"Enough!"
Her voice was like a tolling bell, booming like thunder, echoing through the rain like a sudden blast, the coldness in her eyes flashing like lightning that pierced the sky, lingering for a long time.
Wary of Jin Qing's strength, both Jin Yu and the two demon gods of the Huang family who were shouting the loudest shut their mouths.
However, the resentment in their eyes only grew.
Jin Qing's golden hair danced wildly as she spoke in a chilling tone, "The person isn't lost, I will find him."
"And what if you can't?"
Jin Qing looked at him with disdain and said indifferently, "If I can't find him, I'll let you do as you please!"
The Wind Demon snorted coldly, "That's what you said. If you can't find him, we'll have a meeting at the Nether Hall. You'll be the sinner of the Demon Abyss, and you can forget about being the High Priest."
Leaving behind those harsh words, the Wind Demon departed in a huff, followed by several other demon gods. Before leaving, they didn't forget to shoot the Small Priest a nasty glare, which Jin Yu returned in kind.
Only the Blue Demon and the Azure Demon gave a symbolic salute to the two sisters before also departing.
Chi Ming was the last to leave, and he deliberately stopped when he passed by Jin Qing's side.
He whispered in her ear in a low voice, "High Priest, you were too hasty."
The High Priest lowered her eyes and remained silent.
Chi Ming said meaningfully, "If you can't find him, the ten thousand years of fortune accumulated by the Demon Abyss will truly be lost because of you."
Jin Qing glanced sideways, looking directly into Chi Ming's eyes, and asked back, "Uncle Ming, do you also think he's really dead?"
Chi Ming pondered for a moment before giving an indirect answer, "At the very least... it's true that he's gone."
Jin Qing took a deep breath and said meaningfully, "He's a demon, he can't run away, no one can run away."
Chi Ming took a long look at her, but ultimately didn't respond and walked away.
Tonight, the Demon Abyss was in chaos, not just the outer city, but the inner city was even more so.
Chi Ming felt regret and was thus anxious and uneasy, yet it was also within expectations. Regardless of whether Bai Mang could be found or whether he could learn the nether fire, the Demon Abyss was destined to be restless.
Four years ago, he knew that the Demon Abyss would face an unprecedented upheaval.
Bai Mang's appearance only affected the timing and intensified the conflicts.
From the moment Jin Qing wanted to open the Nether Gate, he knew she was too hasty, and as the leader of the Demon Abyss, haste would inevitably lead to chaos.
In fact, Chi Ming had always believed that the calamity for the demon race in Jin Qing's prophecy didn't stem from threats outside the Demon Abyss at all, but rather from within.
The root cause was Jin Qing herself.
Previously, he had always opposed opening the Nether Gate, but he had also tried his best to exercise restraint, fearing the escalation of conflict. Even when his daughter was kidnapped and he was betrayed, he chose to endure.
Even though he knew the truth, that it was the Small Priest's doing, he hadn't said a word and pretended not to know.
Perhaps it was because he was old, so he was truly confused.
Or perhaps it was because he had lived for so long that he was more afraid of death, he couldn't say for sure.
Whether Bai Mang's appearance was a coincidence or a matter of fate, Chi Ming couldn't explain.
However, he didn't deny that Bai Mang's appearance gave him a glimmer of hope, however faint it might be.
If not for today's incident, Bai Mang could have smoothly integrated into the Nether Capital. With his and the High Priest's support, he could have become a prestigious demon and translated all the primordial demon arts in the Demon Dao Pavilion.
For the demon race to cultivate, given time, even if the Demon Abyss truly encountered a calamity, it would have enough foundation to resolve the crisis.
But Jin Qing was too hasty.
Thus, it backfired.
Nether fire?
Demon Lord?
Pulling the heavenly demon race down from their pedestal and reviving the demon race... he understood all of this. Not only did he understand, but the other demon gods understood as well. It was easy to say, but how difficult would it be to achieve?
A reform was a bloodbath.
Ultimately, from his perspective, Jin Qing's choice would be a disaster for the Demon Abyss.
Even if her intentions were good, how could the results possibly go as she wished?
"Sigh!"
On his way back, he let out a long sigh and muttered to himself, "Perhaps, you really shouldn't be the High Priest anymore..."
On the other side.
At the place where Xu Xian was thrown down, in the blink of an eye, only the two sisters, Jin Qing and Jin Yu, remained standing forlornly in the rain.
The atmosphere was filled with sorrow.
Jin Yu complained as usual, "Sister, they've gone too far. All these years, you've worked your heart out for the Demon Abyss, never resting for a moment. Yet they treat you like that. Hmph... in my opinion, it would be fine if a Demon Abyss like this were destroyed."
"Is it really that bad? Hasn't it always been like this?" Jin Qing said.
"But at least before, they would never speak to you like that, Sister."
"Heh..." Jin Qing chuckled, finding her sister to be as naive as ever.
She said slowly, "They're just speaking their minds. Whether they say it or not doesn't really matter."
"I just feel it's not worth it for you, Sister."
Jin Qing smiled gently, "Alright, stop complaining. This time, it was indeed my mistake."
Jin Yu was puzzled and wanted to ask where she went wrong.
Jin Qing, however, was one step ahead of her, looking at the vast nether water and blaming herself, "I still underestimated that child."
Jin Yu was still dazed, but she also heard the implication in her sister's words and asked tentatively, "Is he... really still alive?"
Jin Qing narrowed her eyes and said decisively, "At least he wouldn't die like this."
Jin Yu didn't argue, her throat moving as she asked weakly, "But where could he have gone?"
Jin Qing remained silent, for she also wanted to know the answer.
Jin Yu guessed in a small voice, "Could it be that the mysterious person who used the sword took him away?"
Just as she finished speaking, she dismissed the idea herself, "Impossible, I didn't sense anything. It's impossible for anyone to do all this silently right in front of me."
Jin Qing didn't respond, but only instructed, "Stay here and keep watch."
"Huh?"
Jin Qing continued, "I'll have the Golden Demon Dragon King come over to help you."
Jin Yu hesitated to speak, but ultimately swallowed her questions.
After all, she was the one who threw him down, so she couldn't escape responsibility for this matter. She simply asked:
"Then what about you? Where are you going?"
Jin Qing slowly turned her head, looking toward the direction of the Nether Capital behind her, and said softly, "I need to go back. There are some things I need to confirm personally."
Jin Yu didn't ask further and nodded heavily, "Understood, Sister, leave this place to me."
Jin Qing nodded and flew off with the wind, appearing from the void and vanishing into the rain. In less than the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, she had already returned to the Nether Capital.
Without any disguise, she appeared on the streets outside the outer city with her golden hair flowing, ignoring the reactions of the mortal demons around her.
Whether it was gasps of surprise, bowing in worship, shouting, or commotion...
She turned a ear and a blind eye to it all, squatting down and gently brushing away the soaked, rotting leaves in the corner of the ground.
A luster converged in the depths of her eyes, performing some indescribable brilliance.
However, her slender brows inadvertently furrowed.
"I knew it!"
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