Underground in the Netherworld,
In the depths of Hell. It was not easy for humans to reach that place.
However, it was much easier for Daoist priests and demons with cultivation.
There were entrances and exits to Hell in the human world,
Otherwise, how could there be a ghost market? Some people with special constitutions would inadvertently enter Fengdu's ghost market because of this. Those places were the entrances to Hell.
Of course, of course
,
Humans entered Hell for other than special reasons,
Only a very small number of people could really enter. After all, they were two different worlds.
Siyang and Yan Chixia ran all the way. Both of them had great magic power,
So they quickly arrived at their destination on foot.
Lanruo Temple.
It was an abandoned ancient temple. A very long time ago, it was occupied by a thousand-year Tree Demon. This Tree Demon was an old locust tree in the deep mountains and forests outside of Lanruo Temple that had turned into a spirit.
The locust tree itself had a special evil nature. After this tree demon became a spirit..,
It captured the souls of many young and beautiful women.
At her command, with Lanruo Temple as a stronghold, she let these beautiful female ghosts seduce passing men.
After charming them to the point of infatuation..,
The old locust tree demon would take the opportunity to rush out.
It would completely absorb this man's blood essence and yang energy.
"Master, you're finally here."
He saw Yan Chixia's figure from afar.
Shi'er, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped down the stairs in front of Lanruo Temple. When he got closer, he realized that his master was not alone.
"You, you're with the old man?" Seeing Siyang, Shi'er pointed at her and asked in surprise.
Siyang was expressionless. She glanced at him coldly. "I was invited by your master."
Yan Chixia: "..." He wanted to say that he had never said this to her, but the violent side of this little rabbit demon had left a deep impression on him, so he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"What's going on?" Siyang did not want to waste time with Shi'er because today was the 15th, the legendary Demon King's birthday and the day of his marriage.
"Shi'er, is your master here?"
The dilapidated temple door was pushed open, and a white-robed scholar walked out. Siyang glanced at him, and Shi'er opposite her said, "His name is Ning Caichen, and he is also the reincarnation of Cui Hung-chien."
The white-robed scholar Ning Caichen ran over and looked back and forth between Siyang and Yan Chixia. He cupped his hands and bowed to them. "Please help me save Xiao Qian.. Ning Caichen is willing to be an ox or horse to repay you."
Obviously, he had heard from Shi'er that the reinforcements they had been waiting for had arrived.
Shi'er shook his head and explained, "The Granny Tree Demon here killed Mochou … Yes, Nie Xiaoqian. She supervised her soul. After I parted with you last time, I found Ning Caichen and brought him to Nie Xiaoqian. But the Granny Tree Demon was too strong. I was no match for her, so I couldn't save her."
Siyang listened quietly and learned about the series of events after Shi'er left.
The Old Locust Tree Demon was called Granny Tree Demon by many Little Demon Imps. Both male and female Yin-Yang Demons loved to capture the souls of female ghosts. Nie Xiaoqian was killed because of her, and she wanted her to become a ghost.
The Old Locust Tree Demon wanted her to be a capable subordinate, but it happened to be the birthday of the Black Mountain Demon King. Her land was very barren, and there were no treasures to be offered. Therefore, the Old Locust Tree Demon turned her attention to Nie Xiaoqian.
Nie Xiaoqian was beautiful, and her body was not damaged. The Black Mountain Demon King had been single for many years, so the Granny Tree Demon wanted to offer this beauty as a treasure to the Demon King as a concubine.
"The Demon King personally agreed," Siyang asked.
Shi'er looked at her strangely. "I don't know much about this. Anyway, Xiaoqian is going to marry into the Netherworld today. Let's think about how to take her back from the Demon King."
"Oh, right." Shi'er remembered and said to Siyang worriedly, "You should be the Demon King's subordinate. If you go with us, what if the Demon King comes to settle accounts with you?"
Settle accounts? Humph, I'm afraid he won't come.
Glancing at Shi'er, Siyang turned around and walked away with her hands behind her back. "Let's go."
"Go? Where are we going? "
Siyang didn't even turn her head. "Take the bride."
Shi 'er was confused by her swift and decisive actions. He hurriedly looked at his master, "Shouldn't we, shouldn't we prepare something?"
"Your master's sword is more effective than anything else. Everything else is useless." Siyang stopped and looked up at the sky.
It was late at night, and the moon was especially bright. When the moon reached the middle of the sky, the underground wedding would begin.
Yan Chixia looked in Siyang's direction with an unreadable expression. Finally, he slapped Shi'er on the head. "Brat, keep up."
Shi'er's mouth twitched. He gritted his teeth and was about to tell Ning Caichen something, but when he turned around, he saw that Ning Caichen was jogging after them. It seemed that he was really anxious to rescue Nie Xiaoqian.
"They're all going crazy." Shi'er cursed inwardly. He could only pick up his axe and chase after them.
Today was the Demon King's once-in-a-century birthday. Siyang received a message from him on her way here. Because he couldn't leave, he asked her to come as soon as possible. He even sent the Little Demon to greet her.
However...
The entrance to the Infernal Realm was guarded by Ghost Envoys, but tonight was special.
Many figures came and went, lining up to enter the Infernal Realm.
"Don't tell me they're all going to attend the Demon King's birthday?" Shi'er asked in a low voice.
Siyang said to the people behind her, "Follow me closely. If you get lost, I won't be responsible for looking for you."
After saying that, she quickly walked forward to line up. Yan Chixia, Shi'er, and Ning Caichen looked at each other and lined up behind her.
Shi'er couldn't help but ask, "If we do this... will the guards let us in?"
