Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

"Why waste words with a traitor?"

A slightly mocking, cold voice suddenly exploded from his side. Although the tone of the voice was no different from usual, the arrogance and indifference contained within it made Min Xiao's bones go cold, and the fine scales all over his body stood up instantly!

Suddenly, Shi Yubai appeared silently beside him, his Demon Lord's oppressive aura as heavy as a mountain, descending upon him.

Shouldn't he be in the sky, doing everything he could to restrain the Supreme Elder and the Demon Lord Wuzhi, preventing that damned Demon-Sealing Array from fully taking shape?!

Min Xiao was shocked, almost thinking that his vision was blurred because he had exhausted his mental energy during the fierce battle.

He suddenly looked up at the sky, his pupils contracting sharply—the enormous light array woven from thousands of golden runes had not collapsed; instead, it shone with spiritual light and possessed a natural Daoist charm, like a celestial river hanging upside down, spreading out from the clouds and slowly covering and spreading downwards like flowing gold, already outlining a complete shape and radiating a heart-palpitating sealing power!

Looking at the Demon Lord Shi Yubai beside him, who seemed completely oblivious or utterly indifferent, Min Xiao felt a surge of rage mixed with icy despair rush to his head, almost shattering his reason—this idiot! No, this Demon Lord, whose brain is waterlogged, has his mind truly been ruined by that forcibly injected power?! The tide is about to turn, yet he remains oblivious!

Just as his anger was surging and he was about to reprimand or remind someone regardless of their status, another unexpected event occurred!

An irresistible surge of emotion and fear, originating from the depths of their blood, swept across all the demons on the battlefield like an invisible tide!

Whether it was a fierce and tyrannical demon lord or a low-level demon that only knew how to kill, they all trembled with fear at this moment.

Those demons with low intelligence who acted solely on instinct reacted even more violently. Some collapsed to the ground, emitting mournful howls and making the most humble gesture of submission; others were so terrified by the pressure originating from the very source of life that their demonic cores shattered, their bodies collapsing like mud and dying instantly!

The source of all this fear was none other than Shi Yubai, who stood proudly in the position!

But his already inhuman demon lord face was now undergoing some indescribable change that transcended his physical appearance.

It is not a simple distortion or grotesqueness, but a kind of conceptual erosion and manifestation—as if all the suffering, despair, resentment and fear in the world have found a concrete home at this moment, intertwining and condensing into his body.

Every inch of its texture is flowing and reorganizing, reflecting the desperate cries of countless living beings on the verge of death, and carrying the deep malice accumulated over millennia.

Within the thick, surging demonic energy surrounding it, countless contorted faces of pain could be vaguely seen rising and falling, as countless souls wailed and a thousand demons howled, creating this suffocating atmosphere.

A single glance is enough to make those with weak wills lose their composure and fall into boundless fear and delusion.

On the side of the allied forces of the immortal sect and the demonic cultivators, everyone was stunned to see that "Lu Wensheng" was actually a phantom demon in disguise. Their wandering minds finally regained their footing—no wonder there were no other geniuses like Liu Jiqian and Ji Yanli; it turned out that this "Lu Wensheng" was an imposter.

What shocked them even more was that the one who stepped forward to help and risked everything to play this role was none other than the Illusion Demon Lord, a demon known for his cunning and treachery! At this crucial moment in the decisive battle, such a major conflict and betrayal had occurred within the demon race?

Jun Ningdao's icy gaze swept over the heavily injured and weakened Xie Qingwu, and he felt that his appearance was somewhat familiar. In a flash, he remembered that this demon was the one who used to follow Lu Wensheng in the Xuan Yin Sect.

Although it is unknown what methods Lu Wensheng used or what grand ambitions he made to make the dignified Demon Lord willingly defect, at this moment, the distinction between friend and foe is clear. Since this Illusion Demon stands on the opposite side of the Demon Clan, he is someone who can be joined forces with. In extraordinary times, extraordinary things must be done. Even demons should unite all those who can resist the power of the Demon Lord.

With her mind made up, and seeing that Shi Yubai was about to kill Xie Qingwu, Jun Ning had no more hesitation.

She brought her jade-like fingers together and pointed them in the air. The sword case behind her opened, and more than a dozen spirit swords, nurtured for many years, transformed into streaks of icy blue light that tore through the sky, carrying a chilling killing intent and a righteous aura that could purify evil spirits. They formed a profound sword formation and fiercely descended upon Shi Yubai! The sword energy soared into the sky, and the cold light shone on the world, as if it wanted to freeze and cleave this demonic land apart!

However, the soaring sword energy, powerful enough to annihilate an ordinary demon lord, vanished without a trace when it touched the demonic energy domain around Shi Yubai, which seemed to contain the darkest darkness in the world.

Jun Ningdao's pupils contracted slightly, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Looking at Shi Yubai again, her appearance became increasingly strange and unpredictable. The aura entwined around her was chaotic and complex, full of depravity and ominousness. Even with her Dao heart as firm as ice, she felt her mind slightly tremble after staring at her for a long time, and some impure thoughts began to arise.

She immediately composed herself and dared not peek any further.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the sect leaders and elders of various factions had also sensed the danger of this place and were issuing orders to lead their disciples away from this area that had been shrouded in the Demon Lord's strange force field, so as to avoid being harmed by that invisible mental corruption.

"Ah……"

As if defying convention, Shi Yubai slightly raised his eyelids, his scarlet demonic eyes falling on Jun Ning's aloof and ethereal face. Surprisingly, he twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile that mixed with amusement and a certain profound meaning.

"Isn't this Elder Jun... Oh, no, perhaps I should address you as... Master—"

Shi Yubai's tone was drawn out, carrying a deliberate, extremely uncomfortable intimacy and mockery.

"Hmph," Jun Ning interrupted him with a cold laugh before he could finish, her eyes as still as ancient ice, undisturbed. "I dare not accept such praise. I, Jun Ning, will not tolerate those who murder their fellow disciples or join the demonic path." Her tone was resolute, filled with undisguised contempt and determination.

“Indeed,” Shi Yubai chuckled dismissively, his tone still flippant, as if discussing a trivial matter unrelated to himself. Only deep in his eyes, a trace of suppressed resentment and jealousy, like a venomous snake, quietly flashed. “In your eyes, only those as upright and virtuous as Lu Wensheng deserve to be called disciples.”

Shi Yubai abruptly changed the subject, completely crushing that subtle emotion. As if he had lost interest in reminiscing, his gaze returned to the dying Xie Qingwu, and his voice became cold and ruthless.

"However, the leisurely time for master and disciple to reminisce can be left for another time. Right now, I need to clean house and deal with this traitor."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Yubai's demonic energy began to contract and compress inward, as if it were a living thing, aiming directly at Xie Qingwu, who was lying limp on the ground.