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Chapter 210: Li Yu’s Return (2)

“Don’t worry, the Immortal Sect will send someone to save us! Qing Ye won’t dare to kill us!” Dao Yanzi pretended to be calm as he comforted Guo Shengxiu and the others.

However, he was well aware that they were about to die.

Lu Yuchen would probably find out soon that they had been defeated by Young Master Qing Ye.

Then, they would return to the Immortal Domain as agreed and request the immortal sects to send more experts down.

However, he had a feeling that there was no time left. The few of them were probably going to become the sacrificial offerings of the altar first.

The old Dragon King of the Azure Dragon Race, Long Guang, led his clansmen to the Primordial Dao Holy Land one after another. They had agreed to participate in the battle back then to take the Primordial Dao Holy Land for themselves.

As for the Nine-Headed Lion Race, they were guarding the Divine Firmament Holy Land. The other races were also guarding different Holy Lands. They were in a good mood. After today, they would usher in a new era.

A world ruled by the demon race was known as the demon era.

Under the Ancient Dao Fortune Tree, Young Master Qing Ye’s feet took root and fused with the roots of the Ancient Dao Fortune Tree, constantly absorbing its vitality.

The ancient tree rapidly began to wither, and its leaves fell one after another. Its Dao Fortune slowly dissipated, and it finally became a withered old tree.

Then, Young Master Qing Ye bowed deeply to the Ancient Dao Fortune Tree.

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In the Black Mist Mountain Range, in the ruins of the Limitless Holy Land. Everyone from the Clear Void Holy Land was still nervously searching for the spatial overlap point. They searched from day to night.

It was not until dawn that they finally found the intersection point. They quickly set up the array formation and prepared to activate the teleportation array.

“Everyone, activate the array formation!” Perfected Zi Xu ordered with a grave expression.

The other elders and disciples present were also nervous. Whether they could bring back the cultivators from the Lingtian Mystic Realm depended on the current situation.

At the same time, everyone in the Lingtian Mystic Realm was anxiously waiting for the Immortal Martial World’s response. They went from hope to disappointment, and from disappointment to despair.

At the moment, Li Yu was searching for a solution… the origin of the world.

He had already sent Long Yue to find the Azure Dragon Race to see if they could return to the Immortal Martial World through the demon race’s teleportation array.

However, the news Long Yue brought back made Li Yu’s heart heavier, and there was no response from the Dragon Palace.

This confirmed to Li Yu that something had really happened in the Immortal Martial World.

Therefore, his only hope seemed to be the source of the world he had obtained.

According to the system’s introduction of the world’s origin, Li Yu felt that if he could completely fuse with and grasp this origin power, he might be able to find a way to leave this place.

However, the fusion process was slow. The system indicated that this power was complicated and powerful. It would probably take at least a few days to fully fuse it.

However, just as everyone was getting anxious like ants on a hot pan, Perfected Taiqing and the elders of the Clear Void Holy Land shouted in joy, “There’s a response! There’s a response!”

They held special magic artifacts in their hands. They were magic artifacts that activated the spatial teleportation array, and they flickered with a halo.

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard the news and looked at Perfected Taiqing and the others with anticipation.

“Quick, activate the teleportation array and establish a stable spatial passageway!” Perfected Tian Hui shouted.

Everyone from the Clear Void Holy Land quickly activated the teleportation array with their magic artifacts and successfully established a stable teleportation passageway.

“Li Yu, come with us first!” Perfected Tian Hui said.

Li Yu did not hesitate. He was in a hurry to return and see what was going on, so he immediately followed the Holy Lords into the teleportation array.

Meanwhile, in the Primordial Dao Holy Land. Young Master Qing Ye looked at the dawn sky and said, “It’s time!”

Before he finished his sentence, he had already arrived in the air. He formed hand seals with both hands, and golden leaves flew out of his body.

A halo appeared on the leaves, and runes flickered, emitting an extraordinary aura.

“Open!” Young Master Qing Ye shouted. All the leaves instantly flew into the distance, and one of them instantly fused into the altar of the Primordial Dao Holy Land.

In an instant, the altar glowed brightly as energy ripples spread out. Strange totems surfaced above the altar.

At the same time, the phantom of a gigantic ancient green tree surfaced on the altar. Its thick roots were like flood dragons that pierced deep into the earth vein.

The tall tree trunk pierced into the clouds, and the lush leaves were like clouds that covered half of the sky.

“What’s going on?”

“Young Master Qing Ye activated that altar!”

Everyone from the Azure Dragon Race in the Primordial Dao Holy Land looked at the towering tree that had suddenly appeared in surprise.

The old Dragon King, Long Guang, frowned slightly. This altar seemed to be inconsistent with the situation described by Young Master Qing Ye.

However, as he was thinking, Long Guang’s expression suddenly changed. His body suddenly froze as golden light shot out from his body. A strange power surged madly in his body as if it was about to explode.

“Seed! It’s that seed!” Long Guang shouted in horror. He remembered the so-called immortal seed that Young Master Qing Ye had given them back then that could improve their strength and physique.

“It’s over. We’ve been tricked!” Long Guang seemed to understand something. Young Master Qing Ye did not seem to want the demon race to dominate the Immortal Martial World.

They were just pawns in a scheme. They might even be his prey.

Fear, anger, unwillingness, anger, and roars filled his heart, but he could not make a sound. His body was already completely dominated by that strange power and could not be controlled.

After a moment, Long Guang’s body stood on the spot in an almost strange posture. His feet were rooted into the ground, and his hands were raised above his head, turning into branches filled with leaves.