Archfiend

Visiting the Grand Dukes one by one, paying off their debts one by one. When he came out of the house of the last Demon Grand Duke who owed him a debt, Xu Yangyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"The ancients said that debt-free is light, which is probably the state..." He murmured while looking at the fiery red sky of hell.

He could not pay it back. But he chose to pay it back.

Probably... because he was leaving, he didn't want to owe anything, didn't want to leave anything behind.

Go quietly, come quietly, leave a strong and colorful mark in history, and bid farewell to the clouds in the west.

He himself didn't expect that he would suddenly have such a state of mind.

Just to seek a relaxed state.

He met the people he should meet, including those he shouldn't meet, such as Andrina, and finished a meal with the other party trembling, waved his hand and left, leaving the inexplicable Princess of the Ferres family.

No one knew what he wanted to do. He seemed to be an ascetic in hell, walking aimlessly in hell. No one knew when he would leave. The last person to see him was the Grand Duke of the Holy Flame Remnant.

Xu Yangyi took away Ferres' contract and quietly took Yuhe with him. No one knew when he left.

Space intertwined, when he and Yuhe set foot on the land of the Seven Realms again. It was more than a week later.

"Is this where you want me to stay?" Yu He sniffed: "I hate the smell here..."

"You are a demon, so you are naturally close to hell. But the passage between here and hell has been opened. You only need to show up when there is something going on, and occasionally show up." Xu Yangyi glanced at it: "You and I are one, and you should try to show up in my appearance in the future. Don't deliberately tell others that I have left, let them misunderstand for as long as they can."

"In addition, there are some sects that will not perish if you don't die. This is my promise and is also written into the contract. You can't betray it."

"What about you?" He said and left casually. Just when his figure was about to disappear completely, Yu He suddenly asked.

"I... am going to a very far place." Xu Yangyi said lightly: "From now on, you should try to be familiar with my words and deeds. I will tell the sect's chief and deputy sect leaders about this matter. In addition, you take this."

A storage ring flew into Yuhe's hand, and he continued: "It contains my understanding of impacting the Taixu realm, and a large number of elixirs, all of which are top-grade elixirs in the Danzun realm, and they are invaluable in hell. If you have these, you will not be able to impact the Taixu realm within a hundred years..."

His voice turned cold: "By then, this king may not have left this starry sky, I am afraid... I will personally take away your spiritual wisdom."

After saying this, he casually pinched a spell, his lips moved slightly, and it took more than ten minutes. Then a red paper crane condensed in the air. This is a communication paper crane that can only be used by the five kings and two queens. As long as it is within one of the seven realms, it will arrive in an instant, and it will not exceed a hundred breaths across the realm.

The paper crane turned into a stream of light and sank into the sky. Xu Yangyi took a deep look at Tianjian Villa. Gently closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and his figure disappeared into the void like smoke.

He couldn't wait any longer... Now the last thing left was to go to Earth to complete everything.

Tianjian Villa, main peak.

The entire Tianjian Villa was busy, countless supplies were moved out and loaded into huge flying boats. One by one, teleportation arrays of a thousand meters were opened in the air - this was sponsored by several major chambers of commerce in Liuhuo River, opening the portal leading directly to the new site of the Five Kings of Liuhuo River.

At this moment, a red light sank into the main peak and fell into the old hands of Wanzhong Saint. He took it gently, and a paragraph of words flew into his ears. Then, he sat there in silence for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Lao was next to him. This was a fairly large room, about two or three hundred meters, with scattered sect scrolls everywhere. At this moment, many Jindan foundation-building cultivators were working hard. There was an endless flow of people.

Wanzhong Saint did not speak, and flew the paper crane into Jiang Lao's hands. Looking at the sky outside, he murmured: "Although I have long guessed that this day would come... but it has really come... I still feel a little reluctant..."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Lao closed the paper crane, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't.

The two stood side by side at the door of the cave, looking at the brilliance of the sky that almost formed a galaxy, Jiang Lao suddenly smiled and said: "Okay."

"Yes... okay." Wanzhong Shengjun whispered: "Two billion spirits... the Seven Realms is not his goal, his goal should be in the vast universe. If he really stays in the Seven Realms, it will be a burden."

"Besides, hasn't he arranged everything?" Jiang Lao raised the paper crane and smiled: "Nothing has changed."

Jiang Lao's mouth curled up, then pursed it into a line and nodded: "Yes, nothing has changed."

He raised his hand, a spiritual power rushed out, and the paper crane turned into ashes.

"What happened today will rot in our hearts. Just think... King Xuanyuan is still in the Seven Realms."

Old Jiang stared at the sky for a few minutes, and suddenly said, "Do you think... he will come back?"

"Yes." Wanzhong Saint Lord was very sure: "But we can't wait until that day."

Xu Yangyi was determined to leave, so he didn't plan to be greedy for wealth and glory.

The reality of the universe is what he yearns for. Now that he has the final goal, how can he endure thousands of years of practice.

