Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Xue Wutian stood there, stunned, his mind buzzing. Every word Mo Tianchou uttered felt like a heavy hammer, striking his heart.

He recalled all the care and concern his elder brother had shown him in the past.

He recalled his arrogance when he left the Nine Nether Demon Sect in a fit of pique and founded the Bloodstained Palace.

I remember the last time we met, my older brother sighed, "Come back when you've had your fill of adventures out there..."

I remember the anxious look on my older brother's face when he learned I was in danger...

Endless regret and self-blame gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake.

If he hadn't acted rashly back then, if he hadn't refused to beg for help, if he hadn't prevented Leng Ming from establishing contact with the Nine Nether Demon Sect before he was about to fall into a deep sleep due to his injury.

Perhaps then my elder brother wouldn't have risked his life alone to avenge him, and he certainly wouldn't have... disappeared without a trace!

"Qianlong! Daqian!" Xue Wutian suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with murderous intent that almost materialized. "I will make you... pay for your blood debts!"

The roar was filled with endless grief and killing intent, as if it wanted to overturn the entire Netherworld Abyss.

Mo Tianchou looked at Xue Wutian, who was acting like a madman, and did not try to stop him, but his eyes also burned with raging anger.

Three thousand years of forbearance, three thousand years of searching, now that my uncle has returned, perhaps... this is the beginning of revenge!

Just then, Xue Wutian suddenly froze.

A thought suddenly flashed through my mind: that fleeting bloodline connection when I left the Fallen Immortal Mountain Range!

"Wait..." Xue Wutian muttered to himself, a glint of disbelief flashing in his eyes, "That wasn't an illusion!"

At first he thought it was an illusion, but now he realized that although the connection was weak, it came from the same source as his brother and carried his brother's unique aura!

He turned abruptly to look at Mo Tianchou, who was still immersed in grief and indignation, his voice trembling slightly with emotion:

"Tianchou! I just remembered something!"

Mo Tianchou was taken aback and looked up at him: "Uncle-Master, what is it?"

"Bloodline! It's a bloodline connection!" Xue Wutian spoke rapidly, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

"When we left the Fallen Immortal Mountain Range, I felt a faint resonance of bloodlines, but it vanished in an instant. At the time, I thought it was just a hallucination after the fierce battle..."

"But now that I think about it, that aura... was most likely my elder brother's."

Mo Tianchou suddenly looked up, his face instantly bursting with wild joy:

"What?! Martial Uncle, are you telling the truth? You sensed Master's bloodline aura?"

Three thousand years! They've searched for three thousand years, expending countless resources, yet they still haven't found any trace of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Hearing such news from Xue Wutian himself, how could he not be excited?

"Most likely."

Xue Wutian nodded, his tone certain, "My elder brother and I are siblings from the same mother, connected by blood, there's no mistake!"

"Although that connection was faint, upon closer reflection now, it became exceptionally clear—it originated from the central part of the Fallen Immortal Mountains!"

He suddenly remembered the white beam of light that shot into the sky before he left, and then spoke again:

"Oh, right! Shortly after we left, a huge white pillar of light rose from the central part of the Fallen Immortal Mountains, lasting for a quarter of an hour before dissipating and finally transforming into a spatial rift!"

"The situation was urgent at the time, and I didn't investigate further. Now that I think about it, could that pillar of light... be related to my older brother?"

Mo Tianchou's breathing quickened instantly, and a hopeful light flickered in his eyes:

"Very likely! Perhaps Master did not perish back then."

The two looked at each other and saw excitement and certainty in each other's eyes.

That beam of light, that resonance of bloodline, must be related to the Blood Demon Ancestor!

Mo Tianchou acted decisively, turning to shout towards the outside of the hall, "Summon Protector Black Wind!"

A moment later, an elderly man dressed in black robes, exuding a calm and composed aura, strode into the main hall and bowed respectfully: "This subordinate, Black Wind, greets the Sect Master and Senior!"

"Black Wind,"

Mo Tianchou spoke urgently.

"Immediately lead your men to the Fallen Immortal Mountains to investigate the origin of that white pillar of light, especially... look for any aura related to the Ancestor!"

"Remember, do not alert other forces. If you discover anything, report it immediately!"

"Yes! Your subordinate obeys!" Black Wind dared not delay, bowed to accept the order, and quickly turned and left.

Inside the main hall, Xue Wutian and Mo Tianchou exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with anticipation.

Meanwhile, outside Qingzhou City.

Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan appeared silently, and the surrounding space rippled slightly before returning to calm.

"Let's go see the monarch," Yan Guiren said, then his consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness to communicate with the coordinate imprint.

A spatial rift slowly opened, revealing an endless starry sky inside—the entrance to the Eternal Night Space.

The two stepped in, and the crack closed instantly, as if it had never existed.

Eternal Night Space, Monarch's Palace.

Ye Junlin sat upright on the throne. When Yan Guiren and Yan Shisan entered, he nodded slightly and said, "You're back."

"Your subordinates greet Your Majesty!" The two bowed.

"Tell me, how did your trip to Tianfeng City go?" Ye Junlin asked bluntly.

Yan Guiren straightened up and said in a deep voice, "My lord, the source of this disturbance in Tianfeng City is an organization called 'Mo Yuan'."

"But its true identity is the remnant of the Bloodstained Palace, an evil force that disappeared five thousand years ago."

"Meanwhile, the leader of the Mo Yuan sect, Leng Ming, and his deputy, Luo Mie, used the 'Wu King's Rebellion' as a cover to secretly set up the 'Bloodthirsty Array'."

"Using the Martial King's army, the people, and the Great Qian army in the city as sacrifices, we will help our ancestor Xue Wutian to be revived."

"Mo Yuan? Blood Killing Hall? Blood Without Heaven?" Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow. He knew about Mo Yuan, which was a well-known assassin organization in the Eastern Region.

However, he had never heard of the Blood Demon Palace or the Bloodless Heaven, so it seemed that there were still many things about the Eternal Night Heaven that he did not know.

"Go on," Ye Junlin said, looking up at Yan Guiren.

Yan Guiren nodded and continued:

"When my subordinate and my thirteenth brother arrived, the formation besieging Tianfeng City was almost complete."

"After we broke the formation, during our head-on battle with Leng Ming and Luo Mie, Xue Wutian also fully recovered."

He paused, then continued, "Although Xue Wutian's cultivation is not yet stable after his resurrection, he has already reached the peak of the Celestial Realm, making him quite troublesome!"

"During this period, Prince Qian Yuan of the Great Qian Dynasty arrived with the Imperial Clan Court and others, and the two sides formed a temporary alliance."

A hint of a smile flashed in Yan Guiren's eyes.

"Taking advantage of the situation, I demanded 20 million low-grade spirit stones from Qian Yuan as payment for the operation. To save his life, Qian Yuan agreed to deliver them in a month."

Ye Junlin's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile: "Well done."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Yan Guiren continued.

"Afterwards, Xue Wutian saw that the situation was not good and tried to escape with his remaining troops. His subordinates, along with his thirteenth brother, Qian Yuan and others, pursued him all the way to the Fallen Immortal Mountain Range."

"Unexpectedly, Xue Wutian was able to contact the Nine Nether Demon Sect, which had also been in hiding for many years."

Yan Guiren's tone became more serious.

"The Vice Sect Master of the Nine Nether Demon Sect, Youming, led the three elders, Chiyuan, Youying, and Minghe, to our aid. All of them are experts at the Celestial Realm. After joining forces with the remnants of Xue Wutian's forces, they formed an encirclement around us."