"I just told him to take the nameplate back to my cave residence and wait for me..."
Seeing everyone looking at her, Yumo was so frightened her face turned pale.
"Quickly order the entire battlefield to be sealed off!" Someone shouted.
The demon clan's three-eyed elder's face darkened: "There's no time. In an hour, he'll have already escaped far away."
"No, anyone on the battlefield will intercept him whenever they see him. Maybe it's still not too late to give the order now." The man said unwillingly.
"He's holding Yumo's nameplate—who dares to stop him?" If anyone dares to stop him, how could he possibly get out of the city?" The demon clan's three-eyed elder spoke with a sinister expression.
"So what should we do?" At this moment, everyone was like ants on a hot pan.
One Ying Wudao escaped and made everyone uneasy. If Ying Wudao found the Caiyi clan and revealed the truth of history, the consequences would be beyond what they could bear.
"What else can we do? All they could do was hope he would die at the hands of the Purple Blood Clan. The three-eyed elder said with a gloomy expression.
"Actually, there's really no need for anyone to worry." At that moment, a small, thin figure like a child stepped forward from the corner and spoke.
This is a branch of Shadow Demons, skilled in assassination and scheming, and this clan is highly intelligent.
Hearing him speak, everyone's eyes lit up. Someone hurriedly said,
"Please tell us more."
The man replied calmly, "First, Ying Wudao's strength is average, and his body has long been drained. The chances of him breaking through the Purple Blood clan's blockade are low."
Second, even if he leaves, it won't affect us at all. After all, we are an alliance, not a single race. "
What do you mean?" Everyone was puzzled.
The man continued, "To put it bluntly, after this battle and we've all reaped the benefits, everyone will return to their own families and find their own mothers."
Even if Ying Wudao escaped, he wanted to identify him—who would he point to? Each of our clans has countless branches; looking for us is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Moreover, the Caiyi clan also has countless branches. Whether anyone would believe Ying Wudao's words is unknown. Even if they did, who would stand up for him, and whom would they turn to?
Besides, this matter isn't exactly a glorious event for the Caiyi clan. If Ying Wudao were smart enough, he would have kept this secret to himself.
Because if he gets out, his life will be in danger. Compared to seeking revenge on us, taking down Ying Wudao should be easier.
As long as Ying Wudao dies, no one will know about this, and we can't openly spread it out. In the end, it will just disappear without a trace.
So I say, everyone's anxiety is completely meaningless. It's better to stay in good shape and deal with the Purple Blood clan. "
Ah, your mind is really clever, hahaha. Looking at it this way, we really don't have anything to worry about."
"Exactly, there's really no need to worry. After this battle, we'll have to trace our roots. As long as we don't reveal it, who will know our secret?"
"Even if you know, so what? Does the Caiyi clan still have any shame? If they wanted to, they had to pretend nothing had happened. "
Hahaha..."
Thinking of this, everyone burst out laughing—it had really been a false alarm just now.
The three-eyed old man also nodded. That man's analysis was excellent; there was really no need for them to worry too much.
Yumo's anxious heart finally eased. Otherwise, if she had to bear the wrath of the entire alliance alone, she and her lineage would be doomed.
"Alright, Ying Wudao doesn't need to worry about him anymore, and don't chase after him. Don't draw the attention of the Purple Blood Clan.
After the meeting, all members of the Caiyi clan would be executed, leaving no trace behind. Everything else would proceed according to the original plan. The
demon clan elder with three eyes gave the order immediately, and
everyone immediately dispersed. At that moment, the atmosphere inside the demon clan's lair became tense. ...
"Long Chen, do you really trust Dragonbone Evil Moon?"
This time, it wasn't the Qiankun Cauldron bringing up old matters, but rather the divine sense of the Chaos Dragon Emperor.
Long Chen was silent for a moment before saying, "I believe it won't betray me. Whether it's justice or evil, it doesn't matter to me."
No matter what kind of past it has, I don't care what it has done. If it treats me sincerely, I can also risk my life for it. "
Very good."
Unexpectedly, the Chaos Dragon Emperor seemed quite pleased. In this regard, his perspective was completely different from that of the Qiankun Cauldron.
Then the Chaos Dragon Emperor fell silent. Long Chen wanted to ask it about the situation between the Dragonblood Legion and the dragon clan, but the Chaos Dragon Emperor had already severed contact with his divine sense.
The communication between the Chaos Dragon Emperor and Long Chen also avoided the Qiankun Cauldron, leaving Long Chen somewhat puzzled.
Now, among the Chaos Dragon Emperor, the Qiankun Cauldron, and the Dragonbone Evil Moon, there seemed to be many connections he couldn't figure out. But no matter what, the Dragonbone Evil Moon was still the same Dragonbone Evil Moon. It had never changed, so Long Chen's feelings toward it would never change.
The moment Long Chen held it, the man and the blade became souls connected. They were partners who shared life and death. If Long Chen doubted it, he simply couldn't.
Long Chen also sensed that the origin of the Dragonbone Evil Moon must be extraordinary, but that had nothing to do with him. He could entrust his life to the other party—would he really care about such things?
After all, the Qiankun Cauldron is still the Qiankun Cauldron; it is a divine artifact that may not understand human emotions, but the Chaos Dragon Emperor can read Long Chen's heart.
With the support of the Chaos Dragon Emperor, Long Chen immediately felt much better. He had felt a bit embarrassed because he had refused the Qiankun Cauldron.
Although the Qiankun Cauldron had already recognized him as its master and everything had to follow Long Chen's will, Long Chen had always respected him as a senior and rarely defied his wishes. However, this time, Long Chen truly could not back down.
"Damn it, why are you here again?"
As Long Chen was walking, a furious roar suddenly came from ahead. To his surprise, as he was following the general direction, he ran into the demon beast wielding a giant sword.
When Long Chen first came in, he used him to 'drive out' him in reverse, which was why he easily infiltrated the demon clan's lair.
The demon beast wielding the giant sword saw Long Chen again, the sword pointed straight at him, and its fierce killing intent instantly locked onto him.
But Long Chen completely ignored his killing intent and walked straight toward him. The demon monster instantly flew into a rage, stepping forward to teach Long Chen a lesson.
"Whoosh."
However, his figure was strongLong Chen raised his hand, and Yumo's life-bound nameplate was thrown out.
"Smack!"
The demon monster was startled. He naturally recognized the token belonging to the highest level of the demon clan and reached out to take it. When he saw the exclusive magic rune on it, he immediately recognized who the nameplate belonged to.
"Pfft" However,
just as he was about to identify the nameplate, a sword light swept across his throat. A large hand grabbed his head and headed toward the Purple Blood Clan.
"Thud!"
The headless corpse collapsed to the ground, still clutching the nameplate tightly, while Long Chen was already carrying the head away.
"Buzz... Long
Chen resumed his appearance. Just as he hung his nameplate at his waist, the name suddenly flashed rapidly.
"Not good," Long Chen's