Alert! The Dragon Lord has emerged from seclusion!

Su Tie's eyes reddened slightly: "Master..."

"This is the worst-case scenario," Su Zhenbang said firmly. "The Su family can fall, but Qingxue must live."

Just then, a mournful caw of a crow suddenly came from the southeast corner of the manor.

Immediately afterwards, the sound rang out simultaneously from the northwest and southwest!

"They're here." A glint flashed in Su Zhenbang's eyes. "Proceed according to plan."

……

Inside the quiet room, the light of the Crimson Sun Warm Jade had completely entered Su Qingxue's body.

The Yang Fire Talisman on her chest now displayed flowing, lava-like patterns, fiercely clashing with the black Yin Sha beneath her skin.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged opposite him, his hands forming a mudra, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

He was using his own Nine Yang True Qi as a guide to slowly "burn" the foundation of the Yin Sha Guidance by manipulating the power of the warm jade.

This is an extremely delicate process—it requires completely incinerating the Yin energy without damaging Su Qingxue's meridians and origins.

"Well……"

Su Qingxue suddenly let out a muffled groan, her delicate brows furrowed, and a chill emanated from her body uncontrollably.

A thin layer of ice instantly froze on the floor of the quiet room.

"Stay calm!" Lin Chen whispered.

With his left hand, he drew a talisman in the air, and a golden light barrier blocked the leaking chill. "The Yin Sha is retaliating; it's trying to trigger your Xuan Yin essence to self-destruct!"

"I...can't control myself..." Su Qingxue clenched her teeth, her face as pale as paper.

She could feel two forces tearing at each other within her body. The Yin Sha Guiding Force, like a living thing, was rooted deep within her dantian, frantically absorbing the Xuan Yin power to strengthen itself.

A resolute glint flashed in Lin Chen's eyes.

He suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the Crimson Sun Warm Jade!

The moment the essence and blood merged into the jade, the warm jade burst forth with a dazzling crimson light, and the temperature of the entire quiet room rose sharply.

At the same time, Lin Chen pointed his right hand like a sword and touched Su Qingxue's brow with one finger!

"Nine Yangs lock Yin, the Mysterious Gate opens!"

The powerful Nine Yang True Qi, like the Yangtze River, surged from her fingertips into Su Qingxue's ancestral aperture between her eyebrows, forcefully suppressing her restless Xuan Yin origin.

Su Qingxue trembled violently, and a golden light flashed in her icy blue eyes.

Guided by this supreme yang energy, she finally regained control of the power within her body.

"Now!" Lin Chen shouted, "Use the Profound Yin Qi to envelop the Yin Sha Guiding Force, and I will incinerate it!"

Su Qingxue followed his instructions and circulated her cultivation technique. The icy blue Xuan Yin essence within her dantian surged forth like a tide, enveloping the pitch-black Yin Sha layer by layer.

The Yin Sha sensed the danger and struggled frantically, transforming into countless black threads in an attempt to break free of the encirclement.

But at this moment, the power of the Crimson Sun Warm Jade controlled by Lin Chen finally broke through the last barrier, shining like the blazing sun in the sky onto the Yin Sha Guidance that was wrapped up!

"laugh--!"

The ear-piercing burning sound echoed in the quiet room, and the black Yin energy melted away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the dim light, it seemed as if thousands of vengeful spirits were shrieking and howling.

This process lasted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

As the last wisp of black energy dissipated, the Yang Fire Talisman on Su Qingxue's chest also dimmed and eventually turned into ashes and fell to the ground.

"It's a success..."

She opened her eyes weakly.

I felt an unprecedented sense of relief—that lingering, bone-chilling coldness had finally vanished completely.

But Lin Chen's expression changed drastically: "This is bad!"

Almost at the same instant the Yin Sha Yin was incinerated, the Nine Yang Subduing Demon Formation surrounding the manor suddenly trembled!

Three dark figures, like ghosts, broke through the outermost layer of defense and rushed straight towards the main building!

……

In the southeast corner of the manor, three disciples of the Netherworld Sect were engaged in a fierce battle with the guards of the Su family.

