At this moment, Zhu Yaoyao, who was quietly waiting in the Immortal Alliance area, suddenly changed his expression drastically. He abruptly took out a jade pendant from his bosom, only to find a crack appearing on it!
No!!
Zhu Yaoyao’s eyes were bloodshot, and he stared blankly at the jade pendant, momentarily stunned.
Wan Yin is dead?
This is impossible?!
Who did it?
Zhu Yaoyao took a deep breath, and then a third eye suddenly split open on his forehead, instantly looking towards the direction of the chaotic land.
The image of a bucket had just appeared in his mind when a cold hum entered his mind.
“Zhu Yaoyao, for the sake of Gu Daozhen, I will not pursue what you just did. If you dare to step into the chaotic land again, don’t even think about going back!”
The origin of this voice was unknown, but Zhu Yaoyao’s expression changed upon hearing it, and his foot, which was about to step out, stopped in mid-air.
The expression on his face suddenly turned calm, then he glanced remotely in the direction of the chaotic land, and then with a wave of his sleeve, he turned and flew towards the direction of the Little Yuan Palace.
The death of Zhu Wanyin seemed to only cause him a moment of grief, but those familiar with Zhu Yaoyao knew that he was truly enraged at this moment, after all, that was his only offspring in over a thousand years.
On the other side, after a successful strike, Ding Yi quickly descended, not daring to fly in the air for even a moment.
As soon as he landed, he plunged into the dense forest, then tore off the human skin mask from his face, and even changed his black robe into black martial attire, heading back towards Chaos City.
At this time, excessive concealment was not a good thing. Instead, returning openly would make him even more inscrutable.
Moreover, almost everyone in Chaos City had run out. If the alchemist Ding of the Blood Tower saw that the situation was not right and deserted, that would naturally be reasonable.
Soon, Ding Yi returned to the plain outside Chaos City.
On the way, Ding Yi encountered scattered cultivators heading towards Chaos City in twos and threes.
Some, like Ding Yi, felt that they could go back and take a look after escaping. Others had heard the commotion and came to see if there was an opportunity to pick up something.
As for those from the Demon Palace, Ding Yi didn't see a single one. He didn't know if they were still in the city, and hadn't escaped with the scattered cultivators.
Thus, Ding Yi circled around and returned to the outside of Chaos City as Ding Hai once again.
The usually bustling city was now eerily silent, with only the occasional strange bird flying across the sky, indicating that there was still life here.
“One person can cause a disaster.”
Ding Yi looked at this scene and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
However, he quickly collected his emotions and followed the others back into the city.
A day later, the news of the Immortal Alliance entering Chaos City and slaughtering demonic cultivators had spread throughout Chaos City.
At this moment, most people had returned to the city, and they were clamoring for the Immortal Alliance to pay the price.
But no matter how these scattered cultivators shouted, the Demon Palaces in Chaos City didn't seem to react at all. They didn't even show their faces.
And Ding Yi, the mastermind behind all of this, had returned to his cave and was sitting in the main hall, calculating his gains this time.
As for that Piggy, he didn't run away. Instead, he cleaned the entire cave when Ding Yi was away, and even dug up an area to plant some small flowers.
Ding Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this pig demon who knew how to live with sentiment. He could only let Piggy return to his small cave again and warned him that it was too chaotic outside recently and that he should not go out easily.
At this time, Ding Yi was sitting in the main hall, then opened his mouth and spat out, and the spiritual fire wrapped the two things in front of him and flew into the air.
These two things were naturally the middle-grade immortal artifacts that Ding Yi had snatched from Zhu Wanyin.
Then, Ding Yi pulled the nuclear sword from his chest, threw it directly into the void, and then the group of spiritual fire suddenly rose sharply, wrapping the nuclear sword in it.
Ding Yi squinted at the three items in front of him, with a look of expectation on his face.
Although these two middle-grade immortal artifacts were broken, they were, after all, middle-grade. He wondered what changes they would bring to the nuclear sword after being integrated into it?
Hehehe.
Ding Yi showed a strange smile on his face as he thought about it.
The next day, a visitor came to Ding Yi's cave again.
It was still a new face, which made Ding Yi, who opened the door, frown.
Seeing this, the man smiled slightly and cupped his hands at Ding Yi and said:
“This must be Alchemist Ding, right? I am Yan Buyu, the new steward of the Blood Tower. Please take care of me in the future.”
Yan Buyu had a smile in his eyes and looked easy to talk to, but Ding Yi knew that those who could become stewards of the Blood Tower were not simple characters.
“What about the previous steward?”
