Dark Guild's Attack on Snow Wind Family's Mansion

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The next ten days unfolded in relative calm and predictability, a stark contrast to the tumultuous events that had transpired in Alan's life recently. Alan had returned to his routine, and while he was privy to information about the world outside, little seemed to catch his interest.

It was during this time that Shen Xiu, Alan's slave and informant within the Sacred Family, brought him an intriguing piece of news. It appeared that Nie Li's ragtag group, the small faction that had managed to survive the turmoil caused by Alan and the Sacred Family, had regrouped and embarked on a new endeavor.

"They are gathering demon spirits," Shen Xiu informed Alan, her voice tinged with a hint of curiosity, "to set up an array that accelerates the rate at which they gather Soul Force."

Alan raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Soul Force? How quaint. But I suppose they need all the help they can get."

Shen Xiu nodded. "Yes, it seems that they've made some decent progress during this time. Each member has integrated their Soul Force with their respective Demon Spirit. Though, I must admit, their Demon Spirits are nothing compared to yours, Young Master."

Alan smirked, his confidence unabated. "Of course, but we shouldn't underestimate them. Especially Nie Li."

Beyond this newfound development, the days passed uneventfully. Glory City went about its business, oblivious to the intricate manipulations and secret alliances that lay just beneath the surface.

As the days stretched on, Alan focused on honing his skills and deepening his connection with his Demon Spirit.

In the midst of the uneventful days that Alan had been enduring, a sudden upheaval rocked Glory City.

The City Lord's Mansion, a symbol of authority and power, was under attack by the Dark Guild. The siege was swift and fierce, catching the defenders off guard.

Yet, the Sacred Family, despite being informed about the impending attack by their dark allies, chose to remain on the sidelines.

Shen Hong, the patriarch of the Sacred Family and Alan's father, had grand ambitions of becoming the City Lord of Glory City. He understood that to achieve this, he needed to maintain the support and goodwill of the city's populace.

Aligning himself openly with the Dark Guild would only undermine his chances and obliterate the support he had painstakingly garnered.

Thus, he made a calculated decision to let the Dark Guild proceed with their assault without the direct involvement of the Sacred Family.

Meanwhile, in the Sacred Family mansion, Alan was privy to this turn of events through his ever-loyal slave and aunt, Shen Xiu.

His relationship with Shen Xiu was a complex one, fueled by a mix of power, submission, and desire. Her seductive allure and Alan's dominion over her created a peculiar dynamic between them.

As the news of the Dark Guild's attack on the Snow Wind Family reached Alan, he found himself contemplating his next move. Shen Xiu, ever obedient to his desires, delivered the information to him, the sensuous sway of her figure drawing Alan's attention.

Shen Xiu was a woman of enticing beauty, her every movement and word designed to elicit desire. Alan's impulses often overcame him when he was near her, and he had no qualms about indulging in his carnal desires.

Groping her buttocks as they spoke was merely a playful interlude, a manifestation of the electrifying tension that simmered between them.

Their conversation was punctuated by this brazen physical exchange.

"Shen Xiu," Alan whispered, his voice laced with seduction, "Tell me more about the Dark Guild's attack. I need to know all the details."

Shen Xiu, her eyes clouded with desire, didn't hesitate to comply. "The Dark Guild's assault on the Snow Wind Family is swift and brutal, Young Master. They have the element of surprise, and it's a massacre within the City Lord's Mansion. Ye Ziyun, she's in grave danger."

Alan's grip tightened on her buttocks, and he let out a low growl. "I won't allow them to harm her. What can you tell me about the situation on the ground? Where is she?"

Shen Xiu leaned closer, her lips almost grazing his ear. "From what I've learned, she's fighting against the Dark Guild's members. But be careful, Young Master. The Dark Guild is ruthless. They'll stop at nothing to achieve their objectives."

Alan smirked, a ruthless glint in his eyes. "Let them try. I'm going to save her, no matter the cost. And if anyone dares to stand in my way, they'll regret it."

With that, Alan turned and began to make his way to the City Lord's Mansion, a sense of purpose and determination guiding his every step.

The battle raged on in the courtyards of the City Lord's Mansion. The members of the Dark Guild, many of them dying in the conflict against the Snow Wind Family, had secretly begun setting up a sinister summoning array.

They needed the Stone of Kong Ming and the blood of the fallen to activate it.

As the members of the Dark Guild poured their life essence into the activation of the array, the very ground seemed to tremble beneath the burden of their dark rituals.

Their efforts culminated in the appearance of a being that transcended the known realms of power—a Legend Ranked Abyss Demon.

The creature's malevolent presence sent ripples of fear through the battlefield.

This Abyss Demon was the stuff of nightmares, its bloodlust insatiable, and it could not distinguish friend from foe.

In its ruthless rampage, it attacked anyone who dared cross its path.

The Snow Wind Family, with the most powerful experts among them being Black Gold Rank, stood little chance against this unparalleled terror.

The few Black Gold Rank experts numbered only seven, and they were hard-pressed to defend against the ferocious attacks of the Legend Ranked Abyss Demon.

Even Ye Zong, the patriarch of the Snow Wind Family, fought valiantly alongside his comrades, narrowly evading the beast's devastating attacks. The situation was dire, and defeat seemed imminent.

But salvation was on the horizon. Alan, the scion of the Sacred Family, arrived on the battlefield just as the Legend Ranked Abyss Demon began its deadly assault. He surveyed the scene, searching for someone in particular—Ye Ziyun.

He spotted her engaged in a fierce battle against low-ranking members of the Dark Guild, her determined spirit shining brightly.

In the chaos of the battlefield, Alan's eyes never wavered.

Her courage was evident in every strike she made against her adversaries, the gleam of her sword reflecting the fire in her heart.

Even as the battle raged around him, Alan's feet carried him swiftly toward Ye Ziyun's location. He knew there was no time to lose.

She might be a formidable warrior, but even the strongest could be overwhelmed by the chaos and unpredictability of the Legend Ranked Abyss Demon. Alan had come to the City Lord's Mansion with one purpose—to protect her, no matter the cost.

As he approached her, Alan couldn't help but smile with a blend of admiration and affection. His heart raced with anticipation as he shouted to catch her attention. "Ziyun!"

She turned toward his voice, a mixture of surprise and relief in her eyes. Alan reached her side in the blink of an eye, his sword flashing as he dispatched her enemies with precision and grace. "I'm here to help you," he said, his voice filled with the unwavering assurance of a man who would stop at nothing to protect the woman he cared for.

Ziyun nodded, her gaze filled with pure love. "I knew you would come, Yue."

With Alan by her side, the tide of the battle began to shift. They fought together, a synchronized and formidable force against the darkness that threatened their world. Alan's strength, combined with Ziyun's resolve, carved a path of hope amid the chaos.

But even as they engaged the Dark Guild members, they could not ignore the looming threat of the rampaging Legend Ranked Abyss Demon.

Meanwhile, on another part of the battlefield, Nie Li and his group faced their own share of adversaries among the lower-ranking members of the Dark Guild.

Alan's eyes briefly flickered toward Nie Li and his comrades.