The rectangular passageway had walls inlaid with various eccentric demonic lamps, entwined in a two-by-two embrace.
Their postures exuded seductiveness, and the flames burning in their heads illuminated the path ahead.
Tap, tap, tap!
Sun Yan and Roken descended all the way down, the passageway extremely silent, with only the sound of their footsteps audible.
"Do you think we stand a chance against Asmodeus? That's a Demon God. The Jon Clan has worshipped it for centuries, and even a mere avatar might be too much for us to handle."
Feeling bored, Roken couldn't help but ask Sun Yan.
Sun Yan shrugged, "We can only try. I'm unsure, but dealing with Asmodeus is preferable to facing those bodyguards with guns around Jon."
"Sigh, I never thought that the appearance of an Enchanting Demon in New York City would have such a complex background. That Jon Clan is not simple,
they arrived in North America even before the American Civil War or the founding of America, making them one of the oldest families in North America,
and one of the giants behind the America Republican Party, with connections and influence beyond our imagination. I guess even the Freemasonry is within Jon's network,
I even thought about bringing Moore Hagen to protect us, but it seems ineffective now." Roken sighed helplessly.
Moore Hagen might be a well-known pharmaceutical giant in New York City, but compared to a behemoth like the Jon Clan with their deep roots, he is still far behind.
Even knowing the Enchanting Demon that killed his son is connected to the Jon Clan, Moore Hagen probably wouldn't dare to do anything outrageous.
In America, true power is held by those hidden behind the scenes in great families.
"Ah!!!"
A shrill scream echoed from the end of the passageway. When Sun Yan and Roken followed the sound,
they were instantly left stunned by the sight before them.
Beneath the beach nightclub was a secret prison, with densely packed iron bars lining both sides of the aisle.
Inside were men, emaciated to the point of resembling mummies, despite their skin clinging to their bones, they clung to life.
Grasping the bars, they continuously shouted out.
This place was like a wailing pit of grievances, its chilling aura enough to make one break out in a cold sweat just by listening.
Upon witnessing Sun Yan and Roken's appearance, the men trapped within the iron bars immediately reached out in excitement, begging for help: "Save me! Take me away from here, I can give you money, a lot of money!"
Every iron cell held men of unknown identity, some lying on the ground on their last breath, lacking the strength even to move a finger.
Some fared slightly better, able to crawl slowly on the ground.
Yet in Sun Yan's Celestial Eye, these individuals' primordial energy was severely depleted, even damaging their core.
They were beyond saving, with not long to live.
"Someone imprisoned them here for the Enchanting Demon to extract life force, it's truly cruel."
Sun Yan gazed into the hopeless, vacant eyes within the iron cells, able to imagine the torment they had endured before.
"Stop looking, let's go. Mr. Qiao En would never let us save them. Once these men are released, each one would bring disgrace to the Jon Clan."
Roken withdrew his gaze and continued moving forward.
Passing through the prison area, they entered a hall emitting green light everywhere, with the ceiling adorned by cocoon-like giant sacs.
Each giant sac was taller than an individual, and they numbered in the hundreds.
Upon closer inspection, Sun Yan was shocked to discover that the giant sacs were suspended mid-air because
the ceiling was embedded with pale-faced, corpse-like women, their bodies forming a spread-eagle shape.
They wore no clothing, their backs affixed to the ceiling.
Each woman's abdomen was slit open, with organs spilling out like heaps of nourishment.
The giant sacs sprouted from the bellies of these long-deceased women.
"This is simply a breeding ground. The Jon Clan is too insane. What exactly are they trying to do?" Sun Yan exclaimed in shock, utterly astonished.
"I'm starting to get a bad feeling." Roken couldn't help but swallow and said nervously.
Even as a long-time exorcist, he had never witnessed such a bizarre scene.
Having been worshipped by the Jon Clan for so many years, with Asmodeus hatching numerous Enchanting Demons, how powerful would they be?
Suddenly!
"Screech!"
A giant sac behind Sun Yan ruptured abruptly.
With the green liquid splattering, a grotesque creature crawled out, extending clawed hands rapidly toward Sun Yan's back.
"Watch out!" Roken exclaimed urgently.
Upon hearing the commotion, Sun Yan swung his axe backward instantly.
The Golden Halberd cleaved into the creature's head, creating a crack in its skull.
"Screech!"
The creature fell in pain, covered in slime, wriggling and struggling on the ground, emitting sharp screeches that pierced the ears.
Bang!
Roken fired directly, delivering a fatal shot to its head.
It was then that Sun Yan got a good look at the creature, a humanoid demon with hooves for feet, claws for hands, and covered in black fur.
"It's a Cambyon." Sun Yan said gravely.
A Cambyon, a half-human, half-demon born from an Enchanting Demon and a human woman. Once mature, they possess supernatural power, killing humans as easily as animals.
The giant sacs in the hall incubating Cambyon were evidently not the first batch.
This means the Jon Clan has been secretly breeding unknown numbers of Cambyon for years.
What their goal is, what they intend to do, just the thought of it sent chills down one's spine.
What concerned Sun Yan and Roken more at this moment was that they might have stumbled into a nest containing many Cambyon.
If confronted by too many Cambyon, they might both die here tonight.
Then neither Sosia nor Elise would even be able to find Sun Yan's body.
"How did you control the rats earlier? Can you make them help us find another exit here?" Sun Yan asked.
Continuing forward might expose them to an undetermined number of Cambyon, not to mention the presence of Asmodeus here.
Even Sun Yan couldn't help but feel a little daunted, avoiding a direct fight with those damned demons being the best outcome.
"It's a kind of witchcraft I learned in Europe, I was already summoning them, but this place is too deep for them to hear me."
Roken took out a short bone flute and blew a few notes, finally shaking his head disappointedly.
"Shit, this is a huge mess. I knew that 500,000 US dollars wouldn't be easy to earn." Sun Yan couldn't help but curse.
Originally, he thought he was just in New York City hunting an Enchanting Demon, not expecting to directly stir up a demon's nest.
Now trapped in a place where calling for help is futile.
To survive, they could only rely on the Mountain-Opening Fierce General and General Sun, the two Evil Gods.
Suddenly! Suddenly!
Just as Sun Yan finished speaking, the surrounding giant sacs began to rupture one by one.
A flock of Cambyon emerged from the sacs, like beasts scenting blood.
They opened their maw filled with sharp teeth toward Sun Yan and Roken, letting out chilling roars.