After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

The days at Zhiyun Peak.

Luo Huanzhen diligently cultivated and studied during the day, and at night he would put on a warm and comfortable undergarment and climb into his soft bed to sleep.

Yun Yao spent some time with her as usual.

After she fell asleep, he got up and went back to his little wooden house to cultivate and meditate.

Today, Luo Zhenhuan went to bed early.

She heard from her master that the artifact repairman surnamed Duan would be coming in the next two days, so she needed to get enough sleep and stay in good condition every day so that she and her master could greet his arrival in high spirits.

However, Luo Zhenhuan had only closed his eyes for a short while when he suddenly woke up with a start.

Her heart was pounding wildly, and the scalding pain transmitted through the spirit pet contract in her mind almost made her scream.

not good.

Xiao Hei is in trouble!

Luo Huanzhen suddenly threw off the blanket and rushed out of the cabin barefoot.

She was like a little leopard in the night, darting towards the edge of the icy pool in the blink of an eye.

At this very moment, the giant python in the icy pool was thrashing about in agony, and the pool water seemed to be boiling, splashing up layer upon layer of waves.

"pain--!"

"It hurts!"

The Xuanlin Python's emotions entered Luo Zhenhuan's mind. The spirit pet contract made the master and pet of one mind, and Luo Zhenhuan was so sad that tears fell down his face.

She wiped away her tears, ran back barefoot, and arrived at Yun Yao's little wooden house. Luo Huanzhen raised her short little hands and pounded on the wooden door.

"Master, sob sob sob... Master Yun Yao, wake up... Something's happened to Xiao Hei..."

The door was opened from the inside.

Yun Yao's hair was not tied up, and his black hair fell to both sides. He was still wearing a green robe. His beautiful face glowed in the moonlight. He lowered his eyes and saw Luo Huanzhen crying like a little kitten outside the door.

"Master, Master, go check on Xiao Hei! Something happened to Xiao Hei, sob sob sob..." Luo Huanzhen said as he pulled Yun Yao's hand and dragged him toward the cold pool.

"Don't worry, Master will go and see."

Yun Yao bent down and scooped up Luo Huanzhen with his long arms. He took a step, and the two of them instantly appeared beside the cold pool.

Luo Huanzhen hugged Yun Yao's neck, tears streaming down his face: "It says it hurts, it hurts so much. Master, Little Black hurts..."

Yun Yao stood still, calmly observing the Xuanlin Python rolling in the cold pool for a while, and then a smile appeared on his face.

He gently wiped the baby's pink, tear-reddened face with his fingertip and said in a relaxed tone, "Don't cry, it's a good thing. Your Little Black is about to break through."

Luo Zhenhuan stopped crying and exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao Hei is about to break through...?"

The mirror in the Spirit Mountain Secret Realm says that Xiao Hei will never be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage in his lifetime, right?

Its bloodline inheritance is in the North Sea Secret Realm; without obtaining the bloodline inheritance, it is impossible to break through.

Yun Yao explained, "It seems to have some kind of bloodline restriction within it, but after forming a contract with Zhenzhen, Zhenzhen's soul realm became too domineering, causing the restriction within its body to loosen. However, because it was a forced breakthrough, it is in excruciating pain. But once it breaks through, your Little Black will no longer be a demonic python, but a black dragon."

The worry on Luo Zhenhuan's face disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"So that's how it is."

scared her to death.

Yun Yao nodded: "However, this step is also very dangerous. One wrong move and you could be annihilated, with your soul destroyed and never to be redeemed again."

Luo Huanzhen's heart sank again as he gazed longingly at Yun Yao.

Yun Yao smiled and said, "It's alright, Master is protecting it, it will be fine."

Luo Huanzhen nodded solemnly, climbed down from Yun Yao's arms, and sat earnestly by the edge of the cold pool, looking at the giant python in the pool with heartache in his eyes: "Little Black, don't be afraid, Master and I will stay here to protect you."

A gentle evening breeze was blowing.

The Ten Thousand Demon Banner on Luo Huanzhen's head also fluttered slightly.

A wisp of demonic energy leaked out.

Yun Yao, who was raising her hand to protect the giant python in the cold pool, shifted her gaze slightly. "Zhenzhen, take down the little flag and show it to Master."

