"Grandpa, are there really some people who can control our life and death and deprive us of everything we practice?"

Looking at Ye Wangchao, Emperor Ye asked several times when he asked.

This is a kind of fear and worry from the heart. Even though I am now in the realm of creation, I still linger in my heart about the uncertain future.

All along, Emperor Ye felt that somewhere in this world, there was a pair of eyes staring at him and monitoring his every move.

This is a feeling from the depths of the soul, an emotion that is indescribable but always exists.

It seems that I am in a huge cage, no matter how hard I try, I will never be able to escape.

This feeling became more real when Grandpa said on Yuanxing that someone was watching them every move.

However, after my grandfather said that the person surveillance was the Yuwen clan of the Immortal World, he let him breathe a little, but now this feeling becomes more intense.

"What do you think?"

Ye Wangchao looked at his grandson deeply and walked over slowly. Then he reached out and pointed at his sea of ​​consciousness. A ray of divine thought came in. After a moment, Emperor Ye's expression became much brighter.

"I have told you that some things cannot be said, do you understand?"

"I feel a sense of crisis in my heart. I would rather believe it than believe it is not! I also told your father back then, and now I say it to you."

"The universe is vast. Although you and I can survive for thousands of years in cultivation, it is not the end. There are always some incomprehensible things. It is difficult to break free from the shackles of fate, but if you don't break free, you will always be in it."

"The only thing you have to do is to firm your steps and move forward."

"Well! Grandpa, don't worry, I know what to do."

He nodded heavily, and after a hint of divine thought before his grandfather, he knew in his heart that he should deal with this problem.

Doubt should be, but you should not doubt the way forward. Even if you know that some things are hopeless, there is not without hope in despair.

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After quitting from the main hall, his father Ye Zhiqiu chose to go to the side hall to practice. His grandfather Ye Wangchao was in charge of the entire Shanhai City, and the powerful pressure of the Mahayana realm directly enveloped the entire city.

Standing above the city wall, Emperor Ye looked at the demon army outside to dispatch troops, but no one on the outside dared to step beyond the line.

In order to avoid being subject to others' control, my father has embarked on the path of his own creation under the instruction of his grandfather.

Where is yourself?

He is indeed equipped with various martial arts, but who knows that these legendary levels exist? When the Taoist tradition is passed down, there really is no selfishness?

Are people who live long and far away more afraid of death the longer they live?

Will they leave behind the back door on the exercises and deprive them of their efforts to practice for the rest of their lives?

In his mind, Emperor Ye lingered in many doubts and was difficult to peel off.

"Although the cultivation level of the Creation Realm is good, it is far from grandpa and the others. If the war begins, I may not be able to help much. Since that is the case, it is better to abandon everything and practice again!"

"But before I abandon everything and start again, I will go to Yuanxing first and bring Wangyou back."

Although my father and grandfather had already arrived at the Nine Nether Abyss this time, the entire Ye family and their wives and children were still above the Yuanxing. If they abandoned their existing skills and practiced again, even if everything went well, it would probably take several years to rush to the realm of creation again.

In a few years, he really couldn't imagine whether the group of people with Xing Tian and others as the main force could withstand the attacks from the demon clan and other major sects of the Yuanxing. In addition, the Yuwen clan would never allow the Ye clan to continue to be safe on the Yuanxing, and would definitely think of other ways.

"I can't help much with my current cultivation level. If I stabilize my cultivation level, I will set off directly."

After making a decision in his heart, Emperor Ye turned around and walked down the city of Shanhai City.

After practicing for a few more days, Emperor Ye woke up from entering into meditation. His cultivation was completely stable. He felt the turbulent true energy in his body and slowly walked out of his room.

Outside the city, there were roars, and the direction of Cangyuan Sea, the sound of war came from time to time while he was practicing in the past few days.

Although I didn't go to investigate, the tense breaths of souls that were traveling back and forth in Shanhai City had already explained everything.

Since mastering the method of entering Cangyuan, the demons began to attack the original indigenous peoples of the Nine Nether Abyss on the Cangyuan Sea.

The real roar is the sound of the demons and other tribes fighting in the near-shore.

"According to this trend, the various races on Cangyuan Sea may not last long, and the assistance we rush to Shanhaichenghai Road will be completely cut off."

"It seems like I'm going to help them."

Behind him, Ye Tianxing's voice suddenly rang.

"Are you going to leave?"

"Old Ancestor, I am going to leave the Jiuyou Abyss soon and head to Yuanxing."

Emperor Ye nodded respectfully and agreed, and then said.

"Well, this is a barrier. After passing this barrier, the situation may change again. Under the instigation of those lackeys in the fairy world, the demon clan has been crazy about being crazy recently, attacking other tribes."

"The news I just received was that the Demon City on Motian Cliff and the Demon Cangtian Temple on Hanhai Lake had been affected to a certain extent, and the other major tribes of the Demon Clan were also about to move."

"Once the war begins, it's hard to say whether my Shanhai City can be saved, even if your grandfather is in charge."

"Is it that serious?"

Emperor Ye frowned and turned his head and said.

"Shan Haicheng is not the Shan Haicheng of the past, and it is difficult to withstand this wave."

"My grandfather is now in the Mahayana realm, can't he?"

"He can't change all the situation by himself. According to reliable news, the three great demons have made breakthroughs in recent times, especially the Aotian Demon Lord, whose cultivation level may have been close to your grandfather."

"Once these three people plagued your grandfather, Shanhai City would be completely exposed to the other party's attack."

"Also, the Skywalker entered the Nine Nether Abyss through the secret technique and brought the method of soul refining. At that time, the billions of soul bodies in my Shanhai City will be unable to escape."

Ye Tianxing frowned.

"The Emperor."

"Old ancestor, you said?"

"If possible, abandon your existing skills and create your own skills. This is the only way out!"

Ye Tianxing's words shocked Emperor Ye. After his grandfather said this, it was Ye Tianxing again.

"Old ancestor, you..."

"The Ye tribe has a shortage of martial arts. Some people above just want us Ye tribe to be the pawns in front of the saddle and horse behind the horse."

He pointed to the direction of the sky, Ye Tianxing wanted to speak but stopped.

"Anyway, you understand it in your heart. The better you give up, the more you can get liberation."

"By the way, if you go to Yuanxing and find that Shanhai City is falling, you can go to Hanhai Lake to Zangtian Temple. Your Tiangu Ancestor and your grandfather have already explained everything."

"Remember, in such a chaotic world, death is inevitable. No one wants to give up his relatives and friends around him, but there is no victory without sacrifice!"

"Learn but accept it, and face it. When you step into the ranks of powerful people and enter the supreme position, as long as your soul does not dissipate, everyone will be resurrected."
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