stop him..."

Beside him, Qin Wentian quickly held Kong Shun. Seeing Kong Shun's puzzled look, Qin Wentian shook his head and said, "Ye Qing has been captured; Ye Qingchen won't possibly stand by idly. Whatever you say now won't reach him."

"Then what should we do?" Kong Shun asked, watching Ye Qingchen depart from the valley while turning to Qin Wentian.

"Return to Taotian Palace!"

Qin Wentian held his shoulder.

His chest bore a sinister hole, a wound left when Mu Shanhe struck him with a black spear. This blow shattered his right arm and disrupted most of the meridians within his body.

"I need to return and heal!"

"Once healed, I will also visit the Abyssal Valley!" Qin Wentian gazed into the void, "I must see what kind of entity dares to target our Taotian Palace!"

"No matter who resides in the Abyssal Valley! This time, I will settle all scores!"

Qin Wentian's eyes gleamed coldly.

...

At the same time Ye Qingchen was slaying Mu Shanhe.

The light carrying Ye Qing had already entered the Abyssal Valley, tearing through the void to quietly penetrate into a vast domain, and finally stopped before a Bronze Coffin.

This Bronze Coffin was four zhang long and two zhang wide.

It seemed.

Inside lay a giant.

Around the coffin swirled endless black mist.

Before the Bronze Coffin.

A fractured shadow, if Ye Qingchen were here, he would easily recognize it as Mu Shanhe. However, his body had been destroyed, leaving only this remnant soul.

Ye Qing also lay beside him, eyes closed, seemingly unconscious.

At this moment.

Mu Shanhe knelt there, trembling in fear.

"So, you're saying, all my eight Soaring Demons perished at Taotian Palace? Even your physical body was destroyed there?" Suddenly, an explosive sound resonated from inside the coffin.

The terrifying voice seemed to emanate from the depths of the Nine Netherworld, freezing the blood in one's veins.

Upon hearing this, Mu Shanhe almost had his soul scatter in terror, thoughts of bloody vengeance and overwhelming fury utterly extinguished, all he desired was survival.

"Master, spare me! Master, spare me..."

He kept kowtowing.

Mu Shanhe knew full well the capabilities of the entity within the coffin.

If truly subjected to its wrath, he would perish utterly, never to be reborn.

"What use do I have for you?" The voice sounded again, "These eight Soaring Demons were crucial to my revival. Without them, I must wait another five hundred years. Not killing you doesn't quench the anger in my heart!"

Amidst the voice.

The black mist surrounding the Bronze Coffin swiftly coalesced into a massive claw. This claw, several zhang in size, covered in terrifying black scales, like a creature from primordial myths, defied imagination in considering its full form!

"Master..."

Witnessing this.

Mu Shanhe's heart nearly split.

He knew.

The entity within this Bronze Coffin needed abundant vitality to revive.

The eight Soaring Demons were key to its revival, specifically used to hunt cultivators.

Now, all eight were lost because of him, leaving the entity infuriated.

So, am I to die here?

Mu Shanhe's brain spun rapidly, when suddenly a thought surged to mind, prompting him to cry out loudly: "Master, even if you kill me, it won't help. I have a plan that will let you revive quickly. No need for the eight Soaring Demons..."

"Really?"

The voice hesitated briefly, and the massive claw hovering over Mu Shanhe's head suddenly halted.

"Speak!"

"If your plan fails to satisfy me!"

"I will burn your spirit in my fury for five hundred years!"

Despite losing his body.

Mu Shanhe couldn't suppress his sense of despair, exhaling lightly as he hurriedly said, "Master, there are many ways to obtain abundant vitality, and I have an even faster method!"

"Speak!"

"Open the Abyssal Valley!"

At these words.

The surroundings suddenly plunged into deathly silence.

The voice murmured, as if pondering something.

Mu Shanhe obediently remained kneeling.

This was his last resort.

Whether he lived or died now depended on whether the entity within the Bronze Coffin accepted his proposal.

It seemed timeless.

Or perhaps, only a moment passed.

Finally, a response drifted from within the Bronze Coffin:

"Alright!"

A sigh of relief escaped Mu Shanhe's lips.

He turned his gaze to the nearby Ye Qing, squinting viciously, and said, "Master, this Ye Qing is Ye Qingchen's sister! It was him who killed your eight Soaring Demons, disrupting your revival plan."

"If that brat is indeed rushing to Abyssal Valley, let's kill Ye Qing first! Consider it reclaiming some dues from Ye Qingchen!"

In his heart, Mu Shanhe loathed Ye Qingchen.

Even if he couldn't kill Ye Qingchen, at least slaying his sister was possible!

"Good!"

This time.

The voice inside the Bronze Coffin showed no hesitation.

The enormous black claw directly pressured toward Ye Qing.

Watching this scene.

Mu Shanhe's heart soared with joy!

"Ye Qingchen, you ruined me! You destroyed my flesh... Now, I'm killing your sister to show you the consequences of crossing me!" Mu Shanhe clenched his fist fiercely.

Boom!

An immense sound echoed like a great bell chiming at Hanshan Temple, with invisible sound waves swiftly radiating from the point where the claw descended, expanding to all sides.

"Haha, Ye Qingchen! Your sister will be utterly disintegrated this time..."

Mu Shanhe laughed wildly.

However.

His laughter suddenly froze, unable to hold back a scream:

"How is this possible?"

Simultaneously.

A suspicious voice emerged from within the Bronze Coffin.

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