Chong Yan stared at her for a long time, gently swaying its tail.

Then it reached out and held her small hand.

The ancient demon disappeared.

After several fierce attacks from the Sword Saint, the netherfire and the other cultivators, the onlookers were horrified to discover that the devil, after its brutal rampage, did not head straight for Spirit Continent as everyone had expected. Instead, it completely vanished from the Forsaken Abyss.

Although all the projection jades near him were shattered, distant images could still be seen of its enormous and terrifying figure disappearing from the bloody horizon.

When the cold and gloomy pressure left, the dark clouds over the Northwestern Heavenly River dissipated, and the dark scene returned to normal as the ancient demon departed.

Ji Rong stood with his sword, watching the silver-white light passing through the sky, and smiled helplessly.

His sister, she’s truly amazing.

Ji Rong gripped his sword hilt and felt the need to continue cultivating. After all, his Diety Transformation Stage cultivation was still far from enough to face the “Demons.”

If he didn’t continue to break through, he wouldn’t be the strongest combat force by Yao Yao’s side.

Ji Rong could sacrifice being the number one in the world.

But he couldn’t tolerate not being the number one protector for his sister.

“Let’s go.”

Yao Yao wasn’t here anymore, and he didn’t want to stay in the territory of Wuji Sect any longer.

Of course. Except for Chang Sword Sect, everyone in this world was now in danger of the ancient demon’s disappearance.

Before the ancient demon vanished, chaos had already broken out within Wuji Sect. The Sword Saint’s life or death was unknown, and many of his disciples were seriously injured. The sacred artifact of Wuji Sect, the Soul Anchoring Nail, was completely destroyed.

If the ancient demon ended the world, Wuji Sect, which had guarded the Forsaken Abyss for thousands of years, would likely be the first to suffer.

Su Yilin lay nearby, barely breathing, but still gritting her teeth. She wanted Wuji Sect to quickly send someone to rescue her brother, Cang Yan in the Abyss.

But before she could say anything, she suddenly felt a suffocating sensation in her nostrils, as if her face had been buried in soil.

She and Li Cangyan were bound by a life-saving spirit ring and could feel everything he experienced.

Su Yilin was on the verge of collapse, biting her lip fiercely. Ji Yao, did she…

Did she do something to Cang Yan again?

“The cruel devil is gone, and Ji Yao is gone too.”

A disciple from the lookout tower ran in stumbling.

Su Yilin raised her head abruptly.

Ji Yao and the ancient demon disappeared together, and for the others, there was only one possibility.

She wasn’t directly killed by the monster but was taken away by him to be further tormented.

This assumption was very reasonable because back then, it was Ji Yao who took away the Divine Meteor Eye in the Naitian Secret Realm.

In the projection jade recordings of the chaos caused by the ancient demon, everyone saw the scene where the ancient emon obtained the golden divine meteor eye in the void. He must have found the person who took his eye and sought revenge on her.

In the suffocating sensation of being buried, Su Yilin finally felt a trace of satisfaction.

Cangyan carried the fortune of the heavens, and his true background was not that of a poor boy from a mountain village. He should have been extremely prominent, and the forces behind him revealed a few hints to Su Yilin, enough to make her admire him.

Therefore, she believed that Cangyan would obtain the treasure at the extreme of the Eastern Sea and the top position in the Canglan Grand Assembly, with Jun Capital’s help, regaining his divine might.

And Ji Yao’s fate was all her own doing.

It was as if she had become Cangyan’s helper, unwilling to contribute her own blood, and now she had ended up in such a state.

Su Yilin took a deep breath and let out two sighs.

It’s really unfortunate.

Soon, news of the ancient demon’s disappearance and Yao Yao’s disappearance spread throughout the entire Spirit Continent.

The name that became known to the world after the Naitian Secret Realm, the ordinary female cultivator who surpassed the young cultivators of Spirit Continent and seized the Divine Meteor Eye, was said to have been sucked into the Forsaken Abyss by the ancient demon, disappearing without a trace.

Some said it was the ancient demon’s revenge.

Some said Jiyao was eaten by the deity because, with its terrifying appearance like an end-times demon, how could it not devour people?

