After the Fairy Maidens Fell to Darkness, They Captured Me to Ruthlessly 'Repay' Their Gratitude-Chapter 204 - He Ange, Why Haven’t You Come to See Me Yet?

The portal had appeared so quickly that Mu Yanli didn’t even realize what happened before being pushed through—vanishing without a trace!

The Moon Sect’s demonic generals watched in shock—stunned and at a loss.

They’d seen powerful opponents and witnessed the Blood Moon Witch’s defeats...

But never had they seen someone whisked away in seconds like this.

Leaderless now,

They didn’t know if the witch was alive or dead—and dared not act rashly.

It was all too bizarre.

“You—you cultists! Where did you take the witch?!”

A Divine Transformation general demanded angrily.

Meanwhile,

Other Moon Sect cultivators unleashed their aura—frustrated:

“Scoundrels! Return the witch to us!”

They were anxious—but none dared attack.

“What’s wrong? Who’s dissatisfied?”

“Want to join your witch in the abyss?”

He Ange sneered,

Turning to face the Moon Sect generals without fear.

Though merely a Nascent Soul cultivator,

He exuded an aura of abyssal supremacy.

None dared attack—but neither did they dare retreat. With the witch’s fate unknown, how could they report back to their sect leader?

As tension mounted,

Another abyssal portal opened beside He Ange.

Everyone watched as a petite girl with purple hair and a tattered black robe emerged from it—her presence exuding an eerie darkness.

In that moment,

All Moon Sect generals held their breath—their fighting spirit vanishing.

They recognized those pale hands as the ones that had helped drag the Blood Moon Witch into the portal—leaving her fate uncertain.

Fearfully,

They watched the dark girl—

Prompting her to frown slightly. She stepped aside—hiding behind He Ange to avoid their stares.

“Those eyes... so annoying...”

A gloomy voice murmured from behind He Ange.

Truthfully,

He knew little about Xiao Mo—only that she possessed exceptional spatial abilities. She could summon portals effortlessly and teleport anywhere in the world.

While Spirit Phoenix Sect relied on her teleportation,

Xiao Mo herself was reclusive and introverted—rarely interacting with others. He’d never seen her smile.

In short,

Xiao Mo preferred hiding in shadows—sighing heavily and radiating negativity—avoiding strangers at all costs.

Her disheveled appearance matched her withdrawn personality—

Like a shut-in.

“Sister Xiao Mo, where did you send that witch?”

He Ange asked curiously.

Honestly,

He only knew Xiao Mo had come to support him—but had no idea where she’d sent Mu Yanli through the portal.

“To... the Eternal Prison... at the abyss’s end...”

Xiao Mo replied indifferently—averting her gaze.

At this,

An impolite thought crossed He Ange’s mind—but he couldn’t help asking:

“Why not send her to Master?”

“Feng Yuan would kill me...”

Xiao Mo clutched He Ange’s sleeve—her dark eyes recalling terrifying memories. Trembling slightly,

She whispered hesitantly:

“Before,

Yuan Yi often made me send enemies I couldn’t beat to Feng Yuan’s place... until one day I sent Chen Long there...”

“And then I got beaten up...”

“Feng Yuan said if I dared dump trash at her place again... she’d dig out my spiritual veins for other apostles...”

Despite her fear,

Her pride seemed evident in sharing this story—

Perhaps among Feng Yuan’s followers,

Angering their master was a badge of honor?

He Ange shook his head—pushing aside further thoughts.

For now,

He instructed Xiao Mo to open another portal before addressing the bewildered Moon Sect cultivators:

“Not fighting? Not retreating? Why?”

“If you have nothing else, this Holy Son will take his leave.”

“You—!”

The Moon Sect cultivators exchanged uneasy glances—but none dared step forward.

Without communication tokens from the Blood Moon Witch,

They couldn’t contact reinforcements quickly enough. By the time they reported back—the cultists would be long gone!

Helplessly,

They watched as He Ange and his group departed—unable to fight or flee—frustrated beyond measure.

After all,

Xiao Mo was an exceptionally rare spatial cultivator—at least Void God level—a terrifying presence!

Such power wasn’t something Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation generals could contend with. If not for the witch being ambushed—she might’ve fought Xiao Mo evenly!

As they say: “Capture the leader first.”

The Moon Sect generals found themselves in an awkward leaderless predicament.

