Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

The sound of the clapper at midnight drifted through the night in Qingzhou City, one beat after another, shattering the last silence of the streets and alleys.

Outside the Xiyulou stronghold, the cold moon hung like a hook, its clear light shining on the bluestone slabs, casting a dozen or so tall, dark shadows.

Yuan Tiangang, dressed in black robes, stood at the front with his hands behind his back. His black robes fluttered in the night wind, yet he remained motionless, like a stone sculpture blending into the night.

His gaze slowly swept over the crowd, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. His voice was low and deep, like the cry of a night owl, brief and crisp: "Let's go."

Before the words were even finished, the group had already transformed into streaks of light, their feet touching the ground as they shot off like arrows, skimming past the eaves and shadows of the trees.

The sound of something cutting through the air was barely audible; only the soft rustling of clothes cutting through the air could be heard and disappear in the quiet night.

未几

The desolate city wall of Baiyun City was now in sight.

The city was sparsely lit, except for the Lin family mansion, which remained brightly lit as day. The demonic flames and the smell of alcohol mingled together, permeating the night breeze.

A mysterious figure landed above the Lin residence first; it was Yuan Tiangang.

With a slight twitch of his fingertips, dozens of silver needles as fine as cow hair flew out from his sleeve. The silver needles gleamed with a faint silver light, fell to the ground without a sound, and in an instant formed a large array.

The Huayang Needle Array draws upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to lock and trap the enemy invisibly.

The moment the silver needle pierced the ground, the air around the Lin residence suddenly froze, and faint streams of light seemed to flow across the ground.

This formed a barrier that was difficult to see with the naked eye, completely sealing off the entire Lin family mansion.

At this moment, the air in a secret room in the inner courtyard of the Lin family was thick with the stench of blood.

Blood Fiend sat cross-legged on a futon, with a blood-red skull floating in front of him. Demonic flames surged within the skull; it was the evil object used by the Demonic Sect for cultivation.

His eyes were closed, and demonic energy swirled around him. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and a strange fluctuation of spiritual energy pierced through the secret chamber and landed in his senses.

"Um?"

Blood Fiend's eyes snapped open, blood-red as he thrust out his divine sense.

Like a vast net, it spread out and instantly captured the hidden, powerful auras inside and outside the Lin residence.

"court death!"

A sharp shout shattered the secret chamber, and Blood Fiend's figure flickered, already darting out of the window like a ghost, hovering above the courtyard.

His black robes billowed, demonic energy surged, and his voice, imbued with powerful demonic energy, exploded above the Lin residence:

"Demonic Sect disciples! Assemble! Enemy attack!"

The booming voice, like a thunderclap, exploded over the Lin family mansion, instantly shattering the silence of the night.

"What happened?"

The Poison Guardian was sitting cross-legged refining a poisonous herb when he heard this. He suddenly opened his eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, which were shrouded in green mist.

The Mad Lord Protector leaped from the group of beauties, tearing the Lin family women beside him to shreds with a single swipe of his bone claws, his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face filled with savage violence.

"Which blind bastard dares to disturb my enjoyment!"

In an instant, hurried footsteps echoed throughout the Lin residence, and dark figures darted out of the rooms, wielding curved swords and longswords, their faces gleaming with ferocity, quickly converging towards the center of the courtyard.

Corruption and Mad King also arrived upon hearing the commotion.

The two stood on either side of Xue Sha, their eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Blood Fiend hovered in the air, his gaze piercing, staring intently at the void shrouded by the array, and coldly shouted:

"Since you're here, come out! Why hide like a coward!"

After he finished speaking, the courtyard fell silent for a moment.

The next moment, three figures slowly emerged from the shadows.

Yuan Tiangang walked with his hands behind his back, his steps unhurried. His black robes fluttered in the night wind, and although his aura was restrained, it exuded a chilling pressure.

Di Yun and Linghu Chong followed closely behind, one on the left and one on the right.

Both men were dressed in tight-fitting clothes, their eyes sharp as knives, fixed on the three Blood Fiends, their killing intent undisguised.

Blood Fiend's gaze sharpened as it landed on Yuan Tiangang, his tone carrying both certainty and apprehension:

"You must be the Celestial Realm expert who appeared outside Qingzhou City that day?"

Yuan Tiangang's lips curled slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing, he merely glanced at him indifferently.

Seeing this, Xue Sha already had his answer in mind. His gaze swept over Di Yun and Linghu Chong, his killing intent surging.

"Then these two beside you must be the two little bastards who killed my sect's Demon-Slaying and Demon-Slaying!"

Di Yun sneered, "So what if they are? Those wicked devils should be killed!"

Linghu Chong also drew his sword, its aura chilling, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Di Yun, coldly saying:

"Old demon, cease your arrogance! Today is the anniversary of your deaths!"

Blood Fiend threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter so shrill that the leaves of the paulownia trees in the courtyard fell in a rustling sound.

"Death anniversary? What a ridiculous joke!"

He stared at the three of them, his eyes full of mockery:

"I thought you still had some backbone, daring to accept the challenge in three days and fight to the death in a fair and square manner."

"I never expected you to be so despicable, choosing to launch a sneak attack in the dead of night!"

Xue Sha's tone suddenly turned fierce, each word like a knife: "I don't know whether to say you're incredibly audacious, or that you're courting death!"

"You think you, with just the three of you and a few cowardly rats hiding in the shadows, can wipe us out?"

"Make your move." Yuan Tiangang, no longer wanting to listen to Xue Sha's nonsense, gave the order directly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a scream suddenly came from the west side of the mansion, accompanied by the cracking sound of bones breaking.

"Hmm?" Elder Blood Fiend frowned.

Yelü Tabuyan, like a human-shaped chariot, smashed through the western courtyard wall.

With a wave of his large, fan-like hand, he smashed several disciples of the Demonic Sect into a bloody pulp.

Yelüta Buhua moved with agility, his whirlwind-like leg techniques sweeping across the area, causing screams to rise and fall. The demonic sect disciples on the outer perimeter were utterly no match for him.

At the same time, the guards on the east side of the mansion were suddenly thrown into chaos.

Some disciples suddenly swung their swords at their companions, while others clutched their heads and screamed madly, as if they had seen some terrifying vision.

—It was the mind-controlling magic of the Mirror Heart Demon that was secretly at work.

At the mansion's main gate, Jing Ke and Xuan Yi, like two ghosts, silently dealt with the disciples guarding the gate.

Xuan Yi's longsword was stained with blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared intently at Lin Hansheng in the center of the square.

At this moment, Lin Hansheng, the head of the Lin family, sensed the power of Yuan Tiangang and the others and was hiding behind the disciples of the Demonic Sect.

"Xuan Yi, don't act rashly," Jing Ke said in a low voice, pressing down on his shoulder. "Take care of the Demonic Sect members first."

"Yes."

Xuan Yi took a deep breath, his hand gripping the sword hilt so tightly that it turned white, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

He knew that the time for revenge was fast approaching.

On the plaza, Elder Blood Fiend looked at the chaos around him, his face turning completely grim: "With just a few people, they dare to ambush us."

The crimson demonic aura surrounding him grew even more intense, and his voice seemed to emanate from the deepest hell: "Unfortunately, ants can never shake an elephant!"

"Today, I will make sure you all perish in this Lin family mansion!"

Elder Blood Fiend raised his hand, and a blood-red demonic light condensed in his palm, attacking Yuan Tiangang with overwhelming killing intent.