The Emperor's Favorite: The Useless and Crazy Concubine Who Conquers the World

Ling Xiuhan sensed this strange aura and decided to delve deeper into Demon Shadow Valley to uncover the source of this dark power and prevent future trouble. Jingyin, worried, insisted on going along.

When they stepped into the Demonic Shadow Valley again, a deadly silence filled the air. The already gloomy valley now seemed even more shrouded in death.

Ling Xiu Han used his magic power to open up a path ahead. Wherever the magic power went, the dark aura dissipated.

"This dark force seems to be more tenacious than we imagined. Xiu Han, we have to be careful." Jingyin said softly, the magic light in his hand flickering slightly.

Ling Xiuhan nodded, and they slowly made their way deeper into the valley. Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet began to tremble violently, and black spikes burst out from the ground, piercing towards them.

Ling Xiu Han waved the magic wand in his hand, and an ice wall was instantly built to block the spikes outside.

"It seems that this is an evil trap left in the valley." Ling Xiu Han's eyes were cold, and he carefully observed the movements around him.

At this moment, a group of demonic wolves, completely corrupted by the power of darkness, rushed over from all directions. Their eyes were red and black flames spewed from their mouths.

Ling Xiuhan flashed like a bolt of black lightning, charging into the wolf pack. He waved his wand, each swing sending up a shower of cold stars. The demonic wolves were struck by the cold stars, letting out bursts of screams.

Kagamine, not to be outdone, cast a purification spell. A soft light emanated from her hands, enveloping some of the demon wolves. Under the light, the dark power within the demon wolves slowly dissipated, and their eyes gradually regained clarity.

After a bitter battle, they finally repelled the demon wolf. Continuing forward, they arrived at the blood pool. Although the blood pool was sealed, there were tiny cracks in the seal, and dark forces were seeping out from these cracks.

Ling Xiuhan squatted down and carefully examined the seal. "The powerful impact has damaged part of the seal. If it's not repaired in time, the dark forces will erupt again."

Kagamine took out some precious magical materials from his arms: "I brought some materials that may be able to strengthen the seal."

Ling Xiuhan took the materials and began to cast magic to repair the seal. His hands formed complex hand seals, he muttered something, and his magic power continuously poured into the seal.

Kagamine assisted from the side, she merged her own magic power with Ling Xiuhan's magic power, making the seal's light stronger and stronger.

Just as the seal was about to be repaired, a powerful dark force suddenly surged from the depths of the blood pool, broke through the seal that had not yet been completely repaired, and swept towards them.

Ling Xiu Han used all his magic power to form a huge shield, which was in a stalemate with the dark forces.

"Ling Xiu Han, you won't be able to hold on if this goes on. We must find a way to dissolve this force." Jing Yin said anxiously.

Ling Xiu Han's heart moved, and he remembered an ancient magic - the light of purification.

This kind of magic consumes a huge amount of magic power, but it can purify all the dark forces in the world.

He turned to look at Lan Yunyan: "Jingyin, I am going to cast the Light of Purification. You will protect me. Once my magic power is exhausted, you will take me away from here."

Jingyin nodded, and the magic light in her hand became stronger, guarding Ling Xiuhan closely behind her.

Ling Xiu Han took a deep breath, mobilized all the magic power in his body, and slowly raised his hands upwards.

A dazzling white light rose from his palm, becoming stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping the entire blood pool.

Under the illumination of the purifying light, the dark forces let out sharp screams, as if making their final struggle.

Ling Xiu Han's forehead was covered with sweat, his body was trembling slightly, but his eyes were extremely firm.

As the purifying light continued to shine, the dark forces finally dissipated. The resentful souls in the blood pool also found peace in the light, no longer struggling or howling.

When the last trace of dark power disappeared, Ling Xiu Han could no longer hold on and fell backwards.

Jingyin hurried forward to support him: "Ling Xiuhan, how are you?"

Ling Xiuhan smiled weakly: "I'm fine, I just over-consumed my magic power."

Jingyin took Ling Xiuhan away from the Demonic Shadow Valley. After returning to the Demonic Realm, Ling Xiuhan retreated for a period of time to recuperate. Under Jingyin's careful care, his magic power gradually recovered.

In order to commend his achievements, the Demon Lord gave him the most precious treasure in the Demon Realm - the Heart of the Demon Spirit.

This demon heart contains powerful magic power, which can enhance the holder's magic realm and strengthen his resistance to dark forces.

Ling Xiu Han took the Demon Spirit Heart, but he did not keep it for himself. Instead, he placed it in the temple of the Demon Realm, allowing the power of the Demon Spirit Heart to protect the entire Demon Realm.

"I protect the Demon Realm not for the treasure, but for the lives of the people on this land." Ling Xiu Han's words echoed in the Demon Realm for a long time.

After the battle in Demon Shadow Valley, Ling Xiu Han retreated to the Demon Realm to recuperate, and gradually recovered his magic power under the careful care of Jing Yin.

But at this time, Kagamine had other plans in mind.

Lan Yunyan, with her graceful figure and a heroic air, walked lightly into the Qingyun Sect's Mission Pavilion. Inside, the Mission Pavilion was bustling with people and filled with a constant clamor.

The surrounding walls are covered with densely packed mission scrolls, emitting light of different colors, representing the difficulty and type of the mission.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the attic window, and dust particles dance in the light like a group of tiny elves.

Lan Yunyan raised her eyes and looked around, only to see many disciples gathered in front of the task table. Some were whispering to each other, while others were frowning, carefully considering the task at hand.

She flicked her sleeves and walked straight to the task table. Her innate dominance made the people around her unconsciously make way for her.

When the deacon elder saw Lan Yunyan coming, he nodded slightly.

Lan Yunyan opened her red lips slightly and said, "Elder, I would like to accept a mission. Is there anything related to exploring ancient ruins or subduing evil spirits?"

The elder deacon stroked his beard, rummaged around, and then took out a scroll emitting a faint blue light and handed it to her.