The motivation of silence

ecially the newly deceased ones, will sense that aura of death and fear it."Moreover, the people within official doors, those involved in killing and war, carry a potent aura bestowed by the ancestral..."...You are really like a fly or mosquito, buzzing around and disappearing when swatted, only to return again." Jiang Qiyun's voice was cold.

I quickly snatched the soul lamp that had tumbled to the ground, holding it up like a feeble flame, shielding the nascent soul energy above it.

Although Chong Mo had a rather eccentric and hot-tempered personality, he never intentionally provoked Jiang Qiyun. Upon seeing Jiang Qiyun, he would immediately distance himself.

This might be a survival instinct he developed in the demon realm—compared to stronger opponents, he wouldn't foolishly charge head-on.

As soon as Jiang Qiyun appeared, the denizens of the Underworld seemed to find their backbone. Yin soldiers' weapons all pointed towards Chong Mo, and my brother and I were blocked at the very back.

"Brother... don't do anything dangerous! If something happens to you, what will happen to our family! They'll arrest me, they won't really let me die..." I whispered to my brother.

"I was too busy to care about that just now." My brother shrugged.

Indeed, if it were me, I probably would have also blanked out and rushed in before thinking.

Just now, I was so flustered that I screamed hoarsely. When Jiang Qiyun turned back to look at me, I was able to continue protecting the Soul Lamp well.

Heaven and earth are natural, and filth is dispersed.

In the profound depths of the cave, brilliance shines forth, illuminating the primordial source.

Eight Directions Divine Power, make me natural.

Lingbao fu ming, pugao jiutian...

I sat cross-legged, placing the soul summoning lamp before me. I recited the Pure Heaven and Earth Divine Spell to cleanse the chaotic energy field around me.

The soul essence flickering on the Soul-Calling Lamp was almost dispersed, but with great effort, it returned to a state of calmness.

Jiang Qiyun slightly tilted his head and looked at me, saying in a cold and low voice: "That's right... fear, sorrow, worry, and despair are all demons... Purge your anger, do what you should do."

Black Wuchang said in a low voice, "My Lord Emperor, the situation here is so chaotic, would it be better for the little empress to go to the Underworld first"

Jiang Qiyun shook her head slightly: "No, Huangquan's summoning formation is already in place."

Hei Wuchang gave a slight knowing look, but I was utterly baffled.

The summoning array of Huangquan… is that swirling mist and ghostly figures outside

Are you going to bring all these demons and ghosts to the underworld

Jiang Qiyun didn't fight Chong Mo in this small building. If the two of them fought, the floorboards might collapse.

Whenever a formation is set up, it needs an eye. Jiang Qiyun left that guiding formation, and who knows now who is guarding the magical array...

"My lord, shall I assist Bai Wuchang" Heiwuchang couldn't contain himself and lowered his voice to request Jiang Qiyun.

Jiang Qiyun closed her eyes slightly and agreed.

Usually, the Eighth Master scolds the Seventh Master for being lazy and evasive. But when it comes to crucial moments, they always stand together. Now, he's worried about Bai Wu Chang instead.

Jiang Qiyun coldly watched Chong Mo exit the building, walked to my side and placed a hand on my shoulder, whispering, "… Protect the living soul's energy on this Soul-Calling Lamp. Use anything: pure heaven and earth, golden light, even the Taichi Divine Treasure Scripture. If you encounter demonic disturbances… the Shenxiao Jade Clear Scripture can also protect you."

I nodded and said nothing more.

Jiang Qiyun rarely spoke so much when explaining things.

He would say so much because he was leaving.

"See over there Once the demons swarm out, the Huangquan Formation will drag them all to the underworld. This barrier will then be lifted, and that's when you need to return these souls to their human bodies. The calming incantation is your forte, I don't need to teach you that, do I" Jiang Qiyun slightly curled one lip corner.

"Well, I can." I bit my lip and looked at him.

