Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

A moment later, inside the palace of Ye Yu, the young master of the Netherworld Palace.

Lei Xiaoxiao was wearing a long purple dress, and the pale purple lightning cinnabar between her eyebrows looked dull and lifeless at this moment.

She nestled in Ye Yu's arms, tears streaming down her face, her whole body trembling.

"Brother Yu, my father is gone, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion is gone, I have nothing left..."

Ye Yu hugged her tightly and gently patted her back: "Xiao Xiao, don't cry, you still have me."

"I want revenge!" Lei Xiaoxiao raised her tear-streaked face, her eyes filled with venom.

"Brother Yu, you must help me kill everyone in the Underworld to avenge my father and everyone in the Wind and Thunder Pavilion!"

Ye Yu wiped away her tears, her tone resolute:

"Don't worry, my father has already ordered the Left Protector to lead men to wipe out the Underworld. It won't be long before he can avenge you."

"Really?"

A glimmer of hope ignited in Lei Xiaoxiao's eyes, and she gripped his sleeve tightly.

"Then we must make them grind the people of the Underworld to dust, leaving not a single one alive!"

"Okay, I'll do whatever you say. We'll make them pay for their crimes in blood."

Ye Yu responded softly, her heart aching at the sight of her still sobbing.

"Sweetie, don't cry, it will break your brother's heart if you keep crying."

Lei Xiaoxiao nestled in his arms, hugging his neck tightly, gazing into his eyes, her face flushed.

"Brother Yu...love me..."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu was overjoyed and immediately picked her up and carried her towards the inner hall.

.........

The news of the destruction of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion spread like wildfire throughout the Central Region in less than half a day.

The first to receive the news was the Wind Sword Sect, which was located in Yongzhou, the same province as the Wind and Thunder Pavilion.

The Wind Sword Sect is located on Luoyan Peak in the western part of Yongzhou, a mountain with a unique and precipitous terrain that soars into the clouds.

The summit is constantly battered by howling winds, with sheer cliffs on three sides, and only one "sky ladder" leading down the mountain.

Inside the mountain are the Wind-Singing Gorge, the Sword Spring Pool, and the forbidden area "Ten Thousand Swords Cave," which hides countless divine weapons.

At this moment, in the main hall, the "Lingxiao Sword Hall," many high-ranking members of the Wind Sword Sect had just taken their seats.

The elder of the Intelligence Hall rushed into the hall, his expression anxious:

"Reporting to the Sect Master and Elders, an urgent report from down the mountain: the entire Fenglei Pavilion next door has been wiped out overnight!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed drastically.

Sect Master Ling Jianfeng suddenly sat up straight:

Is the information accurate?

"The Wind and Thunder Pavilion was a top-tier power on par with my Wind Sword Sect, how could it be wiped out overnight?"

"Absolutely true!" the elder of the Intelligence Hall said with certainty.

"When my subordinates heard the news, they couldn't believe it either, so they personally infiltrated the Zhenlei Mountains to investigate."

"The main peak of Fenglei Pavilion had been razed to the ground, and the entire mountain was teetering on the verge of collapse."

"The surrounding area is shrouded in a misty barrier, which prevents me from entering, but I can smell a strong stench of blood."

Vice Sect Master Jiang Henian frowned and pressed, "Can you find out which force was responsible?"

"Reporting to the Vice Sect Master, after investigation from various sources, we have determined that it was the work of a force called 'Netherworld.'"

Upon hearing this, Ling Jianfeng abruptly stood up from his chair, his voice filled with disbelief and shock:

"What? The underworld? Are you sure?"

"I confirm!" The elder of the Intelligence Hall nodded emphatically.

The other elders of the Wind Sword Sect looked at each other, their faces full of confusion.

They had never heard of the name "Netherworld" before, but only the sect leader reacted so strongly upon hearing those two words.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat: Could it be that the sect leader knows about this force?

Jiang Henian couldn't help but ask, "Sect Master, why are you so agitated? Do you know about this Underworld?"

Ling Jianfeng slowly sat down, sighed, and his expression was complicated:

"Alas! As you all know, when my sect's swordsman went to Zhongzhou to challenge the young master of the Netherworld Palace, he was ultimately tricked into signing a life-or-death battle."

"My sect's swordsman lost, but the Netherworld Palace spared his life."

"A few days ago, the Netherworld Palace sent a message saying that it's not impossible for Jianzi to return to my sect."

"But we need a terrestrial immortal from my sect to assist the Left Protector of the Netherworld Palace in going to Youzhou to destroy a force."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd: "And that force is none other than the Underworld."

