Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The room was lined with cabinets filled with medicine, with bottles and jars neatly arranged, and the aroma of medicine was even stronger.

Lying on the bed was the Right Protector of the Netherworld Palace, his face ashen and his breath weak.

His lower body was completely naked, his whole body was wrapped in bandages, and bloodstains were faintly seeping out, making him look extremely miserable.

Sun Yaochen pointed at the person on the bed and said in a deep voice:

"I have used a magical medicine to protect his heart meridian, and his external wounds have been bandaged up."

"But his internal injuries were too severe; his internal organs were shattered, his meridians were severed, and both his legs were crippled."

"The herbs and pills in my pharmacy are completely ineffective; they can only barely keep him alive, but it won't last long."

The Left Protector walked to the bedside, glanced at it, and said in a deep voice:

"It's alright, I brought the Nine-Turn Returning to Origin Pill."

"The Nine-Turn Returning to Origin Pill?!"

Sun Yaochen's eyes widened instantly, his face filled with shock, and he gasped in disbelief.

"This miraculous healing elixir actually exists!"

He knew the miraculous effects of this elixir; it could not even shatter internal organs or sever all meridians.

Even a person on the verge of death can reverse their life force and rebuild their meridians by taking this pill.

The Left Protector ignored his surprise, raised his hand and waved it; a faint light flashed from his storage ring.

A longan-sized, amber-colored pill floated out.

Nine golden lines flowed slowly on the surface, exuding a rich vitality; it was indeed the Nine-Turn Returning to Origin Pill.

He flicked his finger, and the pill landed precisely in the mouth of the Right Protector.

The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and its warm, golden medicinal power swept over the Right Protector's entire body.

A faint golden light emanated from his body, the flesh at his wounds slowly writhed, and a soft cracking sound came from the broken bones.

Her originally ashen complexion gradually regained its rosy hue, and her weak breathing became steady and long.

Half an hour later, the right protector's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze unfocused, his voice hoarse and weak:

"Where...am I still alive?"

"This is the Wind and Thunder Pavilion. You're lucky you didn't die."

The Left Protector stood beside the couch, his tone slightly more relaxed.

"If I hadn't brought the Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill with me in time, you old codger might really be going to meet the King of Hell."

The Right Protector turned to look at him, then glanced at Lei Jinghong and Sun Yaochen.

Gradually regaining consciousness, I tried to sit up, only to realize that I had no feeling in my lower body.

He reached out and touched her face, and instantly his face turned deathly pale, his eyes filled with despair.

The Left Protector saw through his thoughts and said in a deep voice:

"Don't be discouraged. Once we return to the Netherworld Palace, the Palace Master will find a way to help you restore your limbs."

"Tell me first, who exactly hurt you like this?"

The Right Protector took a deep breath, struggled to recall, and recounted his journey to the City of Sin in Youzhou in detail.

After listening, the Left Protector frowned, his tone grave, and he said, enunciating each word clearly:

"You're saying the person who injured you wore an ice sculpture mask, was a late-stage Land Immortal, and after injuring you, fought Yun Feiyang to a standstill?"

The Right Protector leaned against the couch and nodded weakly: "That's right, that's exactly it!"

Lei Jinghong, who was standing to the side, was shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

Are the people of the underworld really that powerful?

If one person alone possesses such strength, it's unknown how many other masters are hidden behind them.

It seems this force should not be underestimated.

The Left Protector ignored Lei Jinghong's expression and patted the Right Protector on the shoulder:

"You stay here and recover. I will avenge you."

"Alright! But you must be careful. We haven't explored this underworld, and no one knows if there are any other experts there!"

The Right Protector nodded slightly and offered a reminder.

"knew!"

The Left Protector did not linger any longer, turned around and walked out of the medicine hall with Lei Jinghong, returning to the main hall of Fenglei Pavilion.

Only two people remained in the hall. The Left Protector didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly:

"Sect Leader Lei, I have come here with two matters."

"Firstly, to heal the Right Protector's injuries."

"Secondly, after we find out who injured the Right Protector, your Wind and Thunder Pavilion needs to join me in destroying that force. This is also the Palace Master's intention."

Lei Jinghong frowned instantly, and understood immediately.

The Netherworld Palace is testing the Wind and Thunder Pavilion's true intentions!

They previously tried to climb the social ladder through marriage, but now it seems...

Without taking some concrete actions, they probably won't even catch the eye of the Netherworld Palace.

If you want to cling to this powerful figure, you have no choice but to wade into this muddy water.

"Alright. I'll have the Supreme Elder accompany you."

"Very good." The Left Protector's face showed a satisfied expression.

"Please arrange a quiet room for me; I'll rest here for the night."

"Tomorrow morning, I will have your Grand Elder accompany me to the Yunlan Sect again."

Upon hearing this, Lei Jinghong's heart skipped a beat. Yunlan Sect?

It seems that the Yunlan Sect has secretly submitted to the Netherworld Palace, and my choice was indeed correct.

"OK!"

He immediately raised his voice and gave the order:

"Guards, take the Left Protector to the quiet room on the west side to rest. Prepare food and tea, and do not neglect him!"

The elder outside responded and entered, leading the Left Protector away. Lei Jinghong dared not delay and turned to head straight for the Cultivation Techniques Pavilion.

Outside the cultivation technique pavilion, there stood an old man dressed in coarse cloth, with gray hair and a slightly hunched back.

He was slowly sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the door with an old broom.

No one would have guessed that Feng Lingxu, the Supreme Elder of Fenglei Pavilion, would actually be an old sweeper in the sect!

If the disciples found out, they would be utterly astonished.

Lei Jinghong quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and spoke in a deferential tone:

"Supreme Elder."

Feng Lingxu glanced at him, his broom continuing, his voice calm:

"What's up?"

Lei Jinghong repeated the Left Protector's words, and added at the end:

"Therefore, we would like to invite you to accompany the Left Protector on this trip."

Feng Lingxu stopped sweeping, dusted off his hands, and sighed softly:

"Fine, since the Netherworld Palace wants us to take concrete action, I'll accompany them."

"It's a good opportunity to get some fresh air. I haven't moved around in years, and my body is practically rusting."

"Thank you, Elder. With you here, everything is going smoothly."

Lei Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief, a look of joy appearing on her face.

"No need for formalities, it's all for the sake of Fenglei Pavilion's survival in this chaotic world of renewal."

Feng Lingxu waved his hand and picked up the broom again to sweep.

"Go ahead and do your work. Tomorrow morning, I will go to find the Left Protector and set off with him."

"yes!"

Lei Jinghong quickly agreed, bowed, and withdrew.

.......

Nothing was said that night.

The next day at noon, outside the gate of Yunlan Sect.

The Left Protector and Feng Lingxu stood in mid-air, their robes fluttering in the mountain wind.

The Left Protector looked up into the Yunlan Sect and shouted:

Where is Yun Feiyang?

The sound, imbued with spiritual power, resounded throughout the entire Yunlan Sect, causing birds in the mountains to scatter in all directions.

Inside the mountain gate, the elders and disciples' expressions changed upon hearing this question.

An elder at the Celestial Realm immediately leaped out and landed in front of the two, scrutinizing them warily before speaking in a deep voice:

"Who dares to address my sect's Supreme Elder by name, showing such disrespect to the Yunlan Sect!"

"Get out!" The Left Protector waved his hand, and the elder flew out like a cannonball.