The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

Two days later, Yun Fuzhao and Yu Ze arrived in the Demon Realm.

Demons are very different from humans. Demons are tall, averaging over two meters in height, with horns on their heads and a thick, black tail that hangs vertically behind them.

Fortunately, this was still the border of the demon realm, and there were quite a few merchants doing business here. The two of them didn't attract much attention walking down the street.

Information about the Demon Realm is scarce, and Yun Fuzhao only knows that the demons of the Brahma Palace currently rule the Demon Realm.

The Brahma Palace was founded by Yu Ze's father. Later, he was killed by the cultivation world, and his collateral branches rose up and quickly occupied the Brahma Palace.

Yun Fuzhao and Yu Ze found an inn to rest.

“The further we go in, the denser the demonic energy becomes,” Yu Ze said, looking down at her. “I need to go to the Brahma Palace. The demonic energy there is overflowing and it’s too dangerous.”

He discussed it with her, saying, "You wait for me here first. After I've dealt with the matters at Brahma Palace, we'll go find that person together and take care of Meng Ci'er as well."

"No need, I'll go myself. The demons in Brahma Palace are not easy to deal with; you'll need time."

If there hadn't been a rush, Yun Fuzhao could have helped him consolidate his position while searching for people.

But now Song Ying and the others are living right under Meng Ci'er's nose, and who knows when Meng Ci'er will go crazy.

Every day they wait increases the danger for them.

Yu Ze pursed his lips, his dark eyes fixed on her. "Seven days, give me seven days."

Yun Fuzhao was stunned. Seven days? How could that be? He wasn't at that stage yet.

“Yun Fuzhao,” Yu Ze approached, his eyes swirling with emotion. In the end, he couldn’t hold back any longer and rested his forehead on her shoulder, whispering, “Don’t leave alone, wait for me.”

His icy aura wafted over Yun Fuzhao, yet Yun Fuzhao felt incredibly warm.

She raised her hand and patted his back; he was thin and bony, and she could easily feel his protruding bones.

Yu Ze's body trembled, and he used almost all his strength to suppress the urge to pull her into his arms tightly.

"I promise you."

There's no need to worry so much, you're shaking.

Yu Ze left the next day.

Yun Fuzhao gave him all the pills she had on her, as they all knew how dangerous the Brahma Palace was.

Although he knew in his heart that he would become a demon lord who looked down on the world, knowing it was one thing, Yu Ze in the present did not seem to have that strength at all.

Xi Muzhe was quite confident and told her to just wait patiently.

Bounties from the cultivation world don't reach here, so Yun Fuzhao doesn't need to worry too much.

But just in case, she still wore a mask every day.

The second move of the Void Dragon Roar, as described by Ziqian, is really too difficult. Yun Fuzhao has been practicing it day and night for the past few days, but he has only just begun to understand it.

[Yun Family Brigade 3, by Ziqian: The Xuantian Sect Master spent ten years comprehending the incomplete scroll.]

His incomplete scroll only contains the first and second forms.

Upon hearing Ziqian's words, Yun Fuzhao's anxious state of mind instantly relaxed.

Some things really can't be rushed.

This place is called Fengdu, a city on the border of the Demon Realm. The demons living here are not particularly powerful, and their personalities are relatively mild.

Yun Fuzhao met a demon named Li who sold sesame cakes. His cakes were generously filled with meat and tasted delicious. She often bought things from him, and the two became acquainted.

"This man looks familiar."

Li thought for a moment and said, "Ah, I remember now, he loves my cakes just like you do."

"I think I heard him mention going to an extremely cold place."

Yun Fuzhao was overjoyed and immediately asked him where the extremely cold place was.

Li hesitated, "Are you going there? The climate there is extremely cold, completely opposite to the living environment of the demons. Many demons have never returned from going there."

"Don't worry, I'm a cultivator, I'm not afraid of this."

Li disagreed, saying, "Cultivators are small and weak, like little mice. Even the demons couldn't survive against them, let alone you."

"..."

No wonder the cultivation world always says that the demon realm is arrogant; it turns out they don't even consider cultivators to be human.

"I'll buy thirty more sesame seed cakes, then you can tell me."

Li waved his hand, "This isn't about the sesame seed cake, it's about..."

"Fifty."

"Look what you're doing..."

"a hundred."

"The Land of Extreme Cold is in the north. I have a map here, take it with you. Also, the entrance to the Land of Extreme Cold only opens once a year. You've come at the right time; the entrance opens the day after tomorrow."

Yun Fuzhao nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I've got it."

Upon returning to the inn, Yun Fuzhao sent a text message to Yu Ze, but this time she received no reply. Six days have passed now, and tomorrow will be the seventh day.

She has to leave the day after tomorrow.

Yun Fuzhao had a premonition that he might not be able to make it back in time.

Just as she had expected, the communication stone that Yu Ze had left her remained silent until sunset.

It was at this moment that Bai Yuliang appeared.

He is the owner of the knife.

The other party said that Song Ying was sent to the Bone-Corroding Secret Realm.

The Bone-Eating Secret Realm is one of the most dangerous secret realms.

Yun Fuzhao immediately stood up and sent a message to the owner of the white jade: "Your Excellency, I will help you find her another day. I need to go find her first."

The other party replied: "Don't worry, I'm with her now. With me here, she won't get hurt. Just go find him. Once you find him, I can help you deal with Meng Ci'er."

Yun Fuzhao vaguely sensed that this person was a big shot.

Since she had said so, Yun Fuzhao had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​going to find Song Ying.

The message from the other party conveyed a message: Yun Fuzhao could not wait any longer.

She had to leave immediately.

Yu Ze's sound transmission stone was mostly broken, so Yun Fuzhao handed the recording stone back to Xiao Er, instructing him to give it to anyone who came looking for him.

The latter readily agreed.

Yun Fuzhao explained her reason for leaving on the memorial stone. With this, she could at least give him an explanation.

It would take her a day to get to this extremely cold place, so if she sets off overnight, she can arrive sooner.

……

That night, just as the waiter was about to close the door, a bloody hand gripped the door tightly.

The waiter screamed in fright and fell to the ground with a thud. "What...what do you want to do?!"

The demon before him was covered in blood and exuded a terrifying aura. He even held a demon's head in his hand.

Blood dripped onto the floor, making a chilling "drip-drip" sound.

"What about her?"

The waiter couldn't even speak clearly, "Who, who...?"

Yu Ze casually tossed the head onto the floor, strode up the steps, and pushed open the door to the side room, only to find it empty.

Yu Ze's heart was instantly gripped by a large hand. His face darkened, and he went to find the terrified waiter.

Where are the people who live here?

"Which one are you referring to...?"

Yu Ze's patience ran out, and he dragged the waiter upstairs, "This!"

"Ah, she, she left that night."

"Where did you go?"

"Well, I don't know either," the waiter suddenly remembered something. "Oh right, this guest left something for you."

Yu Ze's expression relaxed slightly. "Give it to me."

The waiter hurriedly went to the drawer to get the photo-taking stone.

Yu Ze touched it, and an image appeared: Yun Fu Zhao.

She was sitting under a small shed, talking to someone.

"Is that man with you your partner? You two look so intimate."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ze subconsciously softened his breathing.

Yun Fuzhao: "No, we were just mutually benefiting. Why would I choose a bastard as a partner..."

"Click——"

The photo-taking stone was crushed.

Yu Ze clutched his chest and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.