The tyrannical father was so intimidated when his own daughter was found during the raid.

Su Zhen was being held tightly by the collar, and he was just about to shamelessly lean in and say a few more sweet nothings.

There was a soft "snap" sound.

Ye Honglian used her free hand to tear off half of the grotesque, blue-faced Shura mask from her face without hesitation.

She casually tossed the mask onto the broken bluestone slab at her feet.

Beneath the mask, a stunningly beautiful face was revealed, yet it also exuded an endless chill.

Time seemed to have been exceptionally kind to this former queen of the Great Yuan Kingdom; eight years later, she was still breathtakingly beautiful.

But in those eyes, which were as clear as autumn water, there was no warmth of a long-awaited reunion.

Only a chillingly sharp killing intent and a profound solemnity.

Su Zhen stared at the face he had longed for day and night, completely mesmerized, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Wife, you're still so beautiful..."

At this moment, the Great Abyss Tyrant looked like a naive young man experiencing his first love.

Ye Honglian glanced at him coldly and shoved him away roughly.

She completely ignored her love-struck ex-husband and deftly pulled out several dark green poison darts from her wide sleeves.

She tore a strip of cloth from her skirt, lowered her head, and coldly wiped the poison off the tip of the dart.

"Stop with that disgusting face of yours. I don't have time to dredge up these old grievances with you now."

Ye Honglian's voice was cold, her speech was rapid, and it carried an undeniable sense of urgency.

"Tap tap tap".

A series of light and hurried footsteps came from the wooden stairs.

Wearing pink bunny pajamas, Su Yaoyao, with her short legs, ran down from the second floor like a little ball of flesh.

"Mother! It really is you!"

The little girl's eyes lit up, and she opened her chubby arms, ready to rush into her mother's arms and snuggle up to her.

Ye Honglian raised her head and looked at this crazy little girl who was just like herself when she was young. A barely perceptible softness flashed deep in her eyes.

But she immediately hardened her heart, stretched out a slender, white finger, and ruthlessly pressed it against Su Yaoyao's forehead.

"Stop, that's enough of our reminiscing."

"No matter what madness you two have gone mad to come to the Great Yan Kingdom, you've come at the worst possible time."

Ye Honglian carefully tucked the cleaned poisoned dart back into her sleeve, her expression extremely grave.

"Do you really think that I am the leader of the Netherworld God Cult?"

"Would someone get so angry over a run-down clinic across the street stealing their business that they'd personally come out in the middle of the night to carry out an assassination?"

Su Zhen and Su Yaoyao exchanged a glance, and both of them were stunned for a moment.

Isn't that right? He seemed quite angry just now.

Looking into the clear yet foolish eyes of the father and daughter, Ye Honglian laughed in exasperation and gritted her teeth as she revealed the truth.

"I didn't come out tonight to kill you."

"It's not just a scout mission, but a way to break through!"

"The high priest of the Netherworld Cult, that traitorous old bastard, has long harbored rebellious intentions."

"He secretly allied with the regent of the Great Yan Kingdom, attempting to rebel and usurp the throne in the Great Yan court."

"And the first step in their rebellion plan was to get rid of me, the cult leader."

"Completely swallow up the immense wealth and all the power that my Netherworld God Cult has accumulated over many years!"

Ye Honglian's words were like a heavy hammer blow, shattering the awkward atmosphere that had just eased in the backyard.

Su Zhen frowned, his perception spreading outwards infinitely.

Sure enough, a strong, pungent smell of rust and blood had filled the air.

That's the chilling, murderous aura that only a large, heavily armored army could exude when gathered together!

Ye Honglian took a deep breath, and a resolute, bitter smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"While you were throwing that damn flashbang, the High Priest had already launched an internal rebellion."

"That old bastard is extremely vicious; he not only cut off all the secret passages in the main altar."

"They also blocked all escape routes with massive boulders weighing tens of thousands of kilograms."

"Now, the entire headquarters of the Netherworld Cult has become an impenetrable dead end."

"And outside the main altar..."

Ye Honglian turned her head and pointed to the street outside the Science and Immortal Cultivation Hall, and to the night sky of the capital of the Great Yan Kingdom.

"The Regent's army of 100,000 is already at the city gates!"

"Not only have they surrounded the main altar of the Divine Cult, but half of Yanjing City is now completely besieged by the heavily armored army of the Great Yan Kingdom!"

