At dawn, several dazzling shadows flashed across a vast mountain range covered in dark clouds.
"Alright, this should be the temporary negotiation camp prepared by the Demonic Sect. Let's put on our masks."
A man of medium build spoke up, standing beside a tall, bright-eyed man and three teenagers of different styles.
"Okay, so the three of you have followed me here?"
Wait for me here.
The man with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes nodded and said that it was Yan Quan. Behind him were Su Yao, Chu Ruoxue, and Long Caile, who had been clamoring to come along.
However, considering that the three men's strength was a great asset, Quan did not refuse.
But in the end, they still arranged for a few people to wait outside, to take action if anything unexpected happened.
Surprisingly, the three women agreed and obediently stayed where they were.
"It's all your fault, you two. You were going to make him tell you everything about the vixen."
Long Caile crossed her arms and said unhappily.
"Heh, who cares what kind of background that so-called demonic sect witch is? She dares to steal my senior brother, so I'll just kill her."
Chu Ruoxue replied casually, a hint of murderous intent flashing in her eyes.
Staying here might be a good opportunity to ambush and kill that demonic witch on her way.
"The leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect is not easy to deal with. I have been secretly competing with her for many years and know her strength. The two of you cannot do anything to her, and you may even be defeated by her..."
Let's listen to Yan Quan's arrangements for now.
Su Yao calmly analyzed the situation. It was basically impossible to persuade the two people in front of her to listen to her, so she should focus on achieving her own goals.
Her heart was in turmoil for the first time in a long time; the last time she felt this way was when Yan Quan abandoned her.
Mother...we're finally going to see each other again.
...
On the other side, after putting on their masks, Yan Quan and his companion set off again and soon arrived at the Demonic Sect's camp.
With several servants leading the way, the group arrived at a large tent.
"Where...the negotiators are?"
Deng Yuan pointed to the empty main seat and asked, but the demonic cultivator who was leading the way simply gestured for everyone to sit down and wait before leaving, his attitude extremely casual and full of contempt.
"Hmph! If they hadn't arrested our people, I'd probably be here putting up with this nonsense."
After Deng Yuan saw the members of the Demonic Cult withdraw from the main tent, he slammed his fist on the table and said angrily.
"They probably don't take us seriously. That's good, though. Their underestimation of us will actually be advantageous during negotiations."
Yan Quan said calmly, gesturing for Deng Yuan to quiet down.
After all, this also means that Ye Jinxuan definitely won't be there in person, which is a good thing for him.
Not long after Yan Quan finished speaking, a strange feeling flashed by, and after a moment of confusion, two more people suddenly appeared on the main seat.
One of the people sitting there had beautiful purple hair, and her purple eyes held a hint of weariness. Her flawless face made it impossible to look away.
Standing next to the woman was a woman with a slender figure wearing a horned mask.
How could it be them????!
Yan Quan felt a sense of foreboding, realizing that his magic had sealed his entire being, including his soul.
"Cough cough."
Only after he made sure everything was correct did he wake up Deng Yuan, who was still stunned.
"So you're from that alliance?"
"Tsk, how boring. Why does that old woman Ye Jinxuan always make me do these things? It's such a waste of my time."
The purple-haired girl propped her head up and spoke lazily.
Her gaze casually swept over the two of them, and Yan Quan subconsciously lowered his head upon seeing this.
"Fellow Daoist... no, fairy, we are from the Extraterrestrial Alliance, here to negotiate. May we see our people first?"
After realizing what was happening, Deng Yuan spoke righteously and solemnly.
He's a professional, so in this situation he has to be neither arrogant nor humble in order to pique the other person's interest.
"Ah, oh, I don't know where your people are, but you brought that... what... what ruler..."
"Myriad Realms Ruler"
The masked woman beside her reminded him.
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