The Primordial Spirit cultivators of the Devil's Palace and the Goblin Temple, as well as the Level Ten Daemon Gods, did not appear because of restrictions.
What kind of restrictions?
Naturally, they were existences of the same level, who were watching them from somewhere with the same level of power and vitality.
Perhaps they were in the Haoran realm, or perhaps they were … in the galaxy not far away.
The seal of the Realm Wall was meaningless to experts of that level.
When he thought of this, Yu Yuan subconsciously looked at the azure sky above his head. His gaze seemed to penetrate the boundless space and cast upon the brilliant galaxy.
It was as if he could see the Primordial Spirit cultivators of the Shenhun Sect, the Great Demon God of the Sky Demons, and the leaders of the other races quietly watching the Haoran realm.
Looking at this small realm.
For example, the Zu An of the Heaven's Reach Peak was using the Sky Observatory Mirror to observe the mortal world. Those ancient, towering existences like gods were also watching the Haoran realm.
The peak experts of the Goblin Temple, the Devil's Palace, and even the Three Great Sects should have sensed it at the same time.
They did not descend here because they were afraid. They did not want to cause an unpredictable divine battle within the Haoran realm.
This was because a divine battle involving Primordial Spirit cultivators, Daemon Gods, and many of them could cause irreparable damage to the Haoran realm.
And the Haoran realm was the foundation of the human race, as well as the homeland of the Goblin Temple.
Whether it was the current rulers — the Five Great Sects, the Shenhun Sect, or those who had been promised — the Sky Demons and the other races — none of them wanted the Haoran realm to be destroyed because of this.
Therefore, there was a mutual understanding.
A series of thoughts flashed through Yu Yuan's mind like lightning. He felt that he had vaguely grasped the thread of truth.
What happened next confirmed his conjecture …
First, the Phantom Demon Envoy from the Devil's Palace seemed to have heard the ancient demon language. This Phantom Demon Envoy, shrouded in the depths of darkness, nodded slightly to Zhou You, who had escaped from the Sword Dungeon.
Then, without saying a word, he drove the "Silver Rainbow Demonic Shuttle" and left first.
She represented the Devil's Palace. Her departure was a silent signal.
Suddenly, the mountains of the Heavenly Evil Sect, the sky above the Evil Spirit Town, and the clear day seemed to have turned into an eternal night in an instant.
It was as if there was a darkness that was independent of the heavens and the earth, covering the sky and the land.
The bright day of the Ten Thousand Mile Territory instantly turned into night.
Yun Hao of the Heavenly Evil Sect was overjoyed. He opened his mouth as if he was about to call out a forbidden name. However, he suddenly realized something and shut his mouth.
He looked expectantly at the dark sky.
In the depths of the mountain range, the heavenly devils and outsider experts from the outer realms all fell silent. Their expressions were grim as they looked up at the dark sky.
A suffocating aura came from the pitch-black sky.
In the depths of the mountain range of the Heavenly Evil Sect, birds and beasts crawled on the ground, trembling.
At this moment, Zhou You, Yan Qiling, and Luo Yue, who was holding a flower basket in her hand, all looked more serious than the last. They seemed to have realized that the person standing at the top of the Devil's Palace was watching them.
With a single thought, the bright day of the Ten Thousand Mile Territory was swallowed by darkness. Only the number one person in the Devil's Palace had this kind of power.
Demon Master Tan Xiaotian was an ancient Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator.
He was the most powerful existence in the Haoran World. He was on the same level as the demonic phoenix in the Goblin Temple. He was a peerless expert that even the leaders of the three Superior Sects had to respect.
All the cultivators of the Heavenly Evil Sect bowed their heads and murmured the name of that person in an incomparably reverent tone.
Under this suffocating pressure, the whole place fell silent. Not to mention the intelligent creatures, even the insects stopped chirping. The area within a radius of ten thousand miles was dead silent.
After what seemed like an eternity, or just a moment, the darkness faded away.
Daylight reappeared in an instant.
Yun Hao of the Heavenly Evil Sect, as if he had received instructions from the Demon Master, fought back his sadness and reluctance. He said to Zhou You above the sea of clouds, "The Heavenly Evil Sect will return to its original territory."
Zhou You was still immersed in the shock of the darkness. His usual smile was gone. He nodded emotionlessly and said, "Everything that belongs to the Evil Demon Tripod must be left behind."
He lowered his head to look at the Wicked Bead and added, "Including the Evil Demons in it."
Yun Hao seemed to be on the verge of breaking down. He made up his mind and said, "I see."
Zhou You was satisfied. He nodded and said to Yu Yuan, "Let's go to the mountains of the Evil Demon Tripod Sect. You are the new master of the Evil Demon Tripod. Theoretically speaking, those mountains should belong to you. "
Yan Qiling said with a smile, "That's how it should be."
Yu Yuan was stunned.
His soul felt dizzy and unreal. He was in a daze as if the three souls were not complete yet.
He was well aware of what the darkness that swallowed the day meant.
The Demon Master, Tan Xiaotian, was here. He didn't turn the situation around. Instead, he informed Yun Hao and asked Yun Hao to give up the mountains.
All the artifacts and Evil Demons that the Heavenly Evil Sect had seized from the Evil Demon Tripod Sect had to be returned.
Since he had the Evil Demon Tripod, he, as the only remaining disciple of the Evil Demon Sect, naturally inherited the ownership of those mountains.
According to Yan Qiling, that place was the first large-scale trading center set up by the Shenhun Sect that faced the outer space and the Haoran.
I am the master. Shouldn't I have a share of the profits from this huge trading center?
Yu Yuan felt like he was in a dream. He followed Zhou You and Yan Qiling. Accompanied by Luo Yue, under the strange gazes of Qi Nandou, Lv Geng and Chou Muge, they flew to the mountains on the Evil Demon Tripod.
In the air, he saw the sea of Spiritual Qi receding. He saw immortal birds and beasts moving around leisurely like streams.
He saw the Patriarchs and disciples of the Evil Demon Sect who received the order pack their bags and leave dejectedly.
Suddenly, an idea came to Yu Yuan's mind.
Yun Hao, who had merged with the Dao in the Carefree State, was forced to abandon this place and move to the forest where the Evil Demon Sect used to be. Wouldn't his combat ability drop?
"Is the Shenhun Sect so powerful that they can force the Demon Master to step back?" Luo Yue floated into the Evil Demon Tripod. In her soul form, she stood side by side with Yu Yuan. "Junior Brother, how lucky are you? You have everything just because you got the Evil Demon Tripod? "
Yu Yuan smiled like a charlatan. "I must have been blessed by God."
He knew that his speculation about the source of the Yin Vein in the Land of Despair must be true.
He had three lives. He knew the one in the bronze coffin in his first life.
That was why he could get help from Yan Qiling, Zhou You and the others.
Chen Liangquan, Zu 'an and all the people and forces related to the Shenhun Sect also took care of him openly and secretly under the orders of that one.
"Mr. Yan."
Taking a breath, he looked at Yan Qiling and said, "My mother's …"
"Don't worry. Her soul is just weak. It's intact." Yan Qiling comforted him. "There are many things in the Evil Demon Sect that can help her soul recover. Don't worry. Leave everything to me. "
Then, he landed on one of the main peaks. "This is the former headquarters of the Fiend Demon Sect."
Yu Yiyi, the soul of the Cauldron, was cheering.
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