At that moment, Di Shen lifted his phoenix eyes, extended his long arm, and pulled Ye Lingyue into his embrace.

"Bastard..."

Ye Lingyue’s face showed annoyance, just about to burst into a tirade.

But in the next moment, her annoying little mouth was firmly blocked.

Her voice of reproach grew softer, the faint scent of grass on the man made Ye Lingyue unable to say a word.

She could only mumble softly, as the Qian Cauldron in her hand swiftly turned into a black light and drilled back into her palm.

Bo Qing, witnessing this, stiffened, swallowing a breath and turning his head aside. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

A suffocating sensation accompanied by a familiar scent from the man made Ye Lingyue feel her body gradually warming, and there was focus in her eyes.

She bit down and bit Di Shen, which made the rascal slowly release her lips.

"Di Shen, you perverted beast."

Ye Lingyue spat, glanced at Bo Qing, who was rigid behind Di Shen, and wiped her lips somewhat awkwardly.

Due to Di Shen’s ravaging, her lips were swollen, red as if filled with blood, carrying an indescribable allure.

"Wife, this was all for you, just now, it seemed you were possessed by something."

Di Shen chuckled, not quite done yet, raising his phoenix eyes.

Seeing Ye Lingyue’s appearance like a "tigress", with claws bared, he knew his wife was back.

"It seems I was a bit lost just now, right, where’s Tan Su?"

Only after seeing Tan Su on the ground, disfigured after self-explosion, did Ye Lingyue confirm Tan Su was dead.

Ye Lingyue remembered, when she last confronted Tan Su, she suddenly recalled the scene when she obtained the Little Black Cauldron in the Ye Family Ancestral Hall.

At that time, when her blood touched the Black Cauldron, it thereafter recognized her as its master.

Thinking of this, she slammed her wound against the rock wall, unexpectedly, the blood exposed the secret on the rock wall.

However, she never expected that the secret treasure countless people, including the Old City Lord and the Old Guild Master, had been painstakingly searching for, the so-called Divine Artifact, was actually...

Ye Lingyue looked towards the rock wall, where nothing remained.

Ye Lingyue glanced down at the Qian Cauldron in her palm again, not knowing if it was her illusion, the Qian Cauldron, always only the size of a nail, seemed to have gained something.

Furthermore, with Tan Su dead, her and Di Shen’s spiritual power and Primordial Power were restored.

Beneath their feet, a series of tremors.

"We should leave quickly, it’s unknown if Tan Su’s self-explosion has affected the geological structure of this area, this cave is about to collapse." Bo Qing urgently reminded them.

The events within the cave, Bo Qing took in with his eyes, filled with doubt in his heart.

Just now, he clearly saw that Ling Yue had a black cauldron in her hand.

But just now, that cauldron disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, neither Bo Qing nor Di Shen had the mind to ponder too much.

After Tan Su’s death, the inscriptions on the rock wall were absorbed by Ye Lingyue, causing the entire Qiulin Ruins to collapse.

The three of them, forming a group, swiftly escaped the cave, and just as they set foot outside, the cave collapsed with a roar.

With the cave’s collapse, the entire Qiulin Ruins experienced an incredible earthquake.

The ground quickly sank, trees caught fire, thick smoke billowing up to the sky.

After ascending the cliff, the three soon encountered Qin Xiaochuan and others. Upon learning that Tan Su was dead, everyone hurriedly rescued those still alive from the Jiu Provinces Alliance, who had been imprisoned by Tan Su, including Lord Mu, and escaped the Qiulin Ruins.

"Finally escaped, I never want to come to this damned place again in my next life."

Qin Xiaochuan, upon stepping out of the Qiulin Ruins, recalled the events of the past few days and Tan Su’s actions, feeling both emotional and indignant.

"I fear you won’t have the chance again," Di Shen said.

With a dreadful rumbling sound, the Qiulin Ruins, dozens of miles wide, collapsed entirely like a pit struck by a meteorite.

The notorious Qiulin Ruins, infamous for hundreds of years, henceforth vanished from the sight of the Ancient Nine Provinces’ people.

"Ye Lingyue, you were the last one to see Tan Su. I ask you, what exactly did you find in the Qiulin Ruins? In the name of the Jiu Provinces Alliance, I order you to hand over the secret treasure you obtained in the Qiulin Ruins!"

Struggling desperately out of the peril with the help of Ye Lingyue and others, the first thing Lord Mu did upon escaping was not to express gratitude, but to interrogate Ye Lingyue and the others.

The Jiu Provinces Alliance indeed suffered heavy losses this time.

Leaving aside Lord Mu’s own injuries and finding nothing along the way.

Of the several hundred people she brought, except for the dozen or so who stayed outside the Qiulin Ruins due to falling prey to the "Curse of Calamity," all others who entered became Dead Souls under Tan Su.

In total, only a few dozen people managed to escape.

With such heavy casualties, if unable to present the Divine Artifact, she would surely be punished by Master Chen upon returning.

"Where did this old hag come from? My wife saved your life, and you’re not even grateful. Instead, you dare speak to my wife in this manner, kneel down and apologize!"

Di Shen shouted, full of impatience.

"How dare you, speaking like this to me! Seize him for me."

Before Lord Mu could finish her words, Di Shen swept his long legs, and with sounds of misery, like leaves swept away by the autumn wind, more than a dozen disciples of the Jiu Provinces Alliance fell to the ground, each clutching broken legs, wailing incessantly.

Lord Mu was frightened.

Di Shen kicked, forcing Lord Mu to kneel, then stepped on her spine bone, causing her to hit the ground, bleeding from her head, stuffing her mouth with mud in a humiliating manner.

"You brat, how dare you! The Jiu Provinces Alliance won’t let you..."

With another kick, Lord Mu was knocked flat on her back, laying motionless on the ground like a flipped tortoise.

"Lord Mu, if you wish to return alive to the Jiu Provinces Alliance, better shut your mouth. The person before you once known as Ghost Emperor, doesn’t need to kill, just with his numerous torture techniques alone..."

Seeing Lord Mu still wanted to curse.

Bo Qing, standing aside, said coldly.

Ye Lingyue was shocked, glancing at Bo Qing.

How did Bo Qing know Di Shen is Wu Zhong?

"I really misjudged, Di Shen, so you are Wu Zhong. This time, for Ling Yue’s sake, our grievances are put aside for now, but next time, I will not let you go."

Bo Qing finished, looked at Ye Lingyue with a complex expression, and fell silent.

Ye Lingyue sighed, just about to persuade Di Shen to spare Lord Mu’s life, when she heard a familiar call.

"Ling Yue, Di Shen and Xiao Chuan, are you all right? Heaven has opened its eyes, you finally made it out."

In the distance, on the main road, Senior Sister Wan Yun and the Old City Lord, approached quickly.