He Ange ignored them—

Hoisting Duan Yu Yan onto his shoulder before entering the portal with Xiao Mo and Xuanque.

While they hesitated,

He Ange urgently needed to save lives—

Though he wasn’t worried about Duan Yu Yan dying. With Feng Yuan around—even he’d survived worse injuries before. A mere chest wound from Mu Yanli wouldn’t be fatal.

Moreover,

Saving her would earn gratitude upon awakening—making it easier for He Ange to sway her towards joining their sect—

Duan Yu Yan’s destiny wasn’t as overwhelming as An Luo Yi’s—but she’d once been a prominent Destined Heroine. Her Mirror Spirit Veins held great potential if nurtured properly—

A prime opportunity for recruitment!

And recruiting Duan Yu Yan meant gaining her sister Duan Yu Sheng too!

As for Mu Yanli sent to Eternal Prison—

She was irrelevant now—

Theoretically infinite,

He Ange had no interest in searching for her there—

Only Feng Yuan could locate her precisely—

Why bother?

Hopefully,

Mu Yanli would remain trapped forever—a cause for celebration!

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Eternal Prison at the Abyss’s End—

Amidst endless rocky chaos,

A blood-stained white-haired witch battled countless abyssal beasts. Blood-red moons circled her like clock hands—shredding blue-glowing monstrosities relentlessly—

Time passed—

Her efforts grew strained—her demeanor weary—

Though these beasts were merely Core Formation or Nascent Soul level—their numbers seemed infinite! The more she killed—the more they came!

Since being trapped by that mysterious portal,

Mu Yanli had fought tirelessly for three days and nights—

Now exhausted—

She faced a grim realization: these beasts contained no blood. Killing them yielded pitiful soul experience—a futile endeavor against soulless giants!

Without blood,

Her Blood Spirit Veins couldn’t replenish themselves—

In past massacres,

She’d consumed victims’ blood—transforming it into power through her veins—creating a cycle of strength and growth—

In theory,

Her veins had no limit—as long as she killed endlessly—she’d grow stronger—even reaching Heavenly God level!

But these beasts were mere rocks—devoid of blood for sustenance!

“I’ll be worn down here...”

Surrounded by beasts,

Mu Yanli whispered anxiously—finally feeling fear—

As more monsters approached—

She gritted her teeth—preparing her last resort—

Clutching a crescent pendant—

She bit her lip—letting blood drip onto its surface—

Instantly—the universe collapsed—the stars vanished—

An ancient lunar goddess’s shadow appeared behind her—a divine presence shaking the abyss itself—

Boom!!!

Moonlight exploded—tearing open a rift in Eternal Prison’s fabric—

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Northern Secret Realm—

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Snow fell gently—

Atop the abyssal cliff,

He Ange and his followers had long departed—leaving only bewildered demonic cultivators behind—

They’d waited seven days and nights—

During which they sent reports back to Moon Sect elders—but even their reinforcements found nothing—

Spirit Phoenix Sect remained elusive—they couldn’t even find someone to take revenge on!

Helplessly accepting reality—they stationed guards near the abyss—to monitor any movements from below—and awaited their witch’s return—

Finally—on the eighth morning—

A disheveled white-haired woman crawled up from below—

“He Ange! Just you wait!!!”

Collapsing onto solid ground—the first words from her lips were curses aimed at the white-robed youth who’d pushed her into oblivion—

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Northern Frontier—Forward Outpost

For seven days,

An Luo Yi had berated Li Zi Jing for trying to cozy up to her before focusing on investigating Holy Son He Yuan’s whereabouts—

Yet no matter how hard she searched—that elusive figure seemed determined to avoid her—leaving no trace behind—

Some celestial soldiers joked that he’d heard of An Luo Yi’s arrival—and was too scared to show himself—

But such talk only annoyed An Luo Yi further—

Lately,

Everything seemed wrong—everyone irked her—even without seeing He Ange daily—her mood soured easily—prone to anger—

So she channeled frustration into action—targeting Moon Sect strongholds with relentless fury—slaughtering demonic cultivators for relief—

In just seven days since taking command,

She’d destroyed numerous outposts—earning great merit for Dragon Dynasty—and gaining loyal followers within their ranks—

On the eighth day at the northern frontier,

An Luo Yi decided to delve deeper into the secret realm—to search for clues about Spirit Phoenix Sect!

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