Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Chapter 580 Wherever You Go

"An Zun, aren't you from another dimension?" Tie Zhu widened his eyes and looked at Ren Yi in surprise, "Master, are you also..."

"My soul has practiced in other planes before, but I am indeed a native of this plane. In other words, I am an aboriginal."

Tiezhu forced a smile and turned the grilled fish nervously in his hands:

"Then you won't leave, will you, Master?"

Tiezhu's words successfully lowered the atmosphere in front of the bonfire.

He smiled slightly, and there was an unfathomable light in his eyes.

"That's not certain. If I feel bored here, maybe I will go to other planes to play."

The fish in Tiezhu's hand fell into the fire with a plop.

Struggle and pain appeared in Meng Hu's eyes, and he slowly clenched his fists.

Yu Bai was even more dumbfounded, his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

"Click."

Shu Yuan was pouring wine from a wine glass when his hand became unsteady and the glass broke.

The jade porcelain cup broke into several pieces, and the crystal clear wine flowed down Shu Yuan's bony wrists.

Shu Yuan's eyes passed over the cup and slowly fell on the campfire in front of him.

The flickering flames brought a bit of heat, plunging the contours of his face into flickering shadows, and even the aura around him became a little disordered.

She raised an eyebrow and looked at him without saying a word.

After a while, the disordered breath gradually calmed down, and Shu Yuan turned around and looked at Ren Yi.

Her face was bright and bold, although she was slender and frail, and she was wrapped in a thick cloak with a fur collar.

But the murderous aura and the aura of superiority on his body seemed so real.

Even though she was standing right in front of him, he didn't feel safe at all.

He can follow her at any time, but she can withdraw at any time.

Shu Yuan could only ask as nonchalantly as possible: "Sister, where are you going?"

Looking at them, I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I was just kidding. Your expressions are so scary."

His wrist tightened, and when he looked up, he met Shu Yuan's deep gaze.

"Sister, no matter where you go, I will accompany you."

He struggled twice but failed to break free.

She pinched her brows helplessly, "I'm not going anywhere. I haven't had enough of the colorful world here. What's the point of going out?"

Random words did not make the people present feel at ease, and their expressions became gloomier and gloomier.

He adjusted the wording arbitrarily, "What I mean is... even if I have had enough fun, I will not hate this place."

When they heard the word "disgust", Meng Hu and the other two looked like they were about to cry.

Only Shu Yuan remained calm and said, "I will definitely work hard and will not let you get bored with this place."

Ren Yi thought this topic was toxic and changed the subject immediately.

"Su Jingchen stole a part of my soul back then. After the Three Realms Martial Competition, I am very sure that he also possesses my innate martial arts method - Endless Reincarnation."

"You must have all seen me fall asleep after being attacked, right?"

Ren Yi smiled slightly, "My body will repair itself when I sleep, so I can be considered as having an 'immortal body'."

"But Dark Lord stole my soul, so he is now immortal."

"And I..." He raised his hand and his eyes fell on the totem on his wrist.

The enchanting and complex pattern spread across the wrist, but at this moment it turned a dull black, as if it was sealed by something and there was no sign of life at all.

She suddenly remembered what the messenger of heaven had said, that she had temporarily lost the ability to resurrect from the dead.

If you die, you are really dead.

This random topic really succeeded in diverting everyone's attention.

"What should we do then? Is there no way to kill him?"

He broke off the dead branches in his hand and threw them into the campfire.

"I already have a solution."

The moon was shining brightly in the sky and the waves on the sea were rumbling, but everything around was quiet.

Ren Yi stood up slowly, "It's time."

She stretched out her hand and snapped her fingers, and a powerful magical power spurted out, wrapping around the five people, concealing their breath and figures.

"Let's go."

Five random people flew up above the sea at the same time and rushed towards the Youhuang Palace.

The next morning, Wanren Mountain.

An Zun slowly opened his eyes.

My vision was still a little blurry, but as consciousness gradually returned, the scene before me became clearer.

He was lying on the bed in his bedroom, all he could see was the black curtain hanging high above him.

A sharp pain came from the forehead, as if it was hit hard by a heavy hammer.

The pain came in waves like a tide, constantly impacting his nerves.

A strange feeling of soreness and swelling quickly spread throughout the body. Every inch of muscle and every bone seemed to be soaked in acid, making it unbearable.

He sat up slowly, and was slightly stunned when he saw She Xiao sleeping with his head supported by his hands at the table.

"Why are you here?"

When She Xiao heard the voice, he immediately opened his eyes, stood up and saluted.

"Meet the Dark Lord."

He looked up at An Zun, his eyes full of doubt:

"You...don't remember what happened last night?"