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"Heavenly Fortune City, I'm leaving. But soon, I, Ye Fei, will return!"
After taking one last look at Tianyun Wufu and the Demon Sealing Pagoda in Wu Province, Ye Fei finally withdrew his gaze. With a resolute expression, he opened the map that Jing Wushou had given him.
This was the map to the Sea of Constellations.
The Sea of Constellations was the most dangerous area in the Eighteen Nations of the North Sea. It was once the base of an ancient sect, the Constellation Sect. It was also the battlefield of peerless Sovereigns.
Now, the shattered Primordial Spirit of the Devil Emperor was hidden there, as well as the true Spirit Devouring Sword!
"I wonder which sword is stronger, the Spirit Devouring Sword or the Phoenix Blood Sword?" Ye Fei was looking forward to it.
As if sensing Ye Fei's thoughts, the Phoenix Blood Sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if proud and dissatisfied.
Whoosh!
Just as Ye Fei left Heavenly Fortune City and began his journey to the Sea of Constellations, the Heavenly Yin Cult finally felt that something was amiss after not receiving any reports from the Family Ye for a long time.
A total of 20 Bone Messengers rushed towards Sky Fortune City from the distance, their faces gloomy and cold. In the end, all they saw was an empty and deserted city.
No one knew where the people of Tianyun Wufu and the Family Ye had gone. These bone emissaries would never believe that Ye Fei would dare to send everyone into the Demon Sealing Pagoda, a place that even the Holy Lands didn't dare to casually touch.
Similarly, the bone emissaries of the Heavenly Yin Cult were no exception. They looked at the Demon Sealing Pagoda from afar. In the end, they resisted the urge to destroy the entire Tianyun Wufu and quickly distanced themselves from the Demon Sealing Pagoda with reverence.
"Hey, what's that over there? It reeks of blood!" A bone emissary with a keen sense of smell finally smelled the strong stench of blood coming from the other side of the city.
Around the city walls stood many Blood Crows. Their eyes and feathers were blood-red, and they looked like they had eaten their fill. Even before they approached, they felt a chill run down their spines.
When this group of bone emissaries really got close, they couldn't help but gasp. Even though they were ferocious, many of them couldn't help but want to vomit.
The ten missing White Bone Emissaries and more than thirty elite disciples of the Yin Demon Leaderboard were finally discovered. However, they had all turned into piles of white bones.
The heads of the ten Bone Messengers were piled up like a pagoda. The Blood Crows stood at the top and laughed coldly.
And around the flock of blood crows, there were words written with white bones. "Vow to destroy the Heavenly Yin Cult!"
"Such ruthless methods, such strong resentment. What kind of terrifying opponent did our Heavenly Yin Cult provoke? Ten White Bone Emissaries and dozens of Yin Demon Ranking elites were all killed by Ye Fei! "
"This kid deserves to be killed. It seems like we need to deploy more envoys to hunt down this Ye Fei. We can't let him return to the Holy Land and the Sword Peak!"
Then, the White Bone Emissaries suppressed their disgust and started to collect the corpses. However, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. Especially the words written by Ye Fei. It was like a mountain that suppressed these Martial Honorables and made it hard for them to breathe.
… …
On the other side.
The torrential river was like a long dragon that spanned across the entire Zhao Kingdom. It separated the Zhao Kingdom from its neighboring countries. Behind it were mountains and in front of it was an endless river. It formed a natural barrier that protected the Zhao Kingdom.
On this day, a group of powerful martial artists brought some old, weak, women and children on a boat. They were prepared to cross the endless river and head to a new world.
The Emperor of Zhao Kingdom stood in this group with his hand on his sword. He looked at the Zhao Kingdom and the Imperial City with a complicated expression. At this time, a eunuch rode a strange bird and descended from the sky.
"Your Majesty! The Heavenly Yin Cult has already taken over the Imperial City and everyone has surrendered! Your Majesty, please make a decision. "
"Lu Chun, get up. I am no longer the Emperor. From today onwards, the Zhao Family is no longer the Imperial Family! You are no longer a subject. You can go and live the life you want. "The Emperor looked at Lu Chun with a complicated expression.
