"Get out of my way!" The witch slowly said after a long silence.

  That fierce spirit gazed at him coldly and said: "Before the statue of the goddess, don't you still have any regret?"

  The black robe on the warlock's body fluttered again, and it seemed that under the black robe, he was also very excited. However, he never turned his head to take another look at the stone statue woman.

  "It's not me who is wrong, it's you who are wrong!" he said gruffly.

  "Roar!"

  The evil spirit suddenly burst into a furious roar, the sound of which was like thunder in the sky that had fallen to the mortal world in an instant, causing sand and rocks to fly far and wide: "You beast! You shameless wretch, how dare you utter such words!"

  In the distance, Jin Bao'er's eyebrows were furrowed, and she couldn't help but cover her ears with her hands. Although they were so far away, she could barely make out the black and white dialogue, but the fierce spirit's sudden loud shout was like thunder in her ear, making her eardrums buzz.

  In the distance, the witch's black veil covered her face, and it was impossible to see what expression she had, but only heard her speaking voice, which became more and more desolate and painful: "I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong..."

  He muttered to himself, it was unclear whether he was talking to the evil spirit, or to himself, or perhaps he was speaking to the stone statue behind him.

  "Hei Mu, quickly kneel down in front of the goddess statue and apologize, abandon your foolish fantasy. If you do, we can still be brothers. Otherwise, from now on, don't blame me for being ruthless."

  The witch's body shook slightly, and she looked up to say: "You... you still recognize me as your brother?"

  "Alright!" The fierce spirit shouted loudly: "As long as you abandon your foolish thoughts, apologize to the goddess statue and then guard the town with me, defending this ancient demon cave, you, Hei Mu, will forever be my brother!

  The black robe on the warlock's body fluttered in the wind, and one could vaguely sense his inner excitement. However, just for a moment, his body gradually calmed down, and he fell silent. The fierce spirit gazed at him, its originally eager expression finally turning into deeper anger.

  "Are you still not turning back?" The fierce spirit shouted angrily.

  The warlock's voice at this moment had completely calmed down, just like his usual tone, quietly saying: "I have no way back."

  "Roar!" The fierce spirit let out a loud roar, and the huge sword slashed down through the air in front of the witch, sweeping past her. In an instant, sand and dust flew everywhere, and the ground near and far seemed to shake.

  Jin Bier changed color, this evil spirit's way of doing things was even more sinister than she had imagined.

  He simply looked at the witch without a hint of fear, gazing coldly at the fierce spirit and said, "Big brother..."

  The evil spirit angrily said: "Shut up, I'm not your older brother!"

  The witch said faintly, "Even if you don't recognize me, I still recognize that you are forever my elder brother. But it was indeed the queen's fault back then. Now, I am going to do for the queen what she left undone!"

  The evil spirit grew even more enraged and shouted: "Are you crazy?"

  The witch took a deep breath and said, "Even if I'm crazy, I'll still do it!"

  After finishing speaking, his body floated and drifted towards the ancient cave of Town Demon. The evil spirit was apparently furious to the extreme, let out a loud roar, and slashed down with its giant sword at the witch demon's head. This sword's power was even greater than before, the entire stone wall of the ancient cave's entrance trembled, looking as if it were about to collapse.

  Jin Bier saw from a distance, still couldn't help but worry about the witch, only the witch had already entered the Town Demon Ancient Cave, her figure was blocked by the stone wall, and how she interacted with the evil spirit, Jin Bier could no longer see.

  In the ancient cave, after the sand and rocks that had been stirred up fell back down, the fierce spirit continued to howl in anger, but the witch's shadow was nowhere to be seen.

  In the depths of that ancient cave, a faint and mournful voice echoed through the darkness: "Big brother, you were an unparalleled hero in life and death, but now we are all just the same... what's the point of this?"

  The evil spirit let out a loud and shrill howl, the howling sound was mournful and intense, as if there was a raging fire burning in its heart.

  The ancient cave fell silent, apparently the witch had gone far away.