The other elders were all taken aback upon hearing this, and then an uproar ensued:

"Sect Master, how come you didn't tell us about such a big matter?"

"I called you all here today precisely to discuss this matter," Ling Jianfeng said with a wry smile.

"I didn't expect that before I could even say anything, I would receive news that the Underworld had destroyed the Wind and Thunder Pavilion."

Jiang Henian then asked, "Sect Master, what are our plans next?"

"This Underworld... seems to be more than just a place. The fact that they dared to destroy the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, which has close ties with the Netherworld Palace, means they are no pushovers."

Ling Jianfeng leaned back in his chair, remained silent for a long while, and then slowly spoke:

"This really took me by surprise."

"I plan to wait and see. I can't let the entire Wind Sword Sect be dragged into danger just for Jianzi's sake."

"We'll try to negotiate with the Netherworld Palace later to see if we can find another way to rescue Jianzi. What do you think?"

The elders in the hall exchanged glances and nodded in agreement.

They were genuinely afraid that their sect leader might act impulsively and actually help the Netherworld Palace fight against the Underworld.

After all, a force capable of destroying the Wind and Thunder Pavilion is certainly not to be trifled with.

Sword prodigies can be trained again, but if the Wind Sword Sect is gone, then there is nothing left.

"Sect Leader is wise! We have no objections and will leave everything to the Sect Leader's decision."

……

Meanwhile, in the main hall of the Heaven and Earth Pavilion.

Vice Pavilion Master Xuan Yuanqiong sat in the main seat, with the Four Heavenly Venerables and the Twelve Palace Masters arranged on either side.

Cangxuan Heavenly Venerable, one of the Four Heavenly Venerables, spoke first:

"Heh, this underworld is really something else."

"First they destroyed the Ghost King Sect, and now they've destroyed the Wind and Thunder Pavilion, which has close ties to the Netherworld Palace."

"This is a complete disregard for the Netherworld Palace."

Haoyang Tianzun, one of the Four Heavenly Venerables, looked up at Xuanyuan Qiong:

"Vice Pavilion Master! Our people have also sent back another message: the Left Protector of the Netherworld Palace is about to lead a group to attack the Underworld."

"Should we go and help the Underworld?"

Xuanyuan Qiong narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and nodded:

"It wouldn't hurt to lend a hand to the Underworld; after all, the enemy of my enemy is my friend."

"It's only beneficial to us, with no drawbacks."

He looked at Haoyang Tianzun, then glanced at Xuanji and Jifeng among the twelve palace masters:

"Haoyang, take Xuanji and Jifeng with you."

Haoyang stood up: "Yes!"

Xuanyuan Qiong's gaze deepened, and he added:

"If there is a chance, let's keep the Left Protector of the Netherworld Palace in Youzhou forever."

"Yes, sir!" Haoyang turned and left with Xuanji and Jifeng.

Xuanyuan Qiong glanced around at the remaining people in the hall, his tone solemn:

"Everyone else, get ready. Our great battle with the Netherworld Palace is not far off."

"The Pavilion Master informed me yesterday that the final shackle of Heaven's Dao will soon be broken."

"At that time, the entire continent will be in complete chaos."

"yes!"

……

Central Region, Qiongzhou, Demon Alliance.

Xin Lao, Hua Wuxin's old servant, strode into the palace where she cultivated, his expression solemn:

"Four Demon Lords! Our scouts report! The Wind and Thunder Pavilion in Yongzhou has been destroyed! The culprit is none other than the Underworld, who previously wreaked havoc on our Demon Alliance!"

Hua Wuxin opened her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them:

"Oh? The Wind and Thunder Pavilion was actually destroyed by the Underworld?"

"Have the men we sent out found the exact location of the Underworld?"

"Reporting to the Four Demon Lords, we've found out; the Underworld is located in Youzhou."

"Youzhou?" Hua Wuxin's eyes turned slightly cold.

"I remember there was a small team that went to Youzhou to collect essence blood, and they disappeared there."

"It seems the underworld discovered us and we've fallen into their hands."

Old Xin nodded: "That should be the case."

Hua Wuxin stood up, walked to the window, gazed at the distant mountains, and said coldly:

"Send more spies into Youzhou to find out the exact location and strength of the Underworld."

"Once the three Demon Lords emerge from seclusion, we will avenge the last time they wreaked havoc on the Demon Alliance."

"Yes!" Old Xin bowed and withdrew.