C1067 Centennial
C1067 Centennial
At the same time, countless hair-thin Windfiend Clan members penetrated the cracks in space of the Fiend World and floated out of the Spatial Turbulence. They began to surround the ninety slain planes, searching in every direction. This Wind Shadow Clan was a very special kind of creature. Its body could transform into a gust of wind, dodging the attacks of the spatial shards. Although the speed of travel in the air is not fast, but victory in numbers. Under the arrangements of the Wind Demon Clan Patriarch, all the Spatial Turbulence in the vicinity of the continent that belonged to Ao Bama were all monitored!
It was just that after half a year, there was no news of any humans or strange creatures. At the same time, the material planes didn't suffer any attacks!
In his fury, Ao Bama gave the Wind Shadow Clan the order to continue investigating, and at the same time began to investigate the inside of the Demon World. As a result, he discovered that none of the material planes belonging to the Fiend World were being attacked. The human man that had descended from the skies and killed his ninety little Sacred Grounds had completely vanished, as if he hadn't appeared at all!
Ao Bama did not relax, as he continued to attract Ao Ji's attention. To the demon realm, the God Realm was just a low level plane. Sooner or later, it would become a plane attached to the Fiend Realm, and it had always been the Fiend Realm that attacked the God Realm.
Countless years ago, Ancestral Devil led the citizens of the Demon Realm through Planar Battlefield and almost captured the God Realm. Unfortunately, in the end, they were used eerily by despicable humans, and were forever suppressed under the Abyss Of Sin. Not long ago, the Demon World organized another large-scale attack, and in the end, it was a complete defeat. But now, a human from the God Realm had actually destroyed 90 little sacred worlds?
What a shame!
To Ao Bama, the direct descendant of the Ancestral Devil, this was an intolerable matter. Therefore, he swore to capture this human male, and make him howl painfully under Ao Ji's Devil Whip. So after searching for more than ten years, although he still could not find the human man's figure, he still let countless scouts continue to search. He believed that the ninety planes wouldn't satisfy the appetite of this man. He would definitely attack!
There was someone who cared so much about him, and he was also the supreme existence of the Fiend Realm! If Ye Qinghan knew about this, he would definitely get goosebumps!
The decisions made by the Lord Devouring were incredibly wise. The Soul Emperor Pavilion made a huge detour and they flew at full speed, allowing them to avoid the detection of countless Wind Demon Clan lurking within the Spatial Turbulence! By the time Ao Bama sent out the scout, the Soul Emperor Pavilion had already flown far away from the material plane that Ao Bama belonged to. He even liked to fly close to the spatial whirlpool when he was far away from any other material plane!
The difference between the Demon Realms was extremely clear. If the Demon Life Form from this continent went to another continent, they would immediately be killed and devoured. Occasionally, wars would break out between the two continents as well. Especially after the Ancestral Devil was suppressed in the God Realm, the chaos in the Demon World lasted for a long time, and it greatly damaged the Demon World's vitality.
Therefore, none of the kings dared to cross the border in this period of time. Although Ao Bama's strength was higher than the Eighteen Monarchs. However, because they could not find Ye Qinghan's figure, they did not dare to send countless Windfiend Clan members to the other realms to search for him!
However, Ye Qinghan, Lord Devouring and the other two, did not know that they had almost met a Monarch in a direct confrontation! At this moment, the few of them were very relaxed, the Lord Devouring had been in closed door cultivation, working hard to cultivate, even though she knew that it would be extremely difficult for her to improve!
Ji De would also often go into closed door cultivation. Only after he had closed his eyes for a few years, he would then open them with incomparable gloominess, and study human art with the beauties that the Reincarnation Plane had brought. At his level, it would be difficult for him to advance any further. When he became the king, his lifespan had almost run out. He was also very clear that if he were to take another step forward, the Lord Devouring would give him the World Treasure from the ninth floor. Help him become an existence similar to the Stellar Lord, supreme ninth grade!
He was envious of that World Treasure, but he knew that in this life, he wouldn't have a chance to refine it. With his current strength under the nine grade, even if he could only reach the Greater Ninth Grade, he would still be killed by Shentu Xiong in the end.
He glanced at the direction of the small hall that Ye Qinghan was in and sighed to himself. He had lived for millions of years, had countless peerless beauties, and yet, he had never experienced the taste of a Demoness Race woman.
The taste of the women in Demoness Race was very good, how could she get a good word out of it?
However, Ye Qinghan was currently being enjoyed by his Demoness Race. He had been in closed door cultivation for a long time, and was still in closed door cultivation. If he did not wake him up forcibly, he would not wake up even if his Soul Emperor Pavilion collided with a material plane, let alone if Yao Ji was currently playing with his body.
After the female and male disciples of Demoness Race died, they would be able to allow him to enter the fifth floor of the soul for five years. So every five years, Yao Ji would blush from shyness and spew out her tongue (in part of the revision), strengthening Ye Qinghan without him even knowing …
Every time, Yao Ji would have to busy herself for two days, and in the end, help Ye Qinghan clean up. She just sat in her room, controlled her Soul Emperor Pavilion, and began to learn her favorite Inhibition Formations.
Time silently flowed by, amidst Ji De's worries and Yao Ji's moans, a hundred years had passed!
Lord Devouring opened her eyes punctually, a trace of helplessness flashing past her eyes. A hundred years was a very short period of time, even if she had been in closed door training for several thousands of years, he would not feel tired. She was helpless. He had been in seclusion for a hundred years, but there was no progress at all!
Ji De stretched his body and walked out of the room and into the hall. His eyes were starting to show signs of excitement. After a hundred years of peace, it was finally time to get excited!
Yao Ji also put down the restriction technique in her hand, and looked at Ye Qinghan who was lying on the bed, sleeping for a hundred years, and revealed a helpless expression.
She knew very well that Ye Qinghan was speedily fusing the profound mysteries of spatial travel. If she did not interrupt him, then perhaps in a few hundred years, the youngest War God of the seventh grade would appear in the God Realm. If he interrupted them, Ye Qinghan's cultivation speed would definitely slow down. But there was no other way, saving Blacky was the most important goal, and cultivation could take its time and not be rushed!
Ye Qinghan was woken up by Yao Ji and smiled to him. She then closed her eyes and began to examine his soul. After a hundred years, the unceasing refinement of the soul in thunder and lightning became a bit smaller, but the strength of the soul strangely increased. The rest remained the same!
"Motherf * cker, if they continue shrinking like this, won't their souls really explode …?"
Ye Qinghan sighed helplessly, stood up and walked with Yao Ji out to the great hall, and prepared to start a new round of Hunting Demons.