One of them was an incredibly beautiful and alluring female cultivator, dressed in a Taoist robe made of clouds.

Her graceful figure became even more alluring.

The other was a young man with handsome features, but an arrogant expression.

He sneered at the woman and said, "I wonder if the others had it so easy?"

"What's so difficult about killing two ants from this realm?" The woman smiled radiantly, glancing sideways at the man, and said, "I'll go and meet that Demon Lord, you go and find that Supreme Elder of the Spirit Cloud Sect."

"I need to finish this quickly so I can get back to my sect's grand competition. I can't let others benefit from it."

"Alright. I've located him." The man's handsome face was filled with arrogant killing intent as he soared into the air.

The little divine beast Mingyan had just subdued a large piece of heavenly fire when a sudden thought struck him, and he exclaimed, "Oh no, Demon Lord?"

He said to Yao Yao, "I need to go back; my master is in trouble."

"Who is your master?" Yao Yao, who had also subdued a piece of heavenly fire, couldn't help but ask as she turned around.

The little divine beast Mingyan was in no mood to explain, and only said to Yaoyao, "Your mommy... might also be in the Demon Palace, do you want to come with me?"

"Mommy?"

"What did you do to my mommy?" Yao Yao grabbed the little divine beast Ming Yan by the collar and lifted him up.

The little divine beast Mingyan's eyes flickered with emotion as it said, "I want to go back, back to the Demon Palace immediately."

I'll explain it to you later.

Yao Yao wanted to say something more, but was stopped by her brother Yuan Yuan.

He said to the little divine beast Mingyan, "We'll go back with you."

The little divine beast Mingyan agreed after only a moment's hesitation.

"good."

Looking at Yuan Yuan, who resembled the Demon Lord, he thought to himself, "Perhaps... he can save the Demon Lord."

The little divine beast Mingyan transformed into its true form, letting Yao Yao and Yuan Yuan sit on its lap. It then released the barrier, enveloping the two of them.

He was, after all, a demon king, far more powerful than that roc.

In an instant, it can fly thousands of kilometers.

Fire still fell from the sky from time to time, but he couldn't care less.

He felt that his guess was correct; it must have been the Upper Realm and the Lower Realm that killed the Supreme Elder of the Lingyun Sect and the Demon Lord.

He was conflicted.

But the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the Demon Lord.

If he hadn't awakened his inheritance, he might never have known the truth.

He was also one of those who killed the Demon Lord.

But... he was unwilling to do it.

The female cultivator from the upper realm had already teleported to the Demon Palace.

She stood at the entrance of the Demon Palace, looking at the eerie and terrifying palace, laughing uncontrollably.

In her eyes, even the most dangerous demon palace was nothing more than this.

However... she was very curious about the Demon Lord's appearance.

After all, that person was... unparalleled in the world.

Xiao Mo'er also came out of her room; she had just entered the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

It wasn't easy, and we have to thank the Demon Lord for it.

Staying by the Demon Lord's side, her cultivation speed inexplicably doubled.

Demon Lord Chi Yue sensed the enemy's power in the Demon Palace, a power he had never felt before, as if the enemy could tear the entire Demon Palace apart with a flick of their wrist.

"People from the upper realm?"

Just as he was about to teleport away, he saw Xiao Mo'er being suppressed by the oppressive aura, kneeling on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

He frowned slightly, waved his sleeve, and the oppressive aura emanating from Xiao Mo'er immediately diminished considerably.

Just as he was about to leave, his robe was grabbed.

Xiao Mo'er couldn't care about anything else at this moment, after all, he was the father of her child.

It's one thing to lie to a child and say they're not alive, but you can't actually die. At least let the child see them one last time.

She raised her small face, looking extremely worried, and asked, "Are the people who came really from the upper realm?"

What are they doing here?

Am I going to kill you?

Can you beat me?

Will you die?

Demon Lord Chi Yue: ...

His face was full of impatience. "Shut up."

But with a flick of his sleeve, he created a highly defensive barrier that enveloped Xiao Mo'er.

Xiao Mo'er knew she couldn't stop it; she didn't even know what had happened.

Why would someone from the upper realm suddenly descend to find the Demon Lord?

"You... came back alive."

Demon Lord Chi Yue paused slightly before teleporting out of the Demon Palace.

After he left the Demon Palace, he stored it in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Even if he dies, the Demon Palace is a magical artifact and will not be easily destroyed.

That female cultivator will probably be trapped inside too.

The female cultivator from the upper realm's eyes lit up when she saw a man in a black robe emerge from the Demon Palace.

She felt that the man in front of her was incredibly handsome, with an unparalleled good appearance.

But ultimately, she's not as good as the one mentioned above.

The one above is truly... an absolute beauty.

Many goddesses coveted it, but could not have it.

She was somewhat interested in it, but only somewhat.

"If you just stay with me... I can ask the higher realms to spare you."

Demon Lord Chi Yue coldly stared at the alluring woman opposite him, his eyes devoid of any emotion, and uttered only two words with disdain, "Noisy."

"Then go die!" the female cultivator said, enraged.

Even an ant from the lower realm dares to rebel.

Demon Lord Chi Yue coldly looked down at her, his eyes fixed on his own well-defined fingers, and asked, word by word, "How many of you are in the lower realm?"

"Two people are enough to kill you all."

When you die, the ants of this lower realm can die with you.

"It's a waste to just leave it there." After speaking, the female cultivator summoned her personal magical artifact from her dantian—a blood-red spirit sword. "To die by my personal magical artifact is your good fortune."

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