Ding Yi asked directly.
“Ah, Fellow Daoist Chen unfortunately fell yesterday, but Alchemist Ding, don’t worry, what Steward Chen directly promised you, I, Yan Buyu, will also promise.”
Yan Buyu continued.
Ding Yi looked at this person, was slightly stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded, and then suddenly asked:
“By the way, what exactly happened yesterday?”
Hearing this, Yan Buyu sighed slightly and said:
“Since Alchemist Ding asked, then I will tell you the truth. It was a cultivator from the Little Yuan Palace who seemed to be looking for someone here, and then, you know.”
Yan Buyu showed a strange expression.
Ding Yi nodded upon hearing this, and said in a low voice:
“No wonder, these cultivators from the Little Yuan Palace are crazy, daring to cause trouble here.”
“No, this place is too unsafe!”
As soon as Ding Yi said this, Yan Buyu waved his hands and said:
“Alchemist Ding, don’t panic, our Blood Tower’s Law Enforcement Team Elder Qiu is still very capable.”
Hearing this, Ding Yi deliberately showed a hesitant look on his face, and then said:
“Okay, but if there is any problem, I will still run.”
Yan Buyu naturally agreed with a smile, then cupped his fists at Ding Yi and left.
As the stone door slowly fell, Ding Yi's face suddenly sank.
That damn Law Enforcement Elder is not dead?!
Just what I wanted!!
Ding Yi turned around expressionlessly, and then his figure disappeared into the darkness.
At night, the entire back mountain was quiet.
A figure suddenly appeared here, it was the Law Enforcement Elder of the Blood Tower, Leng Mo.
At this moment, he looked in the direction of Ding Yi's cave, stuck out his tongue and licked the raised pustules on his cheeks, and made a low laugh.
He didn't come here before because he had an agreement with Chen Hua, but now that Chen Hua is dead, this damn agreement is naturally invalid!
Hehehe, the last time that alchemist escaped, he has been feeling uncomfortable all over these days.
Even if he tortured a few scattered cultivators to death and killed some mortals, it was still difficult for him to forget Ding Yi's figure.
That delicate skin and tender flesh, that indifferent look, ah ah ah ah! It's just too perfect!!
Leng Mo's eyes were narrowed into slits, and his whole body was trembling at the thought of being able to torture that Alchemist Ding later.
But the next moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded in his ear:
“What are you looking at?”
No!!
Zhu Yaoyao’s eyes were bloodshot, and he stared blankly at the jade pendant, momentarily stunned.
Wan Yin is dead?
This is impossible?!
Who did it?
Zhu Yaoyao took a deep breath, and then a third eye suddenly split open on his forehead, instantly looking towards the direction of the chaotic land.
The image of a bucket had just appeared in his mind when a cold hum entered his mind.
“Zhu Yaoyao, for the sake of Gu Daozhen, I will not pursue what you just did. If you dare to step into the chaotic land again, don’t even think about going back!”
The origin of this voice was unknown, but Zhu Yaoyao’s expression changed upon hearing it, and his foot, which was about to step out, stopped in mid-air.
The expression on his face suddenly turned calm, then he glanced remotely in the direction of the chaotic land, and then with a wave of his sleeve, he turned and flew towards the direction of the Little Yuan Palace.
The death of Zhu Wanyin seemed to only cause him a moment of grief, but those familiar with Zhu Yaoyao knew that he was truly enraged at this moment, after all, that was his only offspring in over a thousand years.
On the other side, after a successful strike, Ding Yi quickly descended, not daring to fly in the air for even a moment.
As soon as he landed, he plunged into the dense forest, then tore off the human skin mask from his face, and even changed his black robe into black martial attire, heading back towards Chaos City.
At this time, excessive concealment was not a good thing. Instead, returning openly would make him even more inscrutable.
Moreover, almost everyone in Chaos City had run out. If the alchemist Ding of the Blood Tower saw that the situation was not right and deserted, that would naturally be reasonable.
Soon, Ding Yi returned to the plain outside Chaos City.
On the way, Ding Yi encountered scattered cultivators heading towards Chaos City in twos and threes.
Some, like Ding Yi, felt that they could go back and take a look after escaping. Others had heard the commotion and came to see if there was an opportunity to pick up something.
As for those from the Demon Palace, Ding Yi didn't see a single one. He didn't know if they were still in the city, and hadn't escaped with the scattered cultivators.
Thus, Ding Yi circled around and returned to the outside of Chaos City as Ding Hai once again.
The usually bustling city was now eerily silent, with only the occasional strange bird flying across the sky, indicating that there was still life here.
