I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

A happy birthday.

Wen Ye's heart trembled instantly.

Although it had been pointed out before, when I actually heard these words from Yan Ping's mouth, my huge worries were temporarily thrown away, and a hint of joy rose in the secret place of my heart.

It was at this moment that he realized from his dull thoughts what Yan Ping had just done.

Wen Ye's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at the barrier.

Did Yan Ping agree?

He has done all this. As long as this matter is over, the rest will come naturally.

Wen Ye was completely absorbed by this idea and did not consider the possibility of failure, or perhaps he rejected this possibility.

Wen Ye did not stay in the forbidden area for long, after he came back to his senses.

He then came directly above the Demon City, released his mighty power, and unfolded all his spiritual sense to completely cover the Demon City.

He had to go back to help Yan Ping, he didn't have any extra time to waste.

And at the moment when Wen Ye's pressure enveloped the Demon City, the streets and alleys of the Demon City fell into silence for a moment, and everyone looked up in horror at the figure in the sky.

"Everyone obeys orders."

"Everyone leave the Demon Realm as quickly as possible."

"Everyone, please leave."

Wen Ye's voice was like thunder, echoing above the Magic City so that everyone could hear it.

In just a moment, the silent Demon City suddenly boiled over.

There are ignorant and fearless monks who are dissatisfied, and there are more mortals who are panic-stricken.

"Who is that person? The Demon Lord hasn't spoken yet, what is he chattering about?"

"Hurry back and report it. Someone is here to cause trouble."

"What should I do? The monks must be fighting again. It's not easy for me to buy all my belongings."

"A monk can travel a thousand miles a day, but how can we ordinary people run? We can't even run away!"

The demon capital was in an uproar, while the demon cultivators in Xueming Palace were filled with astonishment.

Especially those demon cultivators who have reached the Danhua realm.

They clearly saw the figure standing in the air. Chang Xing, who had been named by Yan Ping to follow Wen Ye, looked at Wen Ye with astonishment in his eyes.

He had noticed something fishy going on between Yan Ping and the young master before. Now Yan Ping was nowhere to be seen, and only Wen Ye was here to pass on the message, asking everyone to leave.

Your Majesty, something happened?

"Master Chang, what should we do?"

There was a demon cultivator standing beside him with a serious face asking him what to do.

Normally, if someone was causing trouble, they should arrest that person, but the pressure from the person in the air was too strong, and no one dared to step forward.

Chang Xing suppressed the messy thoughts in his mind, pursed his lips, and whispered.

"Do as he says and arrange for people to evacuate those mortals."

Those demon cultivators were stunned.

Chang Xing became even more annoyed when he saw them like this. He gritted his teeth and his expression became more ferocious.

"Go ahead and do it. I'll take the consequences."

Xia Tianxue and Mei Can, who were processing paperwork, also appeared in the yard. Their cultivation was not high enough, so they could not see the figure in the air clearly, but they could clearly hear that it was Wen Ye's voice.

Mei Can frowned tightly, "When did he come back?"

Xia Tianxue shook her head and looked at Gou Yuze not far away.

Gou Yuze also frowned. He looked at Wen Ye, who was now in a miserable state with blood all over his body, and shook his head slightly at Xia Tianxue.

"Do as he says and organize the people..."

"Be quick."

After Gou Yuze finished speaking, he flew to Wen Ye's side.

Mingming was a talented but weak young man before, but after not seeing him for a while, he had a chance and his cultivation level was even higher than his.

Gou Yuze did not come closer, but looked at the injury on Wen Ye's eye socket, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"What happened?"

"Where's Yan Ping?"

Wen Ye was using his spiritual sense to carve a jade slip. He looked up when he heard Gou Yuze's words.

"Out of control."

Wen Ye did not hide anything. He threw all the jade slips in his hand to Gou Yuze. They contained the essence of the earth vein array patterns that he comprehended when he became enlightened.

"Help me take this to my father."

"Arrange for everyone in the Demon Realm to leave as soon as possible."

"Senior Rufeng is still outside, let him help coordinate."

Gou Yuze took the pile of jade slips and listened to Wen Ye’s current arrangements, his eyebrows jumped.

"how about you?"

After Wen Ye finished explaining everything he needed to explain, he looked calmly at the earth vein aura beneath his feet.

Ever since he also had golden pupils, he sees the world a little differently than before.

Auras of varying sizes enveloped the Demon Realm; those were the auras of the earth vein nodes.

After recent repairs, Qingzhou's ground veins are much better than before.

Wen Ye shifted his gaze towards the direction of the Demon Realm's forbidden area and began to calculate the earth vein formation with that area as the center.

"I'm going to help him here."

……

After Yan Ping sent his people away, he completely sealed off the barrier, making it impossible for anyone to enter or exit.

The process of the consciousness in the sea of ​​​​consciousness being constantly swallowed up was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

[It's no use sending him away]

[After we merge, these things can't stop us]

Yan Ping's expression remained unchanged. He raised his hand and hit his dantian mercilessly.

In just a moment, the spiritual energy in his body dissipated on the spot, and blood flowed from his throat to his mouth and tongue, bringing a slight warmth.

At the same time, he used his spiritual power to break the bones in various joints.

The pain instantly made cold sweat break out on his forehead and nose.

[Why bother? We know these arrangements can't stop us.]

[As long as we go around the Wuwang Sea and pay a little reward, Ling will be happy to help us recover]

The body, without the support of bones, was hanging on the stone. Yan Ping's eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing cold blue pupils. He looked at the cold sweat sliding down the nose and spoke in a mocking tone.

"What reward do you think would pay for going back in time?"

"How can the place that Ling is talking about be a good place?"

So what?

【At worst, you'll die】

[As long as we merge into one, we can kill them all]

The mist formed by evil thoughts is extremely strange. It echoes in the waves in the sea of ​​consciousness, full of joy.

【Instead of worrying about me, I should worry about you】

As it spoke, it rushed towards the only remaining white in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Just swallow this last bit of consciousness.

They completely merged.

Yan Ping looked at the overwhelming black fog and suddenly felt a little tired.

He did everything he could.

What happens next is up to everyone.

Just as the black fog was about to cover the last bit of white, the seal in Yan Ping's sea of ​​consciousness that was originally used to suppress evil thoughts suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Evil Thought was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, the dazzling light faded away, and he had already rushed past the location of the white.

Now in the sea of ​​consciousness, there is only black fog all around, without a trace of white.

After searching for a long time, there was indeed no trace of white, and the evil thoughts' bewitching laughter suddenly sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The man hanging on the sinking stone opened his eyes again.