Demon Empress: I Never Appeared, Yet My Condition Got Exposed! Why Are Smart People So Devious!

At that moment, in the Heavenly Screen, Yin Hongye walked up to Leng Yulai, squatted down, and casually asked, "Have you thought about how you're going to prove your sister is your sister?"

Leng Yulai's blood pressure spiked again. She stared at Yin Hongye, her lips trembling, but she couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

What kind of question is that?

Prove that her sister is her sister? How can you even ask such a question? Isn't that just deliberately making things difficult for someone?

"Don't you laugh at yourself for asking that question?"

"The literal meaning," Yin Hongye said. "You said Leng Yaozhu is your sister, so you asked me to spare your life. But how do I know you're telling the truth? What if you're impersonating her? There needs to be some proof."

Leng Yulai's voice changed, "How can you prove something like this!"

"That's your problem." Yin Hongye stood up and clapped her hands. "If you can't figure it out, then stay here. We'll talk about it when you do."

Yin Hongye didn't look at Leng Yulai anymore; her gaze passed over her and landed on the row of R&D personnel sitting against the wall in the distance.

A dozen or so people huddled in a corner, their faces ashen, their eyes glazed, and a faint black aura Entanglement around them.

That's a curse.

A curse from the Dark Blood Demon.

Blood Demon Curse-Kill, his Sixth Soul Skill.

A single drop of blood can condemn someone to eternal damnation.

"Qian Renxue," Yin Hongye said to Qian Renxue beside him, "Purify it. Only you can save this thing in the world, not Ya Li."

"Isn't Ya Li also Angel Martial Soul?" Qian Renxue was full of doubts, as she herself wasn't good at healing.

But her Holy Light does indeed have a way to purify this evil thing.

"She can't," Yin Hongye replied, "Especially in this state. You can, and as for treatment, my healing abilities surpass Ya Li's."

He was just telling the truth, but whether it counts as treatment is hard to say.

For example, if someone possesses another person's appearance, memories, personality, everything about them, but originally was just a drop of blood, are they still themselves?

This is a very philosophical question.

It was like the Ship of Theseus.

Qian Renxue understood, Six Wings slowly unfolded. Holy Light surged from her body, no longer the sharp edge of usual, but a gentle and warm golden sun.

The light, as warm as sunlight, illuminated their bodies.

She raised her hand, palm down, and Holy Light showered down like a fine rain. Golden feathers drifted down from the tips of her wings, landing one by one on the researchers.

The feathers, upon touching the black mist, silently ignited, peeling away the curse layer by layer.

Where the black energy was burned away, the skin regained its color, and breathing gradually became steady.

Qian Renxue kept her eyes closed, and Holy Light continued to pour down. The Holy Light in the entire room grew increasingly intense, Angel Phantom appeared and disappeared behind her, seemingly singing a hymn.

The researchers' complexions gradually improved; some opened their eyes, while others groaned softly. The aura of the curse faded, eventually disappearing completely.

The two Evil Soul Master behind them weren't so lucky.

They felt like their whole bodies were burning.

Their entire bodies were engulfed in golden Flame; it was practically an execution of them.

Beyond the Heavenly Screen, the Angel God Temple.

Qian Daoliu looked at the figure shrouded in golden light in the Heavenly Screen and slowly nodded. Qian Renxue spread her Six Wings, Holy Light rained down, and golden feathers fell, purifying those corrupted by the curse one by one.

"Xiao Xue has grown up," Qian Daoliu said softly, his tone carrying a rare hint of relief.

Upon hearing this Golden Crocodile Douluo, standing behind him, also looked up at the Heavenly Screen but remained silent. Qian Daoliu gazed at the Heavenly Screen, remained silent for a moment, and then added, "She has indeed grown."

In the Heavenly Screen, as the last researcher opened his eyes and slowly sat up against the wall, the Holy Light gradually dissipated.

A dozen or so people gradually regained consciousness, and their faces returned to color.

Yin Hongye walked over and squatted down in front of the nearest person. "Speak, what are you doing here? Those two Evil Soul Master are definitely brainless and don't know the inside story. You should know what it is, right?"

At this moment, Leng Yulai and Na Nali felt their intelligence had been insulted.

What do you mean? We two higher-ranking officials wouldn't know.

Overtly, they are manufacturing Inhibitor.

Although, I don't know who it's for.

The woman was middle-aged, with a thin face and somewhat disheveled hair. There was still a lingering fear in her eyes. Sitting next to her was a similarly thin man, who seemed to be her partner.

The two women exchanged a glance. The woman spoke first, her voice hoarse. "My name is Lang Yue, and his name is Tang Ziran. Our work involves researching a special Inhibitor."

"What level of Inhibitor?"

"Theoretically, it has a strong effect on suppressing the emotions of Ferocious Beast, while it completely erases emotions from humans," Lang Yue said. "There is no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness."

Yin Hongye and Mu Hongchen exchanged a glance.

"Emotion erasure." Mu Hongchen's glasses reflected the light. "This is a good thing. Humans lose their ability to analyze rationally precisely because they are controlled by their emotions."

"Quickly tell me what materials you need, and I'll prepare a batch on the spot," Yin Hongye said.

Upon hearing this, Lang Yue said, "But now the equipment is all..."

"It's alright, I'm the Federation's number one Pharmacist, I can make it entirely by hand!" Yin Hongye was extremely confident; hand-making would never go out of style.

Upon hearing this, Lang Yue felt her worldview being shaken. How could you possibly complete such a high-precision process, requiring centrifuges, entirely by hand?

She spoke tremblingly, reciting the materials and steps.

Those outside the Heavenly Screen are also recording; these emotionless people—aren't they clearly suicide soldiers?

This is great stuff!

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a thick potion was successfully made, lying quietly in Yin Hongye's palm. He handed it to Lang Yue: "Verify it, is it like this?"

Lang Yue took the medicine, brought it close to her nose, and her hands trembled as she smelled it. "It's done. The purity is even higher than what we made in our lab."

"This is not at all like soul guidance. How can a human hand be so steady?"

At this moment, Mu Hongchen had already figured out who the target user of this Inhibitor was. He clearly didn't know what the Demon Empress was.

He thought the Demon Empress was just a more powerful Evil Soul Master than the Ghost Emperor.

One emperor, two kings, and four heavenly kings.

"This thing must have the power of willpower and spirit, right?" he asked, confirming his answer.

"Yes, it can calm a person's mind and spirit." Yin Hongye replied, "What's wrong?"

"Then I know who used it." Mu Hongchen looked around, "These people all have the curse of the Dark Blood Demon, and the Dark Phoenix and the Dark Bell from the Four Heavenly Kings have also appeared."

"Within the Holy Spirit Cult, the Dark Blood Demon is known for devouring souls. However, only three of the Dark Four Heavenly Kings can command them."

"The Ghost Emperor, the Nether Emperor, and that other emperor."

"Both the Nether Emperor and the Ghost Emperor made a move last time, so this laboratory must have been under construction for a long time. Obviously, it wasn't just the two of them, so it must be the Demon Empress alone. That emperor has mental problems; he's devoured too many souls and is a madman."

The Demon Empress was simply locked down without showing his face, without anyone reporting his location, and without anyone revealing anything.