Millions of years have passed, and Wu Liang knows that the Chongming Bird Clan in the outside world has become extinct.
Therefore, he had long since given up the idea of searching for his clansmen.
But to his surprise, he encountered such a familiar spatial tear at this moment!
This feeling, and this technique, are definitely unique Divine Ability of their Chongming Bird Clan. They are great Divine Ability that allow them to traverse space and ignore most spatial restrictions!
But instead of being pleased, Wu Liang became even more vigilant.
He stared at the suddenly torn crack, the familiar aura growing stronger. Three seemingly unfamiliar yet Wu Liang familiar powerful figures emerged from it, their cultivation levels...
The Great Emperor!
This is not an ordinary Thearch Realm, but Great Emperor! A genuine Great Emperor!
"I've finally found you, Wu Liang."
These people all had double pupils and hair as white as frost. The one with the strongest aura stared straight at Wu Liang, who had black hair and black eyes, and uttered a sentence that caught Wu Liang off guard.
Wu Liang...
The visitor actually knew his real name!
Moreover, these obvious physical characteristics clearly indicate that it is the transformed form of the Chongming Bird!
Wu Liang pursed his lips, his heart sinking even further.
Chongming Bird transforms into human form, it is basically all white-haired and white-eyed, with four eyes and double pupils, exhibiting quite obvious characteristics of the Demon Race.
After he left the Void Realm, he inquired about the Chongming Bird Clan, but whether it was the information he heard from Human Race cultivators when he was sealed in the Void Realm, or the information he inquired about later, he never heard anything about the Chongming Bird Clan again.
Wu Liang then assumed that the Chongming Bird Clan, like the True Phoenix, had vanished into the annals of time with the passage of time.
However, the three Chongming Bird Clan at the Great Emperor Realm before him overturned Wu Liang's original guess.
The Chongming Bird Clan still has members still alive.
Moreover, their aggressive approach suggests they have ill intentions...
Immediately afterwards, the leading Great Emperor spoke decisively, confirming Wu Liang's guess.
" Wu Liang, the second son of the Demon Saint Moluo, now that the Demon Saint is dying, he summons all his bloodlines to return immediately. You must quickly return with us to the Luo Heaven Domain of the Eastern Continent!"
Upon hearing this, Wu Liang's eyes suddenly darkened.
Among the many white-haired, white-eyed Chongming Bird Clan, even though Wu Liang was exceptionally talented, he was still ostracized.
Simply because he has black hair and black eyes, this appearance means...
He is of mixed race!
Whether Human Race or Demon Race, a mixed-race person is, to put it bluntly, a mongrel.
Mongrels have always been rejected and despised.
This is also why Wu Liang became violent and went on a killing spree after becoming the Demon Emperor.
Furthermore, he was unaware of his own origins, only knowing that he belonged to the Chongming Bird Clan Chongming Bird Clan possessed their bloodline. He also knew that his mother's true identity came from another clan, but he didn't know exactly who it was...
Now that the Demon Saint is dying, the opportunity to uncover the mystery of his origins seems to be just around the corner.
Even though Wu Liang had become a demon emperor, he couldn't escape curiosity, and a complex emotion, hard to explain, lingered in his heart.
but...
He said in a deep voice, "I can go back with you, but right now, I am the deputy pavilion master of a sect in the Eastern Continent's Profound Domain. This place has been ravaged by war. Even if I go back, I will do my best to wait until the dust settles in the Profound Domain before returning to Luo Heaven."
He was neither humble nor arrogant, and his reasoning was clear, but the leading Great Emperor suddenly let out a cold laugh.
"The sects of the Human Race... Ha."
"You are the son of the Demon Saint of our Demon Race. You previously lowered yourself to interfere in the affairs of the Human Race, and we can forgive and forget that. But do you dare to disobey the clan's orders for the sake of a mere Human Race sect?"
"We are ordered to take you back. Today, you have to go back whether you want to or not!"
So domineering and overbearing!
Wu Liang was not exactly known for his gentle temperament. Upon hearing this, his face darkened, and he gave the group a deep look before tearing through space to leave without hesitation.
"Trying to escape?"
The powerful Great Emperor roared and attacked fiercely!
"Your cultivation is inferior to mine, yet you dare to dream of tearing through space and escaping in front of me?"
His fingers solidified into bird claws, and with a grab in the void, he directly sealed off the surrounding space, and the terrifying aura of the Great Emperor Realm spread out.
The space that was about to be torn apart was restored in an instant!
Wu Liang's pupils contracted; this level of strength and supernatural Divine Ability was likely far beyond his own!
The other two Great Emperor, one on the left and one on the right, did not make a move, but the disdain emanating from their cold eyes was already obvious.
Clearly, in the eyes of these Great Emperor, he was no match for them, and they could intervene at any time should anything happen.
Wu Liang's eyes were fierce, and golden light flashed in them.
what to do?
A fight to the death?
Faced with three great Great Emperor, all possibilities of escape have been sealed off, and the Divine Ability of the Chongming Bird Clan, which they were so proud of, have also been suppressed.
He had absolutely no chance of winning; the overwhelming pressure was so intense that even he felt suffocated.
But if we leave...
