Chen Nan took out the Demon Spirit Pill, the aura within making Yuan Sensen pause, thinking it was too familiar—this was the aura of his clan uncle.

"Did you refine my clan uncle into this pill?" Yuan Sensen’s eyes widened, and he screamed in disbelief.

Chen Nan nodded calmly: "Indeed, but I can’t give you the pill, so I’ll let you have a taste."

Yuan Sensen’s gaze was filled with terror, and he clenched his fist: "Are you a human?"

The Divine Calculator beside him could hardly hold back, unable to suppress his laughter anymore, and finally could not resist, clutching his stomach as he laughed out loud.

"This is killing me! Letting her have a taste? Junior brother, I must say, you have quite a ruthless streak!" He gave a thumbs up.

Chen Nan sighed helplessly and said, "Back on Dragon Fall Island, we were enemies. When your Demon Clan killed my Human Clan, they also ate the corpses directly, so refining your clan uncle into spirit pills isn’t hard to understand."

"This pill is of great use to me, so I can’t give it to you. If you want some compensation, I can accept that."

Yuan Sensen stared at the blood-red pill, and after a long pause, sighed: "Forget it, the Great Saint told us to let go of past grievances. What’s gone is gone."

"The dead can’t come back to life, and the living must live well, so I won’t blame you."

"But!" Yuan Sensen suddenly shifted the tone: "Next time, if you say something like letting me have a taste, I swear I’ll bite you to death, even if it kills me!"

Chen Nan shrugged and smiled as he put away the Demon Spirit Pill: "Alright, I’ll remember that."

The three continued on their way to a certain place in the city, and the Divine Calculator quietly asked, "Junior brother, do you really want to rescue those from the Demon Clan?"

"What if they turn against us once we save them? Won’t we be in danger?"

Chen Nan sighed: "I’m worried about that too, but if we don’t rescue the Demon Clan, how will we deal with the Ghost Clan’s Ghost King? We’ll end up as tools for the Ghost Clan to drain our essence energy."

The Divine Calculator nodded in agreement: "Yeah, it seems we have no choice but to risk it. Let’s hope the Demon Clan has some conscience left."

After passing through several streets, they noticed a few members of the Ghost Clan emerging from a building, seemingly heading to the same destination, so they quietly followed them.

Because the demon qi emanating from Yuan Sensen was too conspicuous, Chen Nan set up a restriction to help her conceal it.

Soon, they arrived at a corner of Fengdu City, where there were no buildings, but a small mountain peak. Several members of the Ghost Clan climbed directly to the top.

"Our Demon Clan is imprisoned up there." Yuan Sensen’s gaze was still mixed with some fear as she pointed to the top of the peak.

Chen Nan pondered for a moment, then said: "You stay here, I’ll go up and check the situation first."

They were the only ones who could rescue those from the Demon Clan. If they were captured too, there would be no hope left, so Chen Nan was exceedingly cautious.

In the next moment, Chen Nan wielded the power of the spiritual object "Erosion Sun," turning himself into a shadow and blending into the shadows on the ground, swiftly heading towards the peak.

Atop the mountain, there was a wide cave, and within the cave, thousands of Demon Clan members were imprisoned. At the entrance, several members of the Ghost Clan stood guard.

These guards were surrounded by dense Yin Energy. Though their cultivation hadn’t reached the Ghost King realm, they were big ghosts, comparable to cultivators in the Golden Core Realm.

The cave might not contain all the remaining Demon Clan from the East Sea, but it definitely held a significant portion. The Demon Clan suffered greatly from the battle on Dragon Fall Island.

The Human Clan also experienced heavy casualties, but they had the advantage of rapid reproduction, replenishing their numbers within centuries.

Not so for the Demon Clan, who were naturally powerful but found it exceedingly difficult to reproduce, perhaps only having one offspring every few centuries, while humans would have multiplied through countless generations by then.

"Great Saint, are we to be forever imprisoned here, reduced to tools for the Ghost Clan to drain our essence energy? How is this different from livestock?"

A Demon Clan Demon King asked, his face full of grief and indignation.

In the center of all the Demon Clan, the Great Saint Ao Hao knelt on the ground, his hands raised by chains, sharp iron hooks pierced his shoulder blades, and the chains were covered in a black mist.

Even in the center of his chest, there was an iron nail enveloped with black mist, penetrating his chest and sealing all his cultivation.

The same was true for the other Demon Clan members. The Ghost Clan fed on them to drain their essence energy, certainly sealing their cultivation.

All the Demon Clan in the cave looked extremely emaciated, with dark circles under their eyes—a clear indication that much essence energy had been extracted, leaving them very weak.

Even Ao Hao, with disheveled hair, looked defeated. Although the Demon Clan had lost before, he had never been this disheveled. He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with murkiness.

"Don’t give up! One day, we will be saved!"

Another Demon King sighed: "If anyone can save me now, I would even be willing to serve them as a beast of burden!"

"Haha, you have no chance. Just obediently remain our ’Essence Slaves’!"

Several members of the Ghost Clan walked into the cave, transforming from their guise of ordinary mortals back into their Ghost Clan forms.

Tall, with horns atop their heads, and covered in eerie black markings.

"Damn it! If you have the guts, release me and let’s have a fight!" A Demon King roared.

All the Demon Kings had hooks driven through their shoulder blades, their chests sealed with iron nails, and their hands raised, causing the chains to clatter when they moved.

Those below the Demon Kings were merely sealed in their cultivation, becoming as vulnerable as mortals, lacking the power to pull out the nails.

"Heh, didn’t we fight before? You lost, and now you must accept your fate."

A member of the Ghost Clan chuckled, unfazed by the taunt.

They approached several Demon Kings, opening their mouths, their straw-like appendages extending to attach to the Demon Clan members.

No matter how the Demon Kings struggled, they couldn’t break free.

Soon, they felt their bodies grow weary and weak, lacking even the strength to resist.

"Truly delicious, it’s been so long since I’ve tasted the essence with such pleasure. Don’t any of you die on us." One Ghost Clan member said, satisfied.

Another Ghost Clan member seemed to recall something, pausing before leaving: "Oh, by the way, here’s some news for you—there are newcomers in Fengdu City."

"But this time, it’s humans, and they might soon join you."

The Demon Clan brightened briefly at the thought of newcomers, but their hope faded when they realized they were humans.

Not to mention humans struggling to survive, given the grudge between them and the Demon Clan, it was impossible for humans to come to their rescue!