In response, Siyang took out a black wooden token from her bosom. This was the Black Mountain Token. Although it didn't have an invitation card, this was enough.
Sure enough, when it was their turn, the Ghost Envoys were stunned when they saw the black wooden token in Siyang's hand. After looking at her for a while, he said in a polite tone, "My Lady, please."
Ghosts and demons were naturally different. The Black Mountain Demon King lived in the Netherworld. Tonight, the demons were on a pilgrimage. As the gatekeeper, he received an order to check the invitations in the hands of the demons. Although this person didn't take out an invitation card, the Black Mountain Token wasn't something that just anyone could take out.
As for... those strange people behind him, forget it. Judging from their powerful demonic auras, they weren't people he could provoke. It was better to turn a blind eye and be a muddle-headed ghost.
The Demon King's birthday, coupled with his marriage, even the usually dark and sunless Netherworld had a bit of liveliness.
On the majestic Black Mountain, there were rugged rocks of strange shapes. In the center of the mountain, there was a huge throne that was hundreds of feet high. Under the throne, there were endless steps. At this time, although there was no one on the throne, there were dark masses of demons and ghosts sitting on both sides of the steps.
Those demons and ghosts were drinking with each other. Perhaps because they were all of the same kind, they were all indulging themselves. One had the head of an ox, another had the face of a donkey, and there was even a human with a pair of bird wings on his back, flapping non-stop.
When Siyang and the other three arrived, they looked out of place.
Looking around, Siyang paused on the throne. She didn't go near it, but stood at the bottom of the steps. "Where's the bride?"
"This..." Shi'er was about to say something, but suddenly pointed to the front and hurriedly said, "Look, Granny Tree Demon is there."
Near the throne, a tall and sturdy person dressed in splendid attire stood out. There were tree roots entwined around her head, and they would shake from time to time. It was a disgusting sight to behold.
"My lord, the auspicious hour is about to arrive. May I ask why Wang Shang hasn't appeared yet?" Granny Tree Demon twisted her body and stepped forward to ask the nearest place to the throne. There was a black shadow standing there.
The black shadow was tall and straight like a javelin. Hearing the question, he glanced at Granny Tree Demon indifferently. Half of his face was covered with snake scales, looking exceptionally terrifying. His beastly eyes were cold and emotionless, and his tone was quite cold. "If you can't wait, take your people and leave."
Granny Tree Demon's face stiffened, but she could only laugh dryly and say, "I wouldn't dare."
This person was the Demon King's right-hand man. How could she dare to offend him?
"Where is Xiaoqian?" Ning Caichen asked anxiously. "If we can't bring her back at dawn, she won't be able to leave hell and reincarnate." In his arms, he was holding Nie Xiaoqian's golden crown.
In other words, it was the urn of ashes.
"Granny Tree Demon must have hidden it." Yan Chixia looked at the group of demons and ghosts with a serious gaze, wondering if they could snatch Xiaoqian from here and run back to the human world smoothly.
Compared to their heavy hearts, Siyang was much calmer. "If you want to know so much, I'll go and ask."
"What do you want to do?" Shi'er thought she was joking. "There are so many demons."
Siyang didn't care. "I'm a demon too."
Uh...
That was right. She was a demon too. If she went, there would be no pressure.
But in the next moment, Shi'er realized that he was still too naive.
"You didn't find her?"
The man in the black robe turned around and glared at his subordinate. His deep voice revealed a sense of danger.
The subordinate with horns on his head hurriedly knelt on the ground and explained, "I did send people to Phoenix Mountain to ask for the Mountain Master, but I didn't find any trace of her."
With a wave of his wide robe, a strong wind swept across the subordinate. The latter groaned and immediately flew backward.
"Wang wants you to go personally."
That person endured the pain and knelt again. "The Mountain Master's cultivation is profound. I also went to look for her, but I couldn't find any trace of her. So I hurriedly came to report to Wang Shang."
The man's sword-like eyebrows furrowed. He stood up and hurriedly walked out.
"Wang Shang, where are you going? The auspicious hour has arrived. You should go out and receive the worship of the demons... "
The cold-faced Demon King turned a deaf ear. At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside. It was as if something had hit the ground. It actually shook the mountain.
Outside.
After the shocked silence, there was a stunned uproar. The numerous demons and ghosts in the area all stood up. They were either bewildered or vigilant as they stared at the woman who was walking up the stairs step by step.
The snake-faced man next to the throne widened his eyes as he looked at the broken steps beside him. There was a deep hole in the ground, and there was something at the bottom of the hole. It was twitching and trembling, but it didn't look like it was alive.
"Who are you? How dare you provoke the Demon King on his birthday?" The snake-faced man was first shocked by the cultivation of the newcomer. She had smashed Granny Tree Demon half to death with just one move. But then, he became furious at her behavior.
Siyang slowly walked up with her hands behind her back. She only glanced at the snake-faced man and didn't answer his question. Seeing Granny Tree Demon climb up from the ground, her eyes became fierce. She gathered spiritual energy in her palm again. It seemed like she wanted to do it again.
She was simply looking down on him. As someone close to the Demon King, the snake-faced man hadn't been humiliated like this in a long time. He immediately flew into a rage out of humiliation and raised his palm to attack Siyang.
Siyang turned her head to look at him. Spiritual energy surged in her palm, and she was about to take his attack head-on. However, before she could raise her hand, a profound light suddenly shot over from afar. It heavily hit the snake-faced man and sent him flying.
In the next moment, a tall figure appeared beside her.
Looking at the man who had revealed his true appearance and the doubt in his eyes, Siyang pursed her lips. She withdrew the spiritual energy in her hand... and raised her hand to slap his handsome face.
Slap.
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