Chapter 944: Chapter 944

Only a few generals led their armies in resistance.

So, sealing the Demon Domain had been relatively smooth.

But today, Nanli had just learned that Princess Xingmian had left the Demon Domain long before that.

The whole situation reeked of suspicion.

Siheng had no emotional attachment to this mother he had never met and simply said, "Could it be that she knew the Deity Clan was involved, realized there was no chance of victory, and abandoned the battle?"

The guardians of the Demon Palace had indeed sought to bring her back to inherit the throne.

Yun Jianchu grew anxious and snapped, "You don’t know anything, so don’t speak nonsense! Sister Xingmian was the bravest warrior, the one who cared most about our people. She would never flee from battle!"

Siheng was truly heartless.

Even his own mother was fair game for speculation.

But Siheng remained utterly calm. "I’m only making a conjecture."

Yun Jianchu fumed, "Conjecture or not, she’s your mother! You shouldn’t speak ill of her."

Siheng simply fell silent.

Nanli pondered, "Perhaps there was some conflict between Princess Xingmian and the Asura King. If we could find her, we might get some answers."

Even just her Demon Soul would suffice.

"She was buried alongside my father," Siheng admitted, though he couldn’t be certain she had truly died.

After all, he had been an infant then and remembered nothing.

Nanli understood. "Then let’s go check later."

Outside, people were peering in, clearly wondering what was happening inside.

He warned Yun Jianchu again, "Remember, do not reveal my identity to anyone. Not even your son."

"Don’t worry, my lips are sealed," Yun Jianchu assured. "But Shang Jue already knows who you are. If any rumors spread outside, it’s not my fault."

"Mm, I won’t blame you," Siheng replied.

Yun Jianchu sighed in relief.

This was her nephew! He was speaking to her in such a commanding tone, and she had actually felt relieved that he wouldn’t blame her?

She had originally wanted to teach this junior a lesson.

But when she saw Siheng’s cold, impassive face and the icy sharpness in his eyes, she immediately shrank back and hid behind Nanli.

Forget it. She couldn’t afford to mess with this nephew.

At that moment, Siheng closed his eyes.

When he opened them again, his demonic aura and Asura totems had vanished, and the divine mark reappeared on his forehead.

Yun Jianchu gawked at the transformation, muttering to herself that this guy was truly something else.

The formation dissipated.

The others saw Shanxun’s lifeless body and grew even more suspicious of Siheng and Nanli.

Ximen Chuan spoke up bluntly, "What exactly is going on? If you had questions, why couldn’t you ask them in front of everyone? Why use a formation to block us out?"

Siheng cast him a glance—

More importantly, his aura carried the undeniable presence of a Celestial Sovereign.

Ximen Chuan’s face turned deathly pale.

His body trembled uncontrollably, his vision darkened, and dizziness overtook him. Unable to withstand the pressure, he stumbled backward, about to collapse.

"Whoa, whoa! Celestial Sovereign! You’re already this powerful—just let it go." Bai Hao spoke up. "You two always act with reason. I trust that you must have had no choice but to handle things this way."

His words not only reinforced Siheng’s authority but also helped justify their actions.

Siheng withdrew his oppressive aura and showed a hint of courtesy.

"Senior Bai Hao is wise."

"A’Li and I staged a performance to make Shanxun reveal the truth."

"We kept it private to avoid interference, not to hide anything intentionally."

Ximen Chuan had yet to recover.

But even if he could speak, he would have hesitated.

After all these years of struggling and surviving, he understood one thing—keeping your mouth shut at the right time could save your life.

Bai Hao quickly followed up, "I knew it!"

Of course, others were still curious.

Yun Yubai and Shandu both asked, "What exactly did he say?"

"It’s related to the Demon Domain barrier," Siheng replied. "Shanxun claimed that if someone of Asura Royal Clan blood wields the Heaven-Destroying Battle Axe and combines it with the divine power of the Glassy Bottle, they could shatter the Demon Domain’s seal."

Chu Yang immediately understood. "So, they weren’t truly loyal to Master Yun. They just wanted to use his bloodline."

Siheng nodded. "That’s one way to put it."

At that moment, all eyes turned to Yun Yubai.

Ximen Chuan had finally regained his breath.

He didn’t want to openly oppose Siheng. But after hearing all this, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Despite the sharp pain in his left shoulder, he forced himself to stand.

"Bai Hao, why are you silent now?" he demanded.

Bai Hao, ever the cunning survivor, shrugged.

"I have nothing to say."

In the past, he might have echoed Ximen Chuan’s concerns. But now...

A Celestial Sovereign, and a mid-stage Deity Forming cultivator, standing together as husband and wife?

He didn’t dare speak out anymore.

Ximen Chuan’s face twisted with frustration. "Fine, if you won’t speak, then I will!"

He fixed his fierce gaze on Yun Yubai, his expression dark and vicious.

"Now that we know what the Demon Clan is planning, we should execute him immediately! Without an Asura Royal Clan bloodline, the Demon Domain barrier will remain intact!"

"This is a once-and-for-all solution!"

The only sound in the mountains was the howling wind.

His words echoed relentlessly in the silence.

Everyone heard them clearly.

Yun Yubai clenched his fists tightly before slowly relaxing them.

He didn’t care about the opinions of others.

But deep down, he still hoped someone would speak for him.

The first, of course, was his mother.

"Bullshit!" Yun Jianchu snapped. "Your plan is more ruthless than anything the Demon Clan has done! If you go through with this, you’ll be guilty of murdering an innocent!"

Chu Yang added, "I disagree. Master Yun just refused to leave with Shanxun—doesn’t that prove where his loyalties lie?"

Shandu also spoke up, "Indeed. Good and evil are not defined by race. If we kill a righteous man just because of his bloodline, I will never find peace as a monk."

But the words that warmed Yun Yubai’s heart the most came from Nanli—

"If anyone lays a hand on Master Yun, my husband and I will be the first to stop them."

She turned to Ximen Chuan, her expression unwavering.

"If you’re not satisfied, then challenge us! Let’s settle it with strength."

Ximen Chuan hesitated.

Seeing that Nanli had returned, her belly noticeably rounder, he didn’t want to risk harming her unborn child.

Suppressing his anger, he said, "Nanli, are you really refusing to be reasonable?"

Nanli smirked. "Why should I reason with you when I can beat you? Once I can’t win, we’ll talk about reason then."

Ximen Chuan was left speechless.

His frustration boiled over. "Fine! I’ve warned you all. If disaster strikes in the future, don’t come begging me for help!"

At that moment, Yun Yubai took a decisive step forward, his gaze unwavering.

"Shanxun said that by removing the Demon Bone, one’s bloodline could change. If that’s the case, then once I remove my Demon Bone, the Asura Royal Clan blood in me will fade. And then, Shang Jue’s plans will crumble."