Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Yunhe looked at the undisguised killing intent in Yan Guiren's eyes.

Feeling the overwhelming and domineering aura emanating from the other party, the last shred of hope in his heart vanished.

He knew that if he acted forcefully today, he would not only fail to get revenge, but he would also likely perish here.

"Excellent! What a magnificent eternal night!"

Yunhe gritted his teeth and gave Yang Guo and the other three a deep look, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"We, the Qingyun Sect, will remember this humiliation! Let's go!"

Having said that, he dared not linger any longer, and with Zhong Xiang in tow, he turned and prepared to leave in a disheveled state.

Upon hearing Yunhe's continued threats, Yan Guiren thought, "You're asking for death!"

"Swallows flitting about"

The wind and thunder are boundless, and the solitary question leaves no trace.

"ah"

The Lonely Question Spear in Yan Guiren's hand shattered the void in an instant and arrived in the blink of an eye.

With a single thrust, the spear pierced Yunhe's body, and then the Lonely Question Spear emerged from the void and flew into Yan Guiren's hand.

When Yunhe was hit, he immediately used a teleportation talisman and disappeared from the spot with Zhong Xiang!

"Hmph! You won't be so lucky next time we meet!" Yan Guiren said, staring in the direction Yun He had left.

Yan Guiren then looked at the Celestial Realm experts from other forces present.

All the Celestial Realm experts present, upon sensing Yan Guiren's terrifying aura, abandoned their ulterior motives.

at this time

The light gate at the entrance to the secret realm suddenly fluctuated violently, and two disheveled figures staggered out from it. They were Yao Xing from the Xuanming Sect and Ling Shan from the Star Pavilion.

Both were dressed in tattered clothes, severely injured, and weak and listless.

"Yao Xing!"

"Lingshan!"

Amidst the clouds and mist, Leng Wuyai, the Celestial Realm Elder of the Xuanming Sect, and Xing Xuanfeng, the Fourth Pavilion Master of the Star Pavilion, appeared simultaneously and quickly stepped forward to support the two.

Xing Xuanfeng looked at Ling Shan's pale face and asked urgently:

"What happened? Where is everyone else? Why are you the only one who came out?"

Ling Shan coughed up several mouthfuls of blood and said in a hoarse voice:

"Fourth Pavilion Master, we encountered the Blood Demon Ancestor in the Crimson Palace at the center of the secret realm... Everyone except me... is dead..."

He then recounted everything that had happened in the secret realm, from the struggle for the Blood Thunder Flower to the Blood Demon Ancestor's possession and rebirth.

Then, the Black Emperor revealed himself and repelled the Blood Demon Ancestor, recounting everything in detail.

On the other side, Yao Xing also mustered his strength and told Leng Wuyai what had happened.

"What?! The Blood Demon Ancestor?!"

Upon hearing this, both Xing Xuanfeng and Leng Wuyai's expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Upon hearing the words "Blood Demon Ancestor," the Celestial Realm experts from other top forces in the clouds also emerged from the clouds and surrounded him.

Master Mingjue, a high-ranking monk of the Celestial Realm at Wanfo Temple, clasped his hands together and looked solemnly at Ling Shan and Yao Xing:

"Esteemed benefactors, is what you say... true?"

Ling Shan nodded with difficulty: "Master, everything you say is true. That Blood Demon Ancestor has been reborn through possession, and his strength has recovered to the mid-stage of the Celestial Realm."

"If it weren't for the intervention of an unparalleled ferocious beast, Vice Sect Leader Yao and I probably wouldn't have been able to escape alive."

Upon hearing this, Master Mingjue's heart sank, and he asked again, "Then, I wonder if any of Wufa and his disciples from my temple are still alive?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light gate at the entrance to the secret realm slammed shut with a loud "boom," turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.

Just then, a strange red light suddenly shot out from the location where the secret realm was closed.

It circled in the air once, then threw the two shriveled corpses to the ground.

"Hehehe... Your ancestor has returned!"

A hoarse and chilling voice rang out, and the red light dissipated, revealing a blood-red figure—the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Although his breathing was still somewhat disordered, it was much better than it had been in the secret realm, indicating that he had absorbed a lot of essence blood after leaving the stone chamber.

All the cultivators present focused their attention on him instantly, and their expressions changed.

Master Mingjue stared at the two dried corpses on the ground, his pupils shrinking. Although the monk's robe on one of them was tattered, he recognized it at a glance as Wufa!

The other mummified corpse was recognized by the Grand Elder of the Xuanqing Daoist Sect, Master Ziyang: "Nephew Daoxuan!"

Upon confirming the identity of the deceased, both Master Mingjue and Daoist Ziyang were furious.

"Blood Demon Ancestor! You're courting death!"

Master Mingjue's body shone with Buddhist light, and he struck the Blood Demon Ancestor with a palm; Daoist Ziyang also roared, and his whisk transformed into thousands of silver threads, which rolled toward the blood-red figure.

"Hehehe, juniors, what's the rush?"

The Blood Demon Ancestor swayed, easily dodging their attacks, his tone full of mockery, "I've just seen the light of day again, so I won't play with you for now. Farewell!"

Having said that, he transformed into a streak of red light and sped off into the distance.

Although he used to regard these celestial beings as nothing more than ants, he had just been reborn through possession and his strength had not yet fully recovered.

His meridians were injured by the Black Emperor's claw, so it was not advisable for him to fight so many experts at the Celestial Realm right now.

How could Master Mingjue and Daoist Ziyang accept this?

They immediately gave chase, unleashing a barrage of attacks at the red light, but the Blood Demon Ancestor skillfully dodged them all.

After chasing for several miles, the red light grew faster and faster, gradually disappearing into the horizon. Frustrated, the two had no choice but to stop and turn back.

On the other side, after Xing Xuanfeng and Leng Wuyai settled Yao Xing and Ling Shan, their faces were both gloomy.

They recalled how the elders and disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Sect who had entered the secret realm had left early, and a sense of unease crept into their hearts.

When the two arrived at the place where the Nine Nether Demon Sect's Chi Yuan and his group had stayed, it was already deserted; there wasn't a single person in sight. Clearly, they had left beforehand.

After Master Mingjue and Daoist Ziyang returned to the valley, their expressions were extremely solemn.

Master Mingjue surveyed the crowd and said in a deep voice:

"Amitabha! Esteemed benefactors, now that the Blood Demon Ancestor has reappeared in the world, coupled with the previously appearing Bloodless Heaven..."

"If these two great demons join forces, our Eastern Region will surely be plunged into another bloodbath and devastation!"

The others looked grave upon hearing this. They all knew that Master Mingjue's words were by no means alarmist.

The infamous reputation of the Blood Demon Ancestor has been passed down for thousands of years, and Xue Wutian has also committed numerous evil deeds recently. If these two were to join forces, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"This matter is of great importance. We must return to our sect immediately, report this matter, and make preparations as soon as possible," said Daoist Ziyang in a deep voice.

Everyone nodded in agreement, then left without lingering, each leading their own troops to prepare to return to their respective factions to report on the situation and prepare for the impending storm.

Soon, only Yang Guo and his three companions, Yan Guiren, and the Black Emperor nestled in Qingguo's arms remained in the valley.

"My lord, let's go too," Yang Guo said.

Yan Guiren nodded, glanced at the four of them, and said calmly, "Let's go back to Qingzhou City."

The group of five (including a dog) turned and left the valley, heading towards Qingzhou.