The divine beast recognized its master, and the dragon girl, destined to kill him, went to the spiri

As all the eerie atmosphere dissipated, the dark purple that had once blotted out the sky gradually faded, revealing the azure hidden behind it. However, the azure still carried the lingering stench of blood, and the long-lost breeze still carried a sense of melancholy.

A series of mournful cries rose and fell at this moment, the grief overflowing from the depths of the demons' souls, but the voices were extremely low, as if they did not want to disturb the woman who was sitting there in a daze and who should have become their demon queen.

"Wan'er..."

Jingheng was the first to step forward. Due to the limitations of his own spiritual cultivation, and the fact that the Heavenly Demons had mobilized their entire army, even he and Huaijin suffered some injuries.

His green outer garment was also torn in several places by the eerie energy, revealing bleeding wounds underneath. Jingheng paid no attention to this, but walked very lightly to Ye Wanqing's side, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of worry.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back. He saw the blood and tears in Ye Wanqing's eyes, and her dazed look. He knew that any words of comfort at this moment would be like a dull knife, only stabbing her again.

Finally, he let out a heavy sigh, squatted down, and said, "Wan'er, it's all because your brother didn't protect you well."

On the other side, Ye Jingzhan also stepped forward, supporting himself.

He was struck on the shoulder by the claws of an extraterrestrial demon, the wound so deep that bone was visible. Blood soaked half of his sleeve, and his face was stained with several streaks of blood, but the urgency in his eyes was undeniable.

He had just taken a step when his legs gave way and he fell straight forward. Xie Yun, who was also injured, quickly reached out to support him and whispered, "Jing Zhan, your back injury is too serious. Don't move around."

Ye Jingzhan gently pushed Xie Yun's hand away, and even though his arm was trembling violently, he still managed to move in front of Ye Wanqing.

He didn't speak, but squatted down, his gaze falling on Ye Wanqing's unfocused eyes. Watching those two streams of bloody tears flow down her face, his heart ached as if it were being squeezed.

His own wound was still bleeding, and every movement was excruciatingly painful, but at this moment his mind was filled with thoughts of Ye Wanqing.

The younger sister, who was always capable of doing anything with ease and showed no mercy to her enemies, now seemed to have lost her backbone, sitting blankly on the ground, unable to even cry out, with only blood tears silently streaming down her face.

Ye Jingzhan opened his mouth, his voice terribly hoarse, but he only dared to speak very softly, "Wan'er, if you want to cry, just cry, okay? Don't be like this..."

"Oh, Mother..."

A childish voice broke the silence. Suddenly, a small figure appeared in Ye Wanqing's arms. The soft feeling touched her heartstrings, and Ye Wanqing finally reacted.

Tears welled up in Yu Bao's eyes, but he held them back, his two small hands tightly wrapped around Ye Wanqing's neck. "Mother, Yu Bao hurts here."

He pointed to his heart.

That is the place most closely connected to Emperor Siheng's bloodline.

His demonic bloodline sensed the loss of his loved ones and began to react.

Ye Wanqing gently held Yu Bao in her arms, without saying a word, just staring into his eyes in a daze.

Di Siheng once said that Yu Bao's eyes looked just like hers, but she felt that the dark purple in Yu Bao's pupils looked like his.

The next moment, Ye Wanqing lost her senses and fainted, but was held tightly in Jingheng's arms by quick reflexes.

Su Shaohuai stood beside Huai Jin, and like him, he never stepped forward. When he saw Ye Wanqing faint, he rushed forward but was fiercely stopped by Huai Jin, who grabbed his hand forcefully.

He understood Huaijin's meaning; his heart ached slightly, but his gaze remained fixed intently, almost obsessively.

There is pain, reluctance, complexity, and love.

"No, I've changed my mind. I won't agree!"

Huai Jin's expression was unusually fierce and cold. He had changed his mind. He would not allow Su Shaohuai to make a decision. As long as Su Shaohuai did not change, his sister would be safe and sound!

