Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

As soon as he finished speaking, a rift tore open in the space in front of them, and Blood Demon Ancestor and Blood Wutian slowly walked out.

"Great Demon Lord, Second Demon Lord!" Hua Wuxin hurriedly bowed.

The man in black robes was completely dumbfounded when he saw the two of them. He never expected that they would arrive so quickly!

"Bang!"

In the instant the man in black robes was stunned, Blood Demon Ancestor and Bloodless Heaven simultaneously lunged forward.

One palm struck his left chest, and the other struck his right chest.

The black-robed man's protective aura shattered instantly, like paper.

He groaned and flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, instantly losing most of his fighting ability.

"Alright, since you refuse to surrender, then die!"

The Blood Demon Ancestor's figure flickered, appearing before the black-robed man.

He twisted off his head, then reached out and grabbed his soul.

"Spare me! My lord, spare me!"

The black-robed man screamed in terror,

"I'll do anything, just spare my life!"

"And if you really kill me, the forces behind me... they won't let you get away with it!"

He begged for mercy while attempting to threaten them with the power behind him.

Upon hearing this, the Blood Demon Ancestor's killing intent intensified.

The person who dares to threaten him hasn't been born yet!

With a clench of his fist, the black-robed man's soul was instantly annihilated, leaving not a trace.

"Once this matter is settled, return to Huan Sect," the Blood Demon Ancestor said calmly.

Xue Wutian nodded. With his thousand-year-old grudge avenged, the resentment that had been building up in his heart dissipated considerably.

Hua Wuxin quickly followed, watching their backs as she thought to herself:

"The power of the Great Demon Lord is truly terrifying. Even a master in the mid-stage of the Land Immortal realm, the man in black robes, was powerless to fight back!"

"My dear great-grandmother! I'm so glad I knew what was good for me and didn't refuse him! Otherwise, I would have gone to see you!"

In the direction of Holy Light City, Mo Tianchou was absorbing the blood energy of the battlefield, and his aura was subtly improving.

All the elders and disciples of the Light Cult were wiped out, and the Joyful Union Sect won a great victory—or rather, the Demon Alliance won a great victory!

.....

Eastern Region, Qianzhou, Shangguan Hong's Villa.

In the courtyard, an old locust tree with lush branches and leaves casts a large shadow.

Shangguan Hong sat calmly beside the stone table, his fingertips lightly tapping the surface.

An elder from a branch lineage, dressed in a gray robe, hurried over with a grave expression.

"Third Young Master, three waves of assassins have appeared today!"

In the past two days, the assassins have been like a persistent boil, one after another. Although they have all been dealt with, it has been quite a nuisance.

Shangguan Hong picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said calmly:

"The day after tomorrow is the day of my duel with my two older brothers, so naturally they don't want me to appear at the duel unscathed!"

"These next two days, you need to be extra careful about who enters and leaves the villa, and be wary of them trying to scam you."

"Rest assured, young master."

The gray-robed elder cupped his hands and said...

"Although my strength is lacking, my eyesight is still good."

"No one who is abnormal can escape my eyes."

He paused, then added with concern:

"But... I'm afraid the eldest and second young masters might hire those top assassin organizations."

"For example, 'Fine Rain Pavilion' and 'Blood Slaughter Pavilion'."

Shangguan Hong smiled slightly: "Don't worry about Xiyu Tower, they won't make a move."

"As for the Blood Slaughter Pavilion, we should indeed be more vigilant."

As soon as he finished speaking, six figures appeared silently in the courtyard. Dressed in black and wearing black hats, their auras were restrained; they were none other than the Six Sword Slaves.

Upon seeing this, the gray-robed elder assumed it was another assassin coming to kill him and immediately shouted:

"Third Young Master, be careful!"

He then stepped forward to protect the emperor.

"Mr. Qing, there's no need to be nervous."

Shangguan Hong stood up, blocking the gray-robed elder's path, and bowed to the Six Sword Slaves, saying...

"I have met the esteemed guests of Xiyu Tower."

Among the Six Sword Slaves, the leader, Zhen Gang, stepped forward, his voice calm:

"We have been ordered to come to assist you in your struggle for the position of family head. Please arrange a place for us to rest."

"Thank you all for your help."

Shangguan Hong quickly replied,

"Once I assume the position of family head, I will never go back on my promise to your establishment!"

He turned to the gray-robed elder and said, "Elder Qing, quickly arrange accommodations for these gentlemen."

"Yes."

