In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

At dawn, the golden sunlight tears through the curtain of darkness like a sharp sword.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower is located in the center of the river in the valley, towering into the clouds.

The tower is built of huge black stones.

Each piece is engraved with intricate runes, as if it were a judgment from the gods.

The top of the tower reaches straight into the sky, and golden lotus formations surround the tower body layer by layer, with powerful spiritual energy surging like waves.

The air around it made a buzzing sound.

Faintly, one could hear the monster in the tower roaring with anger and unwillingness, which was creepy.

All the monster catchers gathered under the tower, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.

The ten winners stood on the steps in front of the tower, their postures as straight as pine trees and their momentum as strong as a rainbow.

The heads of each family stood behind him, their eyes sharp.

"Today is the most grand battle, and the demons and evil spirits are extremely vicious. But I believe that you will live up to everyone's expectations and slay the demons and monsters!"

Wang Jishan's voice was like a loud bell, echoing in everyone's ears.

Several people raised their heads slightly and looked at the towering Demon-Suppressing Tower with determined eyes.

"Enter the tower!"

With this order, it was like a battle horn was blown.

Ten people stepped onto the stairs with firm and powerful steps.

Then they flew on their swords to the teleportation array halfway up the tower and entered one by one.

Only the red figure walked into the bottom tower gate.

Suddenly, the figures of several people disappeared from everyone's sight.

Only a passionate earnestness remained.

Inside the tower, it was dark and deep, and a foul smell filled the air.

It was a smell mixed with evil spirits and the dust of time.

There were puddles of slime on the ground that emitted a strange glow.

Occasionally, a few bubbles would appear, as if something was lurking under the mucus.

The walls were engraved with various ancient runes, as if trying to suppress something.

From time to time, low roars and sharp hisses echoed in the tower, making people's ears tinnitus unbearable.

In the dark corners, pairs of eyes flashing red or green light flickered.

That was the imprisoned demon watching the intruder.

As soon as Yu Qingci stepped into the tower, he felt a powerful pressure.

He flipped two fingers and quickly circulated the spiritual power in his body to support himself. Then he straightened his back and walked straight into the tower.

"The food is here! The aroma of fresh flesh and blood~"

The sharp voice pierced the dull atmosphere like an arrow.

A black panther monster suddenly jumped out, spewing out a thick black smoke from its mouth, which instantly spread everywhere.

Yu Qingci moved as fast as lightning and dodged in an instant, his eyes full of contempt.

The Moon-Eating Wheel in his hand flew out instantly, and with a flash of cold light, the black panther monster's head and body were separated, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"This kid's flesh and blood smells so good! It seems to increase his demonic power!"

The sounds of greed rose and fell in the darkness.

"Go together!"

Someone roared, and a group of strange monsters swarmed in like a tide.

Yu Qingci's eyes were as cold as ice, filled with chilliness, and the Moon-loving Wheel in his hand was waved like the wind, transforming into deadly rays of light and shadow.

"How dare you, a bunch of rubbish like you, dream on?"

"You can't escape, this is where you will die!"

"Become our meal!"

The roars of the monsters filled the entire space.

Soon, screams were heard and blood splattered everywhere like a blooming blood-colored flower.

Those monsters were turned into pieces under the sharp edge of the Moon-Eating Wheel. Wherever it went, limbs flew everywhere and the smell of blood was everywhere.

He was like a god of death, killing indiscriminately and unstoppable.

He ran all the way to the big monster in the center of the bottom floor, with a mountain of monster corpses under his feet.

.........

Outside the tower, the heads of each family looked at each other in confusion, and the atmosphere was solemn.

After a while.

Zhang Yunfan was the first to break the silence, his eyes sharp as he said, "This plan must not fail."

"That's natural. Success or failure depends on this one move."

The other family heads echoed in low and urgent voices.

Zhang Yunfan glanced at everyone and said in a cold voice: "When that evildoer enters the center of the formation, it will be time for us to close the net."

The heads of each family nodded, all of them understood clearly.

Then, he waved his hand and said loudly:

"All demon hunters, listen up! Quickly retreat to the higher reaches of the valley and do not interfere with the battle in the tower."

Although the other monster hunters were confused, they had no choice but to obey orders and disperse to the higher parts of the valley.

