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The insects fluttered their wings, and a blanket of starlight descended upon them.

Outside Zhao Tieshan's body, which was possessed by the Thousand-Faced Demon, layers upon layers of phantom images appeared, like countless figures trembling wildly.

The smile on the Thousand-Faced Demon's face vanished instantly, replaced by disbelief in his eyes.

"What kind of ability is this?! Ah!!!"

It let out a piercing shriek and could no longer control Zhao Tieshan's body.

Clang—

The large machete fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Zhao Tieshan knelt down on the ground, clutching his head.

All around, the vast starlight kept washing over Zhao Tieshan's body, pointing directly at the Thousand-Faced Demon residing within it.

The starlight grew brighter, the Thousand-Faced Demon's shriek became more piercing, and the countless trembling phantoms gradually solidified, transforming into a pitch-black human figure.

Like a molting insect, it poked its head out from Zhao Tieshan's back, revealing a face that kept twisting and changing.

The Thousand-Faced Demon glared fiercely at Xiao Yun and roared like a madman:

"I want you dead!"

Before he finished speaking, it burst out from Zhao Tieshan's body, like a vengeful ghost, and pounced on Xiao Yun.

"Coo coo! (Don't even think about hurting your master!)"

With a cold shout, Chongchong summoned a river of starlight to block Xiao Yun's path.

Looking at the dark figure blocked from view of the starlight river, Xiao Yun frowned and whispered:

"This is a feint; it's trying to escape!"

Beyond the starlight, the dark figure suddenly vanished.

Several hundred meters away, the Thousand-Faced Demon revealed his true form, running wildly like a madman while giving Xiao Yun a mocking smile:

"Hehehe! It's too late to realize this now!"

"Kid! Hello, you're quite something. I never expected that my long-planned scheme would be ruined by you."

A venomous glint flashed in the Thousand-Faced Demon's eyes as he said viciously:

"But I've also seen through your true colors. You can't stay here in this state for long, can you? Once you leave, watch how I torment them!"

"Hehehe! Especially that little girl in your arms, you really care about her, don't you? Don't worry, next time, I'll definitely treat her well!"

As it spoke, it defiantly gave Xiao Yun the middle finger.

Xiao Yun's face was ashen, and anger seemed to set his body ablaze.

"Hahaha, you're getting impatient, you... wait a minute!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon had just chuckled twice when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Xiao Yun was wearing a robe, so how could it see his face and body?

Where are your clothes?

The Thousand-Faced Demon's expression changed drastically as he suddenly felt a chill.

Behind him, in the shadows, a tall figure in a black robe quietly rose.

The giant, bone-white scythe was raised high, its color reflecting the crimson of the red moon, like a blood-stained guillotine.

scoff-

The giant scythe tore through the air and fell with a devastating force.

"You think you're that butterfly?! And you, a mere eighth-order being, dare to stop me!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon roared, its face constantly changing, and countless afterimages flashing around its body.

"What can mere physical attacks do to me!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon grinned and laughed heartily.

"Huh? (Idiot?)"

Under the hood, the Crow King tilted his head, looking at it with a look of disgust.

The next second, the giant scythe slashed down, tearing apart the Thousand-Faced Demon's phantom.

The Thousand-Faced Demon's laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by a mournful wail:

"Impossible! How could this be!"

"Gaga. (You're guaranteed to hit, kid.)"

King Crow chuckled, and countless black mist ghost heads surged from his robe, tightly binding the Thousand-Faced Demon.

At the same time, insects fluttered their wings and flew in, sweeping up the Milky Way and pressing down.

The starlight fell on the Thousand-Faced Demon, like a flame falling on a pile of firewood, causing foul-smelling blue smoke to rise.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon opened its huge mouth, as if countless voices were howling madly.

The effects of [Starlight Returns to Nothingness] continued to worsen, and its condition declined like flowing water, reaching the brink of death in the blink of an eye.

"This is... you forced me to do it!"

A resolute glint flashed in the Thousand-Faced Demon's eyes, and his body suddenly exploded, transforming into countless phantoms that flew in all directions.

The phantom image landed on the fallen professionals, draining the last bit of strength from their bodies.

A thick, reddish-white liquid spread across the ground like thin porridge, and the bodies of the professionals suddenly withered away.

A group of vengeful ghosts, now just empty shells, stood up and charged at Xiao Yun like madmen.

"This guy doesn't even have the strength of a mortal; he only has fighting power because of his summoned beasts. As long as we kill him, victory will still be ours!"

Within each of the leather bags, black mist trembled, emitting a mournful shriek:

"Die!!!"

Hundreds of hissing sounds converged and resounded throughout the Qingcheng Guild, causing everyone who heard them to tremble with fear.

Xiao Yun remained calm, with one arm around Qin Yuqing and the other hand holding out a purple dodecahedron.

The next instant, an extremely faint wisp of magical power surged into the purple crystal.

