Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

A full month has passed since the end of the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition.

Every day, Ren Yi either accompanies Yue Yuling to practice calligraphy, or accompanies Wangul to hunt.

Since Baichuan Menghu received the message talisman from Ren Yi, he wrote a letter almost every day to give Ren Yi detailed information about the situation outside.

Every time he just glanced at the letter and burned it.

Wangul sometimes suspected that she might not have even finished reading the words above.

"Yier, aren't you leaving yet?"

There were seven Chaos Spikes surrounding Wangul's body, which were the ones that flew back by themselves two days ago.

The Chaos Nail is Wangur's natal magic weapon. No matter where it is, it will come back as long as it is summoned.

Now these eight nails are Wangul’s hunting weapons.

Ren Yi smiled and said, "No hurry."

"Not in a hurry? It should be a mess outside, right?"

"It's okay. It's not time to cry for help." Ren Yi pointed forward and said, "Dad, look, the Angora rabbits are out."

As soon as Wangul turned around, he saw Feijiujiu raising his foot and throwing a ball of white hair at him.

The white-haired creature kicked Wangul's round body and used the reverse force to run away.

Wangul sighed, "You bird, you are really my doom."

He continued, "I have discussed this with your mother. Since the former Heavenly Emperor and the former Demon King have been missing for so many years, 'they' should not appear again."

"Let 'them' die in the great battle of the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition."

"From now on, your mother and I will live here. I have the Chaos Nail and your mother has the Blue Luan Bird. No one can hurt us. Just go about your business without worry."

Before Ren Yi could say anything, he heard Fei Jiujiu's voice:

"Master, catch the rabbit!"

Wangul turned again, and this time the white-haired man hit him hard in the chest.

Ren Yi smiled and said, "Dad, this is really a calamity."

"What the hell! It just let the rabbit kick me on purpose!"

All seven Chaos Spikes flew towards Fatty Chuchu, "Fat Bird, just wait for me!"

Ren Yi couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and suddenly a communication talisman appeared in front of him.

It was still sent by Baichuan Menghu.

The letter described the changes in the situation within the Three Realms over the past month.

After the war, the Dark Night Monks looted various tribes and captured and imprisoned many monks.

These monks were all imprisoned in the altar within the Three Realms Mountain.

Although the Dark Night Clan monks did not kill them, they bled them every day, as if to complete some special ritual.

The monks of all races in the three realms have tried to rescue him many times, but have not succeeded.

As for those monks who were not caught, they were all in danger.

Some monks want to fight, while others just want to hide.

Different opinions have led to divisions among ethnic groups.

Especially the two races of heaven and demon.

They had just unified, but they didn't expect that the Emperor of Heaven and the Demon King was actually a single person, and that this person had sacrificed himself for the Three Realms.

They can't hate it, can't think about it, can't love it, can't let it go...

The people of the Celestial Clan believed that it was the Demons who killed their Emperor.

The demons believed that it was the celestials who forced their demon king to perish together with the enemy.

In the past, the two tribes fought for magical weapons and territory, but now what the two tribes fight for the most is the status of a fallen person!

The Celestial Clan was divided into two factions.

One faction, led by Yun An and Yu Bai, aims to find the Heavenly Emperor and rebuild the Celestial Clan.

The other faction is led by elders and monks from the older faction. They advocate resisting the foreign enemies first and then searching after the crisis is over.

The situation on the demon side is even more exaggerated.

The forces that had been divided for many years and were originally unified because of the Demon King were once again divided into crispy biscuits.

The Demon King's personal guard Baichuan Menghu is missing and is currently in the middle.

Alan Wangsu guarded the Youhuang Palace and declared that he would wait for the Demon King to come back.

Prince Wei led the warlike warriors of the demon clan and fought back and forth with the dark night monks.

The Demon King's new guards, Sha Yuan, Hai Feng and Hai Ning, are searching everywhere for clues about the Demon King.

There were also some former subordinates of Prince Wan and Prince Shi who took the opportunity to come out and seize the secret realms and resources for cultivation.

There are also some small forces, but Meng Hu just briefly mentioned them.

Among the three major races, the human race is the best off.

Xuanyuan Feng focused on defense, and the human race was united, so far the casualties were the least.

Meng Hu also mentioned Tie Zhu. After receiving some random news in the past two days, he has hidden his aura and rushed here directly.

I quickly read these few lines and was about to burn the letter as usual.

But the last line of words attracted my attention.

[Prince Yuan has been missing for more than half a month, and there is no news. ]