Night Talk!

The Endless Flame Alliance was formally established. In just half a day, numerous factions in the Great Thousand World learned of its existence, and many showed signs of eagerness to join it. However, superpower factions like the Great Thousand Palace and the Human Realm Center did not emit any movement at all.

Other than that, the headquarters of the Endless Flame Alliance was still centered on the Endless Fire Domain. The noise of the daytime gradually faded away.

Night fell. Inside the residence of Xiao Yan at the headquarters of the Endless Fire Domain, within a secluded courtyard.

Duhun Zi's body and soul had already perished. Thinking about it, coming to the Endless Fire Domain to seek help in order to break through the seal passage of the Demon Realm had already consumed his entire vitality.

Now, a massive force was rapidly gathering among the factions belonging to the entire Endless Flame Alliance, and tomorrow they would launch a rescue toward the Demon Realm.

The night breeze was alluring. At this moment, a somewhat frail and slender figure was sitting cross-legged in the pavilion.

If many of our ancestors of the Xiao Clan are dormant in the Netherworld region, then what relationship do supreme beings of the Netherworld like the Nether Lord and even the Darkness Lord have with the Xiao Clan?

Through one scene after another that has happened recently, some matters are also slowly surfacing. There should be powerhouses intervening within the Immortal Realm and the Ghost Realm Center... Even within the entire Great Thousand World, quite a few factions participated in that encirclement.

Before the powerhouses lurking in the dark choose to show themselves, the many ancestors in the Netherworld will not awaken... Or do they require some kind of summoning power?

Xiao Yan sat cross-legged alone in the pavilion. Borrowing the night, facing the wine and the sky, a trace of complex worry emerged.

Clearly knowing the resting place of the Xiao Clan ancestors, yet unable to rescue them first... Because rashly heading to the Netherworld would probably cause the few survivors to completely perish.

Moreover, relying on intuition, the Xiao Clan was the formidable number-one race of the Great Thousand World. Relying solely on the powerhouses of the Human Realm Center was not enough to completely wipe them out. There must have been the intervention of other powerhouses...

Many powerhouses of the Ghost Realm and even the Immortal Realm Center had already fallen. Even if there was intervention, they could no longer be held accountable.

Now, only by rescuing powerhouses like Chang'e and Yaoji, and slowly unraveling this mysterious veil bit by bit, would there be an opportunity to step into the Netherworld and completely resolve the family mystery...

A trip to the Netherworld required at least one Eighth Tier powerhouse presiding by one's side to even begin, otherwise it would be nothing more than courting self-destruction. After all, the Netherworld region was mysterious and unknown, and there were even those supreme beings dormant in the dark of the Great Thousand World...

Numerous concerns flooded into his heart, giving Xiao Yan a headache for a moment and causing him to smile bitterly again and again.

"Brother Xiao Yan, why are you alone here so late?"

Not long after, on the secluded path of the residence, a butterfly bathed in golden flames emerged. A graceful figure left ripples of fragrance in the air, her charming curves and melodious, ethereal voice pervading the surroundings.

"It's nothing, just taking a walk."

Xiao Yan shrugged slightly and smiled at the lovely figure before him.

The women all possessed peerless and graceful postures, and for Reincarnation Stage Experts like them, whether it was vitality or appearance, they were practically indistinguishable from young maidens, making people adore them.

"The alliance matters are all prepared. We can begin tomorrow when everyone's seniors arrive..."

"Brother Xiao Yan has already done very well. You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."

The words ended up changing into a different flavor.

Xun'er took light steps, two shallow dimples welling up on her pretty face. Just as she arrived by Xiao Yan's side, she extended her slender hand and rested it upon Xiao Yan's chest. The warm temperature caused a surge of warmth in Xiao Yan's heart.

"You girl."

Xiao Yan was slightly dazed at this, then raised his finger and gently stroked Xun'er's dainty nose. Such an affectionate and romantic posture was truly rare.

Moreover, her appearance right now seemed to once again return to the scene on the Dou Qi Continent where this girl comforted him...

"Pfft."

