Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Only Yu Mu, even though a palm-sized space fragment slashed his chest sharply, blood seeped through his clothes, even though his internal organs were hurt by the huge force...

Didn't move at all.

Ye Tian was right. After this incident, he could hardly use that kind of power anymore. Now, he was just a cultivator who was slightly better than ordinary cultivators of the same level and had not yet entered the Nascent Soul stage.

Yun Buqi had seen Zi Li and Ye Tian walking out of the desolate tombs and running towards the direction of Ziyun Palace in a somewhat embarrassed manner. He was very anxious and even wanted to go in to find Yu Mu!

However, at almost the same time, the entire desolate tomb... seemed to turn into ashes and dissipate piece by piece until it disappeared completely. The place where the desolate tomb originally stood was left with only an empty wasteland.

In that desolate place, Yu Mu looked up. Is it raining?

He let the dusty rain fall on his face and just stood there. For a moment... Yun Buqi wanted to go forward, but he could see that Xiaomu... seemed to want to be alone for a while.

It was drizzling, Yu Mu's long hair stuck to his scalp, his chest was covered in blood, and the Tianwen, still tightly held in his hand, was also wet by the rain, letting the water droplets run across the gun body and drip along the gun.

A shadow even more hazy than the rain seemed to appear beside him.

After a long silence, the shadow spoke.

"Emperor, I'm sorry. I didn't expect Zi Li to awaken at this time. That was my backup plan to deal with Ye Tian, ​​but... in the end, I underestimated the son of destiny, or underestimated myself as the former Heavenly Dao. This... is my fault."

Seeing that Yu Mu didn't say anything, the Spirit of Heaven also lowered his head: "Emperor, you can't admit defeat!"

It wanted to say that Yu Mu was shouldering the whole world, but in the end there was no way out.

He only said: "You... no matter when, you are still the strong man who dares to fight against the sky, and you are still the undefeated Demon Emperor! You can go through all the storms and waves, and now these... are just a little bit of wind and frost for you and me."

Yu Mu remained silent, just quietly feeling the rain falling on his body, carrying the dust of a ruined tomb, which seemed to still have the power of the formation left.

The Spirit of Heaven sighed, and the shadow dissipated.

But at this moment, Yu Mu felt that the cold rain seemed to have stopped.

He turned his head and opened his eyes, only to see Yun Buqi walking up to him without him noticing. The master had a warm aura about him, and the spiritual power shield he held up blocked the rain from falling on him.

"Master..."

Yu Mu opened his mouth, and his voice was so hoarse that he himself didn't even realize it.

"I'm tired, Master."

Two lives! The great and powerful man who stood proudly between heaven and earth, he never showed the slightest bit of weakness in front of others, he never cried out in pain, never shed tears, and never said a word of tiredness to anyone.

But now, he fell into his master's arms like a child, afraid of dirtying his master's dry clothes, but... he was really tired.

I couldn't tell whether I was crying or not.

I guess... that's not the case, Demon Emperor, there is no room for tears. Demon Emperor, he won't cry.

But the winning situation he had put everything into was shattered in one day.

His spiritual power, spiritual power, mental power, and physical strength have all been exhausted, and he was also severely hit by the collapse of space.

He could have released the force, but he endured it, perhaps because only the pain could make him realize that he was still alive.

"Xiaomu doesn't feel any pain."

Yun Buqi's old eyes were filled with tears. With trembling fingertips he stroked the hideous wound on his disciple's chest and sent gentle spiritual power to relieve the injury.

He carried Yu Mu on his back, turned around, and gently moved away the wet long hair that was blocking Yu Mu's face, making Yu Mu look less embarrassed.

"If you are tired, just sleep well and don't think about other things."

"Master, I will take you home."

In the rain that day, countless disciples saw Ye Tian returning seriously injured and the distraught Supreme Elder Zi Li.

Then he saw another supreme elder, Yun Buqi, returning from the place where the desolate tomb was, carrying Yu Mu, who was obviously much taller than him.

The desolate grave disappeared.

The remaining vitality was absorbed by the Yunhe Sect's formation, and spiritual rain fell again. The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in the Yunhe Sect increased by at least 10% compared to before.

As a result, the entire sect was overjoyed, believing that this was a blessing brought to the sect by the young master and the sect's genius Ye Tian.

Even the sect leader thinks so.

In this way... Yunhemen's path to Zhongzhou will be smoother.

As for Ye Tian, ​​who was laughing crazily in the room, no one knew what he was laughing at.

As for Zi Li, who had inexplicably lost a precious Xuantian Mirror, he was only slightly troubled. After all, Tian'er was fine, and Mu'er was also fine.

In the end, I was still hurt by the words "get lost", but was my heart... only hurt because of that? The puppet made of chaotic energy had been destroyed, but the nightmare barrier had never subsided.

She could still see the blood-stained back.

That back figure was exactly the same as Yu Mu, who was standing in the collapsing space, even though his whole body was falling down, he still held his head up.

As for Yu Mu? He didn't know how long he slept.

There is no dream, or it seems like there is a dream, but the world in the dream is empty, real nothingness.

It's like keeping one eye open and the other closed, and looking at the world with the closed eye, what you see is not darkness, but nothingness.

He was walking in that kind of nothingness. There was clearly no one around him, but the shouting was deafening and he couldn't get out.

Occasionally a ray of light is seen, but it disappears in the blink of an eye.

But it is that ray of light that allows him to keep going. The Demon Emperor... never stops.

Finally, his still heavy eyelids opened.

The light came into his eyes, and his gaze was still clear. He was still the same Yu Mu. Just as the Spirit of Heaven said... The Demon Emperor would never admit defeat, and would never fail!

But with just one glance, Yu Mu saw his master sitting beside the bed.

Yun Buqi seemed tired, so he leaned there and fell into a deep sleep.

Yu Mu strongly suspected that he was woken up by his master's snoring, which sounded like an old cow.

"Moo~moo~moo~moo~"

This is the sound of Yun Buqi snoring...

"Master, how long have I slept?"

Yu Mu woke his master up with a look of disgust, being very filial.

"Uh-huh?!"

Yun Buqi sat up straight abruptly: "Twelve days and six or seven hours."

When he saw Yu Mu waking up, he gently touched Yu Mu's forehead and noticed that Yu Mu's breath was long. He was obviously still in the great perfection of the Golden Elixir, but the aura of his cultivation was not condensed at all!

I’m afraid that even an ordinary Yuanying in the early stage cannot achieve the Great Perfection of Golden Elixir?

"How did you get so badly injured? And you didn't even take the divine consciousness that your master had placed on you with you."

Yun Buqi pretended to be angry, and seeing that Yu Mu was fine, he rubbed a chicken coop on Yu Mu's head.

"Something unexpected happened in the desolate tomb, but I am fine now. I would like to thank Master for healing my injuries."

Yu Mu stood up and saw that Yun Buqi looked tired, and he couldn't help but be moved.

He has probably been guarding here for more than ten days.

This old man, perhaps, is the ray of light in the void.