Others said Ji Yao was captured by the demon to be espoused, as this ancient demon wanted to consolidate its own demon power in this way.

Regardless of the outcome, just thinking about it sent shivers down one’s spine.

Of course, there is another possibility, that Yao Yao has subdued the ancient demon, and the reason the ancient demon disappeared is because she took him away.

But how could that be?

No one would guess that.

After all, that cruel devil would never bow down to a young female cultivator.

At this moment, Chong Yan looked down at the girl in his arms.

They were passing through the boundary, flying towards the mortal realm that Chong Yan had never set foot in before.

Yao Yao’s eyes were sparkling, her soft black hair blowing behind her head as the strands danced together with his silver-white long hair, creating a sense of intimacy.

Chong Yan felt that he was being accompanied.

However, in the instant they passed through the boundary, countless voices rushed towards him.

During the thirty thousand years in the Abyss, the only sounds were the icy winds and the rustling of snow.

In this world, there were countless voices overlapping, with people coming and going, causing discomfort to his overly sensitive hearing. He closed his eyes, furrowing his brows in pain.

However, Yao Yao’s voice rang cheerfully, “Chong Yan, look.”

Don’t listen, just look.

The scene unfolded before him like the opening of a game, with the land of Spirit Continent lush and vibrant, brimming with spiritual energy. From west to east, the terrain gradually spread out, rivers flowing into the sea. In the farthest distance within their gaze was the Eastern Sea, resplendent like a realm of light.

Chong Yan’s right eye had seen it, but he himself had not.

Yao Yao kept calling out to him, “Look, there’s a green river over there.”

“That village over there is built on the mountains.”

“The mountain over there is so green.”

The landscapes that the Chong Yan’s right eye had seen were now being seen by him as Yao Yao chattered non-stop.

And in this way, his chaotic consciousness seemed to become a little clearer.

He was Chong Yan.

At this moment, he was accompanying her, Chong Yan.

Yao Yao flew with him, their speed extremely fast as they traversed the sky and arrived at a location somewhere in the east of Spirit Continent.

Finally, Yao Yao let him land in a bustling little town.

Yao Yao hopped down from his embrace and looked up, checking his appearance.

Chong Yan had already changed his clothes, no longer wearing the tattered garments torn by his wings and dragon tail.

Chong Yan, who had shed his true form of a beast, was now just a young man in the crowd, taller and more striking in appearance.

Chong Yan unconsciously curled his fingers, instinctively wanting to avoid her gaze.

“Don’t, look at me.”

But Yao Yao quickly admired him and then softly took his hand. “Perfect, let’s go.”

Yao Yao stood beside Chong Yan, bouncing around, neutralizing the overwhelming cold and powerful aura emanating from him.

So for a moment, no one noticed that the ancient demon who had shaken the entire Spirit Continent was now slowly walking among the crowd.

And in the teahouse on the street, everyone was discussing this matter.

“Where do you think that ancient demon fled to?”

They were relatively far from the Forsaken Abyss, not as dangerous as the territory of Wuji Sect, but the fact that the ancient demon had disappeared after being imprisoned for thirty thousand years was still a cause for panic throughout Spirit Continent.

Another person responded, “Didn’t it take away that female cultivator who stole its eye? I guess it’s seeking revenge on her now. It’s quite pitiful.”

Yao Yao tilted her head, ah.

She didn’t know that the news had spread so quickly and caused such strangeness.

“As long as it doesn’t affect the Canglan Grand Assembly.”

“So, is it true that the legendary treasure at the extreme of the Eastern Sea is the heart of the ancient demon? If one side obtains it in the current situation, they would directly dominate Spirit Continent.”

Yao Yao’s footsteps halted.

Chong Yan didn’t pay attention to what the person among the countless voices said. In this completely unfamiliar environment, he could only follow Yao Yao.

Yao Yao stopped, and he stopped too.

Like a silent shadow.

Yao Yao glanced at him, not wanting him to hear.

After all, didn’t the Vermilion Phoenix took it for her eldest son?

Why are Chong Yan’s eyes, heart, and the organs that were taken from him scattered all over Spirit Continent?