That was a great disgrace to the celestial realm, a major stain.
They have endured for a thousand years, living in constant fear, biding their time and accumulating strength, so that they can eventually wipe out everyone who knows about what happened back then.
"Therefore, we must capture Liu Lanyan this time." As the Confucian Master mentioned this, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
He was truly determined to kill.
The problem with the demon realm is relatively easy to handle; they can fight it out openly and try to win it over.
There's nothing the demon realm can do.
For so many years, because the demon realm has a demon god, the demon realm has been like an iron barrel, with no way to break through it.
"Don't worry, Liu Lanyan will definitely come to the Immortal Realm as a 'guest' this time." The Venerable One spoke with great confidence.
The Confucian scholar looked at the Venerable One with a puzzled expression.
If we're talking about dealing with the Thirteen Fiends of the Night, besides the Venerable One and the Heavenly Venerable, could anyone else deal with them so easily?
It seems that the Celestial Venerable did not leave the Immortal Realm, so who else went there?
We didn't see those powerful disciples leave. Could it be that Your Majesty has some secret subordinates?
"They only sent two outer disciples," the Venerable One said, answering the Confucian Venerable's question.
"Outer disciples?" The Confucian Master stared in astonishment at the Venerable One's back. This... this must be a joke.
What is an outer disciple?
Those were disciples who had only entered the Immortal Realm and were taught some cultivation methods by the official disciples of the Immortal Realm.
Formal disciples are further divided into ordinary disciples and core disciples, with only core disciples possessing the highest strength among all disciples.
Why send only two peripheral disciples to capture Liu Lanyan, such an important task?
"I infused my immortal soul into their bodies." The Venerable said it calmly, but it shocked the Confucian Venerable so much that he was dumbfounded and it took him a long time to realize what he had heard.
"An immortal... an immortal soul?" The Confucian Venerable stared at the Venerable One, speechless, and asked incredulously, "Your Majesty, that immortal soul..."
If I remember correctly, immortal souls are the remnants of the souls of the supreme beings of the immortal realm after their fall.
That could be considered the biggest secret in the immortal realm.
Secrets that only the supreme beings of the immortal realm can know; for example, in the current immortal realm, only His Excellency and the Heavenly Venerable know them.
Because they are incomplete, those immortal souls do not have their own consciousness, but their power is extremely strong. If used properly, their power is not much different from theirs.
"Having injected it into their bodies, are they still unable to deal with the Thirteen Dark Night Fiends?" the Venerable One said with a cold laugh.
Upon hearing this, the Confucian Master frowned, then chuckled softly: "If that's the case, Liu Lanyan will definitely come to the Immortal Realm as a 'guest' this time."
Those peripheral disciples who have been imbued with immortal souls are no longer just ordinary peripheral disciples.
It seems that conquering the demon realm is just around the corner.
At this time, the land was desolate, with yellow sand filling the sky.
The place was already partially desertified, but the violent clash between An Yi and the two immortals had completely depleted the already scarce moisture in the land.
The faces of the ten men in the dark were extremely solemn, their black clothes were covered in dust, and some of them had even bled.
At this point, it goes without saying that any of An Yi and his companions understood that they were no match for the two immortals on the other side.
Retreat.
These two words had never even crossed the minds of An Yi and his group.
As long as it's an order given by the Lord, they will carry it out even if they know they are no match for him.
Even at this point, knowing they were destined to lose, not a single person considered retreating.
Admittedly, given their abilities, if they can't win and want to retreat safely, I believe there's no one in this world who can stop them.
However, the order given by the Lord this time was to ensure Liu Lanyan's safety.
Since that's the case, even if it costs them their last breath, they will guard the entrance to the barrier.
Even if they still cannot stop them, they will have to step over their corpses to get past them.
None of the ten people, including An Yi, spoke or exchanged opinions, yet their thoughts were remarkably aligned.
Their resolute actions and swift, ruthless attacks showed that they were fighting to the death, focusing solely on offense and not on defense.
Inside the barrier, the manor was already lit up, the shadows flickering, and all was silent.
Everyone remained silent, maintaining their initial vigilance, and watching the courtyard Liu Lanyan entered.
There was still no movement there.
From a distance, one could see a faint light emanating from within, and sense a subtle, almost imperceptible power flowing through it.
The specifics of what happened inside are unknown.
Bingling paced back and forth, glancing back at the courtyard every now and then. Her pretty face was devoid of any playfulness, filled instead with deep anxiety.
