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“This is really too much!” Meng Wuya gritted his teeth, secretly hating in his heart, and slapped the armrest of the chair indignantly.

He thought that Yang Kai and Xia Ning Shang were so immersed in their love and tenderness that they forgot about time.

It had been over a month, and the two of them still hadn’t shown up, making the powerhouses of the human, demon, and monster races wait here boredly. Meng Wuya felt ashamed towards these guests.

He had guarded Xia Ning Shang for so many years and carefully taught her. He was the only relative of Xia Ning Shang .

But now, as soon as Yang Kai came back, he took away his precious apprentice from beside him!

Meng Wuya knew that this time it was a real robbery. In the future, in Xia Ning Shang ‘s heart, he, this master, was afraid that he would have to take a back seat, which made him feel a little sour.

There was also a hint of sweetness in the sourness. The apprentice had waited alone and bitterly for thirty years, and finally it was not in vain. That bastard Yang Kai had finally come back.

The feeling was really quite wonderful. Meng Wuya shook his head and swayed, with all kinds of emotions in his heart, which were hard to describe clearly.

Below, several great experts of the Monster Race and the Demon Generals of the Demon Race looked at each other from a distance. The powerhouses of the two races sat on both sides, and their gazes collided with each other. The atmosphere was very delicate, and there seemed to be a hint of gunpowder smoke.

Although thirty years ago, the three races joined hands once, but over the years, in order to contend for those cultivation resources, there have also been many frictions among the three races. Among them the frictions between the Monster Race and the Demon Race are the most serious.

Fortunately, the Monster Race Great Venerables and the Demon Race’s Demon Generals all know how to restrain themselves and have not taken action personally. Otherwise, the conflict will definitely escalate.

It’s all the little guys below who are having small fights, and it’s not a big deal.

However, it’s okay if they don’t see each other on weekdays. Now that they have all come to the Nine Heavens Holy Land and have been waiting idly for more than a month, their moods are irritable. Meng Wuya feels that he can faintly not suppress the targeting of each other by the powerhouses of these two races.

If it weren’t for the fact that there are still himself, Ling Taixu, and Chu Lingxiao, the three top-notch Human Race Saint Realm powerhouses sitting here, these wild guys of theirs might fight.

Headache! That bastard kid has fallen into the gentle hometown and doesn’t care about the suffering of the old guys at all.

At this moment, Meng Wuya scolded Yang Kai to pieces in his heart.

What you are afraid of will come. I don’t know which Monster Race Great Venerable or which Demon Race’s Demon General got the wrong nerve. There was actually a commotion below. At first, only two people were in opposition. but the situation intensified. The various Great Venerables and Demon Generals all come out to help their own people.

The situation is a bit chaotic.

Finally, even Thunder Dragon Great Venerable and Demon Venerable Changyuan waded into the muddy water.

“Lei Long. This self has gained some insights during the recent seclusion, but has been unable to find a suitable opportunity to verify the results. How about borrowing this precious place today and having a match with you? Chang Yuan smiled and looked at Lei Long Dazun, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes.

“Alright. Coincidentally, this has also had some gains over the years and was worried about not finding an opponent. I have long heard that Brother Chang Yuan’s Tianxuan Sealing Art is extremely mysterious, and even Mr. Meng suffered a loss back then. This I would like to learn it. “Lei Long smiled slightly, not afraid at all.

“Why mention this old man!” Meng Wuya immediately became unhappy.

Being hit by the Tianxuan Sealing Art of Chang Yuan and having most of his cultivation sealed he had to flee to Zhongdu to avoid disaster. This matter is a great shame in his life.

Although Chang Yuan used the formation to assist and was able to defeat him at that time. But Meng Wuya is most reluctant to hear people mention this matter.

Below, Lei Long Dazun and Chang Yuan have already engaged in a battle. The two did not make any major movements but only released their spiritual consciousness and collided silently.

However, the danger of this kind of fighting is far greater than that of a conventional battle. With a single carelessness, the result will be a lose-lose situation, or even the soul will be scattered.

Everyone in the main hall had a solemn expression. The previous noisy gradually subsided and no one dared to make a sound to disturb. They all nervously stared at the strong in their own clan, for fear that something unexpected would happen.

The spiritual awareness power of the Third Layer of Saint Realm swept through the entire great hall, and any powerhouse who felt that collision had a look of horror in their eyes.

The battle quickly entered a intense stage. Both Lei Long and Chang Yuan did their best but the result was still neck and neck, with little difference between them.

But the complexions of the two powerhouses gradually turned pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads. Their spiritual thoughts were intertwined and collided, extremely dangerous.

Meng Wuya and the others had solemn expressions and ugly complexions.

They couldn’t intervene even if they wanted to now, and could only quietly wait for the result of the battle between Lei Long and Chang Yuan. But judging from the current situation, the best result would be a lose-lose situation.

Once such a thing happened, I’m afraid the conflict would escalate, and this was not what the powerhouses on the human race side hoped to see.

“Where did Yang Kai go?” Ling Taixu asked anxiously.

Meng Wuya shook his head, Youdaoplaceholder0 that he didn’t know at all. He had gone to the secret room where Xia Ning Shang was in seclusion a few days ago but I didn’t find the trail of Yang Kai and his apprentice. No one knew where these two had gone.

“The situation is not good.” Chu Lingxiao, the Sect Master of Tianxiao Sect, frowned tightly. The development of things like this was a bit beyond his expectations.

Just then, a hearty laughter suddenly came from outside the door.

“It’s very lively. Why did you start fighting first?”

