Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

At the gate of the mansion, Lin Hansheng was already terrified out of his wits, collapsing to the ground, trembling with fear.

Jing Ke walked slowly forward, the cold glint of his dagger reflecting off Lin Hansheng's pale face.

"Spare...spare my life..."

Lin Hansheng wept uncontrollably, "I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have colluded with the Nine Nether Demon Sect! Please, spare me!"

Jing Ke's eyes were cold and devoid of any pity.

He raised his hand, and the dagger pierced Lin Hansheng's dantian with unerring accuracy, then gently twisted his wrist.

"ah--!"

Lin Hansheng let out a blood-curdling scream as his dantian was instantly destroyed and all his cultivation dissipated.

He curled up on the ground, convulsing in pain, and no longer possessed any of the dignity of a noble family head.

Jing Ke grabbed Lin Hansheng by the back of the neck and lifted him up like a chick, then turned and walked towards Xuan Yi.

At this moment, Xuan Yi stood leaning on his longsword amidst a pool of blood, the character "stone" on the blade stained crimson with blood.

The madness in his eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only a deep-seated hatred.

Jing Ke walked up to Xuan Yi, swung his arm, and threw Lin Hansheng hard at his feet.

"You shall settle your own score."

Jing Ke's voice was deep and resonant, carrying a hint of ruthlessness.

"Yes, thank you, Lord Jing Ke."

Xuan Yi was extremely excited. Carrying his blood-stained sword, he walked step by step toward the dying Lin Hansheng.

His eyes were filled with hatred for Lin Hansheng.

Lin Hansheng also saw the deep hatred in Xuan Yi's eyes at this moment. For some reason, he felt that these eyes seemed familiar.

"Lin Hansheng, you slaughtered my entire Shi family! For five years, I have suffered sleepless nights. Today, I can finally annihilate your Lin family and avenge my Shi family's great grudge!"

"I will use your head to pay tribute to the spirits of my Shi family in heaven."

Xuan Yi removed the blood-patterned mask, revealing his weathered face.

"It's you," Lin Hansheng finally remembered when he looked at Xuan Yi's face.

Lin Hansheng was terrified and scrambled backward, screaming:

"The destruction of your Shi family back then was forced upon me by the Demonic Sect! It was forced upon me by the Mad Monarch! It had nothing to do with me!"

"Nephew Shi Yong! For the sake of our sworn brotherhood as your father, spare my life!"

Xuan Yi looked down at his enemy, who was barely clinging to life at his feet, and the image of his clansmen's tragic death five years ago flashed wildly through his mind.

He slowly raised his longsword, its blade gleaming coldly, reflecting on his tear-streaked face.

"mutual affection?"

Xuan Yi's voice was hoarse, carrying a chilling aura.

"Screw your kindness!"

"From the moment you slaughtered over a hundred members of my Shi family, that bond of kinship was severed by your own hands!"

"Heh heh, it seems I'm doomed today."

Seeing that Xuan Yi wouldn't let him off the hook, Lin Hansheng spoke fiercely.

"You little brat! I truly regret not finding you back then and wiping you out completely."

"It's too late for regrets. Your retribution has come. Go down and repent to the spirits of the Shi family."

"Hahaha!"

Xuan Yichang laughed loudly, and his sword suddenly fell, severing Lin Hansheng's head in one stroke.

"Father, Mother, members of the Shi family, can you see this?"

"I have finally avenged you. Now you can rest in peace."

Xuan Yi, holding Lin Hansheng's head, roared to the sky.

The sounds of fighting gradually subsided around the courtyard.

The Mirror Heart Demon withdrew its mind-controlling spell, looked at the corpses scattered on the ground, and waved its bone fan with a sinister smile on its face.

The two sisters, Yelü Tabuyan and Yelü Tabuhua, stood side by side, their bodies covered in blood.

But he didn't care at all; he just clapped his hands, looked at the results of the battle in the center of the square, and laughed heartily.

Yuan Tiangang's silver needle hovered over Xue Sha's Quchi acupoint, its cold light reflecting off Xue Sha's twisted and pale face.

