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Chapter 1884

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High up in the sky, there was a small assault boat flying at the speed of an early Body Integration cultivator. There were three people sitting in the cabin hall. Yi Tian, Yi Shun, and Xiong Erbao were among them.

The three of them quietly set off from the Myriad Demon City and only dared to reveal themselves after flying for over a thousand miles. After summoning the assault boat, they directly went inside. For the rest of the journey, Yi Tian was the one controlling the charge boat.

Yi Tian sat around the round table with a communication jade slip in his left hand. He had a somewhat doubtful expression on his face. There were only six words on the jade slip, but this was the talisman he gave to Wan Qiang of the Barbarian Horn Clan for communication purposes.

He didn't expect her to be so fast. In less than two months, she had brought back a reply. Moreover, the location of the meeting was in the territory of the Fire Wyrm Clan. It seemed to be to avoid unnecessary trouble.

However, two Body Integration cultivators suddenly came under the jurisdiction of the Fire Wyrm Clan, and there was no movement from the clan. This meant that they weren't weak. Along the way, Yi Shun's expression didn't look good. Although they were going home, there was no joy on his face at all. Instead, he took the jade slip and read it over and over again. The corner of his mouth kept twitching.

At this time, he should be thinking about the people on duty in the Fire Wyrm Clan. Yi Tian and Xiong Erbao were aware of this, but they pretended not to know. In any case, they were mainly going to negotiate with Wan Qiang. As for the matters outside, let him do as he pleases.

The assault boat continued to shuttle through the sky of the Demon Realm. In less than half a day, they arrived at the boundary of Coiling Dragon City. After the three of them got off the assault boat, they restrained their spirit pressure fluctuations. Yi Shun led the team and directly entered through the east gate of the city.

Yi Tian didn't want to cause trouble, so he restrained his spirit pressure fluctuations to the early Deity Transformation stage. At the same time, he had Xiong Erbao wear an aura concealing cloak. As for Yi Shun, he directly went to find the city guards and gave them some instructions before following them.

Not long after, the three of them arrived at the city's famous trading area. This Fengyun Tower was located in the depths of the trading area, where the high-grade cultivators lived. There was no need for the Barbarian Horn Clan's spies to notice the three of them. The moment Yi Tian and the others stepped into Fengyun Tower's territory, a cultivator from the Barbarian Horn Clan came forward to inquire about them.

The person in charge of receiving them was coincidentally Wan Bo 'e, whom he had met in the past. He didn't expect Wan Qiang to play the emotional card twice. Yi Tian only smiled and gestured for Wanbo E to leave. He then led the three of them into the depths of Fengyun Tower.

After passing through several barriers, they arrived outside a courtyard. Wanbo E cupped his hands respectfully and said, "Seniors, please wait for a moment. Let me pass on the message." After he finished speaking, he hastily walked forward and struck the restriction on the door with a beam of spirit light. Three breaths later, a three-foot-wide gap appeared in the middle of the restriction, and the inner door was also opened.

Wan Qiang's voice came from inside. "Brother Yi, your presence brings light to my humble dwelling. Please come in." With a teleport, Wan Qiang was already standing in front of the main gate. He bowed to the three of them.

After returning the greetings, Yi Tian brought the two of them and followed Wan Qiang into the inner courtyard. Wan Bo E did not even have the right to listen in. He only turned around and stood in front of the door, taking charge of guarding the courtyard.

After entering, Yi Tian's Divine Sense found that there seemed to be three spirit pressure fluctuations. One of them was stronger than him and should be a late Body Integration Stage expert. The other two were very weak and were only at the mid Yuanying stage. He was confused. He didn't know why Wan Qiang brought two Yuanying juniors to participate in this matter.

After silently walking into the main hall, Yi Tian found that an old man in his fifties stood up and saluted him. "This old man is Underworld Guard Wan Zhongliu. Greetings to Brother Yi." Beside him, two young cultivators in luxurious robes hastily stood up and bowed to him along with Wan Zhongliu.

Yi Tian bowed to the person in front of him. "Taiqing Pavilion's Yi Tian greets Fellow Wan."

After a while, the two behind him also saluted and sat down in the hall. Before he asked, Wan Zhongliu spoke first, "In recent years, I heard that Brother Yi is very active in the Demon Realm. I can see your figure in several major events in the Demon Realm."

"Oh, those are just rumors." Yi Tian laughed and said, "Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Yi Shun and Fellow Daoist Xiong Erbao are the main characters of the Demon Realm. I, a foreign cultivator, am at most a cameo."

"Fellow Daoist Yi, you are too polite. Come, come, come, please greet the current Prince of the Netherworld Dynasty." Wan Zhongliu pointed at the two Nascent Soul cultivators beside him and said, "Ning Wenjing, Ning Wenchang, stand up and greet Fellow Daoist Yi."

With that said, the two Nascent Soul cultivators stood up and walked in front of him. Then, they knelt down and kowtowed to him. Yi Tian's expression changed slightly. He stretched out his hand and released a spiritual light to lift the two up. Then, he said in a deep voice, "Princes, please stand up quickly. Just based on your status, you shouldn't be so polite to me, a cultivator from another race."

Xiong Erbao behind him said at the wrong time, "Your cultivation is higher than theirs. What's there to be afraid of? Come, come, come, come, greet me too."

"You idiot, don't spout nonsense. Between cultivators, strength is based on seniority, but in the imperial court, relationships are still based on relationships. Since I've received the Imperial Prince's greeting, I've become the Imperial Tutor. It's not my intention to have such a burden for no reason," Yi Tian shouted.

After hearing this, Wan Zhongliu smiled and said, "Brother Yi, you don't have to worry too much. You can accept this greeting."

From the beginning to the end, Yi Tian realized that he was being led by the nose by Wan Zhongliu. He immediately raised his spirits and said, "I only have a copy of the Netherworld Imperial Family's Imperial Genealogy. Why did Fellow Wan bring two people here?"

Speaking of business, Wan Zhongliu's expression became serious. "In truth, I am also afraid that things will change. After so many years, the concentration of the imperial bloodline is not enough to open the Imperial Register, so I wanted to bring more people to try."

Yi Tian nodded and then took out a brocade box and handed it over. "Fellow Wan, please take a look."

Wan Zhongliu took the brocade box with both hands. After gently opening it, he quickly scanned it with his spiritual sense. After three breaths, he replied with a trembling voice, "It is exactly the same as the legends. Wenjing, Wenchang, come up and try to see if you can open the Imperial Register."

Hearing this, the two revealed excited expressions, but at the same time, they hesitated. After looking at each other, no one moved first. Wan Zhongliu instantly understood the problem. He pointed at a drop of blood between the two's eyebrows and drew it out.

After Wenjing's drop of blood entered the Imperial Register, a grey-white light appeared. The scroll automatically rose and slowly opened, revealing the contents.

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