Yuesi Returns to the Demon Realm

Just as Yue Si was still leaning against the outer wall of the valley, trying to relax himself, the monsters inside the valley suddenly grew quiet. They gathered in the center of the valley, circling around one another and trying to take up as little space as possible.

The people who had been screaming also grew somewhat subdued.

A dark premonition washed over Yue Si, and he felt a sudden urge to run.

Yet, his legs unexpectedly turned to jelly.

Clinging to the wall, he found himself utterly unable to move his feet.

Right now, he somewhat despised his own uselessness.

With a constitution like this, how could he ever speak of avenging himself in person?

You Xiyue's blood bead had fallen onto the hair of the motionless figure, remaining completely hidden.

Before long, an elderly man in a black cloak with white hair suddenly appeared in the center of the valley.

The massive monsters lowered their heads one after another, as if bowing in salute to the old man.

The people hanging from the precipice lacked even the strength to raise their heads and look at the newcomer.

Only that unmoving figure raised a face that was impossible to discern clearly.

Through the narrow slits of eyelids stuck together by dried fluids, he gazed toward the old man.

Unexpectedly, this person was still able to transmit his voice through cultivation.

"Wu Ye, your time is running out. You should simply sit and await your end in peace. Why must you persist in throwing the Void Profound Realm into turmoil?"

"Shut your mouth!"

The old man known as Wu Ye waved his sleeve, striking the voice-transmitting person with a single palm.

That person finally let out a muffled groan.

His body twitched in agony.

Wu Ye sneered coldly and cast a glance toward the outside of the valley.

"Who says my time is running out? A fresh vessel has long been waiting for me."

Although Yue Si was not looking into the valley, hearing these words made him shiver uncontrollably.

He thrust his hand into his sleeve and gripped the Yunxi Silk, feeling a slight measure of reassurance.

Was that young vessel he spoke of most likely referring to him?

So he had been discovered all along?

Could he still escape?

Yue Si closed his eyes, his frantically beating heart nearly coming to a halt.

Far away in the Demon Realm, You Xiyue grew tense as well.

She began calculating various ways to rescue Yue Si.

Wu Ye cast a greedy, lingering look toward the valley entrance before reluctantly withdrawing his gaze and sweeping it over the people pinned to the cliff face.

The pinned victims felt Wu Ye's gaze and instantly stiffened their bodies.

Wu Ye raised a hand and made a hand gesture.

The gathered monsters immediately flew toward the cliff walls in various directions, latching onto the exorcism needles piercing the people's bodies with a death grip.

You Xiyue was utterly shocked.

Yue Si could not even bear to touch those exorcism needles.

How could this horde of monsters bite down on them so fiercely without suffering any ill effects?

On the contrary, the ones suffering were the people pinned to the cliff.

The demonic Qi emanating from the monsters seeped bit by bit through the exorcism needles and into the bodies of the pinned victims.

The wounds on those people blackened even further.

When one of the monsters flew toward the person where You Xiyue's blood bead was hidden, she could vividly feel the sensation of the blood bead being enveloped by that dense, oppressive demonic Qi.

The feeling was intensely nauseating and stifling.

You Xiyue even felt that her blood bead might be crushed to pieces by this demonic Qi at any moment.

Just as You Xiyue was enduring the nausea, a person pinned to the cliff directly opposite the blood bead suddenly opened a pitch-black mouth and let out a roar.

The flesh and blood on his body suddenly exploded into fragments.

Transforming into a mass of demonic energy, he broke free from the exorcism needle and joined the roaring horde of monsters.

Only a few pitch-black exorcism needles remained stuck in the cliff face.

You Xiyue pressed her thumb against her index finger and squeezed hard twice.

So these giant monsters were cultivated and bred in this manner.

The cultivators who had been turned into monsters completely lost their sanity, obeying Wu Ye's every command.

Although Yue Si lacked the courage to peek and see what was happening in the valley, he could still sense that one of the people had actually turned into a monster and flown up into the sky.

Moreover, these monsters showed no fear whatsoever of the exorcism needles that he didn't even dare to touch.

How was he supposed to take his revenge in person now?

Wu Ye nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the cultivator turned monster.

He had guessed that today the timing would surely be ripe for someone to transform into a monster at his command.

Wu Ye cast one last glance outside the valley, smiled with wicked cunning, and vanished into thin air.

Yue Si could naturally sense that Wu Ye had disappeared.

He collapsed into a heap on the ground.

Before he could even draw a breath of relief, something suddenly struck him on the head.

Yue Si raised his head and saw what appeared to be a drooling monster, with some black substance dripping down.

"Ah!"

Yue Si shrieked, dodging out of the way and stumbling back a few paces.

The monster merely let out a mocking roar and flew away into the distance.

Yue Si touched the top of his head.

It felt as though something had seeped into his body.

This sensation was profoundly ominous.

You Xiyue's blood bead flew out, dragging Yue Si rapidly toward the iron gate through which they had arrived.

Yue Si's mind was entirely consumed by wondering what on earth he had been struck by.

Though he could not feel any immediate abnormalities, he could guess that it was certainly nothing good.

Before long, the blood bead brought Yue Si back to You Xiyue's side.

Looking at the absent-minded and terrified Yue Si, You Xiyue let out a sigh.

"You have likely been branded by that Demon Ancestor."

"Branded?" Yue Si raised his head blindly, feeling a glimmer of relief. "Just branded? So the monster's saliva was only used to mark me? Even after I transformed into the appearance of Jingjiang, was I still seen through? But why let me come back?"

You Xiyue explained with a solemn expression, "It is probably because Jingjiang had also been branded, yet there was no trace of a mark on your body, so the Demon Ancestor recognized you at a glance. However, this is likely no simple brand. If you were to suddenly seek death, his plan to take over your body would fall through, so this mark surely serves another purpose."

"Another purpose?" Yue Si grew tense once more, opened his palm, and summoned a spiritual sword.

He drove it fiercely toward his own throat.

Sure enough, his body refused to obey his will.

His arm lacked all strength, halting midway through the motion.

The tip of the sword could not advance another half-inch.

Yue Si dropped the sword from his hand onto the ground.

He let out a helpless sigh. "Have I been completely placed under control then? So when he needs me, I'll probably just walk right up to him on my own accord?"

You Xiyue bit her finger, pulled Yue Si's hand over, and drew a pattern across his palm.

A flash of crimson light faded into Yue Si's body.

Yue Si's previously ice-cold body instantly grew warm.

"This is...?" Yue Si asked, bewildered.

"A blood curse," You Xiyue explained. "This blood curse should be able to suppress the demonic curse within your body."

"Really?" Yue Si clenched his fist and let out a breath.

He picked up the sword from the ground once more. "Can I determine my own fate now?"

"Why don't you try?" You Xiyue was not entirely certain either.

Yue Si raised the sword and aimed it at his throat once more.

He forcefully thrust the blade toward his neck.

Black Qi and blood Qi flickered unceasingly across Yue Si's body, yet they failed to hinder him this time.

It wasn't until the tip of the sword was on the verge of piercing his skin that the Yunxi Silk hidden in Yue Si's sleeve intervened to stop the movement.

Yue Si slowly opened his eyes, feeling considerably reassured.

"The little senior is truly worthy of being a little senior."