"Caw..." Feng Wu could not help letting out a mournful cry. "This Sage can hardly bear it either. Could it be that our Demon Race also knows the bitterness of such parting?"
"Your little brother is leaving!" Demon Venerable Slayer did not answer. He merely looked over the various clones again, and tears actually welled up in his sallow face as they would in a human's.
"Damn it..." Heavenly Man cursed. "You Demonic Spirit brat, that is far too fake. How could the Devil Race possibly have tears?"
"Haha..." Demon Venerable Slayer laughed loudly. "Eldest Brother is human. Your little brother dared not fail to put on the appearance of a human parting!"
"Go, go..." Xiao Hua waved his hand. "Let us all depart. The road lies beneath our feet. Perhaps somewhere ahead on that road... we will walk together again!"
Xiao Hua and the others immediately flew out of Creation Dao Palace. The disciples had not gone far. Seeing everyone emerge, they knelt once more. Amid cries of "Respectfully seeing off the Masters of the Sect," which surged like mountain shouts and tsunami waves, Xiao Hua and the others tore through space, preparing to fly toward the Immortal Palace.
At that moment, a vast divine sense swept across the western horizon again. When it fell upon Xiao Hua and the others, it actually gave rise to delight, then withdrew like a receding tide.
"Oh?" Xiao Hua smiled faintly and looked toward the source of the divine sense. "They came quite quickly."
"Eldest Brother..." Demon Venerable Slayer said, "Your little brother will go on ahead!"
"Good, go then. We shall meet again in the Upper Realm!" Xiao Hua and the other clones watched Demon Venerable Slayer step into the void. Demon Venerable Slayer was naturally heading for Xiaoyu Continent. When