Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

"You have achieved your goal. Is it time to end your struggle for my life?" said the Dragon Demon Saint.

The moment he finished speaking, Song Yuyuan nodded slightly, his eyes firm, without showing any hesitation.

Both sides are enemies, and both have a strong desire to destroy each other. Even though thousands of years of struggle have created a subtle respect, he knows his role and decision in his heart, and he must not soften it.

When it comes time to act, there will be no compromise.

The Dragon Demon Saint also knew this truth, and laughed loudly, "Well, I will not give in and wait for death!"

The chaos behind the formation rumbled and broke apart.

Song Yuyuan appeared on the northern sea with bells and drums on his head.

---Chapter Title: Chapter 232 The Venerable of Tianjitian---

Outside the thirty-sixth layer of the universe.

Floating in the vast and boundless chaotic clouds, Tianjitian was like a bubble, immersed in the chaotic air waves.

Facing this vast world, Immortal Fuxi sat on the throne in the clouds, his eyes slightly closed, surrounded by the endless flow of Tao rhyme.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at the lotus field not far ahead, and her two crescent-shaped brows twitched slightly.

In the early morning, the lake is covered with delicate ripples and the shimmering morning mist complement each other, giving the place a quiet and elegant atmosphere. This seemingly ordinary lake actually breeds only a single lotus, which is as clean and flawless as a jade disk, as if it is quietly waiting for the nourishment of the spring rain and quietly blooming.

What is even more surprising is that the lotus's core seems to be filled with a colorful halo, as if all the colors in the world are gathered in the heart of this lotus, emitting a unique and intoxicating light. This strange phenomenon attracts all the eyes around and is shocking.

At this moment, a figure named Nuwa Saint was concentrating on the scene in front of her, but her eyes were not just on the lotus, but on a golden gourd next to it. The golden gourd was trembling slightly, as if it was afraid of something, but also seemed to be filled with deep sadness.

This scene can't help but remind people of a thrilling war between wizards and liches a long time ago. Every time a demon leader with great influence fell, this golden gourd would vibrate violently. Now that the wheel of time has turned to today, this familiar vibration can once again awaken those painful memories.

Nuwa Saint's heart moved slightly, and the golden gourd slowly rose into the air, and finally stopped at the edge of the clouds. Then, the gourd cover opened gently, and a beam of dazzling light shot out from it, the height of which was beyond ordinary sight.

This light held up a huge cloth banner, on which were interwoven colorful lights, dazzling and brilliant, and was called the "Gathering Demon Banner". It is said that at the beginning of the prehistoric times, when Nuwa Saint achieved the Taoism, the demon emperor Jun gave Nuwa Saint this banner to express his congratulations. The appearance of this banner made all the demons willing to obey.

However, this alone is enough to show that this large banner is far beyond an ordinary spiritual weapon. It is closely related to the fate of the demon race, and the life trajectory of every demon is closely involved in it.

When the demon king offered this object to Nuwa Saint, his purpose might be to strengthen Nuwa Saint's influence on the demon race and make it more solid and stable. Unfortunately, although this golden gourd was always used as a decoration by Nuwa Saint, no one dared to open it and use it easily after the destruction of the demon race's heavenly palace.

However, now, Nuwa Saint finally used the "Demon Gathering Banner" that she had been using for many years. The instantaneous induction allowed her to see through everything, and a complex look flashed in her eyes. "Is he really dead?" She whispered softly, "According to the original arrangement, as long as he has a foothold in Northern Juluzhou, he should be safe and sound." "Who created such a dangerous situation around him?" Nuwa Saint's puzzled heart echoed.

Since the collapse of the demon clan's heaven and the destruction of the stars in the sky, the demon clan has lost their former ability to sweep across the wilderness. They have to hide in Uttarakuru and struggle to survive, maintaining a faint vitality while looking for hope.

During this period, the Demon Saint Yingzhao protected many displaced tribes. He created many "cave paradises" in the environment full of poisonous miasma to ensure that many demons could also get shelter. This kind of action that benefits the world, the Heavenly Dao will naturally not forget to bestow gifts and virtues, and will not ignore it because of its deep evil deeds.

If this person can honestly stay in the Youdu Mountains and gradually accumulate strength, he may be reborn in the future and be like Dongji Chijun, roaming freely in the world of immortals and demons.

As long as one acts with caution and observes propriety, one can avoid the influence of karma.

However, before things could turn around, Master Xuan Ming chose to travel far outside the Youdu Mountains.

Then came the news that he had disappeared from the world.

"Who is behind all this?"

Maybe it is one of the four gods and demons, or it could be the existence of the way of heaven, the way of humanity, or even a higher level?

Huangdi was very confused about this and wanted to find out the truth.