It seems no matter the situation, Jiang Qiyun is always so cold and distant. Even when he lightly brushes my chin with his fingertips, it's as if nothing happened.

For centuries, I've been fighting demons and heretics. It's nothing new. Leave worldly affairs to you, I have no time to spare...Don't worry." He saw my hidden anxiety and smiled faintly.

I could only nod dumbly. Outside, the sky was heavy with thunder, and a huge crack suddenly opened in the center of the black clouds.

“I went, Bai Wu Chang was in the formation’s eye, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to spare his attention to deal with these things.” Jiang Qiyun reminded me, then glanced at my brother.

My brother frowned and said, "Alright, that's enough about telling Qiao. I don't need reminding."

"Hmm." Jiang Qiyun nodded, trusting my brother quite a bit.

He squeezed my chin gently, then brushed his sleeve and turned away. In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared into the swirling mist.

Chongmo followed after her. The female ghost, Si Man Princess, did not shriek menacingly around the house.

They all went in the direction where the black clouds were falling.

The small building suddenly fell silent, so quiet that you could hear your own heartbeat.

My brother reached out and pulled me up, whispering, "This building isn't safe. Let's go to an open space outside... We're ordinary people with flesh and blood. If the building collapses, we'll be crushed."

"Outside... but there's nothing outside to shield us..." I turned my head and glanced out the side door.

Just outside the side door is a lawn and flower beds, very open.

"Qingluan, can your barrier move" my brother asked.

Qingluan nodded hurriedly: "It's possible, but your magical powers will be greatly restricted in the mortal world. I can protect the Six Heavenly Palace in the Underworld, but here I can only protect an area about the size of this building."

"That's enough, just watch out for that fellow named Chongmo. He has a blood doll of Xiao Qiao on him, and it can lead him to Xiao Qiao's side."

"Alright, I'll set up the barrier immediately." Qingluan's magic artifact flickered, she thrust it outward, and we followed as the barrier retreated us into the flower garden.

Here there are hills, flowerbeds and a lawn. The Yin soldiers surrounded me heavily. I remembered Jiang Qiyun's words, chanting the Pure Heart Mantra and the Pure Heaven and Earth Mantra over and over again with devout reverence.

The ethereal energy of the souls within the soul-calling lamp flickered and danced, trying to escape. I kept them tethered to the lamp.

The black clouds falling from the sky were caught by a ghostly, swirling mist before they hit the ground. Then, rapidly consumed and merged with the spring water on the surface, disappearing into it.

Those were originally outdoor hot springs. Huge black clouds, like meteorites, were much larger than the surface of the hot spring pools, but they were still "pulled" into each small hot spring pool.

It was too far away, I couldn't see if those demons were human or monsters. I only saw a large number of things suddenly emerge and then be caught in the Huangquan formation all at once.

These are probably low-level demons dwelling in the cracks of space, stupid and violent. These things aren't much of a threat.

I sat cross-legged in front of the flowerbeds, focusing my attention on the small soul lamp before me. This resort must have hundreds of people staying here – guests and staff combined, at least two or three hundred, I'd say

So many souls, now all being guided by this seemingly insignificant little lamp.

A myriad of spirits...

I now seem to be caught between the underworld and the mortal world, watching these wavering wisps of souls struggle to remain suspended above the soul lamps.

The sky was quiet. In the distance, mist rose from the river. Jiang Qiyun stood with one hand tucked in his sleeve and the other holding a sword, slightly tilting his head to look at the rift in the heavens.

Those little demons were swallowed into the Huangquan Formation, and there was a brief period of tranquility. Immediately after, black feathers drifted out from the rips in the dark clouds.

Chum silently knelt down, even the frenzied female ghost, Princess Siman, dared not sneer.

That is the deity they worship. official's second generation who wanted to climb the social ladder and pursue Lin Yanqin, chasing us here. But soon after, I learned that he had a plan and accomplices.After a few days of peaceful l...