The stone house was already in chaos. Most of the soldiers on the second floor were gathering, reportedly to quell unrest, while a smaller portion fled to the first floor.
Therefore, no one noticed Shui Han inside the stone house!
Shui Han continued to twitch all over, enduring the torment.
With trembling hands, she opened Zhou Kuangcheng's storage bag. As expected, she found Sparrow Fragment Spirit Stones inside, and not just one.
But she hesitated.
This was the antidote, and also the poison, a poison that made one sink into endless indulgence!
If she were to detoxify now, her mind and body would be enslaved by it for the rest of her life, driven by it. That would be a wicked existence!
How could such a vicious and malevolent spirit stone exist in this world?
She had underestimated the wickedness of the Demon Realm.
With her current cultivation, she was utterly incapable of walking in the Demon Realm, and yet she tried to prevent the Demon King's emergence. Was that not wishful thinking?
She fell into despair!
To completely eradicate the increasingly evil and filthy seeds born within her, she decided to end herself! To end this soon-to-be foul-smelling husk!
Enduring the torment throughout her body, she crawled out of the stone house and continued to crawl towards the edge of the deep pit.
As long as she didn't channel spiritual energy, jumping into the deep pit would completely end it all!
Yang Hu Kuangcheng finally gathered all the demon guards in the mining area. He had actually waited deliberately.
He wanted to see who was causing the disturbance.
It was clear now!
Those people had brazenly stood in the middle of the deep pit.
He felt it was time to deploy troops, and once deployed, it would be a precise strike.
He waved his hand, "All troops advance!"
Then, myriad beams of light, like locusts, swarmed across the sky, obscuring the sun, and pounced towards the group in the middle of the deep pit.
First, scattered dots, then gradually forming a cohesive mass.
Niu Jiye and the others were fully engrossed in their persuasive efforts when suddenly dark clouds covered the sky. Looking up, they saw a divine light sweeping across the heavens.
Accompanying the light were continuous booming explosions, like divine thunder from the nine heavens descending from thousands of feet high.
Raging torrents surged ahead, blowing everyone askew, some losing their footing and falling into the depths of the abyss.
In the confined space, the air rapidly heated up, and fiery sparks flashed into existence, gradually descending along the edges of the deep pit.
Seeing the ranks in disarray, Niu Jiye shouted, "Don't panic, don't retreat! Everyone, put forth your strength together and counterattack. We can win."
The situation was indeed dire. If they retreated now, the soldiers above, forming a unified force, would descend like a heavy fist from the sky, inevitably crushing these people into meat paste.
Under Niu Jiye's leadership, they all attacked together.
Their attacks were first scattered dots, then they formed a cohesive mass.
Beams of light flashed, in various colors.
However, at this moment, no one had the mood to appreciate the scenery; they were all fully engaged in dealing with the opponent's divine abilities.
There were still explosions echoing through the sky, still beautiful flashes of light.
But in comparison, the tide of people descending from above was much thicker, much fiercer, and the sounds were even more earth-shattering.
Visibly, the divine abilities and techniques emitted by the miners below were shattering layer by layer, collapsing layer by layer.
The pressure faced by the miners grew increasingly intense.
Eventually, it was as if the entire world was collapsing, pressing down irresistibly.
The miners' divine abilities were rapidly dismantled.
The divine light in front of them grew fainter and fainter.
The splendor descending from above grew more intense, the attacking power continuously encroaching, making them feel as if they would be shattered to pieces in the next moment.
Many had already let out cries of despair.
Just then, a red light shot up into the sky.
Like fireworks, from bottom to top, carrying endless defiance and endless brilliance, it pierced straight into the clouds.
Against the colorful divine light descending from above, the red light appeared thin and fragile, as if it would shatter at a touch.
However, the next moment, a deafening roar was heard.
The red light plunged into that splendor.
That mass of colorful divine light, starting from the center, began to decay in all directions.
The red light rapidly spread, quickly engulfing those scattered dots.
