The Lord God is kneeling on the washboard again

When Jiuyou heard this, he was stunned at first, and then burst into crazy laughter, "Hahahaha, you young man are just dreaming! You still promised me one thing? In this absurd place, I am the master. If you want something, just use the broken sword in your hand to get it!" After that, Jiuyou drove the puppet to rush towards Yun Mohan again.

"Jiuyou, if we fight, you may not be my opponent. I still advise you to hand over the things to me obediently," Yun Mohan said with a cold look that revealed full confidence.

Upon hearing this, Jiuyou's face showed even more disdain, "Hmph! You arrogant brat, do you think I'm afraid of you? During these ten thousand years of being sealed, I've been practicing day and night, and my strength is no longer what it used to be. Since you want to fight, then I'll grant your wish!" Jiuyou gave an order and the puppet attacked Yun Mohan again.

Yun Mohan conjured up the Ice Soul Sword and said in a cold voice, "Jiuyou, do you think you can compete with me with these low-level puppets?" The Ice Soul Sword exuded a chilling coldness, and the surrounding air instantly condensed into frost. Lines of icicles spread along the ground towards the puppet soldiers.

Jiuyou snorted disdainfully, "Hmph, these are just appetizers. This Demon Lord wants to see how long you can last!" After that, it waved its hands, and those low-level puppets that were originally slow in movement instantly became agile. They roared and rushed towards Yun Mohan desperately, completely ignoring the scratches on their bodies from the icicles.

Yun Mohan looked calm, his body as fast as lightning, moving freely among the group of puppets.

Every time the Ice Soul Sword was swung, it created a cloud of ice flowers, chopping the approaching puppets into pieces.

The broken puppet limbs scattered all over the ground, and were soon condensed again by Jiuyou's demonic energy, continuing to attack Yun Mohan, as if endlessly.

"Nine Nether Demon Lord, I don't want to have any more entanglement with you here. As long as you hand over the things to me, I will leave this ridiculous place immediately," Yun Mohan said. The Bingpo Sword trembled slightly in his hand, and the cold air it emitted made the surrounding space seem to condense.

Jiuyou let out a sinister sneer, "Hmph, do you think this Demon Lord is a three-year-old child? You hand it over as soon as I say so. You keep saying you want something, but you don't even tell this Demon Lord what it is. Do you really think this Demon Lord is easy to fool?" Demonic energy rolled around Jiuyou, and those puppets that were shattered by Yun Mohan and re-condensed, under the infusion of demonic energy, rushed towards Yun Mohan again with even more ferocious momentum.

Yun Mohan's face turned cold, "It seems that you are not willing to accept my offer." After that, he poured his spiritual power into the Bingpo Sword. The sword glowed brightly, and a huge ice-blue sword energy whizzed out, rushing straight towards the group of puppets.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the puppets were instantly frozen and turned into ice sculptures, which then shattered into ice chips and scattered all over the ground.

Jiuyou knew that if this continued, this absurd place would probably collapse, so he asked, "Tell me! What exactly do you want?" Its voice was no longer as arrogant as before, and there was a hint of worry in it.

Yun Mohan's expression was stern, and he said without hesitation, "The ancient Divine Halberd, it is rumored that you have hidden it here. This halberd is of great importance. If it falls into the hands of someone with ill intentions, the six realms will be in chaos.

Jiuyou was startled at first, then sneered, "Haha, so you want the Divine Halberd. Humph, this halberd is indeed in my hands, but do you think I will give it to you easily?" "Although he said so, Jiuyou secretly thought in his heart that if the Divine Halberd was taken away by Yun Mohan, he would be less likely to escape from this predicament in the future, with a magical weapon that could balance the six realms.

"How about you remove the seal runes on my body, and when I leave this absurd place, I will hand over the ancient Divine Spear to you?" Jiuyou said, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes. He seemed to be negotiating, but in fact he had a hidden agenda.

Knowing that Jiuyou had bad intentions, Yun Mohan still agreed to help him remove the rune seal on his body, "Okay, I promise you." Yun Mohan knew in his heart that the Divine Spear was of vital importance. If he could take this opportunity to get it and then try to re-seal Jiuyou, perhaps the crisis in the six realms could be resolved.

Jiuyou heard this, and a hint of imperceptible pride flashed in his eyes. "Hmph, you know what's good for you. As long as you can unlock the rune, this Demon Lord will keep his promise."

Yun Mohan took a deep breath and slowly approached Jiuyou's seal.

Demonic energy swirled around the seal, and the runes flashed with strange light.

He mobilized all his spiritual power and carefully touched the runes, trying to find a way to lift the seal.

Just as his spiritual power touched the rune, a powerful recoil force hit him, almost knocking him away.

Seeing this, Yun Mohan pretended that he was unable to unlock the seal rune on Jiuyou, and said cunningly: "First, give the Divine Sealing Halberd to Yun. When Yun returns, I will study how to unlock this rune and then unlock it for you. What do you think?

When Jiuyou heard this, his eyes widened in anger, and the demonic energy around him rolled like a surging black wave, "Hmph! How dare you, a junior, play tricks on this Demon Lord! You want to take the Divine Spear and leave? It won't be that easy!" After saying that, Jiuyou controlled the remaining puppets and rushed towards Yun Mohan like a black torrent. The puppets waved their weapons and let out bursts of creepy roars.

Yun Mohan looked calm, the Ice Soul Sword in his hand shone brightly, and his body moved like lightning as he instantly rushed towards the group of puppets.

But there were so many puppets, and they kept coming one after another, that Yun Mohan was unable to escape for a while.

"I don't want the Divine Halberd anymore, and you can't leave this place either.

"As he spoke, Yun Mohan paused, and the spiritual power around him suddenly burst out. A powerful momentum spread out from him to the surroundings, causing the surrounding puppets to stagnate.

Jiuyou was furious when he saw this, "You are such an ungrateful brat! In that case, don't blame me, the Demon Lord, for being rude!" Jiuyou activated his demonic energy with all his strength, and those puppets seemed to be injected with new power in an instant. Not only did they move more agilely, but their strength also increased several times. They attacked Yun Mohan desperately.

At the same time, Jiuyou himself began to frantically attack the seal, trying to forcibly break through the restraints and deal with Yun Mohan personally.

Yun Mohan left the absurd place empty-handed, and was seriously injured, even to the point of damaging his soul.

His face was as pale as paper, his body was shaky, and every step he took seemed to use up all his strength.

His once upright figure now seemed slightly hunched, and his spiritual energy was running rampant in his body, causing him unbearable pain.

Yun Mohan was seriously injured. He neither went to the Nangong family nor returned to the Regent's Mansion. Instead, he forced himself to walk towards Yu Yixuan's mansion with difficulty, supporting his shaky body.

Every step he took left a faint mark of blood on the ground, which showed how serious his injuries were.

When he finally arrived at Yu Yixuan's residence, the guards guarding the door were so shocked by his appearance that they turned pale and rushed forward to support him. "Young Master Nangong, what are you doing..." Yun Mohan waved his hand weakly, "Don't make a sound, take me to see my second brother quickly.

Upon hearing the news, Yu Yixuan rushed from the mansion. The moment he saw Yun Mohan, his eyes were filled with shock and heartache. "Nangong, what has happened to you?" Before Yun Mohan could say anything, he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted. Yu Yixuan was distraught and immediately ordered the mansion's doctors to treat him with all their might.