After the death of Master Xuan Ming, the monsters in the Netherworld lost the authority of their leader and were likely to become the target of others' covetousness. Even though he was unwilling to interfere too much in the internal affairs of the monsters, among the many monsters who looked up to him, his faith had never been interrupted since ancient times.

Today, even the humans she created with her own hands rarely worship her. Looking at the entire land of immortals and demons, only the southern border land still has a few people praying. This weak incense is like a drop of water in the ocean, even smaller than the other four celestial beings.

The reason is naturally obvious. The human race is not a perpetual life caste. Moreover, in the final stage of the ancient war between gods and demons, the power of destiny in humans caused the two major demon races to carry out large-scale cleansing, resulting in the near extinction of the original race.

Coupled with the constant indoctrination of the various religious sects, the human race today has almost forgotten the existence of this human mother. This is why she did not create a doctrine despite creating countless people - although she has the ability to create everything, the lack of moral influence makes it difficult for this belief to continue among the human race with a shorter lifespan.

However, in this case, for some monsters who have never been blessed by her grace but have been blessed by the gods for generations, their value is also rare. Therefore, unless it is a situation of asking for trouble, Huangdi Tianren is unwilling to go against his own wishes in order to protect the weak monsters in Youdu Mountain Range.

If the Yellow Emperor, who was already sleeping in the earth, heard about this, he would surely be so angry that he would almost faint. Since the establishment of the Demon Realm, he has spared no effort to approach and seek the relationship between Fuxi and her, and held high the honorary titles of "Xi Huang, Da Huang" to express his respect.

Especially after he successfully ascended to the top of the celestial rank, he frequently rushed to Taiqing Realm, the center of the fairyland, and even took out magic weapons with profound religious significance, just hoping to gain her blessing and protect the monsters.

Faced with the celestial being who refused to open the door to her, she chose to protect the remaining monsters with compassion and active protection under the circumstances of the monsters' spontaneous offerings. She used her wits to tell fortunes, but found that she could only vaguely sense the mystery of destiny and the complex cause and effect of the cycle of inheritance. It seemed that everything was controlled by an invisible force and could not be fully understood.

At that moment, she had no idea which powerful person had killed Ying Zhao of Uttarakuru, and she didn't understand why Ying Zhao had left suddenly.

"Ah, a kalpa... a kalpa..."

Saint Nuwa lamented softly.

So she called out her closest female servant, Caifeng. "Miss Caifeng, go to this ancient and vast world and find out who is behind the plot against the demon race, or who is so powerful that he could destroy Yingzhao."

"Ying Zhao is already dead?"

Cai Feng looked up in surprise, then lowered her head and responded respectfully, "I obey the Queen's orders!"

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The fall of a quasi-saint caused a sound of sorrow between heaven and earth;

The vast North Sea sky was occupied by fierce, howling winds and rolling dark clouds, which covered the bright sun and stars, plunging the world into endless night;

The mysterious beings everywhere felt the shock and waves:

Countless immortals, ghosts, demons, and gods have arrived at this place, but they can vaguely smell that an extremely powerful being has been in this area and has killed the soul core - which is often called the "Soul of the Soul" - in an extremely thrilling way.

The art of breaking with honor has long been part of the demon race's heritage. When war is inevitable, they often choose to self-destruct their souls to fight against powerful enemies. Despite this, the level of the powerful being behind this incident now far exceeds traditional understanding.

It is very likely that the actor this time is Yingzhao Yaosheng, an unparalleled master who mysteriously left the North Sea a few years ago.

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The news that is causing a stir in the world of immortals and gods is like a gust of wind sweeping across the wilderness. Everyone is worried about the consequences of Yingzhao's crash and the stability of Beijuluzhou - is the protective barrier of the demon world about to disappear?

They wanted to find out the real motive behind it: Which high and mighty being forced the Demon Saint Yingzhao to commit such an astonishing act of suicide?

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In the Biyou Palace, Duobao Taoist sat cross-legged, lost in thought over the chess game, and cast his gaze towards Tongtian Sect Master beside him. "Your Majesty, Yingzhao seems to have fled to the edge of the North Sea a few days ago. Could it be that the person who kidnapped him this time is the great god 'Old Zupeng'?"

"If you ask me, what should I go and find out?"

"You know that." Duobao interrupted and said, "Things are mysterious and the cause and effect are complicated. Even the saints can't predict the future, right?"

"You already know it, why are you asking me?" Master Tongtian tapped his fingers in the air impatiently.

Master Taixuan screamed, and a small bulge suddenly appeared on his skull.

“Did they really fight…?”

Master Taixuan reached out and touched the lump, and was surprised to find that it did not disappear. He immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Master, are you playing a joke on me? What if someone sees such an ugly place? Besides, the reason I raised this question is because I had contact with that old demon Dapeng before."

Tianxuan Sect Leader glanced at him slightly.

“BBQ wings.”