In the swamp, Su Bai's voice, carrying an undeniable power, echoed through the air. None of the survivors present dared to utter a sound. Those prodigies who had just been bewitched by the Kunlun Holy Son were even paler, heads bowed, wishing they could bury themselves in the mud.

The scene they had just witnessed left an indelible mark on their hearts. The Kunlun Holy Son and his henchmen had their cultivation easily crippled and were thrown out of the secret realm like trash. This was even more terrifying than being killed outright. Slaughter was only a temporary pain. But with their foundation destroyed and their roots severed, their lives were utterly ruined. This punishment was far too cruel.

Looking at Su Bai, their lingering resentment and pride shattered completely.

The entire third level was silent except for the faint, low roars emanating from the depths of the swamp. Qin Feng and the members of the Dragon Shield Squad stood tall, their eyes filled with admiration. They knew that Su Bai didn't need any allies; he alone was a force capable of crushing everything.

The enchantress's beautiful eyes swept over Su Bai, her expression shifting. She had witnessed it all, from the arrogance of the Kunlun Holy Son to Su Bai's ruthless methods, and then to the collapse of those prodigies. She clearly realized that this was not someone she could manipulate. This was not a contest for "destiny," but rather a powerful figure eliminating disobedient fodder.

She took a deep breath and straightened her red dress, which was soaked with the swamp's moisture. With light, graceful steps, she led the way in the deathly silence. She walked towards Su Bai.

Her steps were steady, devoid of her previous allure and coquettishness. She knew that before absolute power, such petty tricks were nothing but a laughingstock. She walked slowly. She stopped three meters away from Su Bai. She bowed slightly, her attitude respectful.

"Master Su's divine might is unparalleled; this humble woman admires him." The enchantress's words echoed in the silence.

In her hand now lay a dozen or so tokens, each emitting a faint glow. Some were jade tablets, others were animal bones, and still others were metal pieces engraved with runes. These were rewards obtained for each level of the Tower of Babel, earned by defeating the gatekeeper. They also served as credentials for entering the secret realm.

She held these tokens in her hands and presented them to Su Bai with both hands.

"I've made some gains on the first few floors," the enchantress said in a clear voice.

"These are just a small token of our respect from the demon race," she said, handing the token forward.

Su Bai looked at her calmly, without taking it. He looked at Yao Ji, his expression unchanged.

"Does the Demoness mean that the demon race is also willing to submit?" Su Bai asked.

His voice was calm, yet carried a scrutinizing quality. The enchantress's back stiffened slightly, but she quickly recovered.

"Master Su is too kind," the Demoness smiled.

Her smile was natural, without a trace of forcedness.

"The demon race is merely a group seeking survival in this world. We never dare to dream of dominating anything." She paused, her tone becoming sincere.

"I see it very clearly. No one but Master Su can take away the 'Destiny' within this Tower of Babel." She put away the token and raised her head.

"My demon race has no intention of being enemies with Daoist Su. My race only seeks a glimmer of hope for survival amidst these changes in the world."

"What we seek is nothing more than some resources within this secret realm. Some resources that will allow the demon race to thrive and multiply." The demoness's gaze cleared.

"If Daoist Su can agree, once the matter in the secret realm is resolved, my demon race can recuperate in a corner of Earth and not interfere with each other."

"In return, my demon race can help Daoist Su clean this tower." She handed over the token in her hand again.

"These tokens were originally prepared for Daoist Su." Her attitude was very clear.

Su Bai looked at her, his gaze lingering for a moment on the tokens in her hand. These tokens were all "pass tokens" within the Tower of Babel, serving as a standard for measuring the "contribution" of those attempting to pass through.

He didn't stand on ceremony. He reached out and took the tokens from the enchantress's hand. A pure power instantly enveloped the tokens. The tokens flickered in his hand, then completely transformed into pure energy, merging into his body.

"Smart." Su Bai withdrew his hand. He looked at the enchantress.

"What do you want?" His question was simple.

A hint of joy flashed in the enchantress's eyes, but she hid it well.

"I ask for nothing, only that Daoist Su protect my demon race and give us a place to live in this chaotic world." She lowered her head.

"Of course, as allies, my clan will also do its best to assist the Dao Lord."

Su Bai didn't speak. He looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng immediately understood and stepped forward.

"We will convey the Empress's request to the nation," Qin Feng said solemnly.

"But the specifics will need to be discussed in detail later."

The enchantress nodded. She knew this was the best outcome they could achieve at the moment.

"Thank you, Captain Qin of Dragon Shield." She bowed slightly to Qin Feng again.

"However, I have one more small request." She looked at Su Bai.

Su Bai's gaze fell on her again.

"Besides the token, there are many other good things hidden inside this Tower of Babel," the enchantress said with a gentle smile.

"Our clan needs some spiritual materials for body refinement, and some treasures that can stimulate our bloodline."

"Since you are already the Tower Master, these things are probably just icing on the cake for you." She paused.

"If Daoist Su could share some of these things with my clan, my demon race will remember this kindness for generations to come," she said directly.

Su Bai's divine sense instantly covered the entire swamp. Those treasures hidden deep within the mire were laid bare before his eyes. He waved his hand.

Several streaks of light shot into the sky from the swamp and flew into the demoness's hand. They contained a small piece of ancient wood exuding demonic energy, several blood-red crystals, and a scale shimmering with life. These were all extremely precious treasures to the demon race.

The enchantress accepted the treasure, feeling the immense power it contained, her eyes gleaming with wonder.

"Thank you, Daoist Master Su!" She bowed again.

"From this moment forward, the demon race is willing to serve the Dao Lord as our master and clear away all obstacles within the tower!" Her words shook the hearts of the cultivators behind her who had been observing.

Su Bai nodded slightly. He looked at Qin Feng and the Dragon Shield Squad.

"Go and call all those rogue cultivators over here," he said calmly.

"Give them two choices. Either follow us, or be like the Holy Son of Kunlun."

Qin Feng accepted the order and left. Soon, the rogue cultivators who had been hiding in the distance, still shaken, were "invited" over by the Dragon Shield Squad. They looked at Su Bai, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"Your choice," Su Bai said.

He didn't waste any words. His voice sent chills down everyone's spine.

The rogue cultivators did not hesitate. They knelt down with a thud.

"We are willing to follow the Dao Master! We would gladly die for him!"

Su Bai looked at them, his expression unchanged. He glanced at the enchantress.

"You lead the way," he said.

The enchantress nodded immediately. She looked towards the depths of the third-level hall, at the portal of light leading to the fourth level.

"Yes, Dao Master!" she replied loudly.

She turned and took the lead. Su Bai followed closely behind. Qin Feng, the Dragon Shield Squad, and the newly joined rogue cultivators also quickly caught up.

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