"Jinxi, you have the highest cultivation level among the three of us. Apart from Wuyi's aura, have you sensed the existence of other auras here?" The demon king who looked like an old woman looked at the black-faced man and asked.
"Well, I did sense it. The guy who killed Wu Yi must have left from that direction. The aura left is very weak, so he probably left for a while." The black-faced man didn't hide anything.
"Do you want to chase?" The red-robed Demon Lord glanced at the black-faced man, then looked at the old woman-looking Demon Lord and asked.
"Go back." The demon king who looked like an old woman said expressionlessly, "First things first."
After saying that, the old woman turned around and flew away.
"Golden Rhinoceros Demon Lord." The red-robed Demon Lord wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the black-faced man raising his hand.
"Demon Lord Red Lian, Demon Lord Wuhuan is right, big things are the most important thing." After the black-faced man finished speaking, he added, "Besides, if we can kill the existence of Demon Lord Wuyi, even if we catch up, we can't
how."
"Let's go."
"well."
The Scarlet Lian Demon Lord sighed helplessly and left with the Golden Rhinoceros Demon Lord.
At this time, Han Yi, after escaping for millions of miles, chose a remote corner to stay temporarily.
Underground, in a naturally formed cave, Han Yi arranged several formations to conceal his aura, then sat down and looked at the figure lying beside him.
The figure's body exudes green light from time to time, which is the Bimutian spiritual water at work, healing the injuries in the figure's body.
Han Yi withdrew his gaze and began to close his eyes and regulate his breathing, absorbing the medicinal effects of Bimutian Spiritual Water in his body to treat his injuries.
I don't know how long it took, but after absorbing most of the medicinal power of Bimutian Spiritual Water in the coma, the figure finally woke up.
After seeing the appearance of the underground cave clearly, the figure immediately stood up, with a vigilant look on his face, a blue light emitted from his body, and an icy aura suddenly filled the air.
"I advise you not to use your spiritual power rashly. After you have been so seriously injured, it is best to adjust your breathing just after you recover."
Before the figure made any further movements, he heard a voice and immediately turned his head to look. When he saw Han Yi sitting beside him, the figure's eyes suddenly widened.
"Yi'er, did you save me?"
"Yes, I saved you, Han Mofeng."
Han Yi stopped adjusting his breath, opened his eyes, and looked at the pale middle-aged man. Han Mofeng's expression relaxed and he fell to the ground. A feeling of weakness immediately came to his mind. He fled around Tianyan City and fought continuously.
The accumulated injuries in his body have reached the limit. If Han Yi hadn't given him Bimutian Spiritual Water, he might never wake up again.
After sitting cross-legged, Han Mofeng checked the condition of his body and smiled bitterly.
"You gave me Bimutian Spiritual Water."
"Well, your injury is too serious. Bimutianling Water is mild and most useful to you." Han Yi said calmly.
"Thank you... thank you." Han Mofeng paused for a moment, not knowing what kind of expression to show. Saying thank you to his son felt strange.
Han Yi did not respond, and the two people in the underground cave suddenly fell into a relatively wordless silence. I don't know how long it took, but Han Mofeng mustered up the courage to look at Han Yi and spoke.
"Why are you here?"
"I accepted a mission to escort a few people to Tianyan City."
"I see. The situation in the mainland is now in chaos, and the beast tide has broken out. It has besieged four giant cities including Chongxiu City, Tianyan City, Tianjue City and Tianwu City. Tianyan City is also very dangerous. You will...
.....It’s better not to take any risks in the future.”
Han Yi gave Han Mofeng a strange look. When did this guy care about his own safety? When he was in Tianhai City on Lanyue Island, didn't he turn a blind eye to his son who had become a waste?
"Are you concerned about me? Master Han."
"Forget it...let it go." Han Mofeng was actually a little embarrassed. When he heard Han Yi calling him the Master of the Han Family, the look in his eyes dimmed slightly.
"What about you, why are you here?" Han Yi asked nonchalantly.
"Nothing, I just came here to do something." Han Mofeng's eyes flickered, and he was as nervous as a child when faced with Han Yi's questioning.
"Master Han, there is no need to hide from me at this time." Han Yi sneered, "From the time you took me into the Han family's underground palace, you should know that the hatred of the Han family is also closely tied to mine.
We are tied together. Although I will not admit that I am a member of the Han family, but I have taken advantage of the Han family, I will naturally avenge the Han family."
Han Yi looked at Han Mofeng with an expressionless face.
"Aren't your enemies of the Han family in that Tianyan City?"
"So, you know everything." Han Mofeng couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he saw the expressionless indifference on Han Yi's face.
"It seems that you are indeed here for revenge." Han Yi looked at Han Mofeng and said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years. It's really surprising that your cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Spirit Master. However, just by looking at it,
The cultivation of the mid-stage Spirit Master is like causing trouble for the Beichen family and the Shangguan family. Isn't it too naive?"