These Netherworld Sect disciples were all at the mid-stage of Qi Refining. Their cultivation of the Yin Sha Technique made them elusive and ruthless.

Ordinary guards were no match for them, and in the blink of an eye, two of them were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Form ranks!"

Su Tie arrived with six guards, and the seven of them quickly formed the Big Dipper formation. Their blades flashed like a net, temporarily blocking the attack.

But more shadowy figures are surging in from all directions.

Su Zhenbang stood on the roof of the main building, overlooking the entire battlefield, his face solemn.

There were more than twenty Netherworld Sect disciples who attacked, and the three leaders had profound auras, actually at the late stage of Qi Refining!

"Old Su, how have you been?"

A sinister laugh rang out, and an old man in black robes stepped out of the shadows—it was none other than Master Youquan.

He was accompanied by two elderly men dressed similarly, whose auras were no weaker than his.

"The three elders of the Netherworld Sect have all come; they truly think highly of my Su family." Su Zhenbang sneered, but his heart sank.

"Hand over Su Qingxue and Lin Chen, and I may allow your Su family bloodline to continue." Master Youquan licked his lips. "Otherwise, after tonight, there will be no more Su family in Jiangnan."

"Then let's give it a try." Su Zhenbang slowly drew his sword.

The moment the blade was drawn from its sheath, a dragon-like hum resounded through the night sky.

This ancestral goose-feather saber was now emitting a faint golden light—that was the saber intent nurtured by generations of Su family heads, specifically for vanquishing evil spirits.

"Stubborn to the end." Master Youquan shook his head, waved his withered hand, and shouted, "Kill!"

The three old men attacked simultaneously, and three streams of black energy transformed into ferocious ghost heads, roaring as they pounced on Su Zhenbang.

"The Seven Kills of the Big Dipper!"

Su Zhenbang shouted sharply, and his blade flashed like lightning, unleashing seven strikes in an instant.

The seven golden blade energies collided with the ghost head, unleashing a piercing metallic clang.

The roof tiles shattered, and Su Zhenbang staggered back three steps, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!" Su Tie's eyes were bloodshot as he tried to come to the rescue, but he was held back by two Netherworld Sect disciples.

Master Youquan grinned maliciously: "Old man, you won't last ten moves."

Before the words were even finished, a sudden change occurred!

The thirty-six array eyes of the manor lit up simultaneously, and golden pillars of light shot into the sky, weaving together to form a huge Nine Suns Subduing Demon Array in the night sky!

"What kind of formation is this?!" The three elders of the Netherworld's expressions changed drastically.

They felt the Yin energy around them churning like boiling water, threatening to dissipate!

"It's too late to realize this now."

Lin Chen's voice came from the main building.

He walked out side by side with Su Qingxue, their auras connected. One was as yang as fire, and the other as yin as ice, yet at this moment they formed a perfect yin-yang cycle.

Su Qingxue walked barefoot on the ground, and frost spread wherever she went.

She looked at Master Youquan, her eyes flashing with a cold light: "It's time to pay back Second Uncle's debt."

"You little brat, how dare you be so arrogant?" Master Youquan, though surprised, remained calm. "Your Yin Sha has just been dispelled, and your Xuan Yin essence is unstable. Forcing your way out will only destroy your foundation!"

"Then you won't need to trouble yourself."

Lin Chen took a step forward, his figure as fast as lightning, and instantly appeared in front of Youquan Zhenren, throwing a punch!

This punch was simple and unadorned, but the air distorted where the fist passed, and the scorching air wave made Master Youquan's expression change drastically.

"Nine Yang Burning Heaven Fist?! You're from the Free and Unfettered Valley?!"

He hastily raised his arms to block, but was sent flying ten feet away by the punch, his arm bones making a cracking sound as if they could not bear the weight.

Seeing this, the other two elders also made their move at the same time.

Nine bone nails flew out from one man's sleeve; the nails were pitch black and clearly coated with a deadly poison. The other man opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of green poisonous mist, which had a pungent, foul odor.

"A trivial skill."