As the dark night was absorbed into Xiao Fei's yellow gourd, the darkness in the Fifth World gradually dissipated.
However, this world had been ravaged by the dark night. What was once a land of beautiful mountains and clear waters, filled with ten-thousand-year-old immortal herbs, had now become a barren desert.
It might take tens of thousands of years for it to recover its original state.
Xiao Fei's immortal sense probed into the yellow gourd and found that the three people who had been taken in were now obediently asleep.
Even the once overwhelmingly powerful dark night was now firmly suppressed by the yellow gourd.
The yellow gourd had never disappointed Xiao Fei in its actions; it was only his own limited abilities that often prevented him from fully unleashing its power.
After being sucked into the gourd, Ji Wudi and Shi Xue had reverted to their original forms and were now floating quietly within.
If Xiao Fei didn't retrieve them soon, they would turn into blood water.
With a thought, the two figures flew out of the gourd and landed on the ground.
As soon as they emerged from the gourd, they immediately woke up.
As for the refinement of the dark night, it would take some more time.
Xiao Fei instructed Ji Wudi and the others to clean up the aftermath in the Fifth World and then left alone.
He wanted to check on Huang Feifei's condition.
He could only feel fortunate that he had taken Huang Feifei directly into his spatial realm and not left her in the Fifth World.
Otherwise, affected by the recent battle, Huang Feifei might have already self-destructed.
On the immortal mountain within his spatial realm, Huang Feifei sat at the summit, her aura extremely chaotic, still in a state where she could self-destruct at any moment.
Xiao Fei approached quietly to examine her. After all this turmoil, Huang Feifei's condition within her body had not improved; instead, it had worsened.
The immortal energy and demonic energy within her were two completely different forces, incompatible and clashing with each other.
He had no idea what she had gone through to end up in such a state.
Xiao Fei wanted to help Huang Feifei now but didn't know how to proceed.
He did have an immature idea at the moment: to give Huang Feifei the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, just like himself.
The Five Elements naturally possessed strong balancing capabilities. If she had the Five Elements Spiritual Roots, perhaps it could balance these two incompatible energies.
However, theory and practice could differ greatly, and the operation would be fraught with difficulties.
Although Xiao Fei had a large quantity of Marrow Cleansing Pills, Huang Feifei was currently unable to actively refine them.
Furthermore, Huang Feifei's body contained an extremely delicate balance; any slight external force he applied would shatter this equilibrium.
While these difficulties could normally be overcome slowly, it was not possible now. Huang Feifei was currently like a powder keg, ready to explode at the slightest touch.
Moreover, time was running out for Huang Feifei.
Xiao Fei simply sat down beside Huang Feifei to ponder a suitable countermeasure.
...
Meanwhile, in a cave dwelling within the Jun Tian Realm, the more than 2,000 black-robed masked individuals brought back by Xiao Fei were all in a state of utter distress.
They had all been poisoned by the "Fairy Undressing Poison," and their bodies were itching uncontrollably, forcing them to scratch constantly.
Many of them were reduced to mere skeletons, yet they still couldn't resist using hard objects to scrape at their bones.
Over 500 people had already succumbed to the poison, leaving behind only piles of bone fragments.
To alleviate the poison's effects as much as possible, Xiao Fei had placed them in the Jun Tian Realm after bringing them back.
His spatial realm had 191 times the flow of time compared to the outside, allowing Xiao Fei to diligently research an antidote.
One of Xiao Fei's clones was responsible for researching the antidote. Due to prolonged contact with the toxins, he had also been poisoned.
He was not faring any better, with little intact flesh left on his body. The intense itching was maddening, causing his very soul to tremble.
Yet, he didn't even have time to scratch; he had to grit his teeth and persevere in experimenting with and refining the antidote.
Time was life itself. Every day the antidote was developed ahead of schedule, dozens more lives could be saved.
With insufficient manpower, this clone had to be strong-willed despite his weakened state, enduring the torment.
Although he had nine clones, four of them had died in the You Tian Realm this time.
Zhang Yi and Guang Tou were both busy with their own affairs and could not be spared.
Additionally, two other clones were within a small world immortal artifact, which he had turned into dust and hidden beneath Mount Demon God.
To be precise, it was hidden right under the noses of numerous demon gods.
However, the powerhouses on Mount Demon God were also in a state of great turmoil.
Xiao Fei had previously disrupted their demon脉 (demon veins), forcing them to quickly seal the injuries of the demon dragon.
The demon脉 were the foundation of their demon race, and they had no choice. Demonic energy was constantly leaking, and they had to repair it as quickly as possible.
Then, they detected the aura of the Creation Jade Disk, and again, they had no choice but to pursue it.
Following that, they discovered the disappearance of the dark night, and Xiao Fei, right under their noses, took away over 2,000 black-robed masked individuals, who then self-destructed under their watch.
Xiao Fei's actions enraged them, making them wish they could dig three feet into the ground to find the Creation Jade Disk.
Even now, the demon kings' moods had not calmed down.
Especially the disappearance of the dark night, which further fueled their fury.
Who was the dark night?
He was the biological son of the Three Suns Demon Venerable!
The entire Demon God Clan had invested a vast amount of resources in him, intending to cultivate him into the next supreme powerhouse.
The resources consumed were not just treasures but also the great daos that other demon kings had painstakingly comprehended.
In addition to material consumption, there was also the morale of the demon race.
Take Shi Xue and Kong Liang, for example. They were once the backbone of the demon race, but now, even those who survived had become estranged from the Demon God Clan.
The Demon God Clan had little appeal to such individuals, except through the threat of force.
The demon脉 beneath Mount Demon God, through the collective efforts of everyone in the Demon God Clan, had finally managed to seal the injuries.
After completing this significant task, everyone was already tormented by the Fairy Undressing Poison, wishing to find a place to scratch themselves thoroughly.
They didn't want to stay in this cramped, poison-filled space for even a moment.
Fortunately, while this poison was tormenting, it posed no life-threatening danger to those above the Immortal Lord realm; they could slowly recover after enduring it for a while.
After all the members of the Demon God Clan had departed, a faint light flickered within a pile of shattered bones on the ground.
The light flashed once, and one of Xiao Fei's clones appeared.
Perhaps the demons never imagined that Xiao Fei had two more clones hidden under their noses.
On that day, when he severed the tail of the demon脉, he had no time to transport the treasure away.
In a moment of urgency, he could only stuff this section of the dragon tail into his small world and hide it.
This was all thanks to his small world immortal artifact. He had once plucked a fruit from the Jianmu tree and refined it into this small world immortal artifact, and it had not disappointed him at all.
When it was put away, it was about the size of a speck of dust, making its concealment extremely effective.
This clone of Xiao Fei had no intention of causing trouble. He only needed to take the small world immortal artifact and the dragon tail and quietly sneak out of the You Tian Realm.