After hearing what the ruthless man said, Meng Chuan pondered and shook his head slightly.
"Dark races are not that simple."
"The strength they show now is just a part of the weird race as a whole."
The dark race forces in the Boundary Sea are really a drop in the bucket compared to the weird races in Ertu.
The weird race is a large whole, but there are fundamentally different weird immortal emperors and different ethnic groups.
The black-blooded Immortal Emperors reproduced and evolved into the dark race, and there are other Immortal Emperors with strange characteristics, and they also have their own races.
Each race with a strange Immortal Emperor can be called the main lineage of the strange race.
Among the ten strange immortal emperors, Jiehai only faced the ethnic groups led by one or two of them.
And this is not the full power of the dark race.
Even a dark quasi-immortal emperor didn't have a lower realm. He just asked a group of dark kings to bring sacrifices to the Boundary Sea to fight, and the Boundary Sea fell into the flames of war.
"Let's go see Mark first." Meng Chuan said.
Things about strange races were not something he needed to think about yet.
The ruthless man nodded and walked out. Meng Chuan, looking at the ruthless man's back, was suddenly in a trance.
Meng Chuan suddenly felt strange in his heart.
He always felt that after such an incident, something had changed between him and the ruthless man.
But it seems like nothing has changed.
When the ruthless man faced him, his attitude, expression, etc. were still the same as before.
Meng Chuan didn't change much when he faced ruthless people.
There was obviously such a big event as resurrection from the dead, resurrection against the will of heaven, but between the two of them, it seemed as if there was no such thing.
It has changed, but it seems that it has not changed.
Meng Chuan felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Everything seemed like it should be, but it didn't seem like it should be.
The ruthless person stopped and sensed Meng Chuan's eyes staring at her back.
"What's wrong?" The ruthless man turned around and asked Meng Chuan.
Meng Chuan shook his head to dispel the weird feeling in his heart.
There's nothing weird about it, isn't that what ruthless people are like?
What about him?
He didn't seem to have anything to say.
Of course, Meng Chuan also realized that he liked ruthless people very much and regarded her as a very, very good friend.
"It's okay, I just got distracted." Meng Chuan said, and he caught up with the ruthless man and went to Mark's place together.
There are naturally people guarding Ye Fan here, including Ye's father, Ye's mother, his wife, daughter, and others.
"Emperor of Heaven." Everyone exclaimed when they saw Meng Chuan and Wu Ren walking in.
"I'm fine." Meng Chuan walked to Ye Fan and began to check Ye Fan's body to see if he was growing well or not. He was recovering well.
"Uncle Meng, how is Ye Fan?" Ji Ziyue was very worried.
"The life energy is strong and there is no danger to life. The reason why I haven't woken up now..." Meng Chuan investigated carefully and finally came up with the answer.
"His consciousness is still unclear, his soul is scattered and is no longer in his body."
"Wandering between heaven and earth, my soul entered heaven and earth."
"Is this dangerous?" Ji Ziyue asked.
Meng Chuan shook his head, "There is no danger. His soul will slowly return to his physical body."
"Facing the attack of the Dark Quasi-Immortal Emperor, Ye Fan's will should have made a breakthrough, but his soul was affected and dispersed."
"In his current state, he is slowly accumulating his soul, and it won't take long for him to gather and wake up."
"My suggestion is to let nature take its course and wait for Ye Fan's soul to return naturally, which will also be of some benefit to him."
After Meng Chuan's authoritative appraisal, everyone was finally relieved.
"Ye Fan has been running around for so long for Jie Hai, so let him rest." Meng Chuan asked Ye's father and mother for their opinions.
"Brother Ye, what do you think?"
"Follow your opinion." Father Ye agreed with Meng Chuan's suggestion.
Since Meng Chuan said that this would be good for Mark, he would definitely not lie.
How can parents refuse something that is good for their children?
"Then let him rest." Ji Ziyue touched Ye Fan's face.
"Uncle Meng is right, Mark has indeed not had a good rest for a long time."
Since there is no danger to his life and he can foresee the day when he will wake up, there is no difference between Ye Fan and taking a nap.
Father Ye, Mother Ye, Ji Ziyue, they can all accept this matter.
"Then let him have a good rest." Meng Chuan looked at Father Ye and Mother Ye, stretched out his hand and handed them two pills.
"This is a true elixir. After taking it, you can instantly feel like a fairy. There are basically no side effects."
Meng Chuan refined twenty-four true elixirs in the ancient times, and specially left two pills for Ye Fan's parents.
There is no problem for Ji Ziyue and the others to become immortals on their own, it just takes a little longer, but Ye's father and Ye's mother are not so good.
The two of them didn't have much cultivation talent to begin with, but now they have reached the pinnacle of quasi-emperors.
This is when he has reached the pinnacle of quasi-emperor while enjoying the resources of the Taoist world.
It is basically impossible to become a true immortal by yourself.
It's better to take the elixir and become an immortal, and forget about Ye Fan's wish.
Ye's father and Ye's mother naturally made excuses. They also knew how precious this treasure was, but Meng Chuan directly injected the power of the elixir into their bodies, leaving them no chance to refuse.
"The Emperor is awake?"
At this time, loud voices came from outside again, and the Dacheng Holy Body took the lead and led everyone in.
"Emperor Heaven, you don't know that I have been visiting you every day for the past five years." Dacheng Holy Body said sincerely and eagerly:
"I worry about you every day and look forward to your waking up."
"You visit me every day?" Meng Chuan expressed deep suspicion.
Do you want to see when I die?
"That's not the case." Dacheng Holy Body nodded, "I tell you, Emperor of Heaven, the Emperor has guarded you for five years, a full five years."
"Except for visiting Mark a few times, I never left him again."
Meng Chuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this and looked at the ruthless man.
Dacheng Holy Body said that he came to see him every day, but Meng Chuan didn't believe it.
But if a ruthless man has been guarding him for five years, then Meng Chuan believes it.
"The past five years have made the Emperor lose his mind." Meng Chuan said:
"It's really not the right thing to let the Emperor work hard for five years."
"What I can do." The ruthless man responded coldly.
The Dacheng Holy Body was watching from the side, really watching with eyes and anxious in heart.
Why did he feel that these two people had not changed much after experiencing such a life and death event?
Is there something wrong with your thinking? You two must be.
Dacheng Holy Body wanted to say something else, but Meng Chuan had already spoken.
"Go to my place, there are some things that need to be talked about." Meng Chuan said.
"I have now become a quasi-immortal emperor, and the dark race has also lost three thousand dark kings." Meng Chuan stood in his own small world and looked around at the immortals in the Taoist world.
"It can be said that falling into the world sea is no longer a concern."
The immortals nodded one after another, and there was absolutely nothing wrong with what they said.
Nowadays, the offensive and defensive momentum is easy to change. Even without Meng Chuan's action, the original boundary sea still occupies a strong position.
With three thousand kings of darkness dead, what else can the fallen world sea have to fight against the primitive world sea?
"But this does not mean that Jiehai can rest easy and be peaceful forever." Meng Chuan continued:
"In the past, Emperor Huangtian..."
Having said this, Meng Chuan paused for a moment and looked up at the sky, as if he wanted to find some handsome guy who might be peeping.
Of course, Meng Chuan was unaware and found no trace of Shi Hao.
"Little one!" Meng Chuan suddenly shouted, leaving the Taoist immortals scratching their heads.
Who are you calling?
In the troubled land, after his traces were exposed, Shi Hao's face darkened as he was being besieged by the emperors and was being killed.
I'm hundreds of millions of years old, and you call me a kid?
