Qin Chuan wouldn't say anything more about Mo Mou now. She's grown up, has her own judgment, and her own life.
Although this woman cultivates as a demon among demons, her future achievements are limitless. She's bound to raise the banner of the demonic path, and might even compete with the Demon Lord or Chu Shi Qingzhu and others in the future.
Actually, Qin Chuan also had a feeling that she would become one of his greatest rivals, after all, she's a demon, and there's a high probability she'll become a true demonic supreme being.
They hadn't been out long when they encountered the Black Demon Palace returning. This made Qin Chuan curious—had they already swallowed up the Zhan family so quickly?
But Qin Chuan didn't care about that. Whether this was a crisis or not, he didn't know, since his side only had three people, while the enemy had countless powerful figures.
To become a ruler of this world, one naturally needs a vast power. Even if a power doesn't care about quantity, only quality, then power is still about quantity.
However, between forces of similar strength, their cultivation levels are actually similar, so they rely on numbers, unless there's a super strong person who can intimidate the enemy, then quantity won't matter.
The Black Demon Palace had a considerable number of powerful figures, but in Qin Chuan's eyes, they were nothing special; only a few could catch his eye.
However, after a short fight, Qin Chuan would realize their vulnerability in the face of the overwhelming power of the world. Therefore, the more he fought, the more terrifying the world's forces seemed.
The Black Demon Palace, naturally, was incredibly arrogant. With their superior numbers, they had never feared anyone in this world.
Among them was a man in a black and purple-gold robe, his imposing figure like a mountain, standing out prominently.
Even amidst a sea of people, he stood out like a crane among chickens; at least for now, this man appeared to be the Black Demon Palace's leader.
The fact that the leader personally intervened with so many people showed how serious the Black Demon Palace was about the Zhan family.
This wasn't surprising, as the Zhan family was one of the three major powers, worthy of the Black Demon Palace leader's personal intervention. However, their rapid return this time indicated they couldn't normally handle the Zhan family.
This man kept his eyes fixed on the woman, recognizing from her dark eyes that she was the master of Dark Night.
The darkness was gone, but the woman seemed unaffected, utterly indifferent, so indifferent that it suggested she lacked normal human emotions.
Qin Chuan felt this person was very strange. Fan Qingchen was like a hermit, giving off an air of detachment and ignorance of worldly affairs.
This woman before him seemed to have completely shut herself off, making her impossible to understand, and instinctively deterring many from getting to know her.
Qin Chuan felt this way too, a strong feeling. Moreover, Qin Chuan had seen much, yet he didn't know how to feel. He didn't know how to approach such a woman.
"Why are you doing this? What's wrong with following me? In this vast world, if we join forces, we will surely have a place of our own," said the man in the black and purple robes.
Qin Chuan knew this man was speaking to the Lord of the Dark Night.
The woman seemed neither to hear nor see him. Her current strength was considerable, but not enough to contend with these people before her. However, if she wanted to leave, they couldn't stop her.
Qin Chuan remained silent, simply standing there. Since the woman was the Lord of the Dark Night, he would let her decide what to do.
The woman's silence displeased the Black Demon Palace Master. Since he was displeased, he decided to vent his anger. Qin Chuan's group consisted of two women and one man. The Dark Night Lord was the woman he favored, and Mo Mou was also a great beauty, so Qin Chuan was the only one he could vent his anger on.
Furthermore, Qin Chuan had previously killed several members of the Black Demon Palace, making him the perfect target for his wrath.
"Young man, how dare you! You shattered the gates of my Black Demon Palace and slaughtered my people. Don't you think you can give me an explanation?" the Black Demon Palace Master said condescendingly.
Qin Chuan looked at him silently for a moment before saying, "An explanation? Is killing you an explanation? You dare to bully my daughter? Are you tired of living?"
"Your daughter?" The Black Demon Palace Master was stunned, then looked strangely at Mo Mou. This seemingly young man was actually Mo Mou's father.
Mo Mou's strength was considerable, though not as great as his. This man was Mo Mou's father, but something felt off about him; the young man's aura was completely different from Mo Mou's, something he could clearly see.
"You don't need to say so much. Just give me an explanation. Of course, you don't have to; I can come and get it myself," Qin Chuan said slowly.
These words carried considerable weight. The Black Demon Palace was a cautious and decisive man, but this time he seemed somewhat at a loss.
The Black Demon Palace Master was furious, almost to the point of vomiting blood. They were always the ones bullying others; when had they ever been pointed at like this? He was instantly enraged.
"Very well. I hope you won't regret it later. Now that I've made my decision, even if you beg me, it's useless," the Black Demon Palace Master said cruelly through gritted teeth.
"Regret? What a joke! You think you can make me regret it? Don't flatter yourself," Qin Chuan sneered.
"Kill him! Kill him! I want to tear him to pieces! Tear him to pieces!" The Black Demon Palace Master was somewhat deranged; he himself didn't know why he had suddenly become so enraged.
Qin Chuan's face turned icy cold upon hearing the other party's order.