Chapter 863

Time passed in a flash, and half a month later, it was the day agreed upon with the Great Demon Venerable of the Monster Race.

The Ancient Demon Clan was fully prepared, and everything was in order. They were just waiting for Yang Kai’s order to enter the Nine Peaks.

Because of Yang Kai’s relationship, the Ancient Demon Clan people had already regarded the Nine Peaks as their new home. Naturally, they were full of anticipation at this moment, imagining what kind of a paradise it was there.

Groups of them gathered together, pointing and whispering towards the direction of the Nine Peaks.

Yang Kai’s spiritual thoughts spread out, probing the situation over at the Nine Peaks. Since last night, many demon and powerfulDemon Racehave left the Nine Peaks one after another. Until now there is not much life aura left inside.

Those who remained were all the alchemists and weapon refiners originally belonging to the Nine Heavens Holy Land.

When Yang Kai made an agreement with the Great Venerable a few years ago, he left these alchemists and weapon refiners behind to refine pills and weapons for them. Today, when theDemon Raceleft, the Great Venerable also kept his promise and did not take these people away.

Yang Kai nodded secretly, feeling that the Great Venerable was still quite good.

A multicolored light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The Colorful Butterfly flapped its wings and hovered in mid-air. After sweeping its beautiful eyes around, it fixed its gaze on Yang Kai and said coldly, “My clan has all withdrawn. You can go back. The Great Venerable asked me to convey a message to you. Thank you for allowing my clan to develop well in the past few years. Also, you are welcome to visit the Beast Sea Forest at any time！”

“Miss Colorful Butterfly has worked hard. Please convey my greetings to the Great Venerable. I will definitely go there when I have time.” Yang Kai smiled and nodded.

“The message has been delivered. Farewell！” The Colorful Butterfly snorted, turned around, and flew away.

This little girl… has a very bad temper.

“She has great strength, one small level higher than you and me, and she is very beautiful！” Blood Halberd chuckled lecherously, looking in the direction where the Colorful Butterfly had left.

“You two, don’t talk nonsense. Remember that sometimes trouble comes from the mouth!” Li Rong scolded. “Our clan has just re-emerged in the world. Try not to cause trouble as much as possible.”

Silver Fang and Blood Halberd nodded quickly, indicating that they understood.

“Let’s go！” Yang Kai waved his hand and led the way ahead.

Between the nine peaks, it was lush and green, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. The formation of the nine peaks was still operating, making the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here extremely rich.

After the Ancient Demon Clan entered here, they immediately fell in love with this place. Many demons looked around, extremely excited.

The conditions and environment here were much better than those in the Demon Castle. Living here, even the body and mind were extremely comfortable.

Many clansmen couldn’t help but have a feeling of unreality. Even though they had left that small Mysterious Realm for two or three months, sometimes they still thought they were still living in that world without the sun, moon, and stars.

It was only when they saw the wonderful outside world that they suddenly woke up.

In the middle of a mountain peak, in front of the great hall where the Great Venerable was before, about a hundred people were waiting solemnly.

These hundred people were all alchemists and weapon refiners, of different ages, male and female, and their cultivation bases were not too high. The most powerful one was only at the Supernatural Realm Layer 2.

When Yang Kai led thousands of Ancient Demon Clan people here, these hundred people quickly lowered their heads and saluted： “Greetings to the Holy Lord. The Holy Lord has finally returned.”

“Everyone has worked hard.” Yang Kai nodded slightly. “It’s been almost three years since I asked you to serve the Monster Race. It was really a last resort. Please forgive me.”

“Not hard at all！” An old man with the highest strength at the head stepped forward. “The Monster Race didn’t mistreat us. Instead, they were quite polite. Thank you for your concern, Holy Lord.”

Yang Kai nodded slightly and said loudly, “Now that I’m back, the Holy Land will return to what it was before, and in the future, no one will dare to trample on the dignity of our Holy Land at will. Those who dare to come and invade will surely be killed！”

A group of alchemists and alchemist were quite excited and shouted loudly.

The old man looked at the Ancient Demon Race people, frowning slightly. Although he didn’t understand why Yang Kai brought a group of Demon Race people, he didn’t ask too many questions. He just asked doubtfully, “Where are Grand Elder Xu Hui and the others？ Why didn’t I see them come back？”

“They have always been in the Holy Land.” Yang Kai smiled. “You all wait here first. I will go and release the grand elders and the others.”

Turning around, he told Li Rong again, “You all wait here too.”

Li Rong and the others nodded slightly.

Yang Kai’s figure flickered a few times and then came to the front of the Holy Mausoleum.

He imprinted the Holy Lord’s Spirit Ring on his finger in a certain position on the bluestone and poured in true essence. Immediately, an entrance to a void corridor appeared on the huge bluestone.

Inside the Holy Mausoleum, several thousand disciples of the Nine Heavens Holy Land were waiting here silently.

In the pitch-black space, with the same waiting day after day for several years, everyone had gradually gotten used to it.

Although there were occasional moments of impatience, they were all appeased by several elders and the Holy Maiden Highness.

The several elders and the Holy Maiden Highness told them that one day the Holy Lord would return here and take them out again. For that moment, everyone had to do their best to improve their strength, so as to avoid the recurrence of the incident of abandoning the foundation of the Holy Land and living a disgraceful life.

Xu Hui and others regarded the evacuation several years ago as the biggest stain in their lives.

In these years, they spared no effort in their cultivation.

