You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 872 The Soft and Fragrant Heavenly Way

"Hey! Can cultivation be improved? There are still decades to go. Didn't you also say that this incident might happen decades later? No rush, no rush. During this time, I will reluctantly help you keep an eye on the Northern Territory. I have high hopes for you~~~"

Tiandao gave her a stiff wink, and combined with her androgynous appearance, Changqing felt disgusted.

"How can this be? You are the Lord of Heaven, and you can still watch your people suffer like this? This is so irresponsible!" Changqing argued angrily.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Tiandao's stiff face changed. He looked Changqing up and down, then chuckled:

"Are you one of my Lingran people? I remember you came from the Cave Heaven, to find your Heavenly Dao! Besides, young cultivators should be passionate and have a youthful spirit of fighting and killing. You don't seem to be an old and godly person, like a hermit who has distanced yourself from the world. This is not good!"

Chang Qing was stunned by such a shameless scene. Is this the way of heaven? If you don't look carefully, you will think it is a gangster.

"Don't worry, kid. Help me find the demon master and get the location of his backer. I'll remember your contribution. When this is done, you'll definitely get some benefits!!"

It was Changqing's turn to be angry and sullen: I'd rather not eat this pancake.

Looking at this world, Tiandao raised his brows and dragged Changqing to the outside world. It was pitch black all around, and this underwater palace was covered by the array pattern, and it also turned into a pitch-black ball where one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. When he scanned with his spiritual sense, there was nothing. If it were not for the small hole bitten by the Dao-eating lice, it would be almost impossible to detect the abnormality of this place.

"Such a formation is really ingenious and extraordinary. It was worth my controlling the Dao-eating lice and gnawing on it for half a month before a little flaw appeared. I think the demon who created this formation has attainments in formation that are not inferior to the Formation Master who is rumored to have disappeared from the human race." Chang Qing couldn't help but sigh, his eyes burning with excitement. He wished he could take over this underwater palace and study it slowly.

"I remember correctly, your attainments in formations are quite good. It took you half a month to discover the flaw, and nearly twenty more days to break a small corner of the formation. It seems this thing is truly extraordinary. It's hard for you. In order to attract the attention of the demon master, you have been tortured for over a month. The Dao-Intercepting Beast is cunning. The demon master seems dead, but there is a possibility that some residual spirit still lives within. It's a pity that I can't fulfill your wish. This formation must be destroyed just in case."

Chang Qing shrank his neck. "Isn't it said that Heaven is merciful?" Why was he so ruthless when he started fighting? It wasn't enough to crush bones and scatter ashes, he even wanted to scatter the formation and the land, leaving the demon master no chance of survival.

The Heavenly Dao stretched out its hand and gently scooped forward. The barrier of the void within the void trembled frequently. The invisible hand peeled off a dark and unreality underwater palace from the void. Myriad laws condensed from the void and then gathered. The Dao vibrated, like a huge bonfire, or like a wok filled with hot oil. With a light toss, the flame seemed to have seen some tonic and licked the black shell outside the formation wantonly.

Soon the underwater palace was riddled with holes, revealing its ruins. The fire of the Dao was the fire, and the laws were the firewood. Even from a long distance away, Changqing could feel the heat wave. A huge ball of flame broke through the formation, devoured the demonic power, rolled towards the ruins, and devoured everything. In a moment, the Dao returned to heaven and earth, and all laws sank into space.

A small mountain-shaped stone was quietly suspended in the void, attracting the attention of Heavenly Dao. A stone had escaped the erosion of Dao Fire, so it must be extraordinary. He stretched out his hand to grab it, but in an instant, he felt that he was being glanced at by some terrifying existence. His hair stood on end, and this incarnation of Heavenly Dao got goose bumps uncontrollably.

Danger, extreme danger. Tiandao instantly retreated hundreds of thousands of miles and looked at this place vigilantly.

Seeing Tiandao reacting like a frightened cat, Changqing suppressed a laugh, finally venting his anger. Tiandao was like this. If people told others that he was like this, everyone in the world would laugh their heads off.

A mountain of rocks floated and sank into Changqing's clothes. Tiandao, who was in the distance, saw that nothing bad had happened, so he came over tentatively. Although he knew that this boy was extraordinary, he didn't expect that something could pose a threat to him. He couldn't help but restrain the idea of ​​bullying Changqing, pretended nothing happened, looked left and right, coughed dryly, and walked forward.

"You kid, you're really a hidden talent!" Tiandao shook his head. Looking at the fading afterglow of the fire, he no longer had the heart to tease Changqing.

The light in Changqing's eyes faded, and a sense of panic swept over him. The fire of the Dao couldn't even illuminate the surrounding nothingness. Nothingness seemed like a more profound Dao. The torture of dozens of days finally returned to nothingness. His body swayed. His mental energy was extremely depleted, almost 90%. At this moment, fatigue overtook his head, making him drowsy. The pain was too great, and he was too tired...

"You have done a great deed this time. When you pass the heavenly tribulation of the Kaihua realm, I can save you from another punishment." Tiandao pulled Changqing up to prevent him from falling.

"Master Tiandao, you must keep your word. Even if I condense ten laws, you cannot do anything!" Changqing forced his head up and tried his best to prevent his eyelids from drooping.

"Ten?!" He really couldn't even think of giving it to Heaven anymore. He instinctively slapped him: "You kid, do you really want to go against Heaven? Do you think it's so satisfying to go against me?"

"Master Tiandao... please forgive me..." Changqing spoke intermittently, and finally he couldn't stand the sleepiness in his heart anymore. His body shrank and turned into a light dot emitting a faint glow, floating into the pendant.

"Master Tiandao, please deliver this pendant to Yun Qinghan of Yuling Sect. Thank you~" Changqing's voice disappeared completely, but it posed a problem for Tiandao. The feeling of being targeted by a terrifying existence in the pendant came back again. At this moment, Tiandao, who stood at the top of Lingran, became like a mortal, targeted by a ferocious mountain king, who wanted to eat him up.

After a few breaths, the gaze dissipated, and the incarnation of Heaven felt as if he had been pardoned. He could not sweat, but felt as if he had walked through the gates of hell. He felt chilled, and became more certain that this pendant, or the thing in the pendant, was something that even he could not mess with.

The rope of the pendant automatically wrapped around his wrist, tightening it tightly, as if under duress. Tiandao forced a smile, broke through the space and quickly left.

It’s better to get rid of this thing as soon as possible. Tiandao is really worried that he will be swallowed by the other party. There is definitely a hint of greed in his gaze.

He didn't want to really turn into the sweet and soft Heavenly Dao and be swallowed by a strange existence.

The war between humans and demons ended just like that, with the defection of the Great Demon Lord and the Second Demon Lord of the demon clan. Everything happened too suddenly, and the whole world was shocked. For a while, it was unable to adapt to the sudden peace.

Many disciples would be suddenly awakened by the slightest noise, and would rush out of their residences using their magic tools, shouting "Demon thief, give me your life!" Their eyes were red and almost bleeding. When they came to their senses, they looked at the silent night sky, fell to the ground silently, and burst into tears.

They watched helplessly as their former companions vanished. They had clearly embarked on a spiritual journey, yet their lifespans were shorter than those of ordinary people. They were puzzled. Wasn't the purpose of spiritual practice to achieve immortality? Why did people still die?

The longing for cultivating immortals and the beautiful illusions in the past were shattered by this war. It was difficult to adapt for a while and the spirit was on the verge of collapse.