The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Li Wuyue's killing move was stopped by Mo Xiao, and even Yun Yici, who was holding Shen Huaichuan with one hand and walking through the strings of the zither, felt the pressure ease.

These fine strings stretched as far as the eye could see, almost transparent, and she could only determine their position by the vibrations of the wind.

Shen Huaichuan was wrapped around the waist with one hand, his black hair flying in the wind. He lowered his head, but his lifeless eyes were fixed on the direction of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Taking advantage of the fact that Mo Xiao below was not paying attention to the two of them, Shen Huaichuan whispered in her ear, "Put me down. Don't worry about my safety. Although I have lost my magic power, this body has been tempered by heavenly lightning and is not an ordinary body."

Yun Yici paused, holding her sword, only then remembering that Shen Huaichuan had lost his magic power and was imprisoned in the Xuanling Prison. If he were a true mortal, his soul would be scattered in an instant.

However, no matter how invincible his body was, the damage he suffered still fell squarely on his body.

Just like the time she took him away from Xuanling Prison, it happened to be in the Demon Realm Sea. Shen Huaichuan wouldn't really drown, but he felt the same way as someone who was drowning.

She quickly shook her head, rejecting Shen Huaichuan's suggestion: "It wouldn't be difficult for me to take you with me."

Compared to the imperial edict, they were easy targets, so Li Wuyue set her sights on them.

If she puts Shen Huaichuan down, Shen Huaichuan, unable to fight back, will be overwhelmed by the demonic tide below and devoured by countless demons.

"Senior Shen, please forgive me."

The girl's voice was warm and clear, revealing an unwavering determination.

Shen Huaichuan sighed softly, and then he heard the sound of wind blades and snapping strings.

Gradually, the noise faded away.

It was so quiet that you could only hear their breathing, and the warmth of their half-embracing was so clear that you could almost touch it.

Below, Mo Xiao awaited the Emperor's reply.

The emperor was both amused and exasperated; it was the first time he had ever encountered such a shameless person.

He had lived for over a hundred years, and he had only ever said these words to others; this was the first time he had heard someone say them in front of him.

The emperor said in a sinister tone, "Me, acknowledge you as my master? You, a demon, are you worthy?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao showed no anger whatsoever. His gaze fell upon the Emperor's magnificent red robes, filled with greed and longing.

"The natural order of things is that the strong are respected."

"If you can make the human race serve you as their master, why can't I make you my servant?"

"I am now willing to treat you with courtesy and wait for you to bow your head, simply because I don't want to exhaust myself to obtain a tattered phoenix."

Yun Yici had just finished dealing with those annoying strings and opened up a safe space in her domain.

Upon hearing this, her heart pounded.

Mo Xiao's arrogant and fearless attitude reminded her of Shen Huaichuan's unusual behavior and ambiguous words before.

She spoke up to remind him, "Senior Emperor Zhao! He's stalling for time. Tonight is the day the Mirror of Illumination is born!"

Emperor Zhao's mind raced. He could no longer care about confronting Mo Xiao and wanted to fly away with Yun Yici and the other person.

Mo Xiao had already anticipated the Emperor's move. He flipped his palm upward, and a huge ghost bell, as tall as a person and engraved with countless demon heads, floated above his palm.

The wind blew and the bell rang, its deep sound still lingering. The screams of demons and evil spirits instantly turned this place into a horrific hell.

The moment the sound waves entered his ears, Yun Yici felt a buzzing in his ears, and a surge of killing intent welled up in his heart.

She gripped the Huai Chuan sword tightly, suppressing her surging emotions, but the next moment, the incessant buzzing began to make a sound.

Regardless of age or gender, countless voices converged into one, shouting and roaring: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The scene before her eyes turned blood red in the blink of an eye, with demons lying on the ground screaming in their death throes, each with a face she recognized.

Wen Fuyue, Rong Xuan, Mu Yunjian, Ning Tinglan, Xie Shiqing...

There's no way they could be here right now!

The conflict between reason and illusion made Yun Yici tremble, and she almost couldn't hold onto Shen Huaichuan.

Realizing what was happening, she hurriedly turned to look at Shen Huaichuan. The young man's handsome yet eerie profile began to distort and deform, exuding a sinister aura.

Yun Yici took a deep breath, realizing that she had been affected by the sound of the bell.

Just as she was about to cover her hearing, a cold, jade-like hand gently embraced her head, one hand covering her right ear, and then half-forced her left ear against his firm chest.

"Concentrate and calm your mind; do not be affected by the demonic sounds."

"..."

Now look what's happened. First the demonic bell disturbed her mind, now it's beauty that's disturbing her mind.

Yun Yici muttered a curse to herself, but Shen Huaichuan's interruption helped her quickly regain her composure.

Li Wuyue stood quietly, carrying her zither, watching Mo Xiao fight against Di Zhao.

He spoke slowly, "It's time."

Just as Yun Yici thought he was about to make trouble, Li Wuyue turned his wrist and the seven-stringed zither on his back fell into his hands.

With a flick of her fingertips, Li Wuyue caused all seven strings of the zither to snap simultaneously, only to stretch out again in an instant.

To Yun Yici's surprise, the seven broken strings were not aimed at her, but at the demons guarding the place!

Li Wuyue's zither strings were like the tentacles of a monster emerging from the depths of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, their toughness causing them to either hold onto the demon's hand or foot.

Anyone touched by the strange strings will be immediately dragged into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Not only that, the strings moved at an extremely fast speed, leaving only afterimages in the air.

The demons, unable to escape in time, screamed and scrambled to flee, causing chaos to erupt.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yun Yici immediately opened her domain and scroll, hiding herself and Shen Huaichuan in a place where they could not be touched by the strings of the zither.

Li Wuyue's betrayal filled Mo Xiao's subordinates with shock and anger.

Demon Lord Mo Yi roared in fury, "Li Wuyue! Lord Mo Xiao is here, how dare you harbor rebellious thoughts!"

Li Wuyue lightly plucked the strings of her zither and smiled, "This is precisely Lord Moxiao's order."

That smile was like a gentle breeze and the moon, but in Mo Yi's eyes, it was more terrifying than a ghost.

Li Wuyue continued, shattering the expectations of the first-class demons: "The newly born demon race in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons has limited magical power, not as powerful as you gentlemen. What do you say?"

He gradually tightened the string in his hand, trapping the fleeing demons in one place. Then he gathered them up, bound them, and threw them into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

The demons thrown into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons sank immediately, as if they had been thrown into water, while the strings that came up from the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons were completely clean.

Yun Yici finally realized what Mo Xiao was up to.

He placed the Mirror of Illumination in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons to absorb demonic energy and devour newly born demons. But that wasn't enough. He planned to feed all his subordinates to the Mirror of Illumination in order to speed up the breaking of its seal!

Mo Yi's loyal subordinates were stunned, looking in Mo Xiao's direction in disbelief.

Mo Xiao didn't even glance at Li Wuyue, who was slaughtering his subordinates.

This is practically the default.

At that moment, a deafening hoofbeat came from afar.

Dust billowed, and Yun Yici, floating high in the air, could still see that a group of magical beasts were approaching, each of them dragging a huge iron cage behind it.