  The evil spirit fell silent, and after a moment, he slowly turned towards the stone statue at the entrance of the Town Demon Ancient Cave. The huge white body slowly twisted, with waves of white air, like cyan smoke, swirling around the stone statue woman.

  "Mother..."

  A low, stifled sob, carrying a sense of desolation and vicissitude from another world, with a hint of helplessness, echoed quietly in the vastness of the universe. His figure also slowly dispersed, fading away into the dark misty wind.

  The ancient cave of demon-subduing returned to calmness, as if nothing had happened. Only the stone statue of the woman remained standing quietly there, and the endless cold whistling continued to echo from the depths of the cave, ceaselessly calling out.

  That sound seemed even more mournful.

  Central Plains, Southern Territory, Huqi Mountain.

  Under the desolate mountain range, the main hall of the Demon King Sect was hidden, and countless demon sect disciples were busy coming and going.

  In the deepest part of this place, in that huge natural cave, the Ghost King stood expressionlessly on the platform, looking at the two ancient beasts in the blood pool below.

  The buffalo was soaked in the bloody water, motionless, and even its eyes seemed dull. The yellow bird, which had been struggling with all its might a while ago, now seemed to be oppressed by some eerie force, its spirit also weakened, quietly soaking in the bloody water, no longer moving.

  The Fulong Cauldron suspended in mid-air, shimmering with a red glow, slowly rotating, casting a red light screen that enveloped the Qiu Niu and Huang Niao.

  A strong bloody smell fills this cave.

  A dark shadow flashed by, and the most mysterious Mr. Ghost of the Gui Wang Sect flew up, appearing beside Gui Wang.

  The Demon King looked at him and said, "How is it?"

  The attire of Mr. Gui was similar to that of the mysterious figure, Wu Yao, who appeared in Nanjiang, both wearing black clothes and a black veil covering their face, but his voice sounded even more hoarse than before.

  At this moment, he only saw his black gauze lightly moving, slightly nodding, saying: "It's almost done, the turtle cow has surrendered, and the yellow bird will not come out in three days. The four spirits' blood array is already half formed."

  The King of Ghosts did not speak, and slowly nodded his head.

  "Regardless of what you say, but with just half the power of this Four Spirit Blood Formation, it would be enough to sweep away the Wan Du Men and He Huan Pai."

  The Demon King looked at him and slowly said: "What I need to deal with is the Qingyun Gate's Exterminating Immortal Sword Formation."

  The demon teacher was silent.

  The Demon King turned around and walked away slowly, saying: "I will intensify the search for the other two spiritual beasts. This matter is left to you."

  Mr. Ghost gazed at the figure walking away in the distance from behind, with a strange gleam flashing in his eyes, and it was unclear what he was thinking about.

  After a while, he turned around, silently pondering, suddenly sighed and flew towards the blood pool below.

  In the ancient cave, the bloody smell suddenly became thicker and more intense.

  The King of Ghosts walked out of the ancient cave, with his hands behind his back, and walked along the long corridor to a crossroads. After hesitating for a moment, he seemed to flash a hint of sadness on his face, turned around and headed down the road to the right.

  Along the way, many disciples of the Ghost King Sect were met. A crowd of people saw the Ghost King and bowed their heads in respect. The Ghost King ignored them and slowly walked past, all the way to the end of the road, which was the Ice Stone Chamber.

  He stood in front of the door, his originally calm expression suddenly seemed to have aged a lot. With a low sigh, he pushed open the stone gate and walked in.

  A cold air rushed in, and the King of Ghosts closed the stone door with a backhand. The ice stone room was not large, and the furnishings were extremely simple, with only one ice stone platform in the middle of the room. Bi Yao, whose face was as white as snow without a hint of blood color, lay quietly on top, her hands placed on her chest, grasping the golden "He Huan Bell".

  A woman sat quietly beside her, gazing at her intently.

  The Demon King walked up, his gaze falling on the face of his beloved daughter, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched. Even the hands behind his back couldn't help but clench into fists for an instant.

  It's been ten years, exactly ten years.