“One person can cause a disaster.”
Ding Yi looked at this scene and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
However, he quickly collected his emotions and followed the others back into the city.
A day later, the news of the Immortal Alliance entering Chaos City and slaughtering demonic cultivators had spread throughout Chaos City.
At this moment, most people had returned to the city, and they were clamoring for the Immortal Alliance to pay the price.
But no matter how these scattered cultivators shouted, the Demon Palaces in Chaos City didn't seem to react at all. They didn't even show their faces.
And Ding Yi, the mastermind behind all of this, had returned to his cave and was sitting in the main hall, calculating his gains this time.
As for that Piggy, he didn't run away. Instead, he cleaned the entire cave when Ding Yi was away, and even dug up an area to plant some small flowers.
Ding Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this pig demon who knew how to live with sentiment. He could only let Piggy return to his small cave again and warned him that it was too chaotic outside recently and that he should not go out easily.
At this time, Ding Yi was sitting in the main hall, then opened his mouth and spat out, and the spiritual fire wrapped the two things in front of him and flew into the air.
These two things were naturally the middle-grade immortal artifacts that Ding Yi had snatched from Zhu Wanyin.
Then, Ding Yi pulled the nuclear sword from his chest, threw it directly into the void, and then the group of spiritual fire suddenly rose sharply, wrapping the nuclear sword in it.
Ding Yi squinted at the three items in front of him, with a look of expectation on his face.
Although these two middle-grade immortal artifacts were broken, they were, after all, middle-grade. He wondered what changes they would bring to the nuclear sword after being integrated into it?
Hehehe.
Ding Yi showed a strange smile on his face as he thought about it.
The next day, a visitor came to Ding Yi's cave again.
It was still a new face, which made Ding Yi, who opened the door, frown.
Seeing this, the man smiled slightly and cupped his hands at Ding Yi and said:
“This must be Alchemist Ding, right? I am Yan Buyu, the new steward of the Blood Tower. Please take care of me in the future.”
Yan Buyu had a smile in his eyes and looked easy to talk to, but Ding Yi knew that those who could become stewards of the Blood Tower were not simple characters.
“What about the previous steward?”
Ding Yi asked directly.
“Ah, Fellow Daoist Chen unfortunately fell yesterday, but Alchemist Ding, don’t worry, what Steward Chen directly promised you, I, Yan Buyu, will also promise.”
Yan Buyu continued.
Ding Yi looked at this person, was slightly stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded, and then suddenly asked:
“By the way, what exactly happened yesterday?”
Hearing this, Yan Buyu sighed slightly and said:
“Since Alchemist Ding asked, then I will tell you the truth. It was a cultivator from the Little Yuan Palace who seemed to be looking for someone here, and then, you know.”
Yan Buyu showed a strange expression.
Ding Yi nodded upon hearing this, and said in a low voice:
“No wonder, these cultivators from the Little Yuan Palace are crazy, daring to cause trouble here.”
“No, this place is too unsafe!”
As soon as Ding Yi said this, Yan Buyu waved his hands and said:
“Alchemist Ding, don’t panic, our Blood Tower’s Law Enforcement Team Elder Qiu is still very capable.”
Hearing this, Ding Yi deliberately showed a hesitant look on his face, and then said:
“Okay, but if there is any problem, I will still run.”
Yan Buyu naturally agreed with a smile, then cupped his fists at Ding Yi and left.
As the stone door slowly fell, Ding Yi's face suddenly sank.
That damn Law Enforcement Elder is not dead?!
Just what I wanted!!
Ding Yi turned around expressionlessly, and then his figure disappeared into the darkness.
At night, the entire back mountain was quiet.
A figure suddenly appeared here, it was the Law Enforcement Elder of the Blood Tower, Leng Mo.
At this moment, he looked in the direction of Ding Yi's cave, stuck out his tongue and licked the raised pustules on his cheeks, and made a low laugh.
He didn't come here before because he had an agreement with Chen Hua, but now that Chen Hua is dead, this damn agreement is naturally invalid!
Hehehe, the last time that alchemist escaped, he has been feeling uncomfortable all over these days.
Even if he tortured a few scattered cultivators to death and killed some mortals, it was still difficult for him to forget Ding Yi's figure.
That delicate skin and tender flesh, that indifferent look, ah ah ah ah! It's just too perfect!!
Leng Mo's eyes were narrowed into slits, and his whole body was trembling at the thought of being able to torture that Alchemist Ding later.
But the next moment, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded in his ear:
“What are you looking at?”