"Why hasn't Miss come out yet?" Bingling asked anxiously, but naturally no one answered her question.
Yun Yi, standing to the side, remained completely still, like a giant iceberg, without changing his posture from beginning to end.
Inside the room, Liu Lanyan sat cross-legged, her palms facing the sky in a mudra placed in front of her dantian, her eyes closed. Apart from her pale face, she was exactly the same as before.
Inside the room, the stone bed emitted a faint light, which seemed to flicker rhythmically, like a long, drawn-out breath.
As time went by, the two people on the stone bed looked better and better. The person who hadn't been breathing before was now breathing slightly.
Gradually, it synchronized with the light and shadow of the stone bed.
Time slowly passed, then Liu Lanyan suddenly opened her eyes, raised her right hand above her head, and shouted from her chest and abdomen: "Return to your place!"
With this shout, the person on the stone bed trembled violently, and then, as if given life, their entire state changed completely.
All the light in the room suddenly swirled around and split into two beams, which then shone into the foreheads of the two people.
Everything returned to silence.
Liu Lanyan's raised arm fell limply to the ground, as if all her strength had been drained away. She collapsed to the ground, her mouth agape, gasping for breath.
Her clothes were soaked with sweat, clinging to her body, and even her long, black hair was wet, sticking to her temples and forehead.
The sticky sweat made Liu Lanyan very uncomfortable, but she had no strength in her hands and feet, and didn't even have the strength to lift them up to wipe the sweat.
After sitting quietly for a while, Liu Lanyan's breathing returned to normal. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her trembling hand and exhaled a heavy breath.
He glanced at the two people sleeping soundly on the stone bed and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.
After the power circulated rapidly within her body for a full cycle, Liu Lanyan stood up from the ground, her clothes already dried by the power.
He opened the door and went straight to the room next door, quickly changed into clean clothes, and used the time to try his best to recover his strength.
Then he walked out of the courtyard.
Just as they stepped out of the courtyard gate, they saw Bingling and Yunyi rushing over.
"Miss." Bingling couldn't help but call out, and even Yun Yi, who usually had no expression, was filled with anxiety and worry.
"Everything went smoothly." Liu Lanyan quickly gave instructions. "The rest of the work is the same as what I told you before. Continue. I will go back and inform my brother to come and take care of our parents."
Without pausing, Liu Lanyan walked out.
"Miss, where are you going? Aren't you going to rest?" Bingling asked curiously.
Even without using her demonic powers, she could tell from her eyes that Liu Lanyan's physical condition was extremely weak.
She just said that Miss should rest and adjust first; rushing things like this is simply not the way to go.
"I'm leaving. You all stay here and wait for my brother to come," Liu Lanyan hurriedly instructed, her steps never faltering.
As I walked out, I quickly adjusted my physical condition.
"Leave now?" Bingling was dumbfounded. Was Miss joking?
Given her current physical condition, what is she going to leave?
What the young lady needs most right now is rest. Looking at her pale face, it seems like she might collapse at any moment.
"Miss..." Even Yun Yi, who was usually not very talkative, couldn't help but call out to Liu Lanyan.
Liu Lanyan didn't even turn her head: "Guard the manor!"
These four words, however, carried an undeniable authority, immediately silencing Bing Ling and Yun Yi. They dared not utter another word, obediently replying "Yes," and then helplessly watching Liu Lanyan walk away.
Bingling turned to look at Yunyi and saw the same deep worry in his eyes.
But what can they do?
Miss seems easy to talk to most of the time, but once she makes a decision, she never tolerates anyone saying "no."
They had no choice but to obey and guard the manor.
Liu Lanyan walked quickly, her internal energy flowing rapidly as she adjusted her body at top speed.
When they reached the entrance to the barrier, they stretched out their hands, opened the barrier, and slipped out.
The barrier behind them immediately closed.
As soon as they stepped outside the barrier, a strong smell of blood hit them. Looking up, they saw ten black figures crisscrossing in the air, their attacks ruthless and orderly.
Even though they were covered in blood, they still moved quickly despite their injuries.
Even as their demonic power caused their already injured wounds to bleed profusely with each outpouring of their power, they did not hesitate for a moment.
Liu Lanyan took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice, not loud, but loud enough for everyone to hear clearly: "The person you are looking for is me, isn't it?"
Chapter 113 How Could This Be?
The words, neither too loud nor too soft, seemed to be spoken right next to everyone's ears, striking directly into their hearts.