As soon as Yi Feiyu left the palace, he summoned his men and hurriedly left the city, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Old man, you just wait." Winged Feather said coldly, looking in the direction of the royal palace.
"Your Highness, shall we head directly to the human realm?" At this moment, a subordinate flew up to Yi Feiyu and asked.
"No rush, let's go to the Demon Clan first." Yi Feiyu shook his head.
"yes."
Yi Feiyu took a deep look at Tianyu Palace, then flapped his wings and flew quickly into the distance, followed closely by dozens of powerful winged humans.
The corpses of Yi Bailie and the others had been exposed to the sun at the city gate for five days. Many alien spies were terrified when they saw this. When they heard that the Sword Martial Saint and the Mysterious Maiden Martial Saint were also in Zhuxing City, all the spies dared not go any further and returned to their respective tribes to bring back the information they had gathered.
In the Brocade Palace, Empress Lin Linglong was listening to her subordinates' reports.
"Let them be as long as they don't cause trouble. Also, report any appearance of the Winged People immediately," the Empress said.
"Yes, Your Majesty," Hei Yi nodded. Then, his figure slowly blended into the shadow beside him.
"Strange, it's been five days, why hasn't a single winged human appeared?" Lin Xiaoxiao said.
“Winged Feather…” the Empress said coldly, his image appearing in her mind, sinister and wicked.
"This person is probably plotting something again."
"It's alright, with His Majesty here, it's no use who comes," the Empress said.
In the past few days, the two martial saints have come to chat with Li Daoyi every day. Although they still don't know his strength, they have both gained a lot. His insights into martial arts often enlighten them.
"Eeya ya..."
A cute voice came from the sky. Li Daoyi, who was playing chess with the Sword Saint, looked up and saw the little guy flying around in the air on a black lotus flower.
"Miss Mengmeng, it's amazing. I didn't even realize it before." Sword Saint also looked up.
“You’d better not use trials to judge the people around me,” Li Daoyi said slowly.
"You're right, senior."
At this time, Dongfang Bubai and Xiaolongnu were in seclusion in the mental time room, cultivating. Mengmeng, without anyone to restrain her, ran around the palace and Zhuxing City all day long. After the initial surprise, almost all the people in the city now knew this little girl who rode the black lotus and flew around everywhere. Of course, Mengmeng was followed by many royal experts. The little girl would take something, pat her bottom, and fly away. They could only pay for it from behind.
"Oh dear." A cute voice came from above.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Li Daoyi stopped holding the chess piece and quickly looked up at the sky.
In the air, the black lotus emitted bursts of dark purple light, and then a small figure jumped down from the lotus.
"Mengmeng!" Li Daoyi quickly flew up and caught Mengmeng.
The little guy is fine; he just blinked his big eyes with an innocent look on his face.
"The black lotus was just piping hot," Mengmeng said, pouting.
Swoosh...
"What's wrong, senior?" Sword Saint, Xuan Yue, Empress and others also flew up at this time.
The black lotus flower floated silently in the air, with dark purple flames burning on it.
"Buzz..."
Just then, the black lotus emitted a burst of energy that spread outwards.
"Watch out." Li Dao waved his hand, sending the people around him flying.
The energy of the black lotus stopped after it approached Li Daoyi, and then turned into a black barrier that enveloped him and Mengmeng.
"Fellow Daoist..."
Black Lotus made a sound, and then a phantom slowly appeared, which was none other than White-Clad Wutian.
"Wow, it's Wutian, the big bald guy!" Mengmeng exclaimed in surprise.
"Fellow Daoist Wutian, what brings you here?" Li Daoyi was also somewhat surprised that Wutian had taken the initiative to appear.
"Fellow Daoist, this is merely a wisp of divine thought that I left on the Black Lotus clone," Wutian said softly.
"Something happened?" Li Daoyi asked.
"Alas, my true form has already vanished, and only now has this wisp of my divine sense been activated," sighed the illusory figure of Wutian.
"So fast?" Li Dao was taken aback for a moment. But then he thought that perhaps the flow of time was different in different worlds. It had only been a short time here, but perhaps decades had passed in the world of Journey to the West: The Sequel, and Wutian had finally failed.
"I don't know if it's as you predicted, but this wisp of my lingering will was deliberately left to you by my original self."
"Fellow Daoist, please come to my world someday and help me. I am not reconciled," said Wutian Remnant God.
"Don't worry, this is what I promised you." Li Daoyi nodded.
"Thank you very much then. It's a pity that the Black Lotus's energy is about to disappear. Farewell, fellow Daoist." Wu Tian clasped his hands together, a smile appearing on his face, before slowly dissipating.
"Whoosh..."
The barrier then disappeared.
"Ah..." Mengmeng pointed at the black lotus in the air, and saw that the flower arms of the black lotus were disappearing piece by piece.
"System, immediately recall the Black Lotus," Li Daoyi hurriedly said.