"Okay."

Xiao Zhenzhen obediently took the little flag off her head and handed it to Yun Yao.

Yun Yao took the Myriad Demon Banner and sent a wisp of his spiritual power into it.

Soon, he sensed an incomparably powerful spiritual will emanating from the flag, which was even more terrifying than the ancient demons that Zhenzhen had summoned when she returned to the sect that day.

Simply put, this will is not on the same level as those ancient demons. At least it's like those ascended monsters from ancient legends.

However, he seems to be in a weakened state. If he recovers even two or three tenths of his strength, even I, in my Tribulation Transcending stage, would probably be unable to contend with him.

This is a major threat.

We must strike while the iron is hot and eliminate him as early as possible, in the very beginning.

Yun Yao, holding the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, said to the little dumpling sitting by the pool, "Zhenzhen, you play here, Master will go back for a bit."

Luo Zhenhuan nodded obediently: "Okay~"

Yun Yao hurriedly returned to the small wooden house with the Myriad Demon Banner in his hand. He sat cross-legged on the bed and re-immersed his spiritual energy into the Myriad Demon Banner.

This is a boundless, dark void.

Yun Yao roared, "Come out!"

There was no response from within the Dark Realm.

Yun Yao's handsome face froze for a moment, then he raised his hand and made a hand seal, forcibly breaking through a corner of the void and falling into the Myriad Demon Banner Realm.

Ravines and gullies abound, and mountains rise and fall.

This place is quite different from the outside world.

The sky and earth were a deep gray, as if they had been scorched by a fire; there was no color, no life.

On this land, there are scattered ancient demons of all kinds with strange appearances.

They were all standing in the same spot, looking up at the void above the Ten Thousand Demon Banner with great interest, as if watching a play.

But then the person who had entered suddenly reached out and tore apart the void, entering their world.

They were all stunned.

Until Yun Yao grabbed an ancient demon with three heads and casually snapped off the neck below one of its heads.

The ancient demons snapped out of their daze, screamed, and scattered in all directions—

"Run!"

"Another one at the Tribulation Transcending stage has arrived!"

"This one is bigger! And this one is even more ruthless!!"

"He snapped my dad's neck! He snapped my dad's neck without even blinking!!!!"

"Demon Lord!! Ahhh—Help! Help! Help! Help!"

Yun Yao looked up at the void and said coldly, "If you don't come out, I'll continue killing."

As Yun Yao finished speaking, a red figure gradually emerged in the void.

The shadow grew increasingly solid, finally landing in front of Yun Yao from the sky:

He was strikingly beautiful, with extremely fair skin and eyes of different colors—one purple and one blue—with iridescent vortexes in the depths of his pupils. He possessed long, silver hair that reached his ankles like moonlight, and wore a crown inlaid with jewels and bone fragments, resembling a twisted, colorful butterfly.

"Truly, even a tiger fallen into the plains is bullied by dogs. A mere cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage dares to kill a member of my clan whom I protect. My name is Banlan, the Demon Emperor of the Ancient Demon Clan. What do you wish to do?"

Yun Yao: "Go to hell."

He discarded the ancient demon with its two remaining necks, raised his hand to summon his natal sword, and attacked it directly.

Even in her weakened state, Banlan was still quite difficult for Yun Yao to defeat. The two fought fiercely, causing the sky and clouds to change color, sand and stones to fly, and everything in their path to destruction.

Only when Yun Yao was covered in blood, his vibrant red robes stained dark, did he finally demand angrily, "What exactly do you and that little brat want?!"

Yun Yao's expression was indifferent. "Nothing much. Take this."

Today he will fight with all his might to kill this scoundrel.

Upon hearing this, Banlan exclaimed in disbelief, "How hateful! You humans are so hateful! It's not enough that you made me your slave, you have to humiliate me like this!"

He thought it would take him at least a thousand years to awaken.

But the little child infused him with a large amount of nourishing demonic energy, causing him to awaken prematurely.

But to his surprise, as soon as he opened his eyes, a human cultivator rushed in and beat him up.

To think that he, a powerful being of the God-Demon Realm, who stirred up trouble in the Myriad Gods Realm, was actually beaten up by a mere Tribulation Transcending Stage cultivator in front of thousands of his clansmen!