A sense of unease welled up in Wu Liang's heart. The old Saint King was about to die, and his clan, which he had not returned to for many years, seemed to be facing a life-or-death crisis.
The Sword Pavilion, where he had only just begun to feel a sense of belonging, was now facing attacks from countless Alien Race. If he were to leave, could the Pavilion Master alone handle such a complex situation?
Wu Liang was suddenly caught in a dilemma.
Click, click--
The void turbulence was opened once again, and the three Great Emperor stood on either side, staring intently at him.
"We are here on orders; it is our duty. Please do not make things difficult for us."
"Young Master Wu Liang, please."
Damn it!
Wu Liang took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stood firm, shattering the overwhelming pressure that descended upon him, and met the attack with cold eyes.
Under the coercion of the three Great Emperor, he seemed to have no choice.
"I can go with you, but I still owe the Sword Pavilion a favor."
"My clan is of noble birth; I cannot simply walk away after owing a favor."
"Wait for my message!"
Wu Liang gritted his teeth and finally made a decision. Although he was reluctant to leave, he couldn't leave Sword Pavilion and the others without any information.
If possible, he also hoped that Lin Xuan could lend him a hand after arriving in the Eastern Continent.
Only someone with the terrifying talent of a sect leader could play a significant role in such a delicate and perilous situation within the clan.
The powerful Great Emperor shrugged indifferently and pointed forward.
"Then, please."
Wu Liang slowly exhaled, glanced back at the spatial rift that was about to heal, and with a slight twitch of his fingers, a message burst forth. Then, his eyes darkened, and he left with several Great Emperor- level experts.
Although the three great Great Emperor did not think highly of this mixed-blood young master, he was, after all, a descendant of the Saint King...
As long as we can bring the person back, that's all that matters.
As for the rest, let it be.
"Vice Pavilion Master..."
Jade Balance Sword Palace, Heavenly Venerable Yunli slightly raised her finger, drawing that familiar aura into her palm. She scanned it with her Divine Sense, reading the remaining information within. A fleeting worry crossed her brow.
But she didn't have time to think too much. She pursed her lips slightly, her gaze sweeping over the sect's gate behind her before returning to what was in front of her.
The Azure Wood Sacred Origin Formation remained unbroken. Even after so much devastation and attack, it still protected the sect, enveloping the Jade Balance Sword Palace and Sword Pavilion, preventing them from being disturbed by Alien Race.
However, countless disciples of the Jade Balance Sword Palace gathered nearby, watching the Alien Race rushing towards the great formation one after another, consuming the formation's Spiritual Power, and felt extremely nervous.
The Alien Race outside were a dense, dark mass, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Once the great formation is broken, what awaits them...
Only death.
However, Heavenly Venerable Yunli was not in the formation.
She stood guard outside the mountain gate, coldly staring at the Alien Race Thearch Realm in mid-air who was acting so arrogantly, showing no intention of backing down.
More than a period of time has passed since she brought Su Lianxin back, and the Alien Race race has also sent out Thearch Realm expert, determined to take over the Profound Domain in one fell swoop!
Alien Race Thearch Realm expert appeared outside the Jade Balance Sword Palace, forcing Heavenly Venerable Yunli to reveal herself and engage in battle.
Half a day has already passed!
But she was in no way inferior!
It should be noted that she was only at the Half-Step Thearch Realm, and the gap between her and a true Thearch Realm was considerable.
Generally speaking, ten Half-Step Thearch Realm would not be a match for a true Great Emperor!
However, Heavenly Venerable Yunli, relying on her Half-Step Thearch Realm cultivation, using the formation left behind by the Demon Emperor, and the Law Treasure she had accumulated during this time, actually managed to fight against an Alien Race Thearch Realm expert!
Everyone from the Jade Balance Sword Palace, as well as the disciples of the Sword Pavilion, was on tenterhooks for her!
But only Heavenly Venerable Yunli knew that she had reached her limit.
She was ultimately not a true Thearch Realm.
'The Vice Pavilion Master isn't coming back... Sigh... Pavilion Master, where did you go?'
Heavenly Venerable Yunli silently prayed, filled with anxiety.
Looking back at Qu Youmeng, who was guarding the formation with a face full of anxiety and tension, Heavenly Venerable Yunli smiled bitterly.
'So be it... I got this body for nothing anyway. I only hope that the Sect Master has a way to gather my shattered soul and reassemble a physical body for me!'
'We absolutely cannot let Meng'er and the other disciples suffer at the hands of this Alien Race Thearch Realm!'
A resolute glint flashed in Heavenly Venerable Yunli's eyes; he was determined to go all in.
She was Half-Step Thearch Realm; even if she died, she might be able to be resurrected.
But the other juniors are weak and, once they die, they have no chance of being resurrected!
She turned to look at the powerful Alien Race, already prepared to fight to the death.
Qu Youmeng remained inside the formation, seemingly sensing something. She slightly widened her beautiful eyes, a bad premonition rising in her heart for no apparent reason. Unable to suppress her anxiety, she shouted loudly.
"Master! Master!"
The others also frowned, extremely worried.
However, at that moment, a voice filled with laughter suddenly rang out.
"Alright, your teacher is back now, isn't he?"
Amidst the surprised gazes of the crowd, a figure in white suddenly appeared in mid-air!
"Master!!"