I am darkness, I will suppress all enemies

Ye Wukuang opened his eyes, which were clear and bright. Then he slowly stood up, clenched his fists and carefully felt his body.

Just when Zhang Yuluan was about to step forward and kneel down to congratulate him, he suddenly heard Ye Wukuang, who was naked at the moment, first covering his face and chuckling, and then bursting into laughter!

Ye Wu Kuang looked at his palm, his clear and handsome face revealed a strange and evil charm, which made him look very different now! The laughter ended, and then Ye Wu Kuang waved his hand, and the air in front of him froze instantly, and a piece of black ice appeared out of thin air and stood in front of him!

A faint light slowly circulated in the depths of Ye Wu Kuang's eyes. He carefully looked at the reflection of his current body on the surface of the black ice and exclaimed:

"This feeling of grasping the laws at will is so wonderful! It's absolutely perfect! You are worthy of being called the 'Yan Dao Body'! Only now that I have become you in person can I feel why you are so different from others!"

After saying that, Ye Wu Kuang waved his hand and the black ice dissipated in the air. His figure flashed and a black brocade robe was put on him. The double dragon jade pendant on the ground also flew into his hand and was hung around his waist.

"Congratulations, Immortal Ancestor! Congratulations, Immortal Ancestor!" Zhang Yuluan naturally did not dare to disturb Ye Wukuang's indulgence. Only after Ye Wukuang completely restrained his aura did he dare to come to congratulate cautiously.

"Well," Ye Wu Kuang stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm, and said something calmly while looking at Zhang Yuluan who was kneeling on the ground.

"Since you have been working hard for millions of years, I will personally solve the problems facing the Demon Immortal Sect now."

Zhang Yuluan was overjoyed when he heard this, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed, "Thank you, Immortal Ancestor, thank you, Immortal Ancestor!"

After saying this, Ye Wu Kuang's feet flashed with light and his figure disappeared into the hall.

After Ye Wu Kuang left, Zhang Yuluan sat down on the ground and laughed, "My Yin Mo Xian Sect will prosper again!"

Inside the VIP attic of the Yin Mo Xian Sect

Su Xin was reading an ancient book when she suddenly felt a shock in her heart. Her cultivation level had entered the holy realm without any signs. A flash of light appeared in front of her, and Ye Wu Kuang, dressed in black, appeared out of thin air in front of her...

Su Xin was overjoyed and quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Master! You are back!"

Ye Wu Kuang hummed lightly and walked straight to the table and sat down. Su Xin hurried forward and made tea for him...

"Where is Yao Xiaoer?" Ye Wukuang took a sip of tea and looked at Su Xin and asked.

After Su Xin heard Ye Wukuang's question, the bracelet on her wrist flashed and a giant cocoon as tall as a person appeared in the room.

"It seems that his 'Dragon Transformation Art' is about to break through a level, and now it has formed this big cocoon."

Ye Wu Kuang stared at the big cocoon with his eyes flickering, "Well, that's right. Nine out of ten monsters that practice the Dragon Transformation Technique cannot break through the first level. He can be said to be predestined with this method."

Although the Dragon Transformation Art is the most supreme skill of the demon race, what is little known is that this skill is also the most dangerous skill of the demon race. However, Ye Wu Kuang did not let Su Xin tell Yao Xiaoer about this.

If Yao Xiaoer fell at the first level of the Dragon Transformation Technique, it would also mean that he was not qualified to follow Ye Wukuang...

"Sister Su Xin, are you there?" Just then a clear and pleasant divine voice came from the door.

"This is Zhang Zhier, the granddaughter of the fifth elder of the Yin Mo Xian Sect. She is the most talented descendant in the Yin Mo Sect in thousands of years. I don't know why, but she often comes to chat with me every two days..."

Ye Wu Kuang just hummed lightly when he heard this, "Let her in

Then Su Xin also sent out a divine thought. Not long after the divine thought was sent out, a beautiful figure appeared outside the house and knocked on the door. Then she opened the door and came in.

Zhang Zhier, who was dressed in a pink dress and very charming, entered the room and saw not only a strange cocoon in Suxin's boudoir, but also a man! This scared her.

Seeing this, Su Xin explained in a gentle tone, "This is my master..."

Zhang Zhier was shocked when she heard this. "This is the master of the ancestor's best friend, Sister Su Xin? He is too young!" Although she thought so in her heart, Zhang Zhier did not dare to show it on the surface. She still bowed respectfully.

"Zhang Zhier from the Demon-Inducing Immortal Sect greets you, Senior."

Ye Wu Kuang raised his head and looked towards Zhang Zhier, staring at the girl with his dark and deep eyes.

After seeing Ye Wu Kuang's face, the girl's heart was pounding and her face was flushed.

Ye Wu Kuang just nodded slightly, put the big cocoon in the house into the storage ring, turned to look at Su Xin and said, "Get ready, we should leave tomorrow."

Su Xin nodded after hearing this. Then, a flash of light appeared under Ye Wu Kuang's feet, and he disappeared into the room out of thin air...

Zhang Zhier was shocked when she heard this. The battle was about to begin tomorrow, but what did the distinguished guest mean by leaving? Su Xin seemed to have seen through the girl's thoughts. She just smiled and didn't explain...

Outskirts of Yin Mo Xian Zong

The Dead Sea is still calm, and the endless black sea surface reveals a deep silence... However, in this place where there has been no trace of living things, rays of light are now rushing out from the sea and flying towards the coast.

On the coast, the red-haired old man and the lady in palace dress stood side by side, and behind them were countless sea tribes! Looking at the mountain in the distance that was like a long black dragon lying quietly, the red-haired old man showed a cruel smile on his face. Everyone was quietly waiting for the dawn of the next day...

In the dark night, Zhang Yuluan stood on the top of the sect mountain, looking deeply at the direction of the Dead Sea. All the disciples in the sect stayed up all night, quietly waiting for the movement ahead.

time passes slowly

Soon, the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the clouds onto the earth. Just as the red-haired old man raised his head to the sky and howled, a figure flew out and knelt on one knee in front of him, shouting, "Wait a minute, Huo Lao! His Majesty has an order! Everyone return to the Dead Sea immediately! Anyone who disobeys will be killed immediately!"

The red-haired old man was stunned. He stared at the messenger and asked word by word with gritted teeth, "You! Say! What!?!"

The lady in palace dress was covered by a veil, revealing only her eyes. She frowned slightly and looked carefully at the person kneeling on one knee. It was indeed His Majesty's personal soldier. So she couldn't help but ask, "Why did His Majesty suddenly give this order? Did something happen in the palace?"

The guard just knelt on one knee and clasped his fists and said indifferently, "Palace Master, I don't know why His Majesty gave this order. I only know that His Majesty seems to be very anxious now. Please ask Elder Huo and Palace Master Lan to go back quickly!"

At this time, the red-haired old man also regained his composure. Hearing the words of the personal soldier, he couldn't help but look at the woman in palace dress. After a little thought, the woman in palace dress looked at the red-haired elder and said, "In this case, let's go back and ask His Majesty what's going on. It doesn't matter if it's a day or two later."

The red-haired old man nodded in agreement, and then the army turned into a sky full of meteors and flew into the Dead Sea.

Two hours ago, deep in the Dead Sea...

A magnificent ancient city stretching to the horizon stood quietly on the seabed. In the center of the ancient city stood a huge, crystal-clear palace shaped like a dragon beast...

Inside the palace... a woman wearing a bright yellow robe and a double-horned crown was sweating on her forehead, and she looked at the black token floating in the air in front of her with horror...