Old Master Qing understood immediately; no wonder the Third Young Master said that the Drizzle Pavilion wouldn't come to assassinate him.

It turns out that the Third Young Master was supported by the Drizzle Pavilion!

"Six esteemed gentlemen, please follow me!"

He quickly led the six sword slaves to the backyard, thinking to himself:

"With the help of a force like the Fine Rain Pavilion, the Third Young Master's chances of winning have greatly increased."

……

The Imperial Palace of Qianzhou, Zichen Hall.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the cold, stern face of the Heavenly Emperor.

A dark figure silently appeared and knelt on one knee:

"Your Majesty, the eldest son of the Shangguan family has sent a message."

"Oh?" Qian Tian looked up. "What did he say?"

The shadow reported: "He said that if His Majesty could help him eliminate his two younger brothers and ascend to the position of family head,..."

He is willing to secretly lead the Shangguan family to completely submit to our Great Qian.

Upon hearing this, Qian Tian's lips curled into a cold smile:

"Shangguan Feng's eldest son is more pragmatic than his father."

"The four great families have always wanted to break free from the control of the Great Qian Dynasty, but he has taken the initiative to come to us. That's interesting."

Qian Tian tapped his fingers on the armrest of the dragon throne, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes:

"We just quelled the Nine Nether Demon Sect, so we have time to deal with these powerful families."

"Tell the eldest son of the Shangguan family that I will send a celestial expert to help him get rid of his two younger brothers."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The shadow acknowledged the order and quietly withdrew.

Only Qian Tian remained in the hall. He gazed at the empty space, his brow furrowed. He thought of Consort Rong.

He recalled the promise he made to Consort Rong before setting off—to kill Xue Wutian and avenge the Second Prince and his brother-in-law Song Zongxiang.

But now that Xue Wutian has fled the Eastern Region, this promise is unlikely to be fulfilled.

Some time ago, Consort Rong repeatedly requested an audience with him regarding the Second Prince, but he declined each time, citing his busy schedule with state affairs. She must still be angry at this moment.

"Never mind, let's go see her." Qian Tian got up and walked towards the inner palace.

The palace of Consort Rong was brightly lit.

A maidservant rushed into the inner palace: "Your Majesty, His Majesty has arrived."

Consort Rong was sitting in front of her dressing table when she heard this, and she snorted coldly:

"Hmph! I've been trying to see him these past few days because of my son, but he's been avoiding me. Now he's come to me of his own accord."

"I want to see what he's up to this time."

A moment later, Qian Tian entered the palace, and the palace maids and eunuchs all knelt down to pay their respects.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Get up, everyone."

Qian Tian waved his hand, his gaze falling on Consort Rong by the window, and said softly,

"Consort Rong, I've come to see you. You've lost weight since I last saw you."

Consort Rong turned around, her cold and beautiful face devoid of any smile, her tone indifferent:

"Your Majesty, please speak if you have something to say. If not, I wish to rest."

Qian Tian sighed and stepped forward:

"Consort Rong, I know you are still angry about the Second Prince's matter."

"He is your son, and he is also my son. How could I not want to avenge him?"

"But Xue Wutian has already fled the Eastern Region, and I am powerless to do anything about it for the time being."

He grasped Consort Rong's hand, his eyes sincere:

"But I assure you, once the heavens and earth are unsealed and the five realms are united..."

"I will find Xue Wutian immediately and grind him to dust to avenge my second son!"

Seeing the sincerity in his eyes, Consort Rong's resentment gradually dissipated.

"Is what Your Majesty said true?"

"Of course it's true." Qian Tian nodded. "When have I ever lied to you?"

Consort Rong remained silent for a moment, then softly hummed in agreement.

Seeing that her anger had subsided, Qian Tian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:

"I've been busy with state affairs these past few days and have neglected you. Tonight, I'll stay here with you."

He said to the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall, "You may all leave. Tonight, I will stay in Consort Rong's palace!"

"Yes, Your Majesty." The crowd bowed and withdrew, and the palace doors slowly closed.

Qian Tian embraced Consort Rong and said softly, "Now that the second prince is gone, let's have another child, shall we?"

Consort Rong blushed slightly and did not refute.

Qian Tian picked up the plump Consort Rong and carried her to the bed in the room.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the candlelight in the hall suddenly went out.

Soon the room was filled with the colors of spring.

Qian Tian released all his pent-up anger.

It also temporarily dispelled the coldness of the palace and the gloom of power struggles.