This is what villains are like

Time passed very quickly. There was a truce between Ziyingzhao Star Territory and Kaixing Star Territory. In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

The entire Sifang Star Territory ushered in a rare peaceful situation.

Yingzhao retreated from the Taoist temple, Lu Wushan sealed the mountain and locked up the land, and no longer interfered with external affairs.

Zhou Yuan, who had obtained Lu Wu's soul, fell into seclusion that day and did not let any elders come to disturb him.

Under the starry sky, warships were like a forest, rumbling and galloping, quickly approaching the location of Yingzhao Taoist Temple. The large and majestic mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, becoming increasingly clear.

Standing on the ancient warship, Jiang Lan was covered with vague mist of chaos, and his robes were flying, as if he would become immortal at any time.

He was looking at the scene in the distance, and at the same time he was quietly feeling the various changes in the world.

In Yingzhao Dojo, many elders who had already heard the news were waiting below to welcome him.

The Immortal Dao Alliance was very powerful. After leaving Mantuo Ancient Star, they went straight to Yingzhao Star Territory. Naturally, Yingzhao Dojo did not dare to really offend the Immortal Dao Alliance.

Before going into seclusion, Zhou Yuan also told him that if someone from the Immortal Alliance came, they would be welcomed without any hesitation.

Many elders and people with deep background obeyed the advice of Zhou Yuan, the ancient ancestor, and naturally they did not dare to say anything.

As the ancient warship landed, the elders of Yingzhao Dojo who had been waiting for a long time came forward one after another to welcome everyone from the Immortal Alliance inside.

Jiang Lan's attitude was very casual, as if he was entering his own back garden. He didn't want to waste any time at all, and he didn't even bother to show courtesy to the elders of Yingzhao Dojo.

Zhou Yuan, who had gone into seclusion after returning to Yingzhao Dojo that day, immediately broke out of the seclusion after hearing the news, rushed over, and greeted him personally. His respectful attitude made many elders of Yingzhao Dojo feel extremely shocked and shocked. .

"The heroic move of the gods has met the emperor of heaven."

Later, in front of everyone, Zhou Yuan's expression remained as usual, and he knelt down and knelt on the ground, calling Jiang Lan the Emperor of Heaven.

"Ancestor..."

Many elders and people with deep background in Yingzhao Dojo were shocked by this scene.

"After I refined Lu Wu's soul, I recovered many memories. His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven once entrusted me with a decree to guard the gate of heaven. Today, His Majesty the Emperor has returned again. As a god, I should follow His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven and open up territories for His Majesty. Conquer all directions."

"I, the Yingzhao Dojo, are willing to obey His Majesty the Emperor's orders and serve His Majesty the Emperor."

Zhou Yuan kowtowed there, his words unable to conceal his enthusiasm and respect.

Then, he glanced coldly at the many elders and figures in the Yingzhao Dojo, implying a shocking power.

Everyone who was originally surprised and shocked by Zhou Yuan's attitude came to their senses after hearing these words.

After all, Jiang Lan was called the future Emperor of Heaven, and Yingzhao was a god who had been entrusted by the Emperor to guard the portal to the heaven.

Now that I have recovered my memory, it is natural to want to follow the Emperor of Heaven again.

"I have met the Emperor of Heaven."

Immediately, the Yingzhao Dojo was filled with enthusiastic and boiling voices, and many elders and figures with deep roots knelt down and knelt on the ground like Zhou Yuan without any hesitation.

Since Jiang Lan has the power of a saint, there is nothing wrong with them acting like they are worshiping a saint.

On the other hand, it is their honor to follow the future Emperor and fight for him in all directions.

Jiang Lan had arranged all of this a long time ago, so he was not surprised at all. Then he cooperated with "Zhou Yuan" who was transformed into a blood puppet of all spirits, and performed in front of many elders and figures of the Yingzhao Dojo. He then used the Heavenly Emperor's Seal that was stripped out of Zhou Yuan's body and gave it to "Zhou Yuan" face to face.

The seal of the Heavenly Emperor came to the world and manifested many strange phenomena. The purple mist steamed, and the shadow of Yingzhao emerged in it, blooming with immeasurable brilliance, blazing and bright. When the wings stretched out, they covered the sky and the sun, covering the entire sky.

At this point, everyone in the Yingzhao Dojo is even more enthusiastic about Jiang Lan, and their attitude is no less than that of the ancient ancestor Yingzhao facing the resurrection.

On that day, the news that everyone in the Yingzhao Dojo had surrendered to Jiang Lan spread with great fanfare, causing a huge sensation.

In Lu Wu Mountain, which has been sealed, the master of Lu Wu Mountain, who was anxiously waiting for a response, and the gray-robed old man who appeared on the Chaos Star on the day of the agreement, all had their faces dimmed little by little.

"I see……"

"No wonder Yingzhao Dojo is not afraid of Jiang Lan snatching it away. It turns out that it has decided to submit to him."

The old man in gray robe sighed softly, and his breath became even weaker.

"Ancestor, should we tear up the agreement and burn the boat in the end? The soul of the Holy Ancestor has not responded for a long time. I'm afraid of an accident." Sect Master Lu Wushan looked extremely anxious.

"I'm afraid it's too late..."

The old man in gray robe stood on the top of the mountain, finally withdrew his gaze and said, "The remaining soul of the Holy Ancestor originally wanted to seize the body of the hero to recruit his body, occupy the magpie's nest, and take the opportunity to resurrect."

"But it has been several days and there is still no response. I guess the Holy Ancestor's plan has failed."

"I always thought that Jiang Lan and Yingzhao Dojo were incompatible with each other. Who knew that Yingzhao Dojo would surrender to him so easily? I still completely underestimated his methods."

"Closed the mountain completely. From now on, don't think about revenge anymore."

"Murong Yanqing of the Murong family also let him go. If what I predict is correct, the sky in the Sifang Star Region will also change next, and the Murong family will take advantage of the situation and rise..."

"Unbeknownst to me, something big must have happened."

"Ancestor, is this really necessary?" The sect leader of Lu Wushan looked extremely pale.

The old man in gray robe didn't say anything more. He shook his head gently, and then like a wisp of green smoke, he slowly walked towards the back hill of Lu Wu Mountain, where the cemetery is. He didn't have much time left. If he hadn't been born, he could still be alive. Live for hundreds of years.

But Lu Wushan made the wrong choice and decision, and they will bear the consequences themselves.

In Huaiyun Ancient Star, an ancient city, Hanjing sat blankly by the window, looking at the bustling traffic below, in a daze.

The war has subsided and everything is at peace. There is no need to worry about being affected by the war. Now everyone in the Yingzhao Star Territory is talking about this matter.

Yingzhao Dojo also surrendered to Jiang Lan.

The Sifang Star Territory will also usher in an unprecedented unification situation. For ordinary casual cultivators and ethnic groups, this is naturally a good thing.

But the husband she had been waiting for, Zhou Yuan, never showed up.

"If he wants to come to see me, he will definitely come..."

Hanjing had actually guessed something. She looked gloomy and remained silent for a long time.

The Jade Green Sword Immortal appeared behind Han Jing. Seeing Han Jing like this now reminded her of herself a long time ago.

When she learned that her master had passed away in seclusion, she fell into a deep sadness for a long time.

"Miss Hanjing, it's time to go."

After a moment, she spoke, her tone a little softer than the cold and harsh tone before.

In the Yingzhao Dojo, deep in a quiet room, on the open platform, Jiang Lan sat quietly there.