Just as they were on the verge of giving up, the Stone of the Demon Realm—which should have been drained of its power—suddenly unleashed a terrifying, oppressive force.
An energy so overwhelming surged forth that it stripped us of any remaining will to resist.
Moments later, a small, dark silhouette emerged from the Stone. Upon touching the ground, it began to expand rapidly, until a colossal, insect-like creature occupied nearly half the space within the mausoleum's core, physically separating us from the followers of the Demonic Path. Upon seeing this colossal insect, I immediately guessed its identity—it was that lecherous creature who had fucked the Queen Mother of the West and left her pregnant.
Though a lowly, insignificant being in the Celestial Realm, this lecherous creature is an absolutely invincible force here in the mortal world.
As it turns out, it was never actually destroyed; it had been lying in wait, concealed within the Stone of the Demon Realm, all the while plotting its eventual escape to the Demon Realm itself.
Now, it has been forced to emerge—for if it didn't, the Stone of the Demon Realm would be destroyed, and with it, its final shred of hope.
The "Little Lecherous Worm" had by now lost the Daoist form he had cultivated over many years, leaving him with no choice but to manifest in his demonic form.
His colossal body loomed before us like a small mountain; any one of his limbs could easily crush us to death.
As he lumbered toward us, we realized that resistance was futile and immediately attempted to flee. Yet, just as we reached the passage through which we had entered, countless tentacles erupted from the creature's body, blocking our path.
We attacked the tentacles with everything we had, but even with the combined strength of my parents—both at the pinnacle of the Xiantian realm—we could only sever one or two at a time, while our overall impact on the creature remained effectively zero.
Realizing that escape was impossible, we turned to face the creature's pitch-black form, resolved to fight one final battle—determined, at the very least, not to die a humiliating death.
Meanwhile, the members of the Demonic Path watched us with mocking expressions. Having previously fallen into total despair, they were now overcome with an indescribable joy at this sudden turn of events.
Yet, they dared not make any sudden moves, fearing the massive creature might turn its aggression toward them; instead, they retreated cautiously, hoping to slip away.
As the Demonic Path members edged backward, one of the creature's tentacles tapped the "Demon Realm Stone," nudging it toward Pang Xing.
Upon seizing the stone, Pang Xing sensed the information contained within it. Beaming with delight, he addressed the creature: "My deepest thanks for your guidance, Excellency! I shall certainly complete the task!"
With that, he turned and departed through the opening the creature had cleared for him. "Long Tianxiang, farewell! I hope your death isn't too unsightly! Hahahaha!"
With a burst of raucous laughter, Pang Xing and the rest of the demonic faction departed from the Imperial Mausoleum, vanishing toward some unknown destination.
Once they had left, the "Little Lecher" turned his full attention back to us.
We were left utterly bewildered; given the extent of his power, we stood no chance against him—so why hadn't he finished us off yet?
He didn't seem to be toying with us, either; rather, he appeared to be on his guard.
Realizing that his focus was entirely fixed on Yu Jing, I understood: he was wary of her Qilin power.
Yet, given her current level of ability, she posed no real threat to him—so why the hesitation to kill us?
Just as we stood there like lambs awaiting the slaughter, the head ornament—which my master had entrusted to me and Yu Jing had just placed upon her brow—began to emanate a soothing, ethereal, celestial energy.
Under the influence of this aura, the crushing pressure weighing upon us instantly lifted, and all feelings of discomfort vanished.
The ornament on Yu Jing's head rose slowly, emitting a soft, gentle light. As it reached the same height as the Little Lecher, a sacred, majestic figure gradually emerged from within the radiance.
She was clad in an exquisite, ornate court gown, her expression radiating the noble, regal grace of an empress—a figure of supreme, maternal authority.
Compared to her, even the Empress Dowager would seem utterly pedestrian.
The noblewoman possessed a face of such breathtaking beauty that even my own mother and father paled in comparison.
We were left completely stunned by her sudden appearance. My father, mother, and wife were seeing this noble lady for the first time; I, however, had crossed paths with her once before.
She was none other than the Queen Mother—the very same figure I had glimpsed in a vision within the Soul Realm. Back then, seeking revenge against my master for getting her pregnant, she had altered her own form to sodomize him.
As she appeared before us, we were struck not only by her air of nobility and sanctity but also by her immense stature.
Standing between us and the "Little Lust-Fiend," she was nearly as tall as the creature itself—a monstrosity the size of a small mountain.
"Little brother, long time no see! I've missed you so much!"
The Queen Mother spoke, her tone filled with genuine concern.
Her voice—deep and resonant—carried a warmth that anyone could sense.
"Ha! Missed me? Missed having my cock inside you? Or were you just hoping to see how miserable I've become?"
The Little Lust-Fiend—a creature devoid of a mouth—emitted a low, rumbling voice, his tone thick with an unmistakable, seething resentment.
"You hate me, don't you? You hate me for reducing you to this state!"
The Queen Mother gazed at the Little Lust-Fiend—who could no longer even maintain a human form—her expression etched with deep, aching pity. "Of course! If you hadn't been such a slut and seduced me, how would a lowly demon immortal like me ever have dared to fuck you—the Queen Mother herself? Not only did you let me fuck you, but you were so depraved that you even got pregnant with my bastard! Why else would the Jade Emperor have sent people to hunt me down? A tiny demon immortal like me stands no chance against the Jade Emperor—I had no choice but to flee, all the way to the Demon Realm. But look at me now! My immortal form is gone, and I'm forced to hide inside this 'Demon Realm Stone' just to keep my power from dissipating. And now, even the magic within this stone is nearly exhausted! If the gate to the Demon Realm doesn't open within ten years, I'll be reverted to my original state—nothing more than a pathetic little bug again!"
The "Little Lust-Bug" cried out in despair.
Hearing his desperate wails, the Queen Mother's eyes filled with pity and self-reproach.
This once-innocent little demon immortal had suffered so much because of her own mistakes; now, he couldn't bring himself to trust anyone at all.
"Come back to the Celestial Realm with me! I will make it up to you—I promise!"
The Queen Mother said, her voice full of genuine concern.
"Shut your mouth! Did the Jade Emperor send you to trick me into returning so he could execute me in the Celestial Realm? In your dreams! If I'm going to die, I'll die in battle! I may be no match for you, but I will never again let you high-and-mighty 'great ones' toy with me or humiliate me!"
The Little Lust-Bug shouted, his voice thick with rage.