Nanli speculated, "It seems that after Yan Luo absorbed the elder’s cultivation, the disciples under him lost control and started infighting over treasures."
Qiao Nanyi went to take a look, and a flash of surprise crossed his eyes. "Penglai Island claims to be an upright and righteous sect, yet it possesses such an insidious cultivation technique?"
Siheng said coldly, "Penglai Island is no righteous sect."
Thinking of what Yan Buxiu had done, Qiao Nanyi nodded in deep agreent. "That’s true."
However, looking at the corpses all over the ground, he still sighed, "Penglai Island’s foundation, built over thousands of years, has been completely destroyed today. The Yan family was ruthless—after all, even if these elders had no achievents, they still had their efforts."
With the people beneath them gone, the Yan family’s power naturally collapsed.
Nanli was not surprised by this outco because she had guided Sima Xin from the very beginning.
Since Sima Xin believed there was a spy within Penglai Island, she would not spare those elders.
Originally, she thought Sima Xin would be the one to fall into darkness. Unexpectedly, with the unexpected involvent of the fourth brother, the one who succumbed to demonic influence turned out to be Yan Luo.
But thinking of Yan Luo’s young age, his vicious nature inherited from his parents, and all the obstacles he had thrown at her before she regained her mories, Nanli was sure he had a hand in it.
So, she felt no guilt whatsoever.
Penglai Island had likely been completely looted, so there was no reason for them to stay any longer.
However, after Nanli’s breakthrough, the sky above the sea had long been covered with dark clouds, and thunder rumbled continuously.
She was about to undergo tribulation.
It could not be delayed any longer.
Siheng’s face showed concern. "I will face the tribulation with you."
"No need, this is nothing to ," Nanli replied. "Just keep watch nearby for ."
Although overcoming the tribulation was an easy feat for her, knowing that the Demon Clan Asura was still lurking outside, she had to be extra cautious to guard against any surprises.
"Alright." Siheng did not argue and agreed imdiately.
The two of them flew into the thunderclouds, one after the other.
Qiao Nanyi couldn’t be of any help, so he returned to Jialan Celestial Mountain first.
Nanli had broken through two realms in a row, and the heavenly tribulation was naturally fierce.
The thunderclouds spread across the entire sky above the sea.
Waves surged violently.
Thunder bood like explosions.
The sky flickered between light and darkness.
Siheng’s heart was tightly clenched—his concern and anxiety were overwhelming, yet he dared not disturb her.
Nanli had changed into a new outfit, no longer wearing the blue robe. This was the best way to face the heavenly tribulation.
She moved with an ethereal grace, enduring every bolt of lightning.
Not far away, two one-ard n watched the scene through gritted teeth, their hatred boiling to the extre.
They were none other than Sima Yue and Yan Hu.
The two had been recuperating with a formation at Jialan, one with his bones barely starting to heal, the other with half his bones restored, when they suddenly felt the barrier of Jialan Celestial Mountain tremble.
With a loud bang, the formation shattered, and sounds of battle erupted outside.
Since Yan Luo’s departure, they had remained on high alert.
Hearing the commotion, they ignored their injuries and quickly hid.
Fortunately, Yan Hu had a Penglai Island Stealth Talisman on him, so they remained undetected.
They saw a black-robed figure strike with ruthless efficiency, his every move shrouded in endless demonic energy. Their minds went blank in shock.
This was a true mber of the Demon Clan!
A possessor of Demon Bone!
Completely different from those halfway-turned Demon Cultivators!
Who would have thought that there were still Demon Clan mbers in the Nine States?
Knowing they were no match, they kept silent even as they watched the elders and disciples of Jialan be slaughtered.
Fortunately, the black-robed figure didn’t linger long and headed straight toward the Spirit Tree.
They seized the opportunity to slip away.
They returned to Penglai Island.
Just as they reached the shore, they saw the thunderclouds above them.
Yan Hu spotted Nanli and imdiately made up his mind to ambush her.
Sima Yue, quick-eyed and quick-handed, yanked him back in a panic. "A’Hu, are you insane?!"
"She’s undergoing tribulation—she must have retrieved one of the Glassy Bottles! Fourth Sister is missing, which ans she must have died by her hands!" Yan Hu’s eyes were bloodshot. "She’s at her weakest while undergoing tribulation—this is the perfect chance to strike!"
"I know you’re desperate, but are you blind?!"
Sima Yue then grabbed Yan Hu’s head and forced him to look toward a corner.
They had excellent vision.
How could they not see that ethereal figure standing there with his robes fluttering in the wind?
Even just half of his face was enough to be breathtaking.
Yan Hu froze. "That’s..."
"That’s Jifeng Celestial Sovereign!" Sima Yue exclaid. "Look at him—he still has an immortal’s physique! He’s protecting Nanli. If we show ourselves, we’re as good as dead!"
Yan Hu’s mind went blank, and for a mont, he was completely lost.
His body went limp, and he collapsed onto the ground.
Then, his entire fra began to tremble violently.
"He... He recovered his primordial spirit so quickly... With him there, how can we even get close to Nanli?!"
The deep hatred for his family’s massacre—he could do nothing about it after all.
Sima Yue touched his own severed arm.
Then he glanced at Yan Hu’s empty sleeve and sighed. "It’s over, A’Hu. You should let go of this grudge."
Yan Hu suddenly lifted his head, his face streaked with tears.
His expression turned savage, and he shouted, "No! Nanli destroyed my entire family! Even if I have only one breath left, I will settle this score with her!"
Sima Yue furrowed his brows.
He wanted to persuade him further.
But unexpectedly, a sinister yet lodious voice ca from behind them: "Well said. If it’s a massacre of your family, how could you not seek revenge?"
The two of them turned around abruptly.
Their bodies stiffened instantly.
Another black-robed figure.
He didn’t need to display any power—both of them already knew who he was.
With Siheng and Nanli in front of them and a Demon Clan mber behind them, they were completely trapped.
But Yan Hu was never one to swallow his anger. He pulled out a sword from his Qiankun Bag.
However, the black-robed figure simply said, "Calm down. If we fight now and cause a commotion, Jifeng Celestial Sovereign will definitely notice. I’ve co to seek cooperation."
As he spoke, she removed her hood.
A stunningly beautiful face was revealed.
Her pupils were red.
Sima Yue, having lived long enough to know sothing about the Demon Clan, was so terrified that he took two steps back.
His voice trembled. "You... You’re from the Asura Clan?!"
Since it had been a long ti since the Demon Clan appeared in the Nine States, younger people like Yan Hu no longer knew about them.
Though wary, he was also confused. "Asura Clan? What’s the difference between the Demon Clan and the Asura Clan?"
Sima Yue took a deep breath and explained, "The Demon Clan has many races. The Asura Clan has the highest natural talent and the greatest power, ranking at the very top of the Demon Clan. Their pupils are red. If they belong to the Asura Royal Clan, their pupils turn purple."
The woman chuckled. "Not bad, old man. You’re sowhat knowledgeable. Allow to introduce myself—I am Shang Jue, the Third Protector under the Asura King."
Shang Jue took a step forward, her smile bewitching.
Sima Yue imdiately retreated again. "Don’t co any closer!"
Yan Hu was startled but still held his stance, saying coldly, "I am the island master of Penglai Island. I will never cooperate with your Demon Clan Asura!"
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