I'm a passerby, I'm the daughter of God

Chi Yue raised her eyes and saw Qingyun Sect's leader, Sect Master Xie, walking into the mountain gate with many disciples with solemn expressions.

The strong smell of blood undoubtedly tells of the cruelty of this war.

Xu Qingyuan cried, dragging his body that was still bleeding, and crawled to Chi Yue's side. Looking at the corpse below, his eyes were blurred: "Mother... Master... Senior Brother... I'm back. It's all my fault. If only I had been faster..."

Chi Yue rushed over, her eyes red, and wanted to hug her. Her hands went straight through her body.

Her eyes were blurred by tears. She looked down at her hands, which were so light and weak that she could not use any strength at all.

A sense of guilt surged in her heart, and she looked up at the sky helplessly. Okay, you win... She looked around at the corpses of Ling Jianzong. Since you dragged me into the game, just tell me what you want. You win...

She closed her eyes, but she remained in this state and did not float away. That is, this battle is not over yet...

Xu Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, suddenly spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground, his expression becoming distracted...

Chi Yue tried to pick her up, but she was powerless...

"Master, Fellow Daoist Qing Yuan..."

"Alas, the desire to come back kept her going. Otherwise, she couldn't reach Qingyun Sect and couldn't make it back. Now that the desire has dissipated, she can't hold on any longer..."

Sect Master Xie looked up at the sky, his eyes reddened. Their Qingyun Sect had always been competing with the Lingjian Sect. There was no way they were sword cultivators, and they were warlike in nature. After comparing themselves with each other for so many years, looking at the tragic scene in front of him, his heart was very bitter.

Jiang Yubai walked to Li Shizhi's side and quietly wiped the blood off his face. This man cares about these things the most. He spent the whole night studying how to make a big splash. I wonder if he got what he wanted before he died...

Mu Qingshan, Yan Yunfei, Xie Fufeng and other disciples helped to wash and collect the bodies of the deceased disciples of Lingjian Sect.

There was silence as everyone moved the bodies into the coffins.

Sect Leader Xie looked at the demonic energy that was still spreading and clenched his fists. Demon clan... I, Qingyun Sect, will never reconcile with you...

A beam of light flew in, with a wine gourd on his waist and a sword in his hand. His other hand trembled slightly: "I just had a fight with someone, I'm not dead yet, how come you died first."

Sect Leader Xie approached him: "Senior..." He opened his mouth slightly, not knowing how to comfort him. No matter how many words he said, they seemed pale and powerless...

The spirit swords on the ground felt the sword energy of the master's uncle, and they all made sad sword sounds...

The eyes of all the disciples of Qingyun Sect were red. They were all sword cultivators. They could understand best that the master died and the spirit sword wept...

In just a moment, the spirit swords rose from the ground, and all the spirit swords flew back to the sword tomb. They began to fall into a deep sleep, and the spirit swords that were originally glowing with spiritual light turned into scrap metal without spirituality...

Chi Yue's expression began to become dazed, and her whole body was directly pulled...

When I opened my eyes, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and the environment became barren and harsh. I was surrounded by demonic energy, and behind me was an endless sea. This was the border between the human world and the demon world...

There stood a sloppy old man at the top, full of murderous intent, his robes stained red with blood.

Standing opposite was the Demon Lord Wu Weichu: "You old man are courting death. In the past ten years, you have frequently invaded my Demon Realm. Don't think that I can't kill you."

The uncle snorted coldly. He came here every day. He had killed countless demons in the past ten years. Often, the number of people who came to attack Lingjian Sect last time was more than that of the demon lord. He could not kill him no matter what. I don't know why, he was often only one sword away, but he could avoid it accurately.

The Qingyun Sect stood behind the Grandmaster Uncle. They would send disciples to the Endless Sea to help. Especially Jiang Yubai, who lived here directly. When he recovered from his injuries, he would go to the Demon Realm to kill demons, and when he was seriously injured, he would retreat.

After repeating this process, his realm has been improved by leaps and bounds, and he has now reached the fusion realm. As for why other sects did not come to help, the sound cultivators of the Bibo Sect disliked fighting the most and withdrew directly. The Danxin Sect was only concerned with refining pills, and would not feel the pain unless the stick hit them.

The Beast Taming Sect did send disciples, but they were too busy to handle the situation. Their leader Tu returned to the demon world to handle affairs, and the demon world is now in chaos. The demon king was assassinated and there is no one to take charge of the situation. Several forces are fighting for territory.

Not long after their young master returned and settled down, strange things started happening again. First, the youngsters in their demon world kept disappearing. Then, the natural treasures began to disappear. Then, the demon beasts also disappeared. No beasts were seen alive, and no souls were seen dead.

The passage connecting their demon world to the outside world had been closed long before the demon king was killed. So it could only happen in their demon world. As the young master of the demon world, Sect Leader Tu must go back to take charge of the situation. He is too busy to attack the demon world.

They could only send some elders and disciples to form a formation, and they fought back and forth for nearly ten years. The demons were not easy to kill, but the demon lord was too difficult to kill.

After a fierce battle, both sides retreated to their camps.

The leader of the Dark Spirit Pavilion sat high up in the demon world, smiling as he looked at the gloomy-faced Demon Lord.

"Do you really think there is no one in my demon world? You are eating and taking. Tell me, where are you transporting all these resources to?"

The leader of the Dark Spirit Pavilion sneered, "Master Demon, you have already reached the Mahayana stage. You can sense it, right?"

Wu Weichu's eyes turned cold. He knew it. He had never expected that the path to ascension had been cut off in this world. If one could not ascend, even if one's cultivation was at a high level, one's life would eventually come to an end. For the past ten years, he had pondered over it but could not figure it out.

It was probably because of the great war between immortals and demons a thousand years ago that the way of heaven collapsed and the power of rules was lost, which cut off the path to ascension.

Not only that, he also discovered that the originally huge Qianqing Realm had now shrunk by more than half. It might be because of the previous war, which damaged countless landforms. Besides, after so much time, it is estimated that the world has changed a lot...

He looked at the leader of the Dark Spirit Pavilion coldly. This person was not simple. A Mahayana monk, he led the Dark Spirit Pavilion. His whereabouts were uncertain, and he was plundering resources everywhere. What did they want such natural treasures for? It didn't seem like they were using them themselves, but rather... paying tribute.

"I want to see the master behind you."

The leader of the Dark Spirit Pavilion was slightly stunned when he heard this: "You can't see the master whenever you want."

"You have stolen so many resources from my demon world. If we cannot achieve a win-win situation, I don't mind beating you until you spit out all the resources."

The Dark Spirit Pavilion Master's eyes flashed with anger. Now those famous and upright sects have been hunting them down. If even the demons get involved, how can the Dark Spirit Pavilion have an easy life? Never mind, it's not a secret anyway. Those powerful people who have come forward with great cultivation know everything and turn a blind eye.

"You can't ascend here, but you can in Kunteng Realm. The master is the Pavilion Master of Liuji Pavilion in Kunteng Realm, and we are a station they opened here. We collect all kinds of natural treasures for the master. The Demon Lord only needs to hand over the resources of the Demon Realm to me, and then he can directly ascend to Kunteng Realm."

A hint of understanding flashed across Wu Weichu's eyes, and he narrowed his eyes slightly: "I want to trade with your master."

"The demon lord must not push his luck further."

"A dog is not worthy to talk to me." After saying that, he slapped him.

The leader of the Dark Spirit Pavilion was beaten out. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was sinister, but he was helpless...