Immediately afterwards, a beam of white light emanated from his forehead and shone directly on the black lotus. The black lotus, which had been withering, stopped and then disappeared.
"Ding! Congratulations, host, for retrieving the incomplete Black Lotus Avatar of Annihilation and gaining 200 million points."
"Wow, three hundred million is gone all at once!" Li Daoyi exclaimed in surprise.
"Luckily I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have lost everything. It seems that the disappearance of the lingering resentment has reduced the recycling points," Li Daoyi thought to himself.
"senior…"
"Are you alright, senior?"
"What just happened?"
Who was that person just now?
At this moment, Sword Saint and his companions flew over cautiously.
"It's nothing, a friend of mine got into some trouble and asked me to help," Li Daoyi said.
At this very moment, in some distant dimension.
Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple.
The Buddha sat serenely on a lotus throne, dressed in a golden robe and wearing a jeweled crown, his face compassionate and his eyes piercing.
Below the Buddha are the gods, some joyful and some sorrowful.
“Wukong…” Tang Sanzang, draped in a brocade cassock, looked sorrowful.
“Ling’er…” A beautiful woman looked at the Buddha’s body, and the image of a handsome young man appeared in her mind.
Opposite them, Wutian, dressed in black, coldly watched the people around him as his body slowly dissipated.
"Buddha, do you think you've won?" Wutian asked in his last remaining cold voice.
"Amitabha Buddha, all conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows..."
"Wutian, can't you let go?" Buddha said.
"Let go? Why should I let go? Just because of you? If it weren't for those above, do you think you would have won this time? Just because of that relic that Sun Wukong transformed into?" Wutian sneered.
The Buddha's expression gradually changed, and he looked at Wutian with a profound look.
"Hahaha, just wait, I will reappear. When that person arrives, you will all vanish into thin air, I said it." Wutian laughed loudly, and then his remaining head finally dissipated.
The gods and Buddhas in the hall did not feel the joy of victory. Tathagata even forgot about resurrecting Sun Wukong. Instead, he stared in the direction where Wutian had disappeared and fell into deep thought. He knew Wutian too well; this man was not the kind of person who made boastful claims.
"Waiting for that person to arrive? Wutian, who is this person you're talking about?" Tathagata wondered to himself, a knot forming in his heart. Things seemed to have taken a turn for the worse, a feeling that made Tathagata very uncomfortable.
Just then, a beam of holy light descended from the sky, passing through the roof of Leiyin Temple and shining directly into the hall.
Upon seeing this, the Buddha immediately stepped down from his throne.
"Disciple pays respects to the Sage."
Upon seeing this, the other gods and Buddhas were immediately startled and followed suit in bowing.
"Paying homage to the sage."
"The secrets of heaven have changed. We have foreseen that a great calamity will occur in the Three Realms in the future. Tathagata, come with me."
A voice came from within the holy light.
"Yes." Then Tathagata stepped into the holy light, and the holy light carried Tathagata away in an instant.
"..." The gods and Buddhas in the main hall looked at each other in bewilderment.
Demon God Continent.
Yi Feiyu and his men finally arrived at the Demon God Continent, the territory of the Demon Race.
They had only been flying for a short while when a group of people flew in front of them. These people had bat-like wings on their backs, two horns on their heads, and looked similar to humans. These were the demons.
"Winged Feather, just as the Demon Saint predicted, you have actually come." A demon who appeared to be the captain slowly flew over.
"It seems you've been waiting for me all along," Yi Feiyu said.
“Of course, please follow me. The Demon Saint is waiting for you over there.” The Demon Captain said, pointing to a tall mountain in the distance.
"The Demon Saint..." Yi Feiyu murmured, looking at the mountain. He was a little nervous, after all, he was about to meet the Demon Saint, the strongest being among all races.
"Lead the way." After taking a deep breath, Yi Feiyu nodded.
Soon, the group flew to the foot of the high mountain. They saw that the mountain was entirely made of stone, with strange rocks standing tall, reaching a height of ten thousand feet. This was Mount Wansheng, the place where the Demon Saint usually cultivated. Ordinary people could not approach the area within a hundred miles of this mountain without permission. However, Yi Feiyu had just entered the territory of the Demon Clan and came here, which meant that he had made an agreement with the Demon Saint beforehand.
"The Demon Saint is only sending you up alone," the demon captain said.
"You all wait down here," Yi Feiyu said to his men.
Then he flew up alone.
As he leaped upwards, Yi Feiyu felt a pressure gradually build up on his body, making each flap of his wings incredibly difficult.
"Damn it..." He understood perfectly well that this was a test from the person above him.
He then channeled his inner energy, and a faint energy appeared on his wings, increasing his speed.
After a short while, slightly out of breath, Yi Feiyu finally flew to a protruding platform on the mountaintop.
Before him stood a menacing and terrifying stone gate, as frightening as a demon.
"Click-clack..."
The stone door slowly opened, and an evil aura wafted out, from which Yi Feiyu smelled the stench of blood.
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