An instant later, Xiao Yan smiled faintly, the concerns and restlessness in his heart instantly dissipating. Turning his head to look at Xun'er, who was resting peacefully in his arms, his mouth pouted slightly as she seemed to be recounting words specifically meant to comfort him.

What those words were, Xiao Yan did not hear. Instead, he looked infatuatedly at the gentle and delicate figure in his arms, his palm gently cupping her flawless face. A moment later, a burst of blazing halo emerged, and a pair of exquisite Deer Antlers slowly drifted into Xun'er's beautiful eyes.

"What is this?"

Xun'er opened her eyes slightly, leaving Xiao Yan's chest with a somewhat enjoying and lingering reluctance, and then looked at the purple Deer Antler quietly resting in Xiao Yan's palm.

From them, Xun'er sensed an aura of holiness. Even across a short distance, a sense of peace and tranquility arose from the bottom of her heart.

"Two antlers remaining from the Wulu Purple Spirit Flame, originating from the hands of Your Grace Yaoji. They are acclaimed to be able to isolate all poisons, and they are also indispensable items for this trip to the Demon Realm."

Xiao Yan gently placed them around Xun'er's jade neck, then shook his head with doting affection.

This time on the trip to the Demon Realm, Cai Lin and Xun'er both held a tough attitude and insisted on going.

It was just that Cai Lin possessed the inheritance of the Ten-Colored Sky Swallowing Python, and forces such as the poisonous mist of the Demon Realm had no effect on her... However, although Xun'er also harbored the Reincarnation Seal of the Fire Master Jiuxuan, she possessed no defense against the poisonous mist power of the Demon Realm.

"One is given to you, and the other was given to Senior Feng Wan'er."

When mentioning Feng Wan'er, Xiao Yan shook his head slightly, seeming to feel a sense of indebtedness in his heart.

"Brother Xiao Yan... do you have something on your mind?"

Xun'er smiled sweetly, her palm holding Xiao Yan's wide hand as her sharp, beautiful eyes detected some other fluctuations.

"Senior Feng Wan'er is the commander of our Xiao Clan Guardians. Yet first, the Guardian lineage was slaughtered to the last person by the Xiao Clan patriarch, Senior Xiao Yuntian, and later, the Holy Lei Clan behind Senior Thunder Lord was wiped out to the last by Senior Xiao Tianming... These two matters are full of strange circumstances, yet the truth cannot be verified."

Xiao Yan gave a dry laugh. When mentioning this matter, his fists involuntarily clenched tightly... Just who on earth was framing and shifting the blame onto the Xiao Clan in this manner?

Moreover, every time he thought of this matter, it felt as though a sharp acupuncture needle was piercing his heart, causing incomparable pain...

The sorrowful expressions of Thunder Lord, Feng Wan'er, and even Su Xueying when recounting this matter constantly tugged at Xiao Yan's heartstrings, lingering for a long time and refusing to disperse.

"Xun'er has been secretly investigating this matter all along. Although progress has been very slow, Xun'er has indeed discovered some clues. It is said that among the ten supreme treasures of the Monster Realm, there is a bizarre treasure called the Creation Demon Mirror. I am afraid these two matters should have some connection with that supreme treasure."

Xun'er blinked her spirited, beautiful eyes, and then explained with absolute certainty.

"The Creation Demon Mirror of the Monster Realm?"

Hearing these words, Xiao Yan's gaze startled slightly, seeming to guess some clues within them.

"These matters will be handled in secret by the many powerhouses of the Endless Flame Alliance. Perhaps once we return from the Demon Realm, there will be progress."

Xun'er's soft voice sounded once again.

"Hopefully... Senior Feng Wan'er has already secretly contacted the past allies of the Xiao Clan, and this matter is also within the scope of her investigation. I am afraid that soon, there will be some large-scale rescue operations."

"Rest assured, I believe Brother Xiao Yan... And during the next operation, Xun'er and Sister Cai Lin can both help out, oh."

Xun'er smiled slightly, her charming demeanor displayed without reserve, and the Reincarnation Seal between her brows as well as the Divine Artifact bracelet flickered increasingly, making her dazzlingly beautiful.