Bai Nianchou Heads to the Lower Realm

This is the fortieth day since Bai Nianchou led the other young members of the Dragon Race back.

Although Bai Nianchou himself didn't say it, the Old Patriarch Bai and the other clan chiefs could tell that he was worried about Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue.

The Gods and Devils Battlefield now seems to have fallen completely silent. Not only have Devil Creature suddenly appeared, but even Demonic Qi has stopped leaking out.

Even on the battlefield, where nothing ever grows before, patrolmen have recently discovered that a few small flowers have sprouted.

The atmosphere in the Dragon Race's territory is becoming increasingly fresh, and everything is developing in a positive direction.

After discussing it, the clan leaders decided to wait a few more days until the Gods and Devils Battlefield was stable before bringing back the clansmen they had sent out, so that they could continue to live peacefully.

Therefore, the Dragon Race arranged for several more patrol teams during this period, not daring to miss any changes on the Gods and Devils Battlefield.

Although there were many patrol teams, most of the tribesmen were still idle.

Among them, the clan leaders and young clan leaders were the most idle. After all, they had been busy for too long to protect the Dragon Race, and now they could finally rest for a while. Therefore, the people below did not dare to ask them to do anything, which also made them idle.

For most people, escaping the war and living a leisurely life would be incredibly enjoyable. But for Bai Nianchou, being idle would only make him focus more on Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue.

This marks more than forty days since he lost contact with the two of them.

These days, he had been staring at the communication talisman in his hand. It was a communication talisman from the Upper Realm, capable of breaking through the barriers of small worlds. Bai Nianchou had specifically given it to Sang Ying and the others because he was worried that they might lose contact with each other if they accidentally separated.

But now so much time has passed, and there's still no news from the two of them. Bai Nianchou feels that his two friends are probably in grave danger.

He rubbed the communication talisman in his hand, but refused to believe his own guess.

Bai Nianchou suddenly gripped the communication talisman tightly. A thought popped into his mind: he had to do it now!

Bai Nianchou immediately got up and walked towards the door. He hadn't taken two steps when a huge rumbling sound came from outside.

The sound was clearly coming from the Gods and Devils Battlefield!

Realizing this, Bai Nianchou quickly left the camp and rushed towards the Gods and Devils Battlefield. However, before he could transform into a dragon and cross the continuous camp, he was stopped by cheers from those who came to report the good news.

"The Gods and Devils Battlefield has collapsed! The Devil Domain and the seal beneath it have vanished!"

A patrol team clad in full armor swept in like a gust of wind, bringing with them good news about the Gods and Devils Battlefield.

"The Gods and Devils Battlefield has collapsed! There are no Devil Race left beneath the seal, not even a trace of Demonic Qi! We no longer need to worry about Devil Race; we can finally live our lives in peace!"

The announcement of good news alerted the tribespeople who were resting in the camp, and even the chieftains came out immediately upon hearing the news.

Bai Nianchou grabbed one of the patrolling soldiers and dragged him close. "Is what you're saying true? The Gods and Devils Battlefield is really gone?!"

The Dragon Race warrior was now extremely excited, his face flushed red. "Young Master Bai, if you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself! The Gods and Devils Battlefield is really gone! We specifically circled most of the battlefield, and even the previously sealed Heaven Swallower has disappeared! Not a trace of Demonic Qi remains; everywhere is clean... The sword hanging over our heads is gone!"

After saying his last words, the Dragon Race warrior broke free from Bai Nianchou's grasp and ran deep into the camp to report the news.

Bai Nianchou immediately transformed into a dragon and flew into the sky with many Dragon Race, taking in the scene of the Gods and Devils Battlefield.

Just as the patrol team reported, large sections of the once relatively flat Gods and Devils Battlefield collapsed, leaving behind numerous pits hundreds of meters deep.

Because of Bai Qinglong, Bai Nianchou went to the place he cared about most, the Heaven Swallower Seal, only to find that a deep pit had also sunk there. Similarly, the pit still contained traces of the seal from back then, but there was no trace of Demonic Qi.

So, did Jiang Zhuoxue succeed?

Why doesn't he contact me?

Bai Nianchou recalled the terrifying nature of the Fire of Tempering and already had the answer to this question in his heart.

The Old Patriarch Bai chiefs followed closely behind. Upon discovering that the land they had fought against for so many years had finally returned to peace, the clan chiefs felt both happy and inexplicably lost.

However, these emotions came and went quickly, and now they are filled with joy.

Qing Shou, who had come along, immediately notified the clansmen who had gone outside, telling them in a lighthearted tone that the dark clouds hanging over the Dragon Race' heads had disappeared.

Just then, Bai Nianchou approached. The Old Patriarch Bai was about to call him back and instruct him to bring the White Dragon Tribe members back when Bai Nianchou spoke first, "Patriarch, I want to go to the Lower Realm."

Upon hearing this, the smile on Old Patriarch Bai's face slowly disappeared.

Bai Nianchou was a promising junior he greatly admired; he had practically raised Bai Nianchou from scratch. He knew his successor well, and of course, he also knew why Bai Nianchou had come to him.

Old Patriarch Bai gave Bai Nianchou a deep look, and finally sighed, "Are you sure you really want to do this?"

Bai Nianchou nodded firmly. "This is the responsibility of our Dragon Race. We shouldn't push the Devil Race onto those cultivators and mortals in the Lower Realm."

Old Patriarch Bai sighed deeply and finally agreed.

He will search for a suitable successor within the White Dragon Tribe. If Bai Nianchou can return safely, then everything will be fine. If Bai Nianchou does not return in the end, then he only hopes that Bai Nianchou can live a little longer, long enough for him to have time to train another successor.

Bai Nianchou didn't spend much time talking with Old Patriarch Bai before leaving the Upper Realm. He chose the same method he and Sang Ying used to come to the Dragon Race, activating the Teleportation Array to go to the Lower Realm.

He left without making a big fuss; even the Old Patriarch Bai didn't choose to see him off.

However, everyone else in the Dragon Race knew that on that day, several clan leaders and the young clan leader of Qing Shou stopped what they were doing and waited until Bai Nianchou left before going to his tent. They stared at the empty tent for a long time without saying a word.

Finally, Jin Man couldn't help but ask, "Since you're so reluctant to part with Young Master Bai, why do you have to let him leave?"

Old Patriarch Bai smiled slightly at him, "A bird that always hides under the eaves can never soar through the sky. When Nianchou returns, he will have become a truly qualified clan leader."

Before that, let this child, who has been constrained since childhood, have a chance to truly choose freely!