  For ten years he has been heartbroken for his daughter almost every day, to the point where he even deliberately reduces the number of times he comes to see Biyao in order not to be overwhelmed.

  My one and only beloved daughter...

  His voice also became low and hoarse: "Youya, let me be alone with Yao'er for a while."

  You Ji slowly stood up, turned around, slightly bowed to Gui Wang, and then walked out.

  The Demon King's gaze swept over her figure, without saying a word.

  Bang.

  A low rumble sounded, and the stone gate opened then closed again. In the cold ice chamber, only two people were left: a father and daughter.

  The Demon King sat down slowly beside Bi Yao.

  "Yao'er, it's been a long time since I've come to see you. Are you angry with me?" His low voice echoed quietly in the stone room, filled with unspoken bitterness.

  Only Bi Yao remained calm and serene as she lay there.

  The Demon King gazed at that beautiful face, dazed and lost in thought. "You look just like your mother! Even your temper is similar. Do you know, Yao'er..."

  "When your mother passed away, I didn't get to see her one last time, but I knew she had entrusted you to me. For many years, I've been afraid of not being good enough for you, and so I wouldn't have the face to go see your mother in the afterlife. But...but..."

  The person who made countless people fearful and resentful today, at this moment, even his voice trembled slightly, saying the words he had said countless times in the past decade: "How...how can you be so stupid..."

  Biqiao lay silently, still calmly lying in front of him. On her pale face, there was no sign of pain or sorrow, but instead, a faint hint of a smile seemed to be present.

  "Yao'er..." The Demon King called out softly, and then fell silent. He simply sat there quietly, accompanying his only beloved daughter.

  Suddenly, a "crash" sound came from the stone door of the icy stone chamber.

  The Demon King's eyebrows furrowed, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes. In the past decade, no one dared to disturb him when he was with his daughter except for that Ghost Ji. As for Ghost Ji, in his eyes, there had always been only Bi Yao. The Demon King didn't say anything to him, however.

  But now, Gui Lie is not here, yet someone dares to commit a taboo against the Ghost King, which is truly rare. The Ghost King hummed and stood up, using his sleeve to gently wipe away the faint tears at the corner of his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he turned around again, he was once more the Ghost King who commanded the respect of countless people.

  He slowly walked to the entrance, opened the stone gate and went out.

  Outside the door, there was only one person standing - Qing Long.

  The Demon King's brow furrowed, the Azure Dragon was the first of the four great holy envoys of the Demon King's sect and his trusted right-hand man. He had always been cautious in his actions and would never dare to make a move that would disturb him and Bi Yao being together.

  It seems something big has happened.

  The Demon King gazed at him with his eyes, and the Blue Dragon said in a low voice: "News has been sent back from the southern border."

  The Demon King frowned and said: "What?"

  The Azure Dragon glanced at the Ghost King and said, "I heard that Gui Lian has already found someone who knows the technique of returning souls and brought him back with him."

  This matter is no trivial thing. The usually calm and collected Gong Wang's face actually lit up with joy, and he couldn't help but take a step forward, saying: "Really?"

  Qing Long nodded, and in his heart he sighed, "The bond between us is deep, truly no one can sever it."

  The Demon King looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and calmed down his excited emotions, but his hands were still slightly trembling. "Who is that person? How did Gui Li find him?"

  "That person is the great witch doctor of the Miao ethnic group, one of the five ethnic groups in the southern border. As for how Gui Li knew he possessed the technique to revive souls, that's unknown."

  The Demon King nodded and said, "This has nothing to do with him, as long as he can save Yao'er it's fine, if he can save Yao'er then that's good enough..." His words were laced with a deep longing, as if he wished the Great Shaman and Gui Lian would appear before him at this very moment.

  "They have been walking for several days, how much longer can they get here?" The Demon King asked.

  Qinglong said, "This news was revealed by Gui Li himself to our scouts in the southern region. It is said that because the great witch doctor was seriously injured and unable to fly, he had to proceed on foot."

  The Demon King was taken aback and said, "Seriously injured, what's going on?"