"Yes, it is indeed too naive." Han Mofeng also smiled bitterly, "Originally, I came to Tianyan City just to collect some blood essence from the direct descendants of the Beichen family and Shangguan family, thinking that you might need it."
Han Yi's heart moved and he was a little surprised.
"It turns out you know the secret of the Wheel-killing Sword. I took the escort mission to Tianyan City this time. I originally had the idea of collecting some blood essence from the direct descendants of the Shangguan family, but some changes occurred along the way and this goal was not achieved.
"
"It just so happens that I only collected the blood essence of the direct descendants of the Shangguan family."
Han Mofeng turned over his hand and took out a jade bottle and handed it to Han Yi.
After Han Yi put away the jade bottle, the two fell into silence again.
"Do you have any plans in the future?" Han Mofeng seemed to have thought of something. Looking at Han Yi, he said with some anxiety, "Now that the mainland is in chaos, the Spiritual Academy should not care about wanting you. If there is no place to go,
Why don't you come back to Han's house with me and have a look."
"Go back to the Han family? Not interested." Han Yi refused, but suddenly changed the topic, "There is something I think we can discuss with the Han family."
"What's up?"
"About how to take revenge."
"revenge?"
"It is basically impossible for me, or the current Han family, to destroy the Beichen family and the Shangguan family. Besides, it seems that these two families are not the only enemies of the Han family."
"Well, you are in charge of the Wheel-killing Sword. You should know that there are three bloodline sealing spells cast on the sword, so the Han family has three enemies. In addition to the Beichen family and the Shangguan family in Tianyan City, there is also the Tianwu family.
The eastern home of the city.”
"The largest family in Tianwu City, the Dongfang Family." Han Yi showed surprise, "It's actually them. What kind of family was the Han family in its heyday? How could it provoke such an enemy?"
"If you want to know, go back to the Han family. There are records in the family secret book."
"Forget it, it's better that I don't know." Han Yi curled his lips, "Now that I know who the enemy is, I also have an idea. It depends on whether you, Master Han, have the courage and dare to join?"
"Okay, I'll join." Han Mofeng's decisive decision made Han Yi stunned.
"Hahaha, Han Mofeng, it seems you are interesting." Han Yi flicked his finger, and a piece of memory crystal flew towards Han Mofeng, "Then take the Han family to this place, I will wait for you there.
"
"Okay, now that the demon tribe has launched a general attack, the outer defense line should be much weaker. It's better for us to leave here as soon as possible."
"agree."
After the two people left the underground cave, they cautiously sneaked towards the demon clan's outer defense line.
...
One year later, somewhere in the Eastern Demonic Territory.
There was heavy snow in the sky, and the earth seemed to be covered with a layer of silver. The cold wind was raging, ice crystals were spreading, and there was almost no one visible on the road.
An inn built near the mountain stood in the wind and snow. Pedestrians who were blocked by the wind and snow gathered in the inn to take shelter.
"What the hell kind of weather is this? It's such a heavy wind and snow, even spiritual protection doesn't work." In the inn, a bearded man wearing an animal skin coat rubbed his hands and said.
"Hey, Boss Chen, this is the Eastern Demon Territory. The climate is harsh, and it's not your first day here to do a mission."
The big man in brocade robes sitting at the table next to him laughed.
"Oh, yes, I have been here so many times, and the tasks have never been so difficult, but the weather has blocked me here." Mr. Chen, the big man with a beard, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
"Okay, don't complain. Although the snow is heavy, it won't last long. It should stop after a while." The beautiful woman sitting next to Mr. Chen helped him pour a glass of wine again.
, said softly.
"Squeak——"
"Huhu——"
The door of the inn was pushed open, and a violent gust of wind and snow blew in. Everyone in the hall turned their heads and looked over, seemingly surprised that anyone dared to walk outside in such weather.
I saw a young man wearing a black cloak walking in, followed by an eight or nine-year-old child. The child was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, and his beautiful little face was red from the cold.
Seeing that everyone in the hall was looking over, the child timidly hid behind the young man, holding tightly to the hem of the young man's clothes with his small black hands.
"Don't be afraid, close the door." The young man touched the child's head and showed a reassuring smile.
"Yes." The child nodded, turned around and closed the door of the inn, then came back and grabbed the young man's clothes.
The old shopkeeper who had been reading behind the counter looked at the young man curiously, as if he wanted to see something unusual in the young man, but in his perception, there was not even a trace of spiritual energy fluctuations in the young man.
"It's really strange." The old shopkeeper murmured to himself, "In this kind of weather, even spiritual cultivators dare not walk outside. This guy with no cultivation at all, even with a young child, didn't even find a place to take shelter."