Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

"Come with me."

Ye Wuhen's voice carried an undeniable imperial pressure, and his demonic energy roared like a black dragon. He forcefully tore open a void rift leading to the Demon Realm amidst the combined attack of sword energy and saber light.

"This time, I will not let you die."

He exerted force, trying to pull Jiang Yining into the dark crack.

Once she enters the Demon Realm, once she returns to the cage he built, even if he locks her up, even if he forges shackles with ten-thousand-year-old black iron, he will never let her have another chance to escape.

He Ye Wuhen never wanted to experience that kind of fear, the fear of having his heart ripped out, again in his life.

Behind him, Ji Lingxiao's Severing Thoughts Sword was already at Ye Wuhen's back, its tip emitting a chilling light capable of freezing the soul.

Bai Ze's raging blade, imbued with the fury to split mountains and shatter rocks, cleaved straight at Ye Wuhen's head.

Chu Jinglan's righteous spirit transformed into countless golden chains, sealing off all of Ye Wuhen's escape routes.

At this moment, the three giants of the cultivation world reached an unprecedented tacit understanding—

Kill Ye Wuhen.

Jiang Yining simply stared at Ye Wuhen, her clear, cold eyes reflecting his face, twisted with fear and madness.

"His Majesty."

"Do you want to see me die again?"

Ye Wuhen's pupils suddenly contracted.

In that instant, the boundary between reality and illusion completely collapsed in his mind.

He felt as if he had returned to that despairing afternoon, watching her body grow colder and colder, watching her dissipate into countless specks of light, and no matter how hard he tried to grab her, he could only grasp at nothingness.

That deep-seated despair and helplessness overwhelmed all his reason like a tidal wave.

"No……"

Ye Wuhen's body trembled violently.

His hand, which had been tightly gripping Jiang Yining's wrist, suddenly loosened as if he had been burned.

"No!!"

Ye Wuhen staggered back two steps, clutching his head and letting out a roar like a trapped beast.

Those phoenix eyes, which always held a hint of cruelty and mockery, were now filled with boundless terror.

"Don't die...don't die..."

Ye Wuhen muttered incoherently to himself, and the originally violent demonic energy around him instantly dissipated due to the collapse of his mental state.

Even if he is a demon lord, even if he kills without hesitation, even if he regards all living beings as ants.

But he simply... dared not gamble with her life again.

In that very instant when Ye Wuhen lost his composure...

Three attacks from behind had already landed.

But he neither dodged nor flinched, seemingly oblivious to the murderous intent behind him. He simply stared intently at Jiang Yining, as if afraid that she would disappear again in the blink of an eye.

"stop!!"

Several youthful yet furious voices suddenly rang out from the ruins.

Clang—!

A streak of purple lightning, accompanied by a youthful yet sharp sword intent, shot out from the side, forcefully deflecting Ji Lingxiao's deadly sword strike.

That's Jiang Lei.

Three-year-old Da Bao held a heavy sword that was too big for him. His small body stood between Ye Wuhen and Jiang Yining, and his little face, which looked just like Ji Lingxiao's, was full of determination.

"Don't you dare hurt my mother!!"

at the same time.

A vast and mighty aura of imperial power suddenly erupted from the other side.

Although Erbao Chu Anyan had no weapon, he was surrounded by golden light. With a wave of his small hand, the righteous energy belonging to the supreme Confucian and Taoist saints collided with Chu Jinglan's golden chains, producing a deafening sound of metal clashing.

"Let's see who dares to make a move!"

Erbao's usually smiling eyes were now filled with a chilling coldness, displaying a more unreasonable and domineering side than his father's.

What's most shocking is that Sanbao was still being held in his wet nurse's arms.

The newborn baby girl.

"Wow--!!"

A loud cry.

The once clear sky was instantly covered with dark clouds, and a black vortex of demonic energy churned wildly in the heavens.

The demonic energy that had originally obeyed Ye Wuhen turned against him at this moment, transforming into black barriers that tightly protected the area within three zhang around Jiang Yining.

Chaotic Demon Body, born to ward off demons!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Ji Lingxiao's sword, Bai Ze's knife, and Chu Jinglan's chains were all forced to stop at this moment.

The violent backlash of spiritual energy caused all three to grunt and stagger back several steps.

The dust and smoke have settled over the ruins.

Three small figures, arranged in a "品" shape, firmly protected Jiang Yining in the middle.

The heavy sword in Da Bao Jiang Lei's hand was still humming. His tiger's mouth was cracked from the impact, and blood dripped down the hilt, but he did not retreat an inch. His eyes were fixed on Ji Lingxiao opposite him, like a little wolf cub protecting its food.

"You are not allowed to touch my mother!"

Erbao Chu Anyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked coldly at Chu Jinglan, and said in a childish but firm voice, "Want to fight? Fine, then kill us all too!"

Even the infant Sanbao stopped crying, opened his big, dark eyes, and giggled, his demonic energy surging around him, as if he were ready to tear a hole in the sky at any moment.

The scene fell into a deathly silence.

Ji Lingxiao's hand holding the sword trembled.

"An Yan..."

Chu Jinglan's voice was hoarse as he tried to take a step forward, but Chu Anyan's cold gaze kept him rooted to the spot.

"Don't call me!"

Chu Anyan's face tightened: "Weren't you having a lot of fun fighting just now? Where did your enthusiasm for leveling this place go?"

Bai Ze scratched his head, put away his Mad Blade, and looked at the three cute but fierce little brats with a bit of a loss.

"Um... babies, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding..."

Bai Ze tried to ease the awkwardness with a smile, but was only met with a cold snort from Da Bao: "If that knife had been even a fraction off, I'd be motherless!"

Bai Ze immediately shut up and looked at Jiang Yining with a wronged expression.

Jiang Yining stood behind the three children.

Looking at the three small figures from behind, a warm feeling welled up in her heart, dispelling the last trace of gloom brought by the illusion.

Slowly raise your hand and gently press it on Da Bao's trembling shoulder.

Jiang Yining gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and then patted Erbao's head.

Once again, I will face these men who stand at the pinnacle of the cultivation world.

"It seems that you have all come to your senses completely."

Jiang Yining held her child in her arms, with a charred ruin beneath her feet—the masterpiece left behind by their battle.

She lifted her foot and stepped on a broken brick.

"This is the council chamber that I built brick by brick over three months."

She pointed to the mountain peak in the distance that had been cut in half.

"That's the spiritual field I cultivated for the children; the spiritual herbs there have just sprouted."

Finally, her gaze swept over the four men in front of her, her voice as cold as ice shards.

"This is my home."

"But you..."

Jiang Yining took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with a cold light.

"You used the name of love and the banner of protection to completely destroy this place!"

"Pay up first!"