Lord Emperor slowly turned around, glanced at them coldly with his deep eyes, and slightly uttered two words on his thin lips: "Noisy."
In an instant, all the young geniuses froze, unable to utter a single word.
Emperor Mingming was still some distance away from them, but a strong cold air enveloped them, frightening them both physically and mentally.
While they were afraid, they were also impressed by how powerful Emperor Zun was!
He is worthy of being the strong person they are pursuing on their path of cultivation!
Suddenly, Lord Emperor seemed to sense something, turned back, and raised his white and well-jointed hand.
A slender and soft hand rested on his palm, and then he slowly squeezed her hand.
Everyone looked up and saw a girl in red raising her hand and clasping it with Lord Emperor. Her figure was red and ink, which made her look particularly well-matched.
The girl is bright and smiling, and the man looks gentle and doting.
There was an indescribable emotion in his eyes, his eyes were locked on her body, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Zheng'er, I'm here to pick you up."
There was a 'click', and it seemed that there were many voices of broken hearts in the crowd.
"Okay." Yunzheng raised her eyebrows.
Emperor Zun was satisfied and wanted to take his son back to Wanshuo Palace——
Behind Yunzheng, the young man in black attire poked his head out and asked with a smile: "Emperor, please pick us up by the way. We were expelled from the sect and now we have no home."
Everyone's eyes were wide open: "!!!"
They can still understand that Emperor Zun is intimate with Yunzheng, the young master of the Di family. After all, the two of them are partners, but... Where does this kid come from, how dare he talk to Emperor Zun like this?
"Homeless?" Lord Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yes." Mo Jing sighed deeply.
Not far away, the elders of Shengtian Island were stunned. What on earth was going on?!
How could they be expelled from the sect? Could it be that they did something wrong?
Now, the elders of Shengtian Island don't know what Emperor Zun is thinking, so they don't dare to speak rashly for fear of offending Emperor Zun!
At this time, Emperor Zun glanced at the friends behind Yunzheng and said, "Then let's go back to Wanshuo Palace together."
At the end, he added lightly: "I'll give you more practice when I go back."
Feng Xinglan and others: "..."
Everyone: "?" Do they know Emperor Zun?
Shengtiandao and others were stunned. Judging from the tone of Emperor Zun talking to them, it seemed... he seemed very familiar.
Yunzheng turned around and looked at the disciples of the Di family and said, "You also follow me to Wanshuo Hall."
The disciples of the Di family looked stunned by surprise. They...can they also go to Wanshuo Hall?
That is Wanshuo Palace!
Finally, under the envious and jealous looks of all the young prodigies, Emperor Zun led Yunzheng onto the spirit boat, followed closely by the people from Fengyun Team, and finally the disciples of the Emperor's family.
After receiving the person, Emperor Zun left Protector Lei Ao and a team of Jing Guards behind, asking them to assist the major forces in closing the barriers of the Demon Slaying Battlefield.
All the young geniuses reluctantly watched the spirit boat fly away.
a long time.
In the demon clan's rear camp in the demon-slaying battlefield, Demon King Mo Heng was sitting at the top, holding a pen in his hand to draw another picture.
The person in the painting is a young man in white with an ordinary appearance. He has a smile on his face, but there is a hint of light in his eyes, which makes people want to capture it.
He murmured: "I promise you, I will not force you to leave the Demon Slaying Battlefield..."
Suddenly, a demon came from outside and reported:
"Your Majesty, the ancient artifact guarding the Demon Tomb is missing!"
Mo Heng had just finished writing the last stroke. His eyes were sinister and sharp. He put the pen aside and took the demons to investigate.
At the last moment when the Demon-Slaying Battlefield was closed, a stream of light flashed past and exited the Demon-Slaying Battlefield.
…
On the luxurious spiritual boat in Wanshuo Palace, the disciples of the Imperial family were trembling with fear and felt quite uncomfortable.
Yunzheng noticed their discomfort and asked them to rest in the cabin on the spirit boat.
The disciples of the Imperial Family immediately felt as if they were receiving a general amnesty.
Elder Di San also went to the boat room to rest. He thought to himself that his legs were almost weak when facing Lord Di Zun. Fortunately, he could go back to his room to rest.
On the huge deck, only Fengyun Team, Lord Emperor, Qingfeng, and some Wanshuo Palace Jingwei stationed around the spirit boat were left.
The Jingwei saw Qingfeng Protector, whom they had not seen for a long time, standing silently behind the future empress like an invisible man, and they felt a little subtle in their hearts.
Because they feel... Protector Qingfeng seems to be a few years younger...
Yunzheng smiled and said, "Let's all sit down, it's not like we're unfamiliar with each other."
Sit? When the Jingwei heard this, they suddenly understood. When they were about to move the seats into the storage warehouse inside the spirit boat, they saw an astonishing scene.
I saw the companions of the future emperor and empress taking out the long benches and sitting down skillfully.
Not only were they sitting on the long bench, but also Protector Qingfeng, the future empress, and even...their noble and elegant Emperor.
Jingwei: "..." Did they take a wrong look?
Although Feng Xinglan and others are not very familiar with Emperor Zun, they have gained a lot of teachings from him.
Considered half a master.
Lord Emperor looked at the seven Feng Xinglan and asked, "Since you are all here, I would like to ask you, do you want to go to the Holy Ruins?"
"In other words, I want to go to a more powerful place."
Feng Xinglan and the other seven had also heard Yunzheng mention the Holy Ruins. When they heard his question, they looked at each other and then nodded solemnly.
Yan Chen smiled warmly, "Our Cloud Team hasn't stopped yet, how can we retreat midway?"
"That's right." Mu Yin agreed with his face.
Yu Qiu raised his eyebrows and said with a smile in a nonchalant tone: "I haven't climbed to the highest place with my friends yet, how can I go home early to make money?"
"Speaking of which, I remember, Qiu Saobao, you still owe me three spiritual jades that you haven't paid back!" Mo Jing stared at him with narrowed eyes.
Yu Qiu choked.
Everyone: "..."
Zhongli Wuyuan coughed twice, reminding them to pay attention to the occasion. They were talking about important things now.
Everyone came back to their senses instantly and looked at the man in the ink robe.
When Emperor Zun saw them, he recalled the scene when he was ruthlessly squeezed away by them, and thought to himself whether he should intensify their training in the past few days.
"Don't be distracted." Yunzheng saw that he was distracted and pushed him gently.
Emperor Zun reacted and glanced at Yunzheng. Seeing the teasing smile in her eyes, the tips of his ears turned red unconsciously. He immediately regained his composure and looked at them.
"I will open the gate of the Holy Ruins in one month, and the eight of you will go there together."