At this point, the Manman Bug stretched out its little claw and grabbed Little Monk Bu Jie’s arm, continuing nervously, "But I know that the Divine Demise Land is not to be taken lightly! I had a vague premonition when Gu Changsheng insisted on heading north, and this journey is bound to be ominous. In the battle of the Secluded Valley, Gu Changsheng nearly died, and this time is even worse. The Nine-Layer Heavens Thunder Punishment descended, causing her to fall into demonic possession, almost beyond redemption. All these events are proving my earlier warnings!"

"Monk! You must believe me! If she really can wake up from gathering her soul, no matter what, you must stop her from continuing northward. The Divine Demise Land is really not to be trifled with! Even the Northern Mongolian, I have vague feelings of dread!"

The Manman Bug’s words were particularly grave.

"Alas!"

Little Monk Bu Jie sighed deeply upon hearing these words, his small face filled with helplessness. His hand turned a string of Buddha Beads, his ancient gaze resting on the distant void as he slowly spoke, "You have seen it too, my utmost efforts could only serve as a wake-up call, helping her gather a wisp of her soul. It’s often said that untying the bell requires the one who tied it. She chose demonic possession because of Benefactor Gu’s death, and only Benefactor Gu could rekindle her life."

"Even if the Tears of the Goddess may not necessarily bring the dead back to life, it is still the last hope of reviving Benefactor Gu and his wife... Little Bug, do you think, if Benefactor Changsheng survives the disaster, she will let go of this obsession?"

The answer...

is undoubtedly no!

Gu Changsheng’s stubbornness, which the Manman Bug experienced firsthand within her, is well aware!

Therefore, this question needs no answer; both Manman Bug and Little Monk Bu Jie know the answer in their hearts!

The saying goes, "With one thought, one becomes humane; with another, one becomes demonic." Gu Changsheng has chosen the demonic path because of Gu Taitian’s incident. If her soul can indeed revive, expecting her to extinguish this thought is akin to the talk of the impossible!

"Is there really no solution? Should we just let her continue north and tread recklessly into danger?" The Manman Bug said with a face full of reluctance.

Little Monk Bu Jie pondered for a while before responding, "Not necessarily so! The North is perilous and should not be taken lightly. Both Benefactor Gu and I have had premonitions! However, we still chose to follow because we cannot see or calculate the Heavenly Dao. Though the North is dangerous, it does not mean there is no hope!"

"As it is said, ’Only by pushing to the brink of death can one find hope.’ Since Benefactor Changsheng’s obsession has turned demonic, we cannot stop it. Therefore, no matter life or death, I must accompany her on this journey!"

Upon hearing this, the Manman Bug’s face wrinkled, touching its little bug nose, unable to resist complaining, "You make it sound easy! Do you know, after Gu Changsheng experienced the Nine-Layer Heavens Slaying the Gods Calamity, what did I discover? I found that there must be a mighty force with the power to defy the heavens and tear the Cangqiong with bare hands!"

"What are you talking about?" Little Monk Bu Jie’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this...

...

While Little Monk Bu Jie and the Manman Bug were whispering in a secluded spot, on the other side, under the leadership of Yhan Ting, the injuries of Borjigin Nian and others were treated, and they were moved to a new location...

However, even in a stupor, Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu were already shoulder to shoulder, fingers tightly interlocked, a blood-red aura of death surrounding them. No one dared to approach, let alone help check their injuries, let alone move them!

It was hopeless to separate them into different rooms. Left with no choice, Yhan Ting could only let them lie there on the bed, while Little Meat Bun sat next to the bed, refusing to leave no matter how they persuaded!

In the City Lord’s Mansion, both the City Lord and the esteemed guests were unconscious, while outside lay chaos and disorder. Yet the servants of the City Lord’s Mansion had no time to care about this, and were left with no choice but to close the gates of the City Lord’s Mansion, opting to turn a blind eye!

Even with the gates tightly shut, it could not prevent the unrest within Linyuan City!

On the stage of the Nirvana Martial Contest, blood flowed like rivers, and severed limbs were everywhere. Those elders of the Hidden World Clan, who had just awoken, chose to self-delude themselves into believing it wouldn’t be their disciples...

However, when they hurried back to their lodgings and found only emptiness, they couldn’t help but return to the stage to begin weeping over those remnants still wearing clothing from their clans!

Suddenly losing most of the talented youth in their clan was undoubtedly a fatal blow to the Hidden World Clan!

For noble families to endure through the ages, they rely on the continuation of their bloodline. And now, most of the outstanding young generation in this era has inexplicably been lost overnight!