Many scattered dots were instantly dissolved, while countless black specks broke through from within, falling from above like fragments.
They landed at the very bottom of the deep pit, turning into pieces of charcoal.
Some of the charcoal was still burning, tearing through space, passing by Niu Jiye and the others. Niu Jiye and the others dodged left and right, fearing they would be hit.
From the moment the endless splendor descended with a roar to the red light shooting into the sky, and then the divine light techniques above crumbling for thousands of miles, it was all a matter of an instant.
Niu Jiye and the others still had lingering fears. They thought they were doomed, but in a flash, the situation changed, and the victory was reversed.
They knew that a force from the very bottom had changed the outcome.
Niu Jiye had a rough idea who it was.
It was Ye Zhixun who had saved everyone!
Or rather, it was Mr. Mo who had saved him!
Above, countless soldiers were originally lined up to descend. With the front line suffering a devastating blow, the rear began to scatter.
Those soldiers fled in disarray, scattered and disorganized.
Even more miners, their powers awakening, were chasing and striking them.
Many overseers had their whips snatched away by the miners.
The suppressed emotions of the miners erupted, like a volcano buried deep underground, after countless years of silence and forbearance, finally erupting with a roar at a certain moment.
Many overseers were forced to dig.
Whether they dug well or not, they were whipped.
Ye Zhixun stood in the middle of the deep pit, sweeping his gaze around with imposing grandeur, disdainful of taking further action against these people.
His clothes were still tattered, his hair still disheveled, but the aura emanating from him was as dazzling as starlight.
In the previous moment, his eyes were lost, vacant, like a stagnant pool, but now his sharp gaze swept across the surroundings, each glance capable of causing mountains to collapse and the winds and clouds to change.
At this moment, another figure slowly rose from the depths of the divine pit, gradually approaching Ye Zhixun.
He was wearing overseer attire. People's eyes widened in fury, about to attack him en masse.
Then, others stepped forward to stop them, saying, "It's Mr. Mo!"
Mo Qi slowly shed his overseer attire and removed his mask, revealing a fair and clean face.
People stood in solemn silence, their gazes filled with gratitude, excitement, and emotion.
Niu Jiye was a bit bewildered: Is this Mr. Mo or Young Master Mo?
Mo Qi looked around at everyone and said slowly in his slightly magnetic voice, "Everyone, I believe you have all witnessed the power of our antidote. It truly cures all ailments. Today, we have avenged our humiliation. Today, we shatter the heavy shackles that have bound us, and from now on, we will hold our heads high and live as new people. However, besides us, there are still tens of thousands of people suffering from the Sparrow Fragment Spirit Stones, still enduring torment in the abyss of pain. If anyone is willing to join me in acting on behalf of heaven, to save those who are still struggling in dire straits, please stand by my side."
Cheers erupted, applause thundered, people's blood boiled, and their emotions soared!
People seemed to realize that a new order in the Demon Realm was about to be born!
Perhaps the charge out of the Demon Realm to attack the Lingxiao Palace would begin from here.
Countless people slowly moved from all directions towards the center.
Yin Zhi, among the crowd, was utterly shocked by this scene!
He had thought he had fled, but he never expected him to have been here all along, never leaving.
He always worked silently, stirring up waves in his own way, until they became a surging tide!
Every time he appeared, it was silent and unnoticed, but in the end, it was earth-shattering, earning him great admiration.
Amidst that chaos, a beautiful figure descended from the sky!
Not gracefully descending, but falling in a straight line!
Wanting to offer support, was there really no need to resort to such a drastic method?
Mo Qi immediately realized it wasn't support, but suicide!
Or perhaps the poison had taken effect, and she couldn't control herself!
Yes, this was not the time to relax; countless people still needed their poison cured!
The road ahead is long... walk slowly!
He immediately soared into the air, channeling all his spiritual energy, and embraced the delicate body within his arms.
His body spun and descended, dissipating the immense impact force from the fall.
The woman was still twitching violently, her hair disheveled, her face unclear for the moment.
But it was indeed the poison acting up!