Only the family head and eight others were left standing in the ten directions surrounding the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

The two empty sides were Song Sichen and Wang Jishan.

They looked solemn, with determination in their eyes, as they waited together for the right time.

……

The hall and courtyard at the back mountain.

A blinding light suddenly appeared without any warning.

In the light, the patterns of the teleportation array are clearly visible.

Immediately afterwards, the figures of Xie Zhili and Song Yingyue, who were supposed to enter the Demon-Suppressing Tower, appeared here wrapped in light.

Xie Zhili frowned tightly, his face full of deep confusion, and asked: "What's going on?"

Song Yingyue was also shocked: "Why are we teleported back to the hall?"

"Of course it's because the Demon Suppression Tower is not a place for you to enter."

In the courtyard, Song Sichen's expression was as calm as water. He gently put down the chess piece in his hand and raised his head slowly.

There was an elusive depth in his eyes.

Song Yingyue was at a loss: "Dad?"

"Master?" Xie Zhili bowed respectfully and subconsciously looked around.

The only person missing was Yu Qingci.

"Junior brother... why isn't Junior brother with us?"

"He is, of course, in the Demon Suppressing Tower." Song Sichen remained calm, without any emotion on his face.

"Why is A Ci still in the tower? Where are the other monster catchers?" Song Yingyue was puzzled.

Just as he was about to step forward to ask, he bumped into the barrier and was bounced back. He staggered a few steps before he could steady himself.

Seeing this, she felt uneasy and asked hurriedly, "Dad, why did you set up the barrier? What are you going to do?"

"What a father has to do is naturally for the future generations of the Song family." Song Sichen said with a kind look in his eyes.

Song Yingyue's eyes moved slightly, as if she had guessed something, and her lips trembled slightly: "Dad... are you going to kill Ah Ci?"

When Xie Zhili heard this, he was struck by lightning. He stared blankly at the father and daughter, his eyes full of shock.

Song Sichen looked calm: "That's right, only by killing him can our Song family's cold curse be completely eliminated."

"But you brought him back to the villa yourself! Dad! How could you have the heart to do that to him!!" Song Yingyue exclaimed.

Song Sichen took out another white piece and slowly placed it on the chessboard. His tone was calm but chilling:

"If I hadn't personally taught him to read and understand gratitude, how could I have killed him now?"

Song Yingyue couldn't believe it when she heard it.

The father at this moment was too strange, so strange that she suspected that the gentle father of the past was fake.

Song Yingyue suppressed her excitement and spoke word by word: "In the beginning, it was clearly our ancestors who persecuted them and their son, and that's why we were cursed..."

Song Sichen paused for a moment, and looked at the two of them, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes:

"It seems that you have other opportunities along the way. Why don't you tell me everything, Zhili?"

Xie Zhili felt that all the information in front of him was too shocking. His Adam's apple rolled slightly, but he still said respectfully:

"Master, I didn't know the story...so I didn't tell you the truth."

Song Yingyue clenched her hands in her sleeves, her voice trembling slightly: "Dad, I don't hate Ah Ci for casting the cold curse at all, can't you just let him go?"

Song Sichen stood up upon hearing this, his face gloomy, his eyes fixed on Song Yingyue, and he scolded her harshly:

"Let him go? How many of our ancestors have suffered this torture over the past few hundred years? Can you say on their behalf that you don't hate them anymore?"

"The generations after you will have to endure this biting cold. Can you stop them from complaining?"

Song Sichen's voice became louder and louder, shaking the air around him to the point that it seemed to freeze.

"Because of this cold curse, my father is still afraid of winter! How can you choose not to hate on behalf of the entire clan?"

"Master, there may be other ways to resolve this cold curse. It doesn't necessarily mean that I must die." Xie Zhili advised in a heavy voice.

Song Sichen glanced at him and said, "Zhili, I think you are my most proud disciple, and I am very confident in betrothing Yue'er to you."

"But don't forget what your master taught you. A demon is still a demon after all."

Song Yingyue's voice was filled with grief and indignation: "Dad..."

"No one can stop Wanshitang today. This is not only for the sake of my Song family, but also for the peace of the world."

"Reflect on yourselves here. Only then can you truly achieve something great when you go on a monster-killing expedition in the future."