The Holy Mausoleum was originally the place where every generation of Holy Lords and Holy Maidens secluded themselves for cultivation. Although the environment was extremely bad and harsh, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here was quite rich.

It was inexhaustible and could be used continuously.

With such a great opportunity, any martial artist who wanted to improve their strength was unwilling to miss it.

After nearly three years, almost everyone had made considerable progress. Except that they couldn’t go out, everything was developing in a good direction.

The several thousand people were sitting cross-legged in meditation silently. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth turned into several thousand strands and continuously poured into the bodies of the Holy Land disciples. The scene was spectacular.

Although there were a large number of people, it was as quiet as a graveyard. Even if someone stood up and moved, they did so gently, for fear of disturbing others.

In a corner, An Ling’er, who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, suddenly noticed an unusual aura appearing in the Holy Mausoleum. She furrowed her brows in suspicion, and the next moment she opened her eyes in, stood up abruptly, and turned her head to look around.

Because she had once imparted the Nine Heavens Divine Technique to Yang Kai, An Ling’er knew his aura better than anyone else.

Just now, in that instant, she clearly perceived that Yang Kai had appeared nearby.

“Ling’er, what’s the matter？” Yu Ying also opened her eyes and asked softly.

“He’s come in！” An Ling’er’s beautiful eyes looked around, and she replied in a trembling voice.

“Who？” Yu Ying asked, and then suddenly realized, covering her small mouth and exclaiming in surprise： “You mean…”

An Ling’er nodded heavily.

The conversation between the two startled the other elders, and Xu Hui and the others also hurriedly opened their eyes and looked around.

After a moment, everyone’s gaze was fixed in one direction.

In that direction, a figure was approaching this way. The light was dim, and although the appearance of that person couldn’t be seen clearly, every elder felt an exciting and expectant life trace from him.

“Holy Lord？” Xu Hui climbed up tremblingly and called out in that direction.

“Is it really the Holy Lord who has come？” Cheng Yuetong blinked her beautiful eyes and stared fixedly in that direction.

Moments later, that person arrived in front of everyone and looked at them with a smile. It was exactly the face they had eagerly desired for several years.

“It’s really the Holy Lord！” Xu Hui excitedly shouted in a low voice and quickly saluted with the other elders： “Your subordinates have met the Holy Lord！”

“Don’t be so polite.” Yang Kai chuckled.

“You finally came!” An Ling’er looked at Yang Kai, “We’ve been waiting here for several years…”

As she spoke, her eye sockets also turned red. During the days of waiting, many people inevitably thought that they would be imprisoned here for a lifetime. If it weren’t for the timely appeasement of Xu Hui and the others, I’m afraid there would have been a big commotion.

“I’m late and have kept everyone waiting for a long time. I’m really sorry！” Yang Kai’s expression was serious and he apologized sincerely.

“The Holy Lord is too serious…” Xu Hui was a little tearful and didn’t know what to say.

The disciples who were meditating and cultivating were also awakened by the movement here. After realizing that it was Yang Kai who had arrived, they couldn’t help but burst into cheers, wave after wave, making the entire Holy Mausoleum a little turmoil.

Xu Hui quickly told them to keep quiet.

However, everyone still looked at this side eagerly, wanting to know if Yang Kai would take them out this time.

The several elders were also full of anticipation.

Yu Ying asked： “Holy Lord, since you’ve come in, does it mean that the matters outside have all been taken care of？”

“Well, everything has been properly arranged. TheDemon Race people have also withdrawn. It’s time for you to go home.”

Hearing what he said, the crowd suddenly became excited and couldn’t wait to leave this place and return to the Nine Peaks.

“I’ll open the exit. Elders, please make arrangements.” Yang Kai said with a smile.

“Okay.” Xu Hui nodded quickly and went to make arrangements with others.

While they were making arrangements, Yang Kai opened the exit and left first with An Ling’er.

Outside the Holy Mausoleum, one disciple after another walked out of the Holy Mausoleum in an orderly manner. Seeing the light of day again, they were in high spirits. Many people looked up to the sky and venting the joy in their hearts.

Standing outside the Holy Mausoleum, Yang Kai looked at these disciples emerging while thinking about how to tell Xu Hui and the others about the ancient demons later.

Although he was now in charge of the Nine Heavens Holy Land, if he arranged a group of demonic people here like this he didn’t know if Xu Hui and the others would object.

If they objected, how should he deal with it…

“Your strength seems to have become stronger again.” An Ling’er suddenly said, “What’s your current cultivation level？”

“Transcendent Third-Order Realm.” Yang Kai replied casually.

An Ling’er couldn’t help but cover her small mouth and looked at him with her beautiful eyes trembling slightly.

She still remembered that when she first met Yang Kai, he was only at the First-Order Transcendent Realm, adrift in the sea. Now, in just four or five years, he had already reached the Third-Order Transcendent Realm, crossing two small levels and was advancing towards the Saint Realm.

In an instant, An Ling’er suddenly somewhat believed Yang Kai’s previous wild words.

He had said a long time ago that even if he didn’t enter the Nine Heavens Holy Land, given him thirty years, he would surely be able to sit on an equal footing with the Saint Lord of the Nine Heavens Holy Land.

At that time, An Ling’er didn’t believe it and thought his tone was bigger than the sky, but now, An Ling’er had to believe it.

According to this momentum of development, he could indeed do it.

Perhaps, it wouldn’t even take as long as thirty years…

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