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

"What's there to be afraid of!"

A burst of wild laughter erupted.

A red figure shot into the sky and hovered outside the formation.

Ye Wuhen was clad in dark red demonic armor and wielded a longsword formed from malevolent energy. After half a month of relentlessly consuming spiritual herbs and recovering, his cultivation level had been forcibly pulled back to the mid-stage of the Void Refinement realm.

Although he has not returned to his peak, and although he faces enemies five times stronger than himself, the Demon Lord's spine has never bent!

"A few beasts dare to run wild at my doorstep?"

Ye Wuhen pointed his longsword, its aura stretching for three thousand miles: "Want to demolish my house? You'll have to step over my dead body first!"

"kill!"

His figure moved like lightning, and he actually charged towards the strongest two-headed demonic ape!

"That madman!"

Situ Kong cursed, but dared not delay. He waved his command flag: "All array masters, return to your positions! Fill in the spirit stones!"

The battle reached a fever pitch in an instant.

The battle between a Void Refiner and a Body Merger is inherently a deadly situation.

But who was Ye Wuhen? He was a demon lord who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood! He didn't defend at all; every move he made was a fight where he risked his life for injury. The two-headed demon ape was actually forced to roar repeatedly by his reckless aura, and for a moment it was unable to break through the defense.

But there were just too many monsters.

The other four Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts began bombarding the formation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Each strike caused the desolate land to tremble violently.

Cracks began to appear in the buildings within the city, and cultivators with low cultivation levels were already bleeding from their seven orifices from the shock.

In front of the main hall, Jiang Yining gripped the railing, her knuckles turning white.

The jade slip in his hand was burning hot.

That was an emergency communication talisman for Ji Lingxiao, Chu Jinglan, and Bai Ze.

Once crushed, they will rush to your aid no matter where they are.

but……

"The Northern Sword Sect's defenses are in dire straits; three Nascent Soul stage demonic beasts are attacking..."

"The imperial city of Zhongzhou is besieged, and the Confucian sage fights alone against a horde of demons..."

"The Qingqiu barrier has shattered, and the Demon Emperor is severely injured..."

Every day, a series of intelligence reports would reach her.

If they are called back now, the defenses they are protecting will surely fall, and millions of lives will be lost.

"You can't call it..."

Jiang Yining closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and forcefully put the jade slip back into her sleeve.

Just as she was about to activate the power of the divine tree, a tearing pain suddenly shot through her lower abdomen!

"Ugh!" Jiang Yining groaned, staggering and falling to her knees.

"Lord of the city!" the surrounding maids exclaimed.

Jiang Yining looked down and saw that amniotic fluid had already flowed down her skirt, soaking the ground.

Oh no... I'm going into labor!

She actually launched her attack at this crucial moment!

Boom!

Suddenly, rays of light appeared in the sky!

The sky, which had been obscured by demonic energy, was suddenly torn open. Purple aura filled the east, and auspicious clouds gathered to form the shapes of dragons and phoenixes, swirling and dancing above the desolate abyss.

The rich vitality and Daoist aura caused the attacking monsters to pause, their eyes revealing a mixture of fear and greed.

Ye Wuhen, who was fighting, glanced back and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Ningning!"

He tried to retreat, but was slapped away by the two-headed demonic ape and crashed heavily into the array's light barrier, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Jiang Yining's voice echoed through the formation: "Don't worry about me! Hold the line!"

"Quick! Midwife! Call a midwife!" Situ Kong was also terrified, but he forced himself to calm down and shouted into the city.

Aunt Jiang Er and Aunt Jiang San quickly helped the swaying Jiang Yining and rushed to the already prepared delivery room.

"Mother!"

Three small figures appeared at the door of the delivery room like lightning.

Da Bao Jiang Lei held a heavy sword, his sword intent soaring to the sky, his purple-gold pupils filled with icy killing intent.

Erbao Chu Anyan's face was tense, surrounded by purple aura, and lightning crackled at his fingertips.

Sanbao Jiang Yeyao was even more direct, her heterochromatic eyes, one black and one red, staring intently at the bloody battlefield outside, letting out a low growl that was both cute and fierce, and her chaotic demonic energy surged around her, enveloping the entire delivery room.

The three little ones held hands, forming an unbreakable defensive line.

In an instant, not only did no demonic beasts want to approach, but even a fly dared not fly within a hundred feet.

Outside the delivery room, there were deafening roars of beasts and the booming of spells.

Inside the delivery room, there were suppressed groans of pain and the anxious urging of the midwife.

Just one door separates two worlds.

Ye Wuhen's eyes were bloodshot, and demonic flames surged around his body.

Like a god of death from hell, every swing of his demonic blade brought forth a shower of blood.

"Die, all of you!"

With a single strike, he cleaved the three-headed demonic wolf, a cultivator at the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, in two. The scalding beast blood splattered all over him, making him look even more mad and terrifying.

Situ Kong was overwhelmed with the task. He had to do his best to maintain the operation of the city's protective array to prevent the beast tide from breaching the defenses, while also keeping a close eye on the situation inside the delivery room.

He had calculated every secret of heaven in his life, but he had never been so confused as he was at this moment.

He didn't dare to think about what might happen to Jiang Yining.

Time passed second by second, each breath feeling like an eternity of torture.

Just as Situ Kong was about to give way to the formation, a loud and clear cry pierced through all the noise and clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Wow--!"

A loud cry echoed through the sky.

gave birth!

Ye Wuhen froze, nearly having his chest ripped open by the claws of a demonic beast.

Situ Kong stumbled and nearly fell from mid-air.

The delivery room door creaked open, and a midwife carrying a swaddled baby ran out with a face full of joy but also a hint of surprise.

"It's a baby! It's a baby boy!"

Ye Wuhen and Situ Kong immediately abandoned their opponents and flashed to the midwife's side.

"Look at this young master..."

The midwife swallowed hard. "He looks a bit...strange."

strange?

"Quickly, let me see!"

Ye Wuhen eagerly moved closer, but when he saw the baby in the swaddling clothes, he was stunned.

The baby had snow-white skin and delicate features, but strangely, it had silver-white hair. Even more bizarrely, there was a tightly closed vertical line between its smooth eyebrows, like an eye that had not yet opened.

"puff……"

Ye Wuhen couldn't help but laugh: "Why does this little guy look like a little old man? He was born with white hair?"

He didn't mean any harm; he was just being sarcastic.

Situ Kong flew into a rage upon hearing this: "You, surnamed Ye, shut up! A newborn child hasn't even fully developed yet..."

He cursed as he leaned closer to take a look.

However, when his gaze fell on the baby, the cursing stopped abruptly.

As the master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, Situ Kong's perception of the threads of cause and effect far surpasses that of ordinary people.

At that moment, he clearly felt a causal thread connecting them by blood and breath extending from the infant and firmly... binding him to himself!