If I had known I wouldn't have saved you!

The three chatted for a while, decided to rest for an hour, and then set off for the Demon Realm.

Except for some garrison monks, most of the monks in the temple are here. If they help the Heavenly Demon Clan repair the space channel, they can also take the opportunity to go to the Yin-Yang Star Realm.

Unknowingly, a Yuan time had passed in the blink of an eye. Lin Shiyi led everyone, said goodbye to Leng Liuli and Lu Lingxi, and continued to head south.

After the army had been marching for nearly a dozen Yuan, a thick formation appeared in front of them. Outside the formation, a group of mysterious monks in black clothes and masks blocked their way.

Seeing many monks approaching with a strange huge ship, a leader among the black-robed monks flew out and shouted, "Who are you? Do you know that the front is a restricted area?"

Lin Shiyi calmly took out the jade slip containing the pass document and threw it forward. The monk took it in his hand and examined it. He immediately changed his tone and said, "So you are the immortal master who repaired the space channel... I am sorry for the offense! Please!"

As that monk stepped aside, many other monks also scattered and activated the formation.

As Lin Shiyi led his army into the country, he felt a little puzzled. These people seemed to attach great importance to the space channel. Otherwise, how could they let so many people in without even checking?

He didn't think much about it, but led everyone and the Thunder Ship quickly through the formation and continued to move south.

About ten Yuan hours later, a layer of fog appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and those who were experienced couldn't help but become alert.

Even Lin Shiyi couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Sumeru Ghost Mist?"

This thing has only been seen in the space channels of the netherworld, how come it is also here?

He immediately told everyone: "Everyone board the Thunder Ship to prevent getting separated."

Everyone agreed and withdrew from the defense zone and returned to the Thunder ship. Lin Shiyi also boarded the ship and started his journey again.

They didn't know how long they had been flying in the ghost fog, and there was no end in sight. Fortunately, everyone was a determined cultivator who had seen big scenes before, so they were not very panicked.

Dozens of time passed, and starlight finally appeared in the ghost fog. In a moment, the Thunder Ship broke through the clouds and fog and quickly flew into another star cluster, which was exactly the same as the Hunyuan Star Realm.

Lin Shiyi got out of the warship and stood on the deck, gazing into the distance, wondering what star realm this was. Not long after, he saw a group of black-robed monks exactly the same as before flying over from afar, led by Leng Aotian.

Lin Shiyi quickly flew forward to meet him.

When he got there, Leng Aotian hurriedly saluted and said, "Oh my! I came too late and didn't have time to lead the way. I almost let you, the Holy Emperor, get lost in the magic fog. I really deserve to die!"

"Magic mist?"

Lin Shiyi was stunned for a moment, thinking that the fog was called differently in different places, and then he smiled and said, "No, no, the captain has arrived at the right time. Let's go and pay our respects to the Demon Lord without further delay."

Unexpectedly, Leng Aotian said in embarrassment: "It's like this... My Demon Lord has a bit of a strange temper, so I hope Saint Emperor will bear with him..."

Lin Shiyi waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Captain. He is the host and I am the guest. We will naturally restrain ourselves."

He was not worried about what would happen to the Demon Lord. After all, Leng Aotian's daughter had been pursued by Lu Lingxi, and as his future father-in-law, he would have to help deal with the matter. Moreover, even if the Demon Lord had a bad temper and started to fight, Lin Shiyi was not afraid.

This time we have all the elite troops. Not to mention anything else, just the Thunder Ship can kill hundreds of early-stage Jinhua cultivators and dozens of middle-stage Jinhua cultivators.

What's more, there are Lin Shiyi, Li Jiuxian, Lu Qingyao, Si Yunlan and other late-stage Jinhua cultivators, as well as many elite cultivators at the peak of the middle and middle stages of Jinhua. This is enough to subvert the existence of a major force.

When he sees this lineup, the Demon Lord will have to be careful.

Without further ado, the monks once again guarded the Thunder Ship on all sides, following Lin Shiyi and Leng Aotian, and moved forward together.

The star road is long, how can it be more than tens of thousands of miles? The group traveled for a long time, and rested at different places along the way. It took them nearly half a year to reach the outskirts of the Demon Palace.

Leng Aotian arranged for the monks of the temple to rest on the outer island, and took Lin Shiyi to meet the Demon Lord alone.

The two passed through layers of defense and entered the large formation outside the Demon Palace, and then came to a dark palace.

Lin Shiyi looked up, but felt that the structure of this Demon Palace was very familiar. It was clearly not the style in the Star Realm. He thought about it, but still couldn't remember where the building looked like.

The two were almost at the entrance of the Demon Palace, and Leng Aotian could not help but remind him: "Saint Emperor... Although my Demon Lord has a bad temper, he is a good person. He is unstable and sometimes speaks strangely. If I offend you, please forgive me, but please do not take it to heart. The Demon Lord has led my Heavenly Demon Realm for hundreds of years, and the realm is peaceful and stable. It is inevitable that he is restless."

Lin Shiyi was speechless for a moment, not knowing what Leng Aotian was worried about.

Since the other party is the Demon Lord, he should be very steady. What is there to worry about?

But he still nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will pay attention."

Leng Aotian breathed a sigh of relief and took him to the entrance of the Demon Palace.

The black crystal door slowly opened, Leng Aotian stretched out his hand and said, "Holy Emperor, please."

Lin Shiyi was no longer polite and slowly flew inside.

The palace door behind him slammed shut. Lin Shiyi stood in the magnificent hall, extremely surprised for a moment.

If for no other reason, the layout of the hall was too... familiar to him.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but the layout of this hall looked similar to modern ones. Although the objects and materials were different, it was definitely not as elegant as the ancient ones.

Lin Shiyi thought about it carefully again, and suddenly remembered that the appearance of the hall seemed similar to that of the villa!

"Are you Lin Shiyi who pacified the Hunyuan Star Realm?"

A question was heard from the platform.

Lin Shiyi looked up and saw a man in a black brocade robe sitting on the throne.

The man had disheveled hair, a face as white as jade, lips as red as vermilion, and a pair of deep, starry eyes staring at Lin Shiyi.

But his arms were holding two women on each side. The woman on the left was beautiful, slender, gentle and affectionate, with a smile on her face.

The woman on the right, on the other hand, has willow-shaped eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, is very charming, has a plump figure, and is thin and plump.

The two women were beauties of completely different types, one was a beautiful girl from a small family, and the other was a mature beauty. But at this moment, no matter how they teased the Demon Lord, he remained unmoved.

Lin Shiyi saw it and couldn't help but think in his heart: This bastard really knows how to enjoy himself.

Coming back to his senses, he smiled calmly and said, "I am Lin Shiyi, and you are the Demon Lord Li Qiankun?"

The demon king's brows turned cold, and he said angrily: "How dare you, the star master of the inferior world, speak to me like this? Let me ask you, did you bring any tribute on this trip?"