The Hehuan Sect cultivates alchemy; my senior sister helps me refine alchemy throughout the world.

Ye Ling slipped on Shen Yifei's robe and haphazardly fastened the belt. She was about the same height as Shen Yifei, and the robe fit her well, except that the chest area was very tight.

The two protrusions were particularly noticeable, and Shen Yifei felt that she should wear a chest binder, otherwise he wouldn't be able to lead her out of the palace.

"Senior, this is... not very convenient for you." Shen Yifei rummaged through his storage ring and pulled out a long robe, tearing off a long strip of cloth. "How about... you just wrap this around your chest?"

Ye Ling looked down at her chest, frowned, and said, "It's uncomfortable to be wrapped around like this."

"Senior, you can't let outsiders see your good stuff!" Shen Yifei handed over the strip of cloth.

Ye Ling reluctantly took the strip of cloth, unbuckled her belt, and said, "What a hassle! I usually wear armor, I don't need these things!"

Ye Ling took the strip of cloth, held it up to her chest a couple of times, and realized she had no idea how to wrap it. She tried wrapping it a few times, but it was either too loose or too tight. Finally, she simply shoved the strip of cloth into Shen Yifei's hand, saying, "You do it."

Shen Yifei, holding the strip of cloth, froze. "Senior, this...this isn't quite right, is it?"

"I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?" Ye Ling retorted. "Hurry up, stop dawdling like a woman."

Shen Yifei wasn't afraid at all; he was eager to take charge of this matter.

He stepped forward, unfolded the strip of cloth, and went around Ye Ling from behind.

Shen Yifei began to wrap the braid around her, pulling it just right each time, so that it wouldn't suffocate her while also pressing down on the two plump mounds of flesh on her chest.

When you go around from behind, it's inevitable that your chest will be pressed against your breasts. They're full and firm, and it feels really good. Every time Shen Yifei touches them, his mind wanders and he can't help but be distracted.

Ye Ling seemed completely unconcerned, letting Shen Yifei do as he pleased.

Shen Yifei was carefully binding Ye Ling's chest, and when he finished the last loop, he tied a bow on her back.

"Alright, senior, look, isn't it much neater this way?"

Ye Ling looked down at her chest, then moved her arms and nodded. "Hmm, much better. You're quite skillful with your hands."

Shen Yifei chuckled, "You flatter me, senior."

Ye Ling straightened her clothes. Her mind was in a mess, with fragmented memories constantly surfacing, making her feel dizzy.

She rubbed her temples, frowned, and looked around the hall.

She was stunned when she saw the murals on the wall.

The mural depicts her standing before a black city, with a dense army of demons behind her and a square formation of human cultivators opposite her. Her spear points to the sky, and her long hair flies in the wind.

"Here..." Ye Ling slowly walked to the murals, reaching out to touch the walls. "I remember this place... This is... Demon Abyss Pass."

"Demon Abyss Pass?" Shen Yifei leaned closer. "Senior, you remember now?"

"I remember a little bit..." Ye Ling's fingers traced the mural. "This is Demon Abyss Pass. Back then, I led the demon army here, fighting the human race to the death!"

When she said this, her tone was arrogant, and the confidence and domineering aura that emanated from her very bones made Shen Yifei somewhat impressed.

Shen Yifei clicked his tongue. "Senior, you were really something back then."

Ye Ling ignored him, her eyes still fixed on the mural, which gradually regained some of its sparkle. She reached out and touched the mural, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"I...I remembered something."

"Senior, what did you remember?"

"Back then... there was a human general with extremely high cultivation who fought me for three days and three nights..." Ye Ling frowned, "With his final sword strike, he pierced my shoulder, and I thrust my spear through his chest... He said a few words to me before he died..."

"What did he say?" Shen Yifei suddenly felt that what the human general said might be the secret of the war between humans and demons!

Ye Ling shook her head. "I can't remember. I only remember that after he said that, I was sealed by a strange force."

"A strange power? What kind of power?"

"It's so cold...so cold," Ye Ling shivered involuntarily. "It's like a hand reached out from the void and grabbed my soul directly, leaving me no chance to resist."

Shen Yifei felt a chill run down his spine.

What level of existence must it be to prevent the Demon God of War from even having a chance to resist?

"Senior, if you encounter that power again, will you be able to recognize it?"

"Yes." Ye Ling nodded. "I'll never forget that aura for the rest of my life."

"Senior, may I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem? Go ahead and ask. If I know the answer, I'll definitely tell you."

"Why did humans and demons fight ten thousand years ago? Wouldn't it have been better if they had lived peacefully and not invaded each other?"

"Yes, I've thought about that question too. But from the day I was born, my parents and elders told me not to associate with humans. They are hypocritical and cunning; they are born enemies of the demon race!"

"So, in your memory, humans are nothing but heinous villains?"

Ye Ling nodded in agreement.

Shen Yifei continued, "Senior, the human race views the demon race the same way, regarding them as bloodthirsty and vicious monsters."

Shen Yifei wanted to tell Ye Ling about the Immortal Punishment, but then he thought it would be pointless.

Even someone with her combat prowess is powerless against the Celestial Punishment, so what difference does it make whether she knows or not?

"Senior, come with me. Let's explore the secret realm together. Maybe it will help you remember something."

Ye Ling nodded, glanced at the murals on the wall again, and then turned and followed Shen Yifei out of the main hall.

Shen Yifei didn't know which way to go, so he randomly chose a direction. Ye Ling didn't ask where they were going either, and the two of them walked silently for more than an hour, one in front of the other.

After turning a few corners, the view suddenly opened up ahead.

A vast, open area appeared before them; it was an ancient battlefield.

Countless skeletons were scattered on the ground, densely covering the entire valley. Some skeletons still retained their postures as they were in life, while others lay piled up haphazardly, as if they had been instantly crushed by some force.

Some enormous weapons were stuck in the ground, rusted and broken in two. A faint smell of blood lingered in the air, a smell that had not dissipated even after ten thousand years.

Ye Ling stood at the edge of the battlefield, her eyes suddenly becoming somewhat dazed.

"Here... I remember this place." She slowly walked into the battlefield, the white bones beneath her feet turning to dust. "Demon Abyss Pass... This is the battlefield of Demon Abyss Pass. Back then, I led an army of 80,000 demons and held off an attack by 300,000 human cultivators here."

Ye Ling stood up, looked around the battlefield, and a red light appeared in her eyes.

"I remember now." Her voice carried a chilling coldness. "During that great war, I only found out at the very end that someone had instigated the demon race and the human race to start the war."