If it happened one more time (5)
But Yan Zifeng could not wait for millions of years.
He hurriedly and savagely shattered the Heavenly Dao, like a chick breaking the eggshell before it hatched. The vitality within the shell was wildly overflowing. If no one appeared to mend the heavens, the entire egg would completely lose its vitality, rotting and turning black.
The temples of the Tianliang King, Xiao Xiaochong, were already covered with frost.
Dian, Li, Ning, Xun, and Lie were among the five kings.
The Dian King and his female ghost cultivator, Bai Xiaoxiao, had returned to become the biggest pillars of the Tianliang Kingdom. The power of the Li King and the Feng family had declined because of the old enmity with the Bai family of the Yunnan King. Many years ago, the old Li King had retired and returned to his hometown, no longer participating in political affairs. Only his son, Feng Yuanxu, continued to fight for the country and rarely returned to the capital. King Ning was old, and the title fell to his daughter, Ning Meng. Although she did not have the cultivation of the old King Ning, the new king's talent in finance was amazing. In addition, King Xun and Lie were also facing the problem of dying and could not continue to lead troops.
If not for the Bai family in Tianliang, if not for Lord Xiao's reform of ghost cultivators as officials many years ago, the Tianliang Kingdom might have lost its ability to continue operating.
Compared to the human territories, the Cruel Sun Demon Realm was not much better.
Although there were many Adapters appearing, the environment was deteriorating day by day. The old demon monarchs had all been replaced. The new demon kings faced even more severe challenges. Without the protection of the life barrier like the Tianliang Kingdom, at least half of the races were in the predicament of having no children like the Wood Tribe.
The Water Demon King, Scale Armor, had become the new king of the demon world. Whether it was demon power or demon quality, he was second to none and was praised by the demon people.
If Scale Armor had been in power before the nine hundred year catastrophe, he would have given the Cruel Sun Demon Realm a hundred years of prosperity. But today … no matter how hard the Water Demon King tried, he still faced death every day … a sea of death.
"Qing 'er … do you think I'm useless?"
It was another sleepless night. The scaled man hugged his wife tightly as he stared blankly at the sky.
There were no stars in the night sky. Even in the darkness, one could still see the Mysterious Black Heavenly Leak that seemed to be strangling one's throat.
"Cough cough cough … … No, you're already very powerful." Ye Qing was too skinny. Even with the nourishment of the water demon's demonic energy, it still could not take root in the wasteland. Nocturne was already one of the oldest wood demons. However, if he didn't take root and didn't bear fruit, he didn't have much life force left to support his own life.
"Ye 'er, don't die …"
In the territory of the Dark Demon, Qing Ye was lying on a jade bed. At this moment, an adult Dark Demon was tightly holding onto the thin hand on the bed, sobbing uncontrollably.
Many years ago, in order to survive, Ye Ye left Mie Guang and embarked on the road of cultivation alone. However, without water and soil to nourish her, she still couldn't escape the fate of death. Finally, after ten years, she returned to the Dark Tribe and found the man who had been waiting for her.
"Don't cry. If I could do it again, I … … would definitely marry you at the Water Sacrifice Festival that year."
Not a single tear could be squeezed out from the corner of her eyes. Before Ye Ye died, the image of her third sister, Nocturne, happily hugging her brother-in-law, the scaled man, flashed before her eyes.
Regret!
She had done too many things in her life that she regretted.
She even ignorantly asked her mother, Ye Teng, for the ability to escape.
Little did she know that escaping caused her to miss out on too much.
If she had even a trace of courage, she would have been happy long ago. Even if she lived a little shorter, she wouldn't be so regretful when death came.
I forgot to mention that this year, the little bastard watched the Spring Festival Gala with us. He suddenly realized that art programs were good things, especially skits and crosstalks. He laughed and said that he had never been so happy before … … What is happiness? I feel that I have to write some jokes about Guo Degang for him to be happy.
(End of this chapter)
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