Lu Chun knelt down respectfully beside the Emperor and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty will always be the Emperor. It doesn't matter if his country is destroyed or if he has the throne."
The Emperor nodded and did not say anything else. He only used his strength to help up this old subject who used to be his life and death brother.
"Brother, these past thirty years have been hard on you. I swear that as soon as I return to the main clan, I will help you get the spirit medicine to heal your body, even if I have to kneel down and beg for it!" The Emperor's words were very serious.
The Imperial Family experts who were guarding the area hesitated. Finally, the most senior person in the Imperial Family stepped forward and asked the Emperor, "Your Majesty, are we really going back to the Main Family?"
"If we don't go back, are we going to stay in Zhao City and wait for death? I have already cut off the Imperial Family's Dragon Vein and handed the Phoenix Blood Sword to Ye Fei. If we don't escape with you, once that old witch catches up with us, all of you will die except for me."
"But ever since our ancestor Zhao Shenjian swore to leave the Main Family and establish his own faction, we have not contacted the Main Family for over a thousand years. If we go back now and live under someone else's roof, what if the Main Family doesn't take us in …" Someone said with a worried expression.
The Emperor shook his head with a firm expression. "That will not happen. We are not in dire straits. Don't forget that Zhao Shenjian and Zhao Qianjun came from our branch! This is our glory! "
"Zhao Qianjun?"
The Emperor's words caused many people to have complicated expressions. Many people subconsciously touched the ghost eye masks on their faces.
"What about Ye Fei? What should we do with Ye Fei? Your Majesty, should we spread the news that Ye Fei obtained the Phoenix Blood Sword? That way, the Heavenly Yin Cult will stop hunting us down, "Lu Chun suddenly suggested.
"Ye Fei?"
The Emperor's gaze was perplexed. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the Imperial City. He sighed and shook his head. "He is loyal to my daughter. I cannot let him down. Pass down the order to cross the river … Ye Fei, this is all I can do. The rest will depend on you."
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"Nan Ruofeng, the Heavenly Yin Cult has sent news that they have officially conquered the Zhao Kingdom and appointed a new Emperor. Is this the revival of the Holy Land you mentioned? Also, Ye Fei is being hunted down and Zhao Yu has been forced to join the Heavenly Yin Cult and become their Saintess. Is this the plan of your direct disciple to revive the Holy Land? "
When Jing Wushou returned to the Holy Land, he immediately went to the Successor Mountain and looked for Nan Ruofeng. This was the first time Jing Wushou was angrier than ever since Ye Fei had ignored the ban and rushed out of the Holy Land.
The Heavenly Yin Cult's actions were not only a slap to the Holy Land's face, but also a slap to the face of the Holy Land. However, Nan Ruofeng was still as calm as ever.
A group of Elders reprimanded Jing Wushou, "Jing Wushou, how can you say that? Nan Ruofeng is a direct disciple and the future Master of the Holy Land. You should show some respect."
"So you're saying that you're not going to do anything about Ye Fei being hunted down by the Heavenly Yin Cult?" Jing Wushou looked at Nan Ruofeng angrily.
Nan Ruofeng still did not speak. He seemed disdainful and cold. Huang Min beside him had already answered for him. She said sarcastically, "Ye Fei? That arrogant and disrespectful person. Ruofeng already gave him a chance. He didn't know how to cherish it! What's wrong with sacrificing Zhao Yu? As long as Ruofeng is in the Holy Land, as long as he can buy time for the Holy Lord, who is in seclusion, to break through to the twelfth level of the Martial Saint realm, it's worth it. "
Nan Ruofeng finally spoke. He looked at Jing Wushou with great pity, "The sacrifice and forbearance now is for the sake of becoming stronger in the future. It's not enough to be hot-blooded in a high-level battle. The most important thing is still strength. Between the Holy Lord and the Chief of the Heavenly Yin Cult, whoever can enter the twelfth level of the Martial Saint realm first will have the absolute advantage! "
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