"The Desolate Land has been sealed, so you no longer need to make a choice. I will not force you, oh no, I will not allow you to make a choice. You can continue to be your 'Su Shaohuai,' and keep everything from the past to yourself!"

This was the first time Huaijin referred to himself as "the true self".

His usually gentle expression was filled with anxiety.

Su Shaohuai's eyes were indifferent, but the corners of his lips were upturned with a hint of bitterness. His hand, hidden under his sleeve, slowly clenched, and blood seeped from his palm, dripping onto the ground.

Do you think it will be allowed?

Huai Jin's eyes narrowed, and her hand gripping Su Shaohuai trembled slightly, yet she spoke forcefully, whether as a warning to Su Shaohuai or a reassurance to herself, "The Demon Capital outside the Heavenly Domain has already been sealed by Di Siheng, sealed by his own hand! This means it can be changed! There's nothing it can do!"

Looking at Huai Jin's cold and stern face, Su Shaohuai concealed the bitterness and pain in his eyes, "Your Excellency, you know, if things could be changed, how could the Nine Heavens God and the Demon God have allowed the Heavenly Dao to run rampant back then..."

"you shut up!"

Huai Jin coldly interrupted Su Shaohuai, "My sister can't be hurt, she can't be hurt! Are you stupid? If I told you to live, just live well. Why are you thinking so much!"

For the first time, Huaijin felt a sense of vulnerability.

Despite feeling angry, there was also a hint of fear hidden within.

He knew what Su Shaohuai meant, but he still held a sliver of hope.

Over the years, his father and mother gods have been trying their best to find a solution; he is not alone.

On the vast battlefield, the demons and spiritual cultivators worked together to help clean up their homeland.

The dead and the wounded were so numerous that fewer than a thousand people survived in the entire Three Realms. This bloodshed and slaughter left a deep mark on people's hearts.

Ruthlessness and hatred will never be forgotten.

other side

Ye Wanqing seemed to be trapped in a very deep dream.

"I have said that I will not allow anyone to take my Wan'er away."

"My daughter can only stay by my side."

"We beg the divine beings to consider the greater good and have pity on the millions of people in the Three Realms."

……

“Father God, Mother God, she is my sister! No, how can my sister go there? What rules and destiny? I don’t believe it. You have tens of thousands of years of cultivation, yet you can’t overcome these so-called rules?”

“My son, this is the only way to save Wan’er. Father and Mother Goddesses will think of another way.”

……

“Listen, from today onwards, this little girl is a child of your Ye family, named Ye Wanqing. Until she turns eighteen, all you need to do is provide her with a safe haven.”

"My lord, but this..."

"You shall do whatever I say."

……

"Hahahaha, now that many of my forces have joined forces, the destruction of the Holy Temple is the inevitable trend of the Great Dao. Ye Wanqing, you might as well give in!"

"dream."

……

"Wan'er, live well."

"do not want!"

……

The world changes, and the people around her come and go, but Ye Wanqing remains alone.

All the scenes changed, and all the people appeared and disappeared before her eyes. Finally, a ray of light appeared, and everything seemed to have returned to the very beginning.

Sink.

forget.

If one could regress to the past, wouldn't that be a kind of happiness?

so be it.

I'm so tired.

Just then, a familiar yet gentle voice rang out, "Wanwan, will you marry me?"

The next moment, Dao Tian's voice rang out again.

“My disciple, go back. This matter is not over yet.”

Suddenly, Ye Wanqing opened her eyes, and everything around her became clear and bright. At the same time, she felt a slight disturbance within her dragon bones.

She met a pair of gentle eyes and came back to her senses.

"Wanqing, you're back."

Ye Wanqing's expression was clear, but her eyes held a hint of seriousness. "You knew about it too, didn't you?"

Su Shaohuai nodded.

As the second person under the Great Dao Mandate, Tianming Fengzi is the person who can sense the demons outside the Heavenly Realm, besides Tianming Longnu.

He sensed it.

The seal exists, but so does the eerie aura.