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

The people of the Supreme Sect guessed correctly; the evil forces truly wanted to capture the leader first.

Or rather, it's not about capturing the king, it's about killing the king.

They split into two groups: one to help King Sejong, and the other to help the leaders of various sects.

Before the two groups could completely separate, a deafening explosion was heard.

The enormous roar and aftershocks caused everyone moving at high speed to instinctively use their spiritual power to create protective shields, but they were still blasted away by the aftershocks.

Everyone quickly retreated, shaking off the impact of the aftershocks.

"Oh no! It's the sect leader's fortress!" Yan Qing shouted.

Everyone's hearts tightened. It was clear to the naked eye that the other fortresses were trapped by the Great Demon's domain or formations, and almost no one heard this explosion.

Lin Duwei, Wei Zhi, and Hou Cang, who had the highest cultivation levels, were the first to rush forward.

The thick, heavy smoke was darker than the sky, and within the remaining smoke, blood gleamed in the air.

Those who had originally rushed towards Jishizong also turned back.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Du's calm, almost inhuman tone echoed in the darkness.

"Mo Lin and Yan Qing, you take men to protect Jishizong and proceed according to the original plan."

Chu Guanmeng landed on Ni Jinxuan's shoulder, "Let's go, let's go."

The fortress was in complete disarray after the explosion. Lin Du leaped onto the damaged front line and wiped out all the demons that had just climbed up.

The power of ice and snow easily froze and shattered those demons.

She lowered her head, her divine sense spreading out to quickly assess the extent of the damage to the battle line, and took out array stones to repair it.

Jiang Liang and the others rushed into the exploded fortress, trying to find survivors.

Ju Yuan, however, didn't stand on ceremony and shouted loudly, "Senior Sister!! Sect Leader!!! Senior Sister!!"

After passing through layers of demons and ruins, and as the thick fog and smoke dissipated, a golden light slowly appeared before everyone.

"What are you howling about?" A female voice came from within the golden light.

Ju Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Senior Sister, you're still alive!"

Feng Chao's voice was even calmer, "Do you think we sect leaders are just there for nothing?"

A very weak voice cried out, "Ah! Someone's here! Please save me! I'm really no good as the sect leader. I'm too old to handle this."

Feng Chao: ...Why don't you remove the big pot that's being placed in front of everyone before you speak?

The fat old man from the Tongtian Sect cautiously peeked out from beside the pot, "Ah, the people from the Supreme Sect have arrived!"

Cang Li's gaze fell on the pot. "Your pot..."

It looks like it's of a high grade and made of rare materials; no wonder it could withstand such a huge explosion.

The fat old man tried to put the pot away, but another demon jumped up. He shook his hand and put the pot down again, completely blocking everyone inside.

Cang Li: ...

In any case, at least everyone is alright, and there were almost no casualties.

The fat old man's elbow was a bit strained from holding the pot.

After Lin Du finished repairing the battle line, the senior brothers and sisters following behind him had also finished sweeping away the evil spirits. Only when they met Feng Chao did they learn what had just happened.

The demons found their way to the fortress that was the command center, so they didn't linger in battle. Instead, they sealed off the fortress and then deployed poisonous fog and a giant explosive array, hoping to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

The leader of the Jishi Sect immediately produced a top-grade anti-poison pill and made everyone take it. Several leaders of the demon race sensed the impending explosion. When the bird clan chief tried to throw out his spiritual treasures, he realized that they had mostly been given to his son who was fighting on the other side. At the critical moment, the leader of the Tongtian Sect pulled out a big pot, and everyone was spared from disaster.

It's both incredibly dramatic and incredibly straightforward.

Lin Du was amazed, then thought of something else: "There must be an inside man among us, otherwise this fortress shouldn't have been discovered."

The scouting demons couldn't have located the two fortresses so precisely, and only launched a direct attack on those two fortresses. The other fortresses, which were more numerous and powerful, were only held back with their domains, and there was no intention to kill them so decisively.

"That's troublesome." Feng Chao frowned slightly. "What do you all think?"

Lin Du's gaze fell on the pot. "I have a preliminary idea."

All eyes turned to the pot that was just being put away. Suddenly, the Tongtian Sect Leader's wrist began to throb again. "Ah?"