Blood Fiend convulsed all over, his black robe soaked with cold sweat. The demonic energy at his wounds was being constantly devoured by the protective energy of the Huayang Needles, and every inch of his meridians felt as if they were being scorched by raging fire and pierced by steel needles.

He clenched his teeth so tightly that blood seeped from the roots, but he still refused to utter a single word.

"Not going to tell?"

Yuan Tiangang raised his eyebrows slightly, his fingertips sinking slightly, and the silver needle pierced his skin.

A piercing pain instantly swept through his body. Blood Fiend's vision went black, a metallic taste rose in his throat, and he could no longer hold on. His eyes rolled back, and he completely passed out.

Yuan Tiangang looked at Xue Sha, who lay paralyzed in the deep pit like a dead dog, and the cold glint in his eyes gradually faded.

He flicked his finger, retracting the silver needle. The golden light from his fingertip dissipated, and the late-stage Celestial Realm aura emanating from his body gradually subsided.

"Hmph, you're certainly stubborn."

Yuan Tiangang turned around, his gaze sweeping over the devastated courtyard.

The voice landed on Di Yun, Linghu Chong, and the others, steady and carrying an unquestionable command:

"This battle is over. Immediately collect all resources within the mansion: pills, manuals, spirit stones—anything belonging to the Demonic Sect and the Lin family—and confiscate it all."

"Retreat back to Xiyu Tower in half an hour."

"yes!"

Di Yun and the others responded in unison, then turned around and went to give orders to clean up the battlefield.

Upon hearing this, the two sisters, Yelü Tabuyan and Yelü Tabuhua, immediately rushed excitedly into the Lin family's storeroom.

With a wave of his large, fan-like hand, chests and boxes flew about, piling up gold, silver, jewels, spirit stones, and pills like small mountains. He then stored them in his storage ring.

Jingxinmo, waving his bone fan, slowly walked to Yuan Tiangang's side, his gaze falling on the unconscious Xue Sha, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his lips:

"General, this old devil is tough; he's managed to hold on until now."

Yuan Tiangang glanced at him and said indifferently:

"This person is yours to deal with. Take him back to the Fine Rain Pavilion and interrogate him thoroughly using your mind-controlling techniques."

Mirror Heart Demon picked up the conversation, his bone fan snapping shut with a "whoosh," a ruthless glint in his eyes.

"Don't worry, Commander, I have plenty of ways to get him to talk."

"Hehe, if we really can't get him to talk, his mid-stage Celestial Realm soul will be a good use for my Soul Devouring Technique."

Yuan Tiangang nodded slightly and said no more.

Jingxinmo chuckled softly, and with a flicker of his body, he floated to Xue Sha's side like a ghost.

He gently kicked Xue Sha's dantian, and a soft, yin-like soul force seeped in, temporarily sealing Xue Sha's life force and preventing him from faking death and escaping.

Then, as if carrying a dead chicken, he hoisted the Blood Fiend onto his shoulder and walked briskly out of the mansion.

At the gate of the mansion, Xuan Yi was kneeling in a pool of blood, holding Lin Hansheng's head in his arms.

He gently placed his head on the ground, facing the direction of the Yuan Shi family, and respectfully kowtowed three times.

Tears mingled with the blood on his face and slid down. Five years of forbearance and humiliation turned into relief at this moment.

Jing Ke stood behind him, silently watching this scene, his eyes calm and serene, devoid of any emotion, only a tranquility born from the carnage of battle.

Half an hour later, outside the Lin family mansion.

After clearing out the resources, several figures assembled.

Yuan Tiangang took one last look at the Lin family mansion behind him, which was engulfed in flames, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

The night raid ended in a complete victory for Yongyetian, who not only wiped out the demonic sect members who came to provoke them, but also avenged Xuanyi's blood feud.

But he knew this was just the beginning.

The foundation of the Nine Nether Demon Sect remains unshaken, and behind the Blood Fiend, the entire Nine Nether Demon Sect lies dormant in the shadows.