The Good-for-Nothing's Counterattack: Full-time Spiritual Master

An Ci Ye looked solemn and said firmly: "No, you can't go."

Qinglan looked puzzled: "Why?"

An Ci Ye frowned and said worriedly, "Recently, there have been constant conflicts between the God Realm and the Demon Realm. The situation is tense and a war may break out at any time. It's too dangerous."

Qinglan bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, and sighed helplessly: "Okay."

Time flies!

The land of the demon world was shaking in the flames of war, with shouts and wails intertwined into one.

A strong smell of blood filled the air.

In the hall of the Netherworld Palace, Nalan Yan looked at Qinglan and said, "Leave the Demon Realm first!"

Qinglan shook his head: "No, I want to stay here with you!"

Nalan Yan turned to look at An Ci Ye who was standing beside him: "An Ci Ye, if you don't want her to fall into the hands of the gods, take her away from here."

An Ciye's brows twisted into the shape of a "川" character, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes: "Tell me first, why are they looking for Qingqing."

Nalan Yan said quickly: "Her spiritual vein is the only complete divine and demonic dual vein."

An Ci Ye was slightly startled, and his past experience of having both divine and demonic veins instantly emerged in his mind. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Nalanyan explained: "You also had the divine and demonic dual veins before, so you should know that the two veins cannot coexist. But the dual veins in Qingqing's body not only coexist, but are also intact. To have such a divine and demonic dual veins, you are destined to become a god."

As for whether he would eventually become a revered god or a feared demon, he had no way of knowing.

An Ci Ye's heart trembled, and he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter: "So they came here for Qing Qing."

Nalan Yan lowered his eyes: "Not all."

An Ci Ye did not ask any more questions. He knew that time was running out. He turned to look at Qing Lan and said in an unquestionable tone, "Qing Qing, follow me."

Qinglan had a confused and angry look on his face: "What the hell are you talking about? If you want this double meridian, I can just give it to him. Why attack us?"

An Ci Ye didn't explain any more. He took a step forward and lifted Qing Lan up with his powerful arms.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, and powerful magic power surged at his fingertips. Along with a distortion and roar of space, he tore open a space crack emitting a faint light.

Before Qinglan could react, An Ci Ye jumped in without hesitation.

Qinglan struggled desperately on Anciye's shoulder and shouted, "Ah, bring my beasts with you!"

The two disappeared into the space crack and did not notice Nalan Yan's complicated look.

A dark figure quietly appeared beside Nalan Yan and asked in a low voice: "Master, do you really want to do this?"

Nalan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes: "Well, pay attention to their movements."

When An Ci Ye and Qing Lan came out of the space crack, the surrounding environment made An Ci Ye instantly realize that something was wrong.

They did not go to the human world, but to the divine world.

Seeing this, An Ciye cursed in his heart: "What the hell does Nalan Yan want to do?"

He couldn't have teleported wrong, the only explanation was that he tampered with it.

Qinglan looked around with a puzzled look on his face: "Isn't this the God Realm? What are we doing here?"

An Ciye's face darkened, and he said hurriedly: "Qingqing, let's go."

However, before they could take a step, countless Protoss soldiers in silver armor suddenly emerged and surrounded them.

A man who looked like a general of the God Clan shouted loudly: "Take the person away."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of strong men surrounded them aggressively.

An Ci Ye was furious, and silver demonic energy burst out from his body. Like an angry beast, he fiercely repelled anyone who approached.

He turned to look at Qinglan, his eyes full of anxiety: "Qingqing, listen to me, you will escape back to the demon world first, don't look back, understand."

Qinglan was not to be outdone, and quickly mobilized his spiritual power to attack the people around him.

Hearing An Ciye's words, she subconsciously refused: "No, am I the kind of person who abandons others?"

"Protect yourself." An Ci Ye did not give her the chance to refuse. His body was as fast as lightning, and he quickly repelled wave after wave of approaching gods.

He seized the opportunity, condensed his magic power again, tore open a crack in space, and then threw Qinglan in.

Qing Lan shouted in the air: "An Ci Ye, you dare to throw me, I am the boss!"

An Ci Ye chuckled, his eyes full of tenderness and determination: "Boss, I'm going to resist once."

After saying this, he turned around and faced the God Clan that was rushing in like a tide...

An Ciye's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked haggard but anxious. He stared straight at Nalan Yan and asked loudly, "Where's Qingqing?"

Nalanyan lowered his head slightly, pursed his lips, and remained silent.

The whole room was so quiet that only the sound of each other's heavy breathing could be heard.

An Ciye's patience was instantly exhausted. He rushed forward, grabbed Nalan Yan by the collar, lifted him up fiercely, and roared, "I ask you, where is she?"

Nalan Yan was unsteady due to the sudden force and slowly uttered three words: "In the God Realm."

An Ciye's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife, as if he wanted to cut the person in front of him into pieces: "You plotted against us."

Nalanyan turned his head slightly, a trace of barely perceptible guilt flashed in his eyes, and he whispered, "She is dead."

"You bastard, why did you do this?" An Ci Ye's eyes were red and tears were welling up in his eyes, but he forced them back.

Nalanyan took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down: "She is destined to have a disaster."

An Ci Ye sneered, his eyes full of mockery: "So you deliberately sent her to the God Realm."

Nalan Yan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding the look in his eyes. He said nothing, tacitly accepting everything.

An Ciye suppressed his inner anger and asked word by word: "Why do you do this?"

Nalanyan raised his head, his eyes cold: "This is not something you should ask."

An Ci Ye's heart moved, and a terrible thought flashed through his mind: "Is it because there is a problem with the Demon Core? You want to sacrifice her, right?"

At this moment, Meng Qihe, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "The Demon Core is fine, it's the people from the God Realm who want to kill all the continents."

An Ci Ye was slightly startled, and then he seemed to understand something: "A natural god falls in one place, and the heaven will punish him, right? You are using her life to reduce the power of the God Realm, right?"

Nalanyan frowned slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "I have reasons to do this."

An Ci Ye laughed in anger: "Nalan Yan, you are so good. One day, I will let you die in my hands."

Nalan Yan looked at him, a complicated look flashed in his eyes: "You also have the dual veins of gods and demons, you should know that she can be reincarnated."