On the other side, at the fortress where the Jishi Sect was located, when everyone arrived, they found the ground damp and filled with the strong smell of herbs. A group of Jishi Sect disciples were on the fortress, each holding a large basin, frantically splashing medicinal powder and liquid down. Countless demons bared their teeth, but none of them dared to go up.

Yan Qing: ...

"Who did Junior Uncle send us to rescue again?"

"You know what, it's true, you can't fight the people from the Jishi Sect, but they can attack with potions!" Yuan Ye silently used his spiritual power to create a shield.

The more nervous the group was before they arrived, the more relaxed they became after they understood the situation.

It wasn't just the potion attacks; dozens of people were also killing enemies with their bare hands. Their punches were like thunderclaps, and their kicks even produced obvious bursts of spiritual energy.

"The Jishi Sect... seems... not very..." Yan Qing pondered the words, "fragile."

"No wonder almost no patients in the Jishi Sect dare to cause trouble." Yuan Ye crossed his arms and exclaimed in amazement.

"Hey! That's... Yan Qing?! Is he a fellow Daoist from the Supreme Sect???" a female voice rang out, "Don't just stand there! Help!!"

Yan Qing paused for a moment, the name sounded familiar, Du Shao of the Jishi Sect?

Yuan Ye lowered his head. "We really need to help. The explosion array is still there, but the medicinal liquid they poured down suppressed the demonic energy, preventing the array from triggering. We can't waste the medicinal materials; it's urgent to dismantle it quickly."

Ni Jinxuan asked softly, "You know how to take it apart?"

Yuan Ye shook his head. "I can't."

Chu Guanmeng turned to Wei Zhi and shouted, "Are you even capable?!"

Wei Zhi stood calmly behind them, nodded upon hearing this, and said, "Okay."

As the Vajra pestles fell, golden light surged forth, instantly engulfing the turbulent demonic energy.

The others drew their weapons in unison the moment the demons surrounded them. Were they kidding us? Were they going to fight them?

The night raid was brought under control without incident. After the last demon fell, Yan Qing received a message from Lin Du, flew upstairs, glanced around, and found Du Shao.

"Fellow Daoist Du."

Du Shao was taken aback. What did Yan Qing want with her? Could it be that she had offended him by shouting loudly in her haste?

Yan Qing led her aside, asked for a large bag of medicine, thanked her, and turned to leave.

"Senior Sister Du, that's a weapon-refining master from the Supreme Sect, right? Why did he just take some medicine from you and leave?"

Du Shao turned around and said with a casual smile, "Their sect was short of a few simple medicinal herbs, so I gave them to them."

Yan Qing flew all the way to the fortress where they were.

Lin Du has already brought the fat old man from the Tongtian Sect back. He has set up a big pot, and the steam from the hot soup is so fragrant that even those who can fast want a bowl.

The fat old man grumbled, "You, you made me make soup, fine, but why did you have to drag me back here?"

Lin Du glanced at Yan Qing. "Has the medicine arrived?"

Yan Qing pulled out a medicine packet bigger than a person's head. "Hmm!"

Fatty was stunned for a moment, then watched as Lin Du lifted the lid of the pot and was about to pour the contents in.

He belatedly realized, "You called me back? To brew poison? To poison those traitors who colluded with the demons?"

"Could you please let me have a sip after you finish cooking? I haven't finished cooking it yet."

Lin Du shook his head, "Don't worry, it's not poisonous. You can still drink it even if it's poisoned."

Fatty didn't believe him. "You clearly don't have anything good in mind!"

Yan Qing's lips twitched, Chu Guanmeng laughed wildly, and Lin Du explained seriously, "Really, they are all herbs that exorcise demonic energy, don't worry."

The fat old man took a careful look. Although he didn't know what the combined effects would be, it was indeed not poisonous and the medicinal properties did not conflict.

He muttered to himself, "There are so many of them, once they're down there, we won't even be able to stir them up!"

Lin Du smiled and said, "Can't your pot be enlarged? If there's too much medicine, add water; if there's too much water, add more medicine. Anyway, you have to boil everything down, and it has to not have a medicinal taste. I know your skills; I'm sure you can do it."

The fat old man was yelling that he was forcing people to do something they couldn't, but he was forced to boil soup to remove the medicinal taste under the gaze of these high-level cultivators.