With a loud bang and a howl, Yun Qing, who was about to leave after saying some harsh words in a proud manner, was kicked out of Dayue Temple by Chu Tian.

The black boot prints were deeply imprinted on Yun Qing's face, his tall nose was sunken, his rosy lips were swollen and black, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. Yun Qing drew a perfect parabola from the backyard of Dayue Temple and fell heavily at the gate of Dayue Temple, lying on the ground like a dead fish, his body still twitching.

In the sky, countless heavenly soldiers and generals that were circling and dancing around a thin white divine light stopped for a moment at the same time, looked down at Yun Qing with a mysterious expression, and then continued to flap their wings and slowly flew up.

Yun Qing, the eldest son of the Yun family, one of the Thirteen Clans of the Supreme Heaven, was kicked in the face in the Demon-Slaying City and flew out!

Following Yun Qing into the Dayue Temple, the white-haired old man ran out of the Dayue Temple screaming. He suddenly pounced on Yun Qing, carefully helped Yun Qing up, then pointed at the Dayue Temple and roared: "Bastard, you..."

Above the backyard of Dayu Temple, a thick yellow cloud suddenly appeared. The cloud vortex was spinning, and the spiritual essence of heaven and earth condensed into a yellow finger with a diameter of several feet. It stabbed down from the sky fiercely with an inexplicable force of desolation and death.

The white-haired old man was knocked to the ground by a finger, and the huge finger gently rolled on the ground a few times. The white-haired old man was like a tiny ant being rubbed in the mud by a naughty boy. He rolled over and over in the street wailing for several times, and then the huge finger was slowly retracted.

"Go back and wash your mouth!" Chu Tian sat in the backyard and said slowly, "Your mouth stinks, you'll get beaten."

The white-haired old man took a few breaths, stood up with difficulty, and endured the severe pain from the broken bones. He supported the unconscious Yun Qing and flew into the sky, flying towards the core area of ​​City No. 1.

In the distance, hundreds of streams of light were rushing over. The high-ranking generals sent by the Yun clan to Tumo City had already come to meet them and welcomed the two back to the Yun clan’s base in Tumo City.

In the Demon Slayer City, various information channels quickly spread everything that happened here. The news that the Lan and Yun clans of the Thirteen Clans wanted to embarrass a newcomer but were severely slapped in the face quickly spread throughout the Demon Slayer City and spread to other places in the Chaos Sky Realm at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, news spread rapidly that one of the nine heavenly kings stationed in Tumo City by the Lan clan of the thirteen clans was missing, and three others had their divine bodies shattered, leaving only their souls escaping.

Correspondingly, the name of "Dayasu Temple" established by Chu Tian also spread in all directions along with this information.

The Chaos Sky Realm is about three months' voyage away from the Demon-Slaying City. In an extremely chaotic meteorite belt, an invisible magnetic field has opened up a small space with a diameter of about ten thousand miles, and more than a dozen small land masses with a radius of a thousand miles are quietly suspended in it.

There is a powerful formation that gathers the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, forcibly compressing it to cause it to collapse and fuse. A fireball with a diameter of tens of miles is suspended above each small piece of land, constantly emitting intense light and heat like a small sun.

These fireballs brought enough heat to these small landmasses. Relying on the formation to adjust, these small landmasses produced wind, clouds, rain and lightning, and it was spring-like all year round, with all kinds of vegetation growing very well. Large tracts of fertile land were also opened up here, planting a variety of crops, various fruits and vegetables, and even large tracts of medicinal fields full of rare medicinal herbs.

Dense camps were built on these small land masses, and countless men with brutal auras and hideous faces came in and out.

There are fights and brawls here all the time, people are bleeding and dying at any time, the pungent smell of alcohol is everywhere, and women's screams can be heard from time to time.

Flying boats of all sizes and of different ages are docked at the port area opened up on the edge of the landmass. Occasionally, fleets of varying sizes come in and out. The fleets are filled with burly men with murderous looks on their faces. Among them are humans, monsters, ghost cultivators, and some strange and bizarre tribes.

This nameless space is a bandits' den in the Holy Spirit Heaven of the Chaos Realm.

Countless vicious villains from the Holy Spirit Heaven who wanted to fight for their lives in the Chaos Heaven Realm, make a fortune and get ahead used this place as their center, where they replenished supplies and rested. From time to time, they attacked in groups like a group of hungry wolves, sneaking into various settlements and mines in the Supreme Heaven and looting wealth and slaves.

With a thump, three pitch-black flying boats, more than a dozen miles long, knocked aside dozens of rolling meteorites and rushed into this small space. Blood-colored flags were hung above the flying boats, and the emblems on the three flags were different. The flag of the leading flying boat had a dragon horn painted on it, and the flags of the two flying boats behind it had a fox tail and a tiger tooth painted on them respectively.

The deck of the flying boat was filled with sturdy men wearing armor of various colors and exuding a murderous aura. They were laughing and shouting loudly, discussing their gains.

According to their voices, this time they successfully attacked a mine established by a monk from the Supreme Heaven, looted a large number of spirit crystals and precious metals, and captured thousands of monks from the Supreme Heaven, obtaining a large number of valuable mining and smelting tools. The harvest was very rich.

The three flying boats slowly flew towards a small piece of land on the edge of the bandit's nest. This was a small piece of land that was more than 1,800 miles long and more than 500 miles wide, shaped like a willow leaf. At one end of the land, a long row of earth and stone walls enclosed a third of the land. On the ten-foot-high earth and stone walls, blood-colored flags with dragon horns, fox tails, and tiger teeth could be seen everywhere.

The three flying boats slowly flew over the base. Many sturdy men on the ground came out of the camp, waving their weapons and cheering loudly at the three flying boats in the sky.

A black cloud flew out from the leading flying boat, and a dragon body several feet thick rolled in the dark cloud, then sank into a lake with a diameter of one hundred miles in the middle of the base and disappeared.

An old man, who was only about four feet tall, had an immortal look, a three-foot-long beard on his chin, and a cunning look when his eyes moved around. He walked out of the second flying boat slowly with his hands behind his back. He looked around with a smack of his lips and shouted loudly: "Children, hurry up and work, move all the treasures in the cabin out..."

With a little saliva glistening at the corner of his mouth, the old man squinted his eyes and smiled brightly, saying, "By the way, are the roast chickens I asked you to prepare before I set off ready? Let's have a hundred roast chickens to fill our stomachs first... Hee, the greasy chicken butts are the most delicious!"

A tiger-faced man who was over three meters tall, with muscles as solid as iron ingots and a heavy aura like a mountain, strode out of the cabin. He carried a machete on his shoulder and laughed loudly, "Come on! Boys, bring some wine!"