Supreme Martial Artist

Ye Lingxi grinned and protected Ye Xinghe's arm like a spoiled brat.

"Brother, no matter what, I will always be your sister."

Ye Xinghe patted her head lovingly and waved his hand to cancel the barrier.

Qian Yushan and others also knew that Ye Xinghe and the others were talking about big things just now, so they also waited patiently outside.

Seeing the barrier disappear, they flew closer.

"Lingxi, congratulations."

Ye Lingxi smiled slightly: "Thank you, senior."

After a few people chatted for a while, Qian Yushan invited Ye Xinghe to rest at the mountain gate below.

Ye Xinghe pondered for a moment and shook his head in rejection.

"Sect Master, I still have some important things to do, I'm afraid I don't have time to delay."

He came back this time just to rescue Lingxi and didn't want to waste too much time.

Moreover, his current enemies are too powerful.

If they notice the Shengyuan Continent, it will be a disaster for Qian Yushan and others.

After hearing what Ye Xinghe said, Qian Yushan and others stopped talking.

At this moment, they are no longer in the same world.

Too much intersection is not a good thing for both parties.

That afternoon, Ye Xinghe took his sister and returned to Tianyuan Continent through the teleportation array.

As soon as he walked out of the teleportation array, Ye Lingxi said, "Brother, there are some things that I couldn't say much about in the Shengyin Sect before."

Ye Xinghe chuckled: "What's wrong?"

"The memory I obtained contains a lot of things. Maybe it will be helpful to you..."

Ye Xinghe didn't pay attention at first, but as Ye Lingxi spoke one sentence after another, he couldn't help but become serious.

He didn't expect that the Demon Lord would leave so many backup plans.

"No wonder Fujiang is still loyal to the Demon Lord. Your father is truly a hero."

Listening to Ye Xinghe's praise, Ye Lingxi's eyebrows lowered slightly.

"But he is still dead now..."

Ye Xinghe patted her shoulder comfortingly: "Don't worry, I will help you get revenge!"

"elder brother!"

Ye Lingxi suddenly bit her lips: "Although he is my father, I don't have much memory of him."

"Compared to avenging him, I hope you can be safe!"

Ye Xinghe was slightly startled when he heard this.

This is normal, after all, inheritance and bloodline are one thing, and feelings are another.

He smiled and rubbed Ye Lingxi's hair.

"Not only for your father, but also for my human race!"

The two of them talked and hurried on, and soon returned to the Seventh Soul Palace.

As soon as he landed, Ye Xinghe frowned.

In the main hall where Fu Jiang was, the anger was so real that the whole hall was shaking.

Lin Feng and others stood outside the hall with anxious faces, but they did not dare to enter.

Seeing Ye Xinghe's arrival, Lin Feng hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Xinghe, please go in and persuade him. The master of the palace has never been like this before."

Ye Xinghe was also a little surprised. In his impression, Fujiang was always as calm as water and everything was under control.

Why did Fujiang behave like this after he had only been gone for a few days.

"Don't worry, I'll go in and take a look."

Ye Xinghe took Ye Lingxi's hand and gently pushed open the palace door.

As soon as he stepped in, a strong pressure came over him.

Ye Xinghe was shocked and quickly mobilized his spiritual power to resist.

Fortunately, Fu Jiang only released the pressure unconsciously, so Ye Xinghe was not seriously injured.

"Palace Master!"

Seeing that the person coming was Ye Xinghe, he tried his best to put away the anger in his heart.

"You're back?"

"I've met the Palace Master!" Ye Xinghe bent down slightly.

Looking at the messy hall, Ye Xinghe asked: "What happened?"

Fujiang snorted coldly, his expression gloomy.

"After all these years, I thought that the surviving members of the royal family could still have some respect for the Demon Lord, but I didn't expect it!"

Ye Xinghe frowned slightly, he guessed what happened.

Before leaving, Fujiang said that he would invite people from the demon clan to hide in the world.

Now it seems that the plan is not going well.

"Palace Master, are they unwilling?"

Fujiang slapped the armrest, and the entire throne suddenly exploded.

"These bastards! Not only are they unwilling, they even no longer recognize the Demon Lord's orthodoxy!"

Ye Xinghe couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

The orthodox identity of the Demon Lord is one of the reasons for their confrontation with the Twelve Heralds.

Without this, many neutral and powerful demon clans would not be their help.

Naturally, the gap in strength between the two sides cannot be made up.

“I wonder what the palace master’s plans are?”

Fujiang snorted softly, with murderous intent on his face.

"If it had been that time, this palace would have destroyed them long ago! But now..."

Ye Xinghe understood his concerns,

Twelve pioneers have powerful enemies ahead of them, but Fujiang is unwilling to make more enemies.

With his strength, it is not difficult to eliminate a few people.

But if this arouses the resentment of the neutral faction and pushes those people to the side of the Twelve Pioneers, it will be too late.

Seeing Fu Jiang's troubled expression, Ye Xinghe suddenly smiled.

"Perhaps, I can share the worries of the palace master."

"oh?"

Fu Jiang's eyes flashed: "Do you have any way to persuade them?"

Ye Xinghe raised the corner of his mouth slightly and took Ye Lingxi's hand to pull her in front of him.

Fujiang felt slightly, but didn't care much, and asked: "Is this the member of the royal family you saved?"

He knew the reason why Ye Xinghe left this time.

Ye Xinghe nodded and said, "This is my sister Lingxi, and she is the one who can help us break the situation!"

Fu Jiang frowned and looked at Ye Lingxi. He had not noticed some details before because he was too angry.

Now when I look at this woman carefully, I feel a familiar feeling.

Ye Xinghe looked at Ye Lingxi, the tacit understanding between brother and sister did not need to be expressed in words.

Ye Lingxi cut his fingertip, and a drop of blood floated out.

Looking at the blood drops that were jumping like life in front of him, Fujiang's expression changed drastically.

A breath that seemed to come from ancient times emerged from that drop of blood.

Ye Lingxi's hair moved automatically without wind, lingering with an inexplicable majesty.

Even a strong man like Fu Jiang could hardly resist the urge to kneel down when he saw it!

This is not simply the blood of the royal family!

"You...you are..."

"Demon General Fujiang, can't you sense the power of my father's bloodline?"

Uh-huh!

After hearing this, Fu Jiang came to Ye Lingxi instantly.

After carefully sensing it again, this peerless strong man seemed to have tears in his eyes!

The hall shook more and more violently, and the entire space seemed to be shaking!

"You are...the king's little princess!"

At this moment, Fujiang just felt like he was in a dream.

He originally thought that all the blood of the king had disappeared, but he did not expect that after countless years, he would still see his blood relatives again.

"God bless my demon clan, the princess is still alive!"

As the most trusted general under the Demon Lord, Fu Jiang knew a little about the Demon Lord's arrangements back then.

At that time, the Demon Lord's youngest daughter was still in her infancy. Before the war, the Demon Lord used a peerless formation to seal her as a precaution.

It's a pity that after the death of the demon lord, the youngest princess of the demon clan also lost news.

Fujiang never expected that this little princess would appear in front of him today!

"In this case, who among those royal family members dares to say more!"