After rebirth, he became the favorite of the Moon Goddess.

"In this case, Jing Yu's cultivation level might be close to that of His Majesty Nightmare?" Situ Ming said worriedly.

"Alas, I don't know to what extent His Majesty Nightmare's cultivation has recovered..."

Just as everyone was discussing, Fu Feng suddenly walked in from outside the hall.

Seeing him, everyone immediately fell silent, and then knelt down in front of him in unison, "Greetings, His Majesty the Nightmare!"

Fu Feng glanced around indifferently and said indifferently: "Everyone get up."

"Yes!" Everyone stood up.

After seeing Fu Feng sitting down, Baili Jing took the initiative to step forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, you have decided to take control of the Demon Realm again. I think you should move to the Palace of Gods and Demons."

"Yes, Your Majesty, the Palace of Gods and Demons was originally built under your order. Now that you have regained control of the demon world, you should naturally move back." On the other side, Situ Ming also echoed.

"No need, I like living here. The Palace of Gods and Demons is too noisy, and it is not as quiet as the Frost Palace." Fu Feng refused coldly.

Hearing his words, Baili Jing could not help but frowned, but did not persuade him anymore, and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I and the clan leaders came here today to ask, Your Majesty, are you ready to attack the heavens?"

"My target is not the heaven, but Jing Yu and those gods who are in collusion with him." Fu Feng said coldly.

“But I heard that Jing Yu absorbed the Devil Soul Condensate, and his cultivation is probably no longer the same as before.” Baili Jing said cautiously.

"So what?" Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in Fu Feng's eyes, "The cultivation gained by relying on the Devil Soul Condensation has no foundation at all!!"

Baili Jing immediately understood Fu Feng's meaning and nodded, "Your Majesty, how many soldiers should my demon world prepare for the battle this time?! Is it 500,000? Or 1 million?"

"Fifty thousand is enough." Fu Feng replied calmly.

"Five... fifty thousand??!" Baili Jing was shocked, as if he had heard some unbelievable news, and looked at Fu Feng with shock on his face.

"What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Fu Feng asked casually.

"Your Majesty, 50,000 soldiers may not be enough!" Situ Ming couldn't help but say, "In the last battle between the Heavenly Demons, the Demon Realm sent more than one million soldiers. Although the Demon Realm and the Heavenly Realm are now evenly matched, sending only 50,000 soldiers to fight is too few, isn't it?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, 50,000 soldiers are too few." Several other clan leaders also frowned, their faces full of confusion.

"Then how many people do you think the Demon Realm should send?" Fu Feng raised his eyebrows and stared at everyone below with a half-smile, "Or do you think that not enough people have died in the Demon Realm in recent years?"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Indeed, in the years that Qian Luoye was in charge of the Demon Realm, too many people died in battles in the Demon Realm.

In addition, Qian Luoye never values ​​anyone's life. If anyone dares to disobey or resist his decision, he will suffer a devastating disaster, and even the entire demon clan may be exterminated.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Fu Feng continued, "This matter is settled. Two days later, the three elders will personally lead the troops to guard outside the Beitian Gate. I will handle the rest myself!"

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave. After taking two steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Baili Jing, and added: "By the way, I lost a sword in the Nine Nether Abyss before. The three elders will accompany me to get the sword back in a while."

"A sword?" Baili Jing was stunned. "Your Majesty, when did you lose your sword in the Netherworld?"

"The three elders will know when they go there." Fu Feng said lightly, and then left the main hall without looking back.

Looking at his receding back, Baili Jing frowned, then turned to look at Situ Ming beside him, "Second Elder, what does His Majesty Nightmare mean by this? How could there be a sword he lost in the Nine Nether Abyss?"

Situ Ming lowered his head and thought for a moment, his expression suddenly becoming serious, "Now that you ask, there really is a sword in the Nine Nether Abyss. Do you think the sword that His Majesty Nightmare pointed at just now could be this sword?"

After hearing Situ Ming's words, Yi Yangxu's expression also became serious.

That’s right, in the Abyss of the Nine Netherworld, there is indeed a magical weapon that both the heaven and the demon world fear, and that is the Moon-Covering Sword.

"Could it be..." Situ Ming and Yi Yangxu looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.

……

After staying in the bedroom for half an hour, Fu Feng left the Frost Palace and rushed towards the Nine Nether Abyss with the three elders from the Demon Realm.

Along the way, the three of them had tense expressions and none of them dared to speak first, for they were afraid that once they spoke, they would attract Fu Feng's attention.

"What's wrong with you three? Why have you suddenly become so reserved?" Seeing the fear in the eyes of the three, Fu Feng asked calmly.

When they heard the question, the three of them froze and the fear on their faces became even more intense.

After a long while, Baili Jing pretended to be calm and asked slowly: "Your subordinate... Your subordinate dares to ask, are you... are you really the Purple Nightmare?"

"What? Is the Great Elder starting to doubt my identity?" Fu Feng asked with a faint smile.

"I dare not..." Baili Jing turned pale with fear and immediately confessed, "I just thought that Your Majesty looks a bit like someone."

Fu Feng did not explain, but quickened his pace and rushed towards the Nine Nether Abyss.

Soon, the group arrived at the depths of the Nine Nether Abyss.

Fu Feng did not come directly to the Yanyue Sword, but stopped at the edge of a cliff two kilometers away from the sword.

"Your Majesty, where did you lose your sword? Let us find it for you." Seeing Fu Feng stop, Baili Jing stepped forward again and asked respectfully.

Fu Feng curled his lips, then looked at Baili Jing and asked calmly, "What kind of sword I want to find, don't you three already have an idea in your mind? Why bother asking so much?"

Hearing Fu Feng's answer, the three were shocked and became more certain of their previous guess.

Before the three of them could speak, Fu Feng had already raised his left hand.

The next second, the surrounding mountains began to shake violently. Almost at the same time, a powerful spiritual pressure came from the opposite cliff. The pressure made the three elders of the demon world feel breathless in an instant.

"Your Majesty, what...what is going on?" Baili Jing cried in horror.

Two thousand meters away, sensing the call of its master, the Moon-Covering Sword soared into the sky from the edge of the cliff, transformed into a beam of sword light, and headed straight for Fufeng!

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