As the voice fell, everyone only saw a figure flash outside the door, and Yang Kai and Xia Ning Shang with a black veil covering her face appeared in the field of vision hand in hand.

Everyone was attracted by this voice and looked up, couldn’t help but feel a shock in their spirit.

Many people heard that Yang Kai had returned and didn’t really believe it. It was not until they saw his figure at this moment that they were certain.

Meng Wuya, however, looked at Xia Ning Shang suspiciously. He suddenly had a very strange feeling. That was, after not seeing her for more than a month, his apprentice seemed to have changed somewhat, becoming someone he felt was somewhat unattainable…

Little nephew! A came out, and a beautiful figure rushed out from the main hall, directly rushed in front of Yang Kai Youdaoplaceholder0 at him up and down with a smile, and made a sound in her mouth. After a long while, she gently nodded and said, “Well, after not seeing you for decades, you are becoming more and more charming as a man. Even your uncle is a little excited.

Yang Kai’s face turned black, and he subconsciously looked at Xia Ning Shang and said awkwardly, “Uncle, can you be more dignified?”

Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Fei Yu immediately gave Yang Kai a white look, which was extremely charming.

She came with Chu Lingxiao. When she heard the news from the Jiutian Holy Land that Yang Kai had returned, Chu Lingxiao immediately brought the four great elders of the sect and rushed over.

Now that they just met, Senior Sister Fei Yu is not serious at all.

Yang Kai felt a warmth in his heart. When he lived with Martial Uncle Fei Yu on Qixiu Peak of Tianxiao Sect in the past, Martial Uncle was just like this. She often lay on the ground after getting drunk, with her clothes in a mess and her spring scenery exposed, and she didn’t have the slightest intention to avoid Yang Kai.

After decades, feeling Martial Uncle’s unique enthusiasm again, Yang Kai suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

“I’m in the prime of my life and won’t get old!” Fei Yu snorted, and then said with a smile, “Cang Yan, Li Wan, and Fei Jian have all come, and so has the Ancestor!”

As she spoke, she looked into the main hall.

Yang Kai nodded slightly and stepped forward. First, he said a few words to several Martial Uncles like Cang Yan, and then came to Chu Lingxiao with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice, “Disciple Yang Kai greets the Ancestor. I’ve kept the Ancestor waiting for a long time.”

“Good, good, good. There’s no need to be so polite.” Chu Lingxiao nodded happily, released his spiritual sense, and swept it over Yang Kai. He found that as Ling Taixu and the others said, Yang Kai’s current realm and cultivation were already unfathomable and not something he could pry into.

Noticing this, Chu Lingxiao showed an even kinder smile: “You’re very good, very good. You’ve really made a name for yourself. I’m proud of you. In the future, the important task of revitalizing the sect will probably be handed over to you!”

“The Ancestor has praised me too highly. The disciple still has many shortcomings and needs the Ancestor and the Martial Grandfather to give me more guidance.”

“Good boy.” Chu Lingxiao laughed joyfully, exchanged a glance with Ling Taixu, and felt extremely gratified.

“Grandpa, wait a moment. These two friends have rather big tempers. Disciple will first cool them down.” Yang Kai grinned and turned to look at Lei Long Great Venerable and Demon Venerable Chang Yuan who were currently fighting with their spiritual awareness.

“Be careful and don’t hurt them.” Ling Taixu quickly admonished.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa. They won’t be hurt.” Yang Kai had a proud look on his face, and his spiritual awareness suddenly burst out and poured into the void.

The spiritual awareness competition of two Saint Stage Layer 3 experts, the others in the great hall really didn’t dare to rashly interfere. But for Yang Kai, the spiritual awareness battle that seemed extremely thrilling to outsiders was as ridiculous as children playing house.

There seemed to be a hissing sound in the void. Both Lei Long and Chang Yuan trembled in their figures and felt that their spiritual awareness entangled with each other was forcefully separated by an invisible big hand.

This kind of strength made them experience a sense of powerlessness and they simply couldn’t resist!

Boom…

A circle of halo shot out in all directions. Lei Tong and Chang Yuan each took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and looked at Yang Kai in shock, with horror filling their eyes.

He actually easily separated himself from his opponent.

“Two, it’s my fault for keeping you waiting for so long. Well, I really encountered some accidents, so I was delayed for such a long time. But you don’t have to be so tense as soon as you meet.” Yang Kai looked at the two with a smile.

Lei Long took a deep breath. It seemed that he hadn’t calmed down the ups and downs of his mood yet. After pondering for a while, he clasped his fists and said, “I’m sorry for my rudeness.”

Chang Yuan was not a narrow-minded person either. Seeing that Lei Long had said so, he immediately smiled and said, “Thank you, Lord Yang. If there is any offense, please forgive me.”

“That’s right. We all live under the same blue sky. Why fight and kill each other as soon as we meet?” Yang Kai nodded slightly, very satisfied with the attitudes of the two. Seeing that many people were still standing there, looking at him with strange eyes, he stretched out his hand and pressed down in the air and said, “Sit down, don’t be polite. I called you here today because I have something to discuss with you.”

“Hehe, knowing that Lord Yang has returned, this deity rushed to the Holy Land from the Demon Capital day and night. I just don’t know what important matter Lord Yang has summoned us for? There are strong people from the three races of humans, demons, and monsters gathered here. Presumably, what Lord Yang wants to say must be very important, right?” Chang Yuan seemed to ask casually, but there was a deep fear in his eyes.

Just now, Yang Kai separated him and Lei Long. Although he didn’t feel much, Chang Yuan knew that the current Yang Kai was simply not something he could compare with.


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