At that moment, behind me.

Long Li's surprised voice rang out.

But only Jun Liuyue could hear Long Li's voice.

In Zhuo Jun's eyes, all he heard was a low growl.

"Zhuo Jun?"

Zhuo Jun looked up in surprise, staring at Jun Liuyue with disbelief in his eyes.

Long Li continued, "Back then, Zhuo Jun, your father, and I were good friends. Later, we discovered Yan Qi's conspiracy, and Zhuo Jun fell off a cliff! He disappeared without a trace! Later, I was bound by Yan Qi's contract, and Jun Jing and the Demon King were sealed together. I never saw Zhuo Jun again."

Long Li never expected to see Zhuo Jun again after so many years.

Zhuo Jun's face was covered by a cloak, but due to the violent movement, the cloak fell off, revealing half of his face. Even with only half a face, Long Li recognized him.

Zhuo Jun raised his hand and pulled off the cloak that was covering him, revealing a face full of ravages.

His voice was hoarse, like a rusty door, "You recognize me?"

“I don’t know you, but she does.” Jun Liuyue stepped aside.

Long Li used her spiritual power to transmit a message to Zhuo Jun, who then realized that the Azure Dragon in front of him was actually his old friend.

Zhuo Jun recognized Jun Liuyue at first sight in the capital of Tianyan.

At that time, he also learned that the Azure Dragon Jade was on Jun Liuyue's body and tried his best to hide it. Later... the Alchemy Sect killed Sikong Yu after learning what he had done.

This is because Jun Liuyue is the son of an old friend.

Over the years, he has eked out a living, solely to find out the whereabouts of Jun Jing and Long Li.

He always believed that Long Li and Jun Jing were not dead!

"Yan Qi's departure this time must be for the Earth's core!"

Zhuo Jun suddenly remembered something and quickly said.

"Where is the Earth's core?" Liu Yue asked, frowning.

Zhuo Jun took out a purple jade stone, "This can sense the aura of the Demon King."

Jun Liuyue took the jade stone, infused it with spiritual power, and could vaguely sense a trace of the demon king's aura.

“Alright.” Jun Liuyue gripped the jade in her hand and summoned the Vermilion Bird.

With a leap, he jumped onto the back of the Vermilion Bird.

"Walk."

——

Tianyun City.

The streets were bustling and lively, with people coming and going in an endless stream.

Bang! Just then, a figure flew from the end of the street and slammed hard on the ground, sending the vendor flying.

The passersby were startled and instinctively turned to run away.

At the end of the street, a group of burly men walked over, exuding a murderous aura!

"Wow--"

A five-year-old boy burst into tears and sat down on the ground as soon as he saw the big man approaching.

The big man walked over and stepped on the little boy's body, causing the little boy to curl up into a ball.

"You, you people, have you no justice left...?"

The little boy's mother rushed out and instinctively pulled her child into her arms, but before her hand could even touch him, she was grabbed by the neck.

"The law? Hahaha! I am the law!"

The woman's body was very light, as light as if she were lifting a chick.

He flung the person away.

Some cultivators in the crowd couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward, but the cultivation levels of these burly men were strange! They couldn't tell what their cultivation levels were, but they couldn't defeat them either!

Soon, the ground was covered with people lying on the floor.

"Hahaha, a low-level continent is just a low-level continent! What's the difference between these people and ants?"

For the first time in their lives, they experienced the taste of the strong bullying the weak.

When faced with swords and blades thrusting at them, they only needed to gently deflect them with their profound energy, and these trousers were sent flying as if being destroyed by fire.

Soon, Xiudu was defeated.

Bang! A palm strike met from a distance, and Sheng Yang stood in front of the little boy.

"Are you alright? Get up quickly." The little demon helped the little boy up from the ground.

He handed the little boy to the woman, who, although limping, was not seriously injured.

The damage was severe, while the strong man's side felt like it was just a tickle.

Sheng Yang realized that this group of people were not ordinary.

The burly man at the head of the group sized up Sheng Yang and heard how the people addressed him: "Are you the city lord here?"

The burly man's eyes were contemptuous, showing no regard for Sheng Yang whatsoever.

Sheng Yang's face darkened. "Not bad."

"Hahaha." The burly man raised his hand and patted Sheng Yang on the shoulder: "From today onwards, your position belongs to me!"

An invitation that cannot be refused.

"Dream on." Sheng Yang easily avoided the burly man's touch.

Do you know where we are from?

The burly man laughed loudly: "We are people from the upper realm of the Nine Provinces. It is your honor to have your position as city lord! Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."

The burly man never expected to be rejected. He was like a god, and these people should willingly bow down to him.

A somber, murderous aura hovered above the blazing sun.

If Sheng Yang were to utter a single word of refusal, these people would tear him to pieces without hesitation!

“Dream on.” Sheng Yang repeated, looking coldly at the burly man.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences. Since that's the case, I'll grant your wish!"

They were born in a wild and untamed land, destined to be slaves from birth.

Having been oppressed for many years, killing is as easy for them as chopping tofu. Moreover... these inferior bloodlines, if they refuse to kneel before them...

I'd rather be dead!

The common people retreated one by one, watching the two sides nervously.

They had witnessed the strong man's strength; his eerie aura had rendered the cultivators speechless.

Even their city lord might not be able to repel these people—

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