Ye Wudao frowned: "Why could these three people from the Holy Immortal Dynasty easily enter the demon world that day?"
This is really difficult to understand. The demon world is a closed star field. Logically speaking, it is difficult for any strong person to enter. However, the three people in Tianyi seemed to have entered without any effort.
And he dared to confront the master here, that is, the Demon Lord.
While pondering, Ye Wudao suddenly thought of the power of rules. He had cultivated to the level of Half-Emperor, and he was not incompetent. In the Ancestral Land, it would be much easier for him to enter chaos than in the Eternal Realm.
In fact, what he now masters is the Avenue of Nirvana, but it is the law of the Avenue of Nirvana. In other words, mastering the laws of the Avenue is equivalent to the realm of half-emperor.
He has a deep understanding of the laws of the Great Way of Annihilation.
"By transforming yourself into the form of death, you may be able to start traveling through the sky and escape into another world."
Ye Wudao thought about it secretly and started to do it.
He began to transform his own breath, including his physical body, into the form of annihilation, which meant that it was lifeless and completely dead.
Of course, in the past, Ye Wudao might have thought that this was a stupid thing to do. After all, doing so might actually lead to annihilation, which would be tantamount to committing suicide.
But the current situation did not allow him to hesitate.
Once the battle on the Demon Lord's side is over, no matter who wins or loses, it may not be a good thing for him.
If the Demon Lord wins, he will definitely turn around and kill him, because to the Demon Lord, he is a huge threat, and his realm is secondary. The Demon Lord is afraid of Ye Wudao's talent, which is the most important thing.
In just a few years, Ye Wudao went from an ant to the semi-emperor realm, and repeatedly destroyed the Demon Lord's plans, making it impossible for the Demon Lord to invade the ancestral land of the Xiahuang human race.
Even if Ye Wudao is no longer afraid of the Demon Lord and the Demon Lord feels abnormal, it will not change his mind. At most, the Demon Lord can ask a few curious questions and leave Ye Wudao alive for a while.
If it hadn't been for the powerful man from the Heavenly Saint Immortal Dynasty taking action just now, Ye Wudao might have died in the demon world.
Gradually, Ye Wudao's breath gradually disappeared, lifeless and completely dead.
If there were outsiders here, they would definitely think that Ye Wudao was dead, but suddenly, Ye Wudao's body started to move.
He stood up, punched the void in front of him, and rushed in. When he reappeared, he was already in chaos, and the chaos here was very different from the chaos in his ancestral land.
The chaos here is very dark and filled with demonic energy. There is blood floating in the void, as well as some corpses and missing soldiers.
Ye Wudao exhaled a long breath and hurriedly exited from the state of silence.
Even though he exited very quickly, blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth, severe pain came from the internal organs in his body, and his mind was even dizzy.
This state of suspended animation cannot last for too long. If it continues for a long time, it will really be the same as death.
He began to wander in this boundless chaos, and his intuition told him that there must be a transmission channel in the chaos that could take him out of here.
A corpse that had not yet decayed floated by. Ye Wudao took a closer look and found that the owner of the corpse was wearing the robe of the Ocean Immortal Clan, and the aura in his body was similar to that of a strong person from the Ocean Immortal Clan.
He finally understood what was happening here.
With a sigh in his heart, Ye Wudao continued to fly towards the distance, looking for a transmission channel that might take him out.
Three days passed.
On this day, Ye Wudao found a huge blue-black city, as if there was life in it.
The buildings in that giant city were filled with a sinister aura, and were surrounded by dried blood. At the foot of the giant city, there were countless corpses piled up like a huge mountain.