This wisp of magic power couldn't even activate an E-grade alchemical item, but it suddenly awakened the dragon sleeping in the crystal.

"Get up, Zhulong."

Xiao Yun murmured softly, meeting the gaze of the small crimson dragon coiled around the white dot:

"Let the world see the dragon's wrath!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon felt a chill in his heart. Without any hesitation, the hundreds of skins he controlled instantly stopped and turned to run wildly in all directions.

"If even one person can escape, I can make a comeback!"

However, the starlight travels even faster.

The starlight fell on the fleeing body, illuminating the phantom within, anchoring its existence, and locking onto its coordinates.

The little red dragon raised its head slightly, grinned, and revealed a smile.

"roar!!!"

With a deafening dragon roar, violent flames erupted, rising like a sun over the earth.

boom!!!

A blinding white light enveloped the earth, robbing the entire world of color.

The headquarters of the Qingcheng Guild is located underground.

This is a military air defense facility built by the University of Tokyo, capable of withstanding atomic bomb attacks.

But today, this steel barrier suddenly trembled.

"Holy crap! What happened? I felt like the air-raid shelter jumped up?"

"I don't know, my mind went blank for a moment just now..."

"Oh no! President, hurry and check on the president!"

"It's okay, you won't die."

Deep inside, on the hospital bed, a thin man propped himself up, his brows furrowed in worry:

"Old Yang, go outside and check. Yuqing said she was going to fight the Thousand-Faced Demon tonight. Has something happened?"

A tall, thin, gloomy middle-aged man beside him nodded:

"I'll go now."

Soon, Yang Jianye arrived at the battle site with a group of people.

What came into view was ashes covering the ground like snow, and a figure in a black robe standing at the edge of the white pit, with starlight draped behind him.

Seemingly sensing their arrival, the man slightly turned his head and raised his crimson-gold eyes to examine them.

Just one glance from him sent chills down Yang Jianye's spine.

"This guy..."

Yang Jianye's gaze darkened, a hint of caution flashing in his eyes.

But before he could even say hello, the other person seemed to have lost interest.

Xiao Yun turned his head, pointed at Yang Jianye and his group, and said to Qin Yuqing:

"Your people have arrived."

Qin Yuqing was taken aback, but when she saw Yang Jianye and the others, a smile appeared on her face:

"Uncle Yang, you've arrived!"

"Um."

Yang Jianye responded, glanced at Qin Yuqing who was pale and seemed somewhat weak, and a hint of concern flashed in his eyes:

"Qin girl, are you injured?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a bit overexerted."

Qin Yuqing waved her hand, noticing Yang Jianye constantly scrutinizing Xiao Yun, and quickly introduced him:

"Uncle Yang, this is Mr. Death, my... a friend I met during an exploration."

"He is an extremely powerful alchemist! Without him, we would have been wiped out by the Thousand-Faced Demon!"

"He not only single-handedly defeated the Thousand-Faced Demon, but also healed Minister Zhao and the others."

Qin Yuqing recounted what had just happened with great enthusiasm, glancing occasionally at Xiao Yun beside her, her eyes sparkling.

Yang Jianye and his group were stunned, staring at Xiao Yun with disbelief.

"Really? This sounds like a novel to me. Even the president couldn't handle that thing, and he solved it so easily? And this guy... looks so weak he probably can't even beat Snow Rabbit."

"It's probably true. The explosion just now was caused by this person. None of the strong members in our guild know how to play with fire."

"It must be true. Didn't you hear what Minister Qin said? He's an alchemy master. And look at that butterfly. It's obviously a top-tier contracted beast. Even if it's not strong, it's fine."

The crowd whispered among themselves, secretly observing Xiao Yun, their emotions ranging from awe and gratitude to suspicion and jealousy.

"Truly, heroes emerge from among the young! On behalf of all members of the Qingcheng Guild, I thank Mr. Death for his assistance!"

Yang Jianye sighed and warmly invited:

"Mr. Death, you must be exhausted after just one battle. Why don't you rest at our headquarters for a while? We can then extend our hospitality and prepare some small gifts to express our gratitude!"

His words were full of sincerity, but Xiao Yun received a reminder from the Crow King in his mind.

"Master, this guy doesn't seem like a good person!"

"Yes, I noticed that too."

Xiao Yun responded in his heart, but outwardly remained calm and waved his hand:

"No need, I should go."

"And there's no need to be polite. This is just a transaction. I've already received my payment, and Qin Yuqing has already paid me as well."

After saying that, Xiao Yun prepared to dispel the descent ritual.

"Hehehe, in such a hurry to leave, just as I expected..."

Yang Jianye suddenly smiled, but his expression abruptly turned cold:

"Mr. Death, you must have paid a considerable price to defeat the Thousand-Faced Demon, right?"

"For example, could you use that kind of explosion a second time?"