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

The sun was shining brightly, and Chi Yue and her companions stopped on the small island.

Those monks from Liuji Pavilion were all tied up, with a look of death on their faces.

People are afraid of death when they encounter danger. Looking at the endless sea around them, despair was written on their faces.

The head of Liuji Pavilion was even worse, she had never suffered such humiliation. Her eyes were bloodshot, and the injuries on her body could not be nourished by spiritual energy. The pain made her face pale. How could she, a great Mahayana cultivator and the head of a pavilion, end up like this?

If the master knew that she was so unworthy of being used, would he abandon her directly?

She really didn't want to be abandoned, she wanted to become an immortal, so that she would be qualified to stand beside her master.

After finally cultivating to the Mahayana stage, she was not far from ascending. She looked up at Chi Yue who was standing not far away, and the murderous intent in her eyes was about to overflow.

Chi Yue felt her gaze and turned to look at the calm sea without caring: "Who is the person behind you? The person who can make you rely on him must be of extraordinary status."

She turned to look at the Pavilion Master: "You seem to know a lot about the upper realm. Could it be that your master is from the upper realm?"

Chi Yue keenly sensed the sudden change in the expression of the woman below her, and understood what was happening.

Suddenly, a sword energy appeared in the air. Everyone looked up, especially the Qingyun Sect, who were very familiar with this sword energy.

The remaining monks in Liuji Pavilion raised their heads frequently. Were the monks stationed in Liuji Pavilion here? Their faces, which had originally shown a deadly determination, began to show hope. Their pupils slightly widened until they saw the spiritual swords getting closer and closer. The people standing on the spiritual swords were all strangers, whom they had never seen before.

The hanging heart finally died...

Chu Yunshu and Gu Xuanxiao fell back to the ground and exchanged a glance with Chi Yue and the others. Chi Yue stepped forward and saluted as a junior: "Master."

Then he looked at his fellow brothers with great joy. Seeing them so energetic again, his eyes couldn't help but become red.

Chu Yunshu nodded towards her with satisfaction, and raised his head slightly to indicate: Look, such an outstanding disciple is from my Lingjian Sect.

The other sect leaders knew Sect Leader Chu's character very well, and they looked at each other and shook their heads. They were unable to refute, and were really fooled by this kid...

"Xiao Wu, we have just wiped out their Liuji Pavilion's lair. Isn't it awesome? I, your senior brother, am worth two of them." Second senior brother Shen Linxi opened the fan in his hand and shook it with joy.

The third brother couldn't help but sneer: "You only have those mediocre skills, but you still show off."

"Big Brother, look at the third brother's mouth, why don't you poison him to death." The second brother closed his fan and rolled his eyes at him.

"Big Brother, the Second Brother and the Third Brother are fighting again. Please do something about it." Fourth Brother Liu Chengfeng said helplessly.

Senior Brother Ji Xuan shook his head. Forget it. I am tired. Let it be destroyed. Whoever wants to take care of the child can take care of him.

Chi Yue watched from the side and felt a warm feeling in her heart. They lived so vividly and comfortably. It was great to be alive. It was great to see them again...

Su Younian led the Danxin Sect disciples back to the Danxin Sect camp and stood behind their leader.

Lin Xingzhi looked back again and again, but he didn't see their leader.

"Your leader is bringing his disciples to clean up the storeroom in Liuji Pavilion. You, the Bibo Sect, are more careful and are sorting the items."

The people from the Bi Bo Sect finally felt relieved and stood beside Chi Yue.

Chu Yunshu and several other sect leaders looked at the people who had been arrested and said, "Detain them first."

The head of Liuji Pavilion turned his wrist, groaned, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The rope on his body broke, and he rushed upwards violently.

Then, a black mist floated out and surrounded the Pavilion Master, forcing her to tilt her neck upwards and her cheeks to turn red.

Figures began to emerge from the black fog. Demon Lord Di Yuan held her neck with his hands, his expression cold and stern: "No one can escape from me."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

The heads of several sects looked at the demon with strong magic power, and their expressions were inevitably a little confused. Who is this demon? Why is the magic power so strong?

The Demon Lord Di Yuan looked down at the woman in his hands as if he was looking at an ant.

“You can’t kill me. I’m in the Mahayana stage, and my master…” The leader of Liuji Pavilion held his neck with both hands, clearly feeling the other party’s murderous intent.

"Hehe, haven't I killed enough Mahayana monks?" He clenched his hands, and only heard a "click..." sound.

He twisted the man's neck and a golden Yuanying rushed out. Demon Lord Di Yuan stretched out his other hand and grabbed it directly: "I almost forgot there is such a little thing." Then he squeezed it and crushed the Yuanying in his hand.

It turns out that I can’t stay in one place for too long. My brain doesn’t work well anymore.

Li Lingya hurriedly brought the demons over and saw the Demon Lord and these leaders standing opposite each other. The two sides remained silent for a long time.

There is only one Demon Lord Emperor Yuan, while there are many leaders of the human race on the opposite side. However, no one in the demon race sympathizes with him, because he is the initiator of the immortal-demon war a thousand years ago, the Demon Lord Emperor Yuan of the demon race.

"Their leader is dead, it's time to divide the territory." Di Yuan looked at the leaders and said with a somewhat obscure expression.

Chi Yue stepped forward and bowed to him: "Master Demon, although the villain has been killed, the boundary wall is still there. Look at this boundary wall, is it not a hindrance across the Endless Sea?"

Chi Yue walked closer and said patiently, "Please look, as long as you open the boundary wall, you will be able to reach the Kunteng Realm from the Endless Sea. Isn't that wonderful?"

Demon Lord Emperor Yuan looked in the direction he was pointing, and there was indeed a thick boundary wall.

On the other side of the boundary wall is an endless sea. It turns out that the Kunteng Realm occupies the territory of their demon clan.

It’s really damn it. They, the demon clan, didn’t occupy other people’s things, but instead were occupied by others.

He looked at Li Lingya with displeasure. It was really true that each generation was worse than the previous one. Such a large territory would be conquered by them sooner or later.

Chi Yue understood this look. It was like your ancestors had conquered a vast territory, but you couldn't keep it.

Each generation is worse than the previous one, and everything is squandered in just a few generations. My ancestors are so angry that they want to jump up and down.

Finally, he could only sigh and agree. What else could he do? Kill them all? Wouldn't the demon race have no descendants?

Well, he had no choice but to accept it. He couldn't allow the demons to be exterminated, right?

“In that case, let’s split the boundary wall in one go.” Chi Yue looked at the boundary wall rising from the bottom of the deep sea, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Several sect leaders followed him and explored the seabed with their spiritual senses. They saw that the boundary wall was bottomless and reached up to the sky. This was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people, but the boundary wall had to be broken. It was precisely because of the existence of this boundary wall that the spiritual power of the Qianqing Realm was continuously absorbed and poured into this place.

Only their Kunteng world has such rich spiritual power, all of which is absorbed from there.

Chu Yunshu waved his sleeves and drew his sword: "Set up the formation."

"Yes."

The disciples of Lingjian Sect followed the order, unsheathed their swords, and quickly used sword tactics. Following the order from the Sect Leader, the sword energy was released and chopped towards the boundary wall...