"I didn't expect the two of you to be here at the same time. What a surprise. The Snow Wind Devilish Region is an internal affair of the Supreme Shadow Realm, but the two of you from the True Martial Emperor Palace are willing to help. I'm very grateful. I'll pay you a visit another day and personally thank you. Today's situation is urgent, so I won't say more." Ye Guyu was very polite. She led the way and said to Long Chen.
Dozens of Nirvana Tribulation experts were flying in the sky, heading towards the Snow Wind Devilish Region.
"The situation is serious. This is no longer just a matter of the Supreme Shadow Realm. We already have some information about these ghosts. Maybe I can have a good chat with the Realm Lord after this. Let's see what happens first."
Long Chen had already thought about it. He needed to inform the Three Regions and Nine Realms about the City Lord of the Wronged so that everyone could be prepared.
Otherwise, even Ye Guyu wouldn't know what was going on.
She didn't know about the City Lord of the Wronged.
He talked to Ye Guyu about the current situation. The situation wasn't optimistic, and it was quite urgent. The miasma had already spread throughout the entire Snow Wind Devilish Region, and over a million people had become ghosts. A million vengeful spirits wasn't a small number. Ye Guyu's heart was bleeding when she talked about this.
The sorrowful appearance of the infinitely charming young married woman was especially heart-wrenching.
Long Chen suddenly thought of something. He turned to Yang Lingqing and said, "You've just passed the Nirvana Tribulation. The situation is going to be very dangerous. How about entering my God Nation first?"
He loved Yang Lingqing dearly and didn't want her to be hurt. That was why he was considering this when they were still far away from the Snow Wind Devilish Region.
Yang Lingqing hesitated for a while and said, "Brother, I know you're doing this for my own good, but this is my responsibility. I want to contribute my strength. At least, I want to see them. If I enter the God Nation, I'll feel very uncomfortable."
Yang Lingqing had always been tenacious. Long Chen couldn't win her over, so there was nothing he could do.
This small detail showed everyone how much Long Chen valued Yang Lingqing.
In fact, among this large group, there were two old acquaintances of Long Chen.
They were Yang Family's Ancestor Mo and Ancestor Luan. They followed behind the group, not daring to approach Long Chen.
"Back then, I guessed that he was a Dragon Martial Artist, an important character of the Emperor Palace. As expected, my guess has finally come true today." Ancestor Mo said with some trepidation.
"Fortunately, he doesn't care about us anymore. I think he already knows of our existence. He just can't be bothered to deal with us," said Ancestor Luan.
"Should we be glad, or should we cry?" The two of them looked at each other helplessly.
Long Chen's rate of improvement was simply too fast.
In the blink of an eye, he had become the Sacred Martial Emperor of the True Martial Emperor Palace, the next True Martial Great Emperor.
The two of them shuddered at the thought of it.
Long Chen did notice them, but he didn't take them seriously.
The peerless expert of the past had become a nobody in his eyes.
They had come to the Supreme Shadow Demon Realm twice, but there was such a huge difference.
Under Ye Guyu's lead, after seven or eight days, they finally reached the edge of the Snow Wind Demonic Zone. Although they were still far away, Long Chen saw that the mountains and rivers in front of them were all shrouded in an infinite, strange black aura. This was the miasma. It was like an ancient giant beast crawling between heaven and earth, devouring the Essence Qi on the ground.
The ghostly fog rose up, changing into strange shapes in the air above the miasma, it was hair-raising. A gale swept over, bringing with it a trace of miserable screams. The land in front of them was completely dark, it was a scene of misery. The Great Yin Devil World was no different from an eternal hell.
The situation was indeed not optimistic.
The more powerful the martial artist, the stronger their resistance to the miasma. Seeing a large number of ghosts escaping to the outside, flowing into the ordinary people and devouring their flesh and blood, Ye Guyu could only mobilize all the martial artists in the Supreme Shadow Demon Realm to build a solid line of defense at the edge of the Snow Wind Demonic Zone.
All the martial artists above the fifth tier of the Divine Martial Realm with strong resistance stood at the front line, facing their compatriots who had become ghosts.
The whole world was in a miserable environment.
The beautiful mountains and rivers had become like this. It was as if a group of strangers had rushed in and smashed everything. Long Chen clenched his fists. The City Lord of the Wronged was much worse than he had imagined. Maybe he had been deceived by his kind image and underestimated him.
He could turn 80 million people into ghosts. Why couldn't he turn the Three Regions and the Nine Realms into a hell on earth?
Zhenwu the Great's worries were not unreasonable.
Seeing this scene, all the martial artists in the Supreme Shadow Demon Realm had bloodshot eyes. Even Ye Guyu didn't say anything. He moved forward with a sullen face, ready to rush into the miasma.
"Everyone, once you enter the Snow Wind Demonic Zone, you will enter the danger zone. Be careful."
"Yes."
Then, Ye Guyu told Long Chen what to do.
