I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

From the huge surrounding stands, people watched the battle in that small world gradually coming to an end, and exclamations and discussions were heard from time to time...

In an inconspicuous position on the field, Ye Wukuang, who had his back to Wu Feng, raised the corner of his mouth, and his originally dark and deep eyes were now filled with madness!

"Haha, I found you..."

Soon, the two judges at the top of the field entered the small world and announced the end of this duel.

The difference between the two was not that big. After the battle, both women were seriously injured. The difference was that one was still conscious while the other was completely in a coma...

Yu Luo was defeated by Xing Yi, and the result this time was that Xing Yi, who ranked lower than Yu Luo, inherited everything from her, including her cave and various rewards...

"Ah~ What a pity! It was so close. If Fairy Yu Luo could hit the opponent with the last blow, we wouldn't have lost."

On the stands, Yi Xiaodie's mouth rose slightly behind her veil, and she spoke unhappily.

"Right, Brother Wu Feng, it's obvious that Fairy Yu Luo is more powerful, and Xing Yi was about to lose in the end, but she actually had a trick up her sleeve. What a pity..."

"Brother Wu Feng?"

Seeing no response, Yi Xiaodie turned her head and looked at the person next to her with puzzled eyes.

"Ah? Uh... yes, Yu Luo is indeed good, she is beautiful, and her magical skills are also good-looking..."

"Ah?" Upon hearing that, Yi Xiaodie looked at Wu Feng with her beautiful eyes wide open, and then secretly pinched Wu Feng's waist with her slender jade fingers.

"What are you talking about? Were you distracted again? You've been like this all the time since you reached the peak of the Saint Realm, and you didn't let me tell Master, Brother Wu Feng, is it really okay?"

Hearing this, Wu Feng took Yi Xiaodie's soft little hand and comforted her: "Oh, it's okay, Xiaodie, I'm just studying a new magical power, don't worry, it will be fine after a while."

"Okay, the battle is over, let's go too."

Looking at Wu Feng's gentle eyes behind the mask, Yi Xiaodie was worried but still smiled.

"Well, let's go. Let's go home..."

The word "home" was taught to Yi Xiaodie by Wu Feng. Yi Xiaodie didn't know where the word came from. Wu Feng just told her the meaning of the word.

After learning the meaning of "home", Yi Xiaodie fell in love with this word...

At the same time, the women in black dresses in the corner of the stands, Ye Ling and Zi Xuan, also left the extreme battlefield without changing their expressions and returned to their own small worlds.

Ye Wu Kuang just sat there quietly until there were only a few dozen people left in the stands, then he slowly stood up and left.

From beginning to end, he never looked back again...

After leaving the extreme battlefield, Ye Wukuang, with a calm expression, walked towards the direction where the woman in black dress left.

Following the traces left by Ye Ling along the way, Ye Wukuang soon came to a place of nothingness. It was obvious that this was the way to a small world.

After just a short pause, Ye Wu Kuang's figure disappeared into the void...

Ye Ling, with her slim figure and her true face revealed in a black dress, kept walking back and forth in the garden, and would go forward to clean up any mess she saw.

Zixuan, who had two buns on her head, was also hurriedly arranging the tables, chairs and benches, and began to make tea skillfully.

"Zixuan, what do you think of me?"

"Ah?" Zi Xuan, who was in a hurry, heard this and asked in confusion.

"Oh, is there any blemish on your face? Is my dress too dark? Does it make me look old? Also, does this dress not show my figure well? Should I tighten my waist? Oh, and my hair, should I tie it up a little? Isn't it too long?"

Zixuan comforted her while making tea

"Oh, young lady! You are already perfect. Among your peers in the tribe, you are the most beautiful in my eyes. Just stay like this. You are perfect like this!"

"Humph! You say one thing and mean another. You clearly hesitated for a moment. Do you want to say that other than Ye Xian'er, that white lotus?"

"Uh..." Zi Xuan was overwhelmed when she heard that. Ye Xian'er's identity was not something that a little maid like her could discuss casually, so she had to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Ye Ling looked at Zi Xuan and didn't continue to make things difficult for her. He just sighed and said:

"I know I can't compare to her. I'm not as good as her in terms of figure, talent, or looks... She's even higher in status than me..."

"Okay, Miss, you are already good enough. Look at how many people are fascinated by you in the Holy Land battlefield. Hua Ling's name is also very famous in Wuliangtian."

"Hmph, you're just sweet-talking."

"Oh, you must use the tea I treasure. It was my brother Wu Kuang's favorite tea."

"Oh, I know, Miss. You've reminded me twelve times."

“And Miss, did you and Young Master Ye Wu Kuang really grow up together? This is the first time I’ve met Young Master Ye Wu Kuang, and I don’t know what his personality is like. I’m a little nervous…”

"Yeah." Ye Ling nodded when she heard that, sat down at the table, resting her hand on her delicate chin, thinking and recalling:

"When I was little, I always followed him. He was really different back then. Brother Wu Kuang could do his best in everything he did. Not only that, he was also very good to us younger brothers and sisters. Whenever we encountered difficulties, he would always be the first to help us solve them..."

“Not only that, he is also one of the most talented seeds in the Night Clan so far. When I was a child, I was very stupid and my talent was not very good. At that time, Brother Wu Kuang had already been valued by the clan master and elders, and was trained with emphasis. However, he often taught us some of the core magical powers of the clan behind the clan master and elders’ backs…”

Zixuan listened with stars in her eyes.

"Wow! That Young Master Ye Wu Kuang must be a person with a very good temper."

Ye Ling shook his head upon hearing this.

"Good temper? Zixuan, you think too much. Brother Wu Kuang is very aloof and arrogant, but it is because of this that we, the same race and age, admire and respect him..."

Zixuan's cute little face was instantly filled with confusion when she heard that.

"Hahaha" Ye Ling laughed sweetly when she saw this

"You'll know when you see it later."

"Hmm? Here they come!" Ye Ling seemed to sense something, and quickly stood up, straightened her dress, and ran towards the center of the garden in front.

At the same time, there was a distortion in the void in the center of the garden, and then a young man in a black robe slowly emerged, and just as he appeared.

He only smelled a faint fragrance, and then a soft body suddenly threw itself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Ye Wu Kuang hugged Ye Ling's waist and touched her head, with a slight smile on his face.

"You are so old, but you still act like a child"

Ye Wukuang and the Dark Ancestor both love all the direct bloodlines of the Ye Clan very much. The inheritance of the clan's bloodline is even more important for an immortal clan like the Ye Clan.

As for every descendant of the Night Clan, even if they were trash, the Dark Ancestor still regarded them as treasures, because the direct bloodline of the Night Clan was as rare as those ancient clans in the Ten Thousand Worlds.

Perhaps it was because of the powerful cultivation of his clan members, or perhaps it was because of his own immortality, but now there were only a few thousand people left in the direct lineage of the Night Clan...

Among the entire Night Clan, thousands of people only account for a tiny part compared to the enormous collateral bloodline.

And these people are also his real relatives in this world...

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