Chapter 177 (Bonus Chapter) The Vanishing Vengeful Spirit
"Deputy Demon General, we have investigated and found that the sound can be heard from several nearby mountain peaks, and can even reach the palace at the foot of the Holy Mountain."
After the demon returned, he said respectfully.
The deputy demon general's expression was knowing: "I knew things weren't that simple. The Northern Ridge Holy Land must have been prepared, otherwise why would they warn us at this crucial moment?"
"Leave now, this mission is temporarily canceled." The deputy demon general sighed.
He actually wanted to take the opportunity to destroy the sacred mountain in front of him and find the ancient vengeful spirit inside.
However, his superior had not yet arrived, and he had no way to wield the Netherworld Axe on his own.
"Although we are leaving now, we have not left empty-handed. At least the one suppressed here on the Holy Mountain is not our Demon King, but the Holy Son of the Central Holy Land."
"Deputy Demon General, we encountered a human during our patrol. He seemed to have discovered our presence and was about to spread the news, but we caught him in time."
Those demons who returned from their outings were carrying a white-robed youth in their hands.
The white-robed steward standing nearby was shocked: "Nangong Ye, what are you doing here?"
"Well, Steward Lin, you really are a spy sent by the Demon Clan. I've known for a long time that something was wrong with you!" Nangong Ye laughed wildly instead.
The deputy demon general frowned: "Since he has already been discovered by others, I will take him with me. You continue to lie low in the Northern Ridge Holy Land and must not be exposed."
Just as he was carrying Nangong Ye and preparing to leave, a dark shadow suddenly flashed across the holy water not far away.
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Lan Yue was still deep in thought.
The events she had experienced at the Jueling Island ruins had made her feel very good about the seniors of the Central Holy Land. However, the scene she witnessed today made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Because those people were so crazy, in the end the footage was just one pixel after another.
Lan Yue wanted to investigate other possible reasons, but found that she no longer had the energy.
She felt drowsy and listless after eating just one melon today.
[System: This is perfectly normal. After all, you're viewing images from ten thousand years ago, so the mental energy required is definitely more than for other types of content.]
Lan Yue suddenly realized.
So that's how it is. She recalled that when she first arrived at the Southern Spirit Sect, she wanted to gossip from ten thousand years ago, but it seemed that she was blocked by the system. At that time, the system explained that she didn't have enough mental strength.
[Lan Yue: Since it consumed so much mental energy, the points this melon gives must be very high, right?]
[System: Of course, when have I ever been stingy? I gave you all the points when you asked to borrow them.]
Lan Yue was very satisfied with what she heard.
She fought off the overwhelming drowsiness while pondering in her mind.
The final scenes included the nine-layered array tower, Dan Daozi, and Senior Yanlong.
That must have been the Central Holy Land's last stand against the Demon Clan, and it inevitably ended in failure.
However, according to the memories of the previous owner of the nine-layered array tower, Lan Yue was unable to find the existence of that holy son.
It seems that the senior had no recollection of it at all.
However, at that time, it was normal that a group of senior researchers were in seclusion researching things and unaware of what was happening in the outside world.
Lan Yue looked at the information recorded in the system again.
[Lan Yue: It seems that back then, the Demon Clan seized the opportunity when most of the Central Holy Land's forces were absent, and took the chance to slander this holy son from ten thousand years ago.]
Lan Yue sighed.
Indeed, no matter the time, it's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark!
Since that's the case, she must take this opportunity to remind the Northern Ridge Holy Land to pay attention to the situation on the Holy Mountain in advance.
So she thought for a moment and quickly took out the divination tortoise shell that her master had given her.
Before anyone around her could react, she walked up to the Holy Lord of the Central Holy Land and subtly hinted that there might be danger on the Holy Mountain and that more people needed to be sent to investigate him.
"I just saw a prophecy; the holy mountain over there seems to have collapsed."
"Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, I think this matter is very important, and I urge Your Majesty to take it seriously."
Lan Yue recounted the news of the Holy Mountain collapsing in the video, and then, to avoid further questions, she pressed her hands to her head, pretending to be exhausted and fainting.
She had intended to feign unconsciousness, but she didn't realize that she had overused her mental energy and was already drowsy. Now she had fallen into a deep sleep and was sleeping very soundly.
The Holy Lord of the Northern Ridge Holy Land looked at the little girl who had suddenly fallen asleep while being dragged by a silver longsword, his expression extremely complicated.
However, he didn't bother to question the people from the Southern Spirit Sect. Instead, he immediately ordered a thorough investigation of the entire Northern Ridge Holy Land.
As for the sacred mountain over there, it had already been surrounded by the men he had sent.
The demons on the holy mountain were right; the area had long been surrounded by people from the Northern Ridge Holy Land, but they hadn't noticed.
So, seeing those people in white robes flying over, the deputy demon general directly created a rift in the Demon Abyss and threw Nangong Ye in first.
Those white-robed figures were still far away and had no way to stop the deputy demon general from escaping.
Just when the white-robed men thought the demon was about to escape, a dark figure suddenly rushed out of the holy water not far away.
The shadowy figure exuded a heavy aura of resentment, tightly binding the demons and tightening its grip little by little.
This scene left those in white robes in disbelief.
Could the dark figure in the holy water be the vengeful spirit condensed by that holy son ten thousand years ago?
He has awakened and is even willing to help the Holy Land fight against the demons?
The white-robed figures were stunned for a moment, then quickly rushed over to fight the demons alongside the black-clad figure.
The demon general pulled out the Netherworld Axe to resist, but since the Netherworld Axe originated from the Netherworld, it only made the vengeful spirits who came to help even more comfortable.
With the help of the ancient vengeful spirits and the presence of the Holy Lord, the demons were quickly brought under control.
Once all the demons were captured, the Holy Lord looked relieved.
Fortunately, they were reminded by the little girl's inner voice; otherwise, they probably wouldn't have known what had happened until the sacred mountain collapsed.
There are actually spies from the demon race in the Northern Ridge Holy Land!
The Holy Lord had a good impression of this steward, Lin. He was very efficient and well-liked.
It's terrifying that such a person is connected to the demon race and that even holy water couldn't detect it!
So, in the Beiling Sacred Land, are there other people similar to the forest manager?
Thinking of this, his expression became even more serious.
"Holy Lord, the shadowy figure over there is still there. He seems to be..."
The man in white robes stopped mid-sentence, but the others already understood what he meant.
"Don't flatter yourself, I'm not helping you." The voice from the shadowy figure was very hoarse.
"That young girl cleared my name, so naturally I have to do something for her in return."
Finally, the vengeful spirit glanced at the holy water pool and then surveyed the distant holy site.
He let out a long sigh, and the surrounding resentment slowly dissipated, while the body formed by the black shadows crumbled inch by inch.
Only a single, transparent bead remained, slowly drifting into the holy water pool.