The entire sect is obsessed with love, but I'm the only one who's truly insane.

In the far north of Zhongzhou, the spiritual energy is pure, but due to the harsh environment and extremely cold temperature, it is difficult to absorb, so it is rarely visited by people, with only scattered tribes and the demonic beasts that are born here.

But at this moment, the icy land was polluted and turned black, like a piece of mineral crystal that had been cut open, revealing dirt and cracks in the crystal, greatly reducing its value and making it worthless.

Now, all the creatures hidden in the snow have vanished, and only a few beams of light have cleaved through the gloomy sky.

"I told you that seeing that patch of darkness meant trouble. So much of the iceberg has melted; it must be an ominous sign! You didn't believe me!" Yuan Ye shouted as he manipulated the puppet to crush the demon.

"Nonsense! Don't you know why we're here on patrol?" Ni Jinxuan cracked her whip rapidly and shouted just as loudly.

Yan Qing broke down. "When I looked at them, these demonic humanoids weren't too bad-looking, they were just ordinary-looking. I knew we were in trouble."

Hou Cang's ears hurt from the noise. He had come to the North to find a quiet place where no one was around, so he could avoid dealing with people. But how could these three kids make such a racket, like a hundred people?

This is killing the enemy, this is the battlefield, and they're all making a racket like they're playing house.

"Can you all be quiet? Put down your arguing, calm down and think things through. Learn from your junior uncle and use your brains!"

Three years have passed, a full three years, and Hou Cang still can't get used to the noise these people make. He used to remain calm even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, but now he looks worried and his brows are furrowed.

Raising children really does make you age prematurely.

"We use our brains by arguing! The three of us are as good as a junior master!" Yuan Ye replied.

"Yeah, yeah! What we mean is, something's not right with these demons. They're organized and disciplined now, could they even have a leader?" Ni Jinxuan said, whipping down one demon at a time, chattering on and on.

The group chattered away, but they didn't forget the main point.

Just after Ni Jinxuan said that, a black figure descended from the sky. As soon as he landed, all the demons bowed their heads and knelt on the ground. The encirclement that was fighting the four people also retreated like a tide.

Like a boulder thrown into a shallow pit, it forcefully creates a vacuum zone in the middle.

The man hadn't even looked up, but his tall figure and the oppressive aura emanating from him inexplicably reminded all three people present of the same person.

But is that thing really that lucky? Didn't it already return to the Demon Realm in disgrace, only to find that the Demon Lord's position had changed hands and that it was being hunted down everywhere, constantly on the run?

Yuan Ye blurted out, "Look! The legendary multicolored black!"

Ni Jinxuan sincerely commented, "It's like a big-headed fly that Master gave to my senior brother and me to practice our accuracy."

Hou Cang looked at the person in front of him, who was wearing a black robe embroidered with gold and inlaid with colorful gemstones. He originally wanted to put on the aura of a high-level righteous cultivator, but after hearing these two sentences of conversation, he turned his gaze away. The corners of his lips, which were usually flat, couldn't help but turn up slightly.

It really does look like it.

The next instant, the man in black raised his face, and the mask on his face shone brightly amidst the heavy weight of the approaching army.

Yan Qing asked, "Is it a tradition that all demons can't go out without wearing a mask? Or is it just a personal quirk?"

This concerns the bias in writing biographies, and this cannot be wrong.

Yuan Ye tried to persuade him, "Go ask it."

Their series of reactions were seen by the man in black as the sly smiles of a petty person who had just glanced at him.

The Supreme Sect has always been like this, always joking and never serious. I never expected that Hou Cang, who has always been a lone wolf, would be like this.

"Senior sister, how have you been?" the person spoke slowly, their tone somber. "I crawled out of hell to find you. Aren't you happy?"

As he spoke, the wind and clouds surged between heaven and earth, instantly changing color to the dark, scarlet sky of the demon realm.

The dark clouds in the sky contracted rapidly, and in the swirling winds, they formed a sinful eye stained with blood, hanging from above their heads, coldly watching their movements.

Beneath the vortex, which resembled the eye of sin, the chilling spiritual energy in the air was instantly drained away.

Hou Cang's brows furrowed; this thing had actually become stronger.

Yuan Ye gasped, then turned and gagged. "Sorry, I just... ugh, it's a little sore in my throat?"

Yan Qing suddenly understood, "I know that line well! In the storybook my junior uncle gave me, the female lead, upon hearing that he crawled out of hell, immediately threw out two talismans, sending his soul to its demise."

"Didn't Junior Uncle say that you shouldn't try to pull someone who's crawled out of the mud up? You'll only get dragged down into the mud yourself. Junior Sister, you haven't forgotten, have you?" Yuan Ye glanced at Ni Jinxuan.

Is this because he realized that being humble and subservient wasn't working, so he switched to a darker, more charismatic, arrogant, domineering, and domineering style?

Ni Jinxuan raised the whip. "No need for talismans, I'll use the Illusion-Breaking Whip, that will do!"

Today she's determined to smash this man into the ground!

Hou Cang finally spoke, "Didn't you realize that he's here to send us to hell?"

The strength of this person was clearly beyond what those three brats could withstand.

Hou Cang was a little worried. He had heard that his fellow disciples had borrowed the power of Heaven to beat him half to death, but this man seemed to be full of energy and in good health today.

He's still not very bright. He comes up and threatens the youngest child. What kind of skill is that?

Qianyu coldly glanced at the four people in front of him. "Not everyone is here, but it doesn't matter."

He raised his hand again, "Kill you first, and others will come naturally."

He raised his hand and offered up a few glass beads. He casually scattered them, as if by a god looking down upon the world, scattering fortune and misfortune arbitrarily upon the earth.

It was just a dozen or so marbles that children usually play with, but now it made a terrifyingly crisp sound, and an unprecedentedly empty and deathly silence swept over the four of them.

Yuan Ye was the first to realize, "It's a sonic attack!"

But it wasn't just a sonic attack. It was just something that person casually threw out, yet in an instant, it affected the minds of three cultivators at the Radiant Sun Realm and one at the Formless Realm, leaving them powerless to resist. The marbles kept colliding with each other, and after each collision, they rolled in all directions. The speed seemed slow, but there was a suffocating killing intent pressing towards the four of them.

The invisible force trail left by the marble's trajectory is like spider silk that you accidentally pick up while walking in the forest; you can't see it or grasp it, but you can feel the sticky, fine threads.

Suddenly, the thin thread transformed into a deadly metal wire, lying across a person's vulnerable throat; a mere shift could sever the body from its body.

The four of them paled simultaneously. Hou Cang, relying on his divine sense and intuition, drew his sword and severed the lines of power that were closing in on them. He then spoke, "Get back behind me... Huh?"

Good, they've already run away.

Hou Cang turned around speechlessly, looking at the three brats who had already retreated two miles away.

They were quite self-aware when it mattered.