It was as if to confirm Ye Honglian's words.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of deep, rhythmic footsteps came simultaneously from all directions of the street.

The earth began to tremble slightly, and the teacups on the table made an uneasy clinking sound.

Through the crack in the open back door of the clinic, one could see that the night sky outside was already ablaze with lights.

Thousands upon thousands of blazing torches illuminated half the sky above the capital of the Great Yan Kingdom as if it were daytime.

The sounds of warhorses neighing, heavy armor clanging, and weapons rubbing as they were drawn from their sheaths.

It coalesced into a suffocating wave of deathly sound, crashing down like a tidal wave.

One hundred thousand troops!

In this era, what kind of terrifying concept is a 100,000 fully armed, elite regular troops?

That was an iron torrent capable of crushing any martial arts master!

Even a legendary Grandmaster at the peak would be no match for such an overwhelming human wave tactic.

Ultimately, their internal energy will be completely depleted, and they will be hacked into a pile of minced meat.

Ye Honglian stared intently at the towering flames outside, her fists clenched so tightly that her nails dug deep into the flesh of her palms.

Blood dripped from between her fingers, but she was completely unaware.

"Tonight, they will not only destroy the Netherworld Cult."

"They're even planning to take my head, and the lives of thousands of members of the entire cult."

"Let's pay homage to their filthy banner of rebellion!"

This is a premeditated dead end, a battlefield where there is no chance of survival.

Ye Honglian turned her head and looked at Su Zhen and Su Yaoyao with complicated emotions.

"Su Zhen, I don't care how advanced your martial arts have become."

"Those are 100,000 armored soldiers outside, not 100,000 pigs to be slaughtered at will!"

"I will use the sect leader's secret technique to forcibly tear a bloody path through the East Gate in a moment."

"Don't worry about anything else, just take this girl with you and use your fastest light-foot technique."

"Get the hell out of the Great Yan Kingdom and back to your Great Yuan Kingdom!"

This was Ye Honglian's final decision as a mother in a desperate situation.

She could die here, sharing the fate of the religion she founded.

But she absolutely could not bear to watch her own daughter be buried here with her.

However, her tragic and resolute dying wish did not bring about the separation of life and death she had imagined.

An eerie silence fell once again in the backyard of the Science Cultivation Hall.

Ye Honglian stared in astonishment at the father and daughter before her.

Just moments ago, Su Zhen had been grinning like a pervert.

At this moment, he slowly lowered his head, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully to the deafening footsteps of the army outside.

Instead of panicking, he prepared to flee with his daughter.

Instead, he excitedly twisted his neck, making a "crackling" sound as his bones popped.

Su Zhen clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and a bloodthirsty light, even more fervent than before, rekindled in his eyes.

"An army of 100,000? What a grand display."

"The bones have been rusting for so many days, and there's not even a single person who can fight back."

"Tonight, I've finally encountered a grand occasion that allows me to stretch my muscles properly."

A chilling, bloodthirsty smirk slowly crept onto Su Zhen's lips.

And standing next to her was eight-year-old Su Yaoyao.

Her reaction was a hundred times more outrageous than that of her crazy father!

Su Yaoyao's clear, big eyes turned into two glowing green light bulbs!

The gleam of an intense desire for the spoils of wealth!

The little girl didn't care about whether it was a dead end or not.

She shoved the cup of hot milk in her hand into Su Zhen's hands.

He reached into his personal storage space with his hand behind his back.

He swiftly and decisively pulled out the two high-explosive grenades that he had just put away because he thought they were in the way!

In Su Yaoyao's eyes.

Those 100,000 people outside are not some kind of death god.

That's clearly a walking experience pack of 100,000!

It consists of 100,000 sets of fine iron armor and 100,000 high-quality spears and bows!

These are the finest raw materials she uses to smelt and manufacture heavy firearms on an assembly line within the space!

How much silver would that save on buying iron ore?

"An army of 100,000? Imagine how much top-tier equipment they'd drop!"

Su Yaoyao's face flushed with excitement, and a trace of greedy drool trickled from the corner of her mouth.

She gripped the grenades in both hands and excitedly bounced around on the spot.

She turned her head and looked at Ye Honglian, who was still in shock and hadn't come to her senses.

On her exquisitely beautiful face, a radiant smile, as fervent as a demon, blossomed.

"Mother, don't make any last arrangements, hurry up and go back to the main altar!"

"Tonight I'll show you just how powerful your own daughter's firepower really is!"