Even if a few were lucky enough to survive, what does it matter? This generation of young individuals is destined to face a gap! The quality and quantity of the next generation will also plummet with the deaths of these talented individuals!

To them, it’s as if their own lives have been taken away!

But no matter how they recall, they cannot remember how this happened. Inquiring with the townspeople only results in bewildered head-shaking, showing no sign of deceit...

With no other options, those few elders of the Hidden World Clan could only gather their remaining disciples at the gate of the City Lord’s Mansion...

There’s nothing they could do. The sudden incident left them nowhere else to turn for justice other than appealing to the Master of Linyuan City!

However, to their disappointment, the gates of the City Lord’s Mansion in Linyuan City were tightly shut. City Lord Shi Wujue refused to meet guests, and the people from the Hidden World Clan, who had come with great momentum to showcase their prowess and astound the common world, ended up inexplicably with only a few bare elders and a few lucky disciples left...

The scene upon their arrival compared to their current predicament was a world of difference!

Should they return to the Hidden World Clan?

Even the elders who led the clan’s disciples to the world for the Nirvana Martial Contest felt they couldn’t face returning. But if they don’t go back, what should they do?

In their uncertainty, the remnants of the Hidden World Clan were left with no choice but to persist with the City Lord’s Mansion, showing no intention of leaving without obtaining justice!

Thus, throughout Linyuan City, after the semifinals of the Nirvana Martial Contest, a sudden eerie silence enveloped the city. Although they couldn’t recall what exactly had happened that day, they vividly remembered the blood all over the ground and the scene of scattered limbs!

Even the people of Linyuan City, mostly consisting of ruthless characters, were quite shaken by the scene!

Meanwhile, inside the City Lord’s Mansion, it was as if they ignored everything outside. Everyone was revolving around their respective masters!

Shi Wujue had yet to awaken for a long time, causing everyone in the City Lord’s Mansion to be on edge, with their hearts in their throats.

In the outer building where Gu Changsheng was, the injured gradually regained consciousness. Although they were still wrapped in thick bandages, they couldn’t resist coming to see how Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu were!

These two had truly frightened them out of their wits and worried them sick!

"Do you think they can really return to their former selves?" Borjigin Nian looked at Gu Changsheng and her senior brother lying side by side on the bed, and worriedly turned to Yue Xilou.

Upon hearing this, Yue Xilou frowned.

This question, it seemed, worried everyone present!

But no matter how worried they were, the people on the bed lay there motionless, as if oblivious, surrounded by a blood-colored murderous aura that flared unpredictably, a sight that was truly unsettling...

Looking at their tightly closed eyes and expressionless faces, Yue Xilou couldn’t help but sigh deeply, "Someone, go prepare the ropes made of Thousand-Year Cold Iron!"

Ropes made of Thousand-Year Cold Iron?

Hearing this, Borjigin Nian immediately turned her head. Despite the sharp movement aggravating her wound, causing her to cry out in pain, she paid no heed to it and grabbed Yue Xilou’s clothing anxiously, "What are you preparing the Cold Iron ropes for? Yue Xilou, what are you going to do? Tie them up?"

"What else?" Under Borjigin Nian’s barrage of questions, Yue Xilou’s beautiful face took on a solemn expression as he spoke.

"Yue Xilou! Do you have no heart? She is Gu Changsheng, the woman you once liked, and my senior brother is your own nephew! Are you really going to use Thousand-Year Cold Iron ropes to bind them? Is your blood cold? Do you have no heart?" Borjigin Nian’s voice became hoarse and forceful as she pointed at the two lying on the bed and shouted fiercely at Yue Xilou.

Borjigin Nian’s roaring made the servants who came in upon hearing Yue Xilou’s orders pause momentarily.

After all, Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu were their masters!

For them to find something to bind their own masters...

This was something...

They really found hard to do!

"What, didn’t you hear the orders of this Tower Master?" Yue Xilou saw the two startled Dark Night Army members, and his face, more beautiful than a demon’s, immediately revealed a severe expression. A decisive look flashed in his eyes as he spoke in a deep voice, "With Gu Changsheng and Zhou Mu unwell, do you think there’s no one else in Linyuan City who can command you? Hmm?"

"Master Lou, forgive us! We meant no such thing!"

"Master Lou, forgive us..."

The two Dark Night Army members immediately knelt, speaking in an earnest and fearful tone.

"As the close friend of Gu Changsheng and the maternal uncle of Zhou Mu, in this place, perhaps there’s no one else besides this Tower Master who can do anything about them!" Yue Xilou said with a bitter smile and shook his head, "The Dark Night Army’s loyalty to their masters is evident, but this action of mine is truly out of helplessness! Go..."