"Holy Martial Emperor, when we arrive at the destination, please break the most critical demonic barrier. I can't do anything about that evil power, so I can only rely on you. Don't worry, I will keep you safe."
Long Chen understood him and said, "Realm Lord, don't worry. You can go and do your own thing. I don't need your protection. Besides, I have Senior Wenren by my side."
Wenren Xi spoke for the first time and said, "Go and destroy the key thing. I will take good care of Holy Martial Emperor."
Ye Guyu was much more relieved.
Tears glistened in her eyes as she thanked Long Chen and Wenren Xi with sincerity.
Long Chen knew that Yang Lingqing would be proud of him.
Long Chen was also very happy to be able to do something for this little girl.
In the blink of an eye, they entered the Snow Wind Demonic Zone.
They floated at a low altitude, so they weren't affected by the miasma. After flying for about a hundred miles, ghosts began to appear.
These ghosts were much smaller and thinner than the ghosts in the Eternal Hell. They weren't as strong as them, and even had some human characteristics. However, they outnumbered the Eternal Hell. Ghosts were everywhere. As they crawled, they ate and fought each other. The whole world was tragic. There was blood everywhere, and the stench was so strong that it made people want to vomit.
They used to be humans.
As a human, as a descendant of the divine dragon of the Dragon Sacrificial Dragon Continent, everyone had the strength to defend their race. Seeing his own kind turn into such a creature that was neither human nor ghost, Long Chen felt very pained. He suddenly understood why even a person like Ye Guyu would have tears in the corner of his eyes. Because this was no longer hatred, this was war.
As a superior, no one could watch so many people die.
Long Chen climbed to the position of the Sacred Martial Emperor, and he also had a heavy responsibility in his heart. He firmly believed that the tragedy that happened here would very likely befall the True Martial Emperor Palace one day. When that time came, his friends, Ye Xuan and her brother, the brothers in the Jiang Xin Pavilion, Shentu Hong, and even Yan Qingchen and the others would all become ghosts.
A strong sense of duty welled up in his heart. He had to take responsibility for all of this. He was the person with the greatest relationship with the City Lord of the Wronged. He had an incomparably strong desire to slaughter this fellow.
"No matter where you come from, no matter who you are, you slaughtered 80 million of my people. You caused great suffering and countless deaths. I can't tolerate it. I can't tolerate it."
Anger burned Long Chen's chest. It was as if there were countless ants crawling in his chest. It was extremely itchy, but he couldn't release it.
From then on, many ghosts that could fly soared into the sky and attacked Long Chen and the others.
These were all former compatriots. The higher-ups of the Supreme Demon Realm's eyes were bloodshot, but they didn't dare to kill them.
As they moved forward, there were more and more ghosts in front of them.
"Kill them. They are already dead. Only by completely killing them can they be freed. You spared their lives, but you made them feel worse than death."
Long Chen couldn't help but say.
Everyone felt pity for them, but they had to admit that what Long Chen said was the truth.
Then, they attacked with all their might.
The deeper they went, the stronger the ghosts became, and the more irresistible the miasma became.
Long Chen also noticed this. He was very worried about Yang Lingqing. He looked back and saw that Yang Lingqing's face was pale, and her lips were chapped. She must be in great pain.
When Long Chen stopped, the whole team stopped as well.
"Realm Lord, how much longer until we reach the demonic tree?" Long Chen asked.
Ye Guyu pondered for a moment and answered, "About a day. From now on, the miasma will become heavier and heavier."
All the Nirvana Tribulation cultivators present wanted to help. For example, Yang Lingqing desperately wanted to contribute some strength. That was why so many people followed them.
"Brother …" Yang Lingqing watched in pain as everyone killed the ghosts. She realized that she couldn't do anything.
Long Chen made a firm decision. He said to Ye Guyu, "Realm Lord, it's not suitable for them to continue forward. Let the first-tier Nirvana Tribulation cultivators guard the border. Lingqing will be fine with me."
Several people objected to Long Chen's words.
They all wanted to try their best.
Ye Guyu looked at the big picture and ordered, "Just as Sacred Martial Emperor said, you won't be of much help. You can play a greater role if you help guard the border of the Snow Wind Demon Realm. Go. Leave everything to us."
Under Ye Guyu's order, everyone returned the way they came.
As for Yang Lingqing, she was stubborn. Long Chen could only negotiate with her.
"Brother, you don't have to say anything. I'll enter your God Nation, but I want to see everything. I'm worried about you." Yang Lingqing was the first to yield in front of Long Chen.
Long Chen couldn't let her go back with the others. After all, he would only be at ease if she was by his side.
After letting Yang Lingqing enter the God Nation, the team of only 20-odd people continued forward. The miasma in front of them grew heavier and heavier. After about a day, they finally reached their destination.
There was a mountain range in front of them that stretched for hundreds of thousands of miles. This was where the demonic tree was born.
On the main peak of this mountain range, an astonishing black and red demonic barrier surrounded the entire main peak.
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