  Qinglong said: "I heard that it was an injury sustained from the internal strife of the five tribes in Nanjiang. Also," he hesitated for a moment, saying: "It seems that Guili also suffered a serious injury, and it was inflicted by Zhengdao."

  The Demon King's gaze condensed and he said, "What's going on?"

  Qing Long shook his head and said, "The specific situation is not yet clear. The southern border has always been the territory of Fengxiang Valley, and our people have a hard time getting in. We may need to wait for Gui Li to return before we can get more information. However, the south has always been under the responsibility of Eldest Brother Bai Hu, and this news was also passed on by him. But from his words, it seems..."

  The Demon King said calmly: "What did the White Tiger say?"

  The Azure Dragon fell silent for a moment before saying, "White Tiger mentioned that there was another person who came back with Gui Li. A foxy woman."

  The King of Ghosts' face changed color.

  The Azure Dragon glanced at the Ghost King and continued slowly, "Also, the White Tiger specifically mentioned in the message that the monkey beside Gui Liang seems to be a bit different."

  The Demon King's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and after a while, he slowly said: "Three-eyed Spirit Monkey, have you opened your spiritual eyes?"

  The green dragon remained silent and didn't say a word.

  Outside the icy stone chamber, it suddenly became quiet. The Ghost King slowly turned around, his gaze falling on the stone gate. His gaze seemed to penetrate through the thick stone gate and saw that serene woman.

  "Yao'er, can you take care of your father for me..."

  The Demon King murmured this sentence in his heart.

  One hundred thousand great mountains, suppressing demon ancient cave.

  Jin Ping'er moved stealthily and quietly towards the entrance of that mysterious and eerie ancient cave.

  At this moment, the witch has been gone for a long time, and that fierce spirit has also disappeared and never appeared again. The entire ancient cave entrance is gloomy and quiet, with only the cold wind blowing out of the Town Demon Ancient Cave still howling non-stop.

  Gradually, Jin Bao'er approached the stone statue of the woman. She cautiously approached, and the surroundings were quiet all along, until she walked to within three feet in front of the stone statue woman, where only the sound of the wind whistled, without any other noise.

  Jin Bier suddenly felt as if she had heard the sound of her own heartbeat.

  She calmed herself down and carefully looked around, especially taking a closer look at the Town Demon Cave. Inside, it was pitch black, bottomless, like a terrifying demon hiding in the darkness, its ferocious mouth open wide, letting out an endless roar.

  Jin Bier's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she instinctively felt that the darkness was filled with evil energy, causing her blood to surge back, making her feel extremely uncomfortable. However, at this moment, her curiosity far outweighed everything else, and the stone statue of the woman in her mind was a mysterious existence, no matter what, she had to take a good look at this statue.

  The next moment, her eyes fell on the stone statue.

  She must have been a beautiful woman! Jin Bao'er whispered to herself in her heart.

  Her eyebrows were delicate and lay flat across her eyes, her face was like a melon seed with slightly hard lines. Her lips were pursed, her eyes were resolute, as if after countless hardships, she had finally made up her mind. But her face, her expression, was strangely gentle, with a hint of sadness, a hint of bitterness.

  Can the wind and frost of a thousand years grind away the former beauty?

  Standing alone in the years, for whom?

  Jin Bao'er gazed silently, slowly stretching out her hand to touch the stone statue of a woman. She didn't notice that behind her, at the moment her hand touched the statue, white gas suddenly emerged, gradually condensing and gathering into human form, revealing the fierce spirit.

  Underneath, it turned out to be a coarse stone block, with the scars of countless years of cold wind and snow, wind and rain, as if under Jin Ping'er's pale hand, one by one revealing themselves, from the stone statue, passing into her palm, and into her heart.

  What kind of woman is she after all?

  Jin Bier was as if she had been infatuated, deeply attracted by the stone statue of that woman.

  Behind him, the fierce spirit had fully appeared, with an angry expression on his face, a huge sword raised high, and suddenly let out a loud shout, and swiftly slashed down!