Without notifying anyone, he only left the letter and quietly stepped onto the Flowing Fire River.

A month later.

The river of flowing fire is the node of the teleportation circle. The teleportation circle leading to anywhere is here. At this moment, a Nascent Soul monk who was responsible for guarding the magic circle was standing in front of a man covered in black robes, sweating profusely.

The other party didn't have a trace of spiritual power, but as a Nascent Soul, he was trembling. Like a rabbit standing in front of a tiger.

A few months ago, he received instructions from Qiu Hong, the maid of King Xuanyuan, that King Xuanyuan was going to a ruined plane called the Realm of No Return. No one should know about this.

He didn't care, after all... there was only one person who had the final say in the River of Flowing Fire. Where he said he was going, there was no need to record it at all.

Out of professional habit, he took a look at the information on No Return, but this sight made him break out in a cold sweat.

The plane sealed by Xia Hou, Shen Guolao, the third princess and other digital Taixu... The opening of this plane even requires notification of all Taixu. Is it really appropriate for King Xuanyuan to do this?

What he didn't even expect was that he had no room to refuse at all, because he never dreamed that that person would stand in front of him.

"See, see, see King Xuanyuan..." His legs trembled as if he was about to kneel down. Xu Yangyi waved his hand: "Remember, there is no King Xuanyuan today. The teleportation circle of the non-returning realm has never been opened. You will not remember this later. As compensation, your lineage will enter the sky. The inner gate of Jianshan Villa.”

"Yes..." Monk Nascent Soul wiped his sweat and finally made up his mind: "Sir, in one hour, the defensive force of the magic circle will change. That is the time when we are most relaxed. Do we set out at that time?"

"You make arrangements." Xu Yangyi's figure disappeared into the cloak: "Don't, go out, make a mistake."

"Yes Yes!!"

An hour later, a long-abandoned teleportation circle opened silently. No one could see it. A figure instantly disappeared into it. Then the teleportation circle closed, as if nothing had ever happened.

The Nascent Soul cultivator stood beside the teleportation circle with dull eyes, and after a few seconds he shook his head: "What's going on?"

"Why am I here?"

His mind felt a little tingling, and he frowned and thought for a long time. I always feel like I've forgotten something important, but I can't remember it.

"What a ghost..."

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Light and shadow intersect, Xu Yangyi has stepped into too many teleportation circles during this period, and Xu Yangyi is already familiar with it.

"Why?" He suddenly said while sitting cross-legged in the void passage.

"You still ask why? I want to ask more why." A somewhat angry voice sounded from within the body, and in a moment, a white light flashed, and the fish intestine spirit body appeared beside him.

"Why...you made this decision without telling anyone else? Or even me?"

"After you became Taixu, you actually sealed my consciousness! How can you be sure that I won't follow you?!"

His voice was loud, like a question. But Xu Yangyi was not angry at all. The two of them had gone through too much together. They faced Taichu in the Tower of Babel, challenged the ten holy swords, faced several great Nascent Souls in the Zhenwu world in the War of All Realms, and faced the Space God underground. Su Xingyao, the destined daughter of Ze, faces the evil gods in hell, and the Morning Star Demon Dragon in the Void Pyramid...

Step by step, they have become indistinguishable from each other.

"It didn't follow me." Xu Yangyi didn't answer, but said quietly after a long time.

Yuchang was stunned and pondered for a moment: "Chu Zhaonan? Zhao Ziqi? Mao Baer?"

"Dog." Xu Yangyi sighed: "He is the friend who has been with me the longest. He didn't even choose to be with..."

He finally showed a hint of weakness. No one is made of steel. Even the toughest person will have a weak side. It's just that they hide it too well. Let everyone think he is invulnerable.

But, he is still human.

He is not an emotionless Yahweh. He is not a god who can be indulged in pursuing the feeling of "living", because... he is "alive" himself.

Live as a human being. There are seven emotions and six desires, including joy and sorrow.

"It didn't follow." He lowered his head slightly, and there was a hint of choking in his voice that no outsider had ever heard before. It was just a hint, very faint: "After all these years, it should be a good time and good scenery."

Yuchang sighed: "Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them to?"

Xu Yangyi looked up at the stars: "This road is too difficult, and... it's just my wishful thinking..."

"'I' want to see the reality of the universe, 'I' want to go to the temples, 'I'...want to know everything..."

"Instead of 'us'..."

He slowly raised his head, his expression returned to normal, but the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said hoarsely: "I don't know how many thousands or tens of thousands of years this journey has taken... Maybe he will never reach the end in his lifetime, or maybe he will end up in an unknown corner of the universe. .How can I force you for my own selfish desires?"

"Even that stupid dog sensed extreme danger..." He slowly closed his eyes: "I... didn't dare to ask..."

"I am also a human being, and I am also afraid...I am afraid of getting more rejections."

"It would be more free and joyful for me to let go."