A moment before the retreat room was closed, Yiyi was heard muttering to herself, "What are you going to cook for the young master tonight?"

Xiao Yi's face twitched.

…

The sun rises and the moon sets, cold comes and heat passes.

Time always passes by so inadvertently.

People often say that happy time flies by the fastest.

But who knows, peaceful days are the most rare, and they pass by without people paying attention, so they are the fastest.

Half a year passed in a blink of an eye.

Night falls.

In the courtyard.

When Xiao Yi walked out of the retreat room, he could already smell the fragrant aroma of rice.

Arriving at the center of the courtyard, on the open stone table, Yiyi had just been busy preparing food, bowls and chopsticks.

In the past six months, every day, Xiao Yi always came out of seclusion at this time, exactly.

Yiyi always prepares everything at this time.

Xiao Yi sat down and Yiyi walked behind him, "Young Master is practicing hard in seclusion today, are you tired?"

Saying that, Yiyi slapped Xiao Yi's back.

"Tch." Xiao Yi chuckled, "It would be strange to be tired if you just stay in seclusion for a few hours."

"Madam does laundry, cooking and housework every day, and she also has to take care of the many flowers and plants in the courtyard. She will be very tired."

"Not tired." Yiyi shook her head and smiled.

Xiao Yi glared, "If you're not tired, why are you lazy and not practicing every day?"

Yiyi stuck out her tongue.

Xiao Yi shook his head angrily, looked up at the night stars, and said softly, "It's been half a year."

The past six months have been very peaceful, but Xiao Yi feels more at ease than ever.

Every morning, I accompany Yiyi, or enjoy flowers, and sometimes 'supervise' Yiyi's practice. At noon, I practice by myself. In the evening, I go out, and the two of them enjoy the quiet night, eat delicious food, and admire the stars in the sky.

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"It would be great if this peace could last longer."

Xiao Yi did not say this sentence out loud, but lingered in his heart for a long time.

Perhaps it was because he knew that the legendary Emperor of the Underworld would eventually find him?

Or maybe... Xiao Yi doesn't know.

He couldn't explain the sense of crisis clearly.

But since half a year ago, this sense of crisis has appeared, and it seems to be meaningless, as if... it is destined, and even more as if it is imposed by heaven and earth!

…

The main study room of the main hall.

Except for Senior Que Luo, all the eight old people were smiling.

"It's been half a year." The master of the Demon Hunting Palace chuckled.

"In the past six months, we have been walking on thin ice, even preparing for the crisis, but what we are waiting for is nothing but calmness."

The Master of the Yaozun Hall nodded and said, "It seems that there won't be any action over there."

The master of the Fengcha Palace chuckled, "Oh, I thought that after that kid made a big fuss half a year ago, there would be huge waves."

The Master of the Shura Palace said in a deep voice, "That person knows everything in the world."

"Senior Yinhu Emperor was able to predict the return of the master of the underworld to the mainland. I'm afraid he has known about it directly for a long time."

"Young boy Xiao Yi is now the only hope and the only one in this continent who has a chance to break through to the imperial realm."

"In addition, there is now the danger of the secret Emperor Underworld reappearing. No matter how much Xiao Yi goes too far, no matter how much he becomes a dehumanizing demon as described by those hypocrites, he will only turn a blind eye."

Eight people, judging like this.

But they didn't know the sense of crisis that had arisen in Xiao Yi's heart over the past six months.

Xiao Yi never mentioned it.

…

The world is vast, but there is always a place that is regarded as a 'holy land', a 'fairyland', a 'promised land' that everyone flocks to and yearns for, even if it is in name only.

In the white mist, a figure slowly walked out.

Outside the white mist, a proud figure stood with his hands behind his back, staring carefully with sharp eyes.

However, even with his monstrous cultivation, even with his sharp sword-like eyes, he could see through the sky, but he could not see through this misty white fog.

On the other side of the white mist is the most mysterious place on this continent, the most impenetrable place where even a little prying cannot be done.

So far, I saw a figure coming out of the white mist...

"Miao Miao Tianjun?" A hint of surprise flashed through the sharp sword eyes of the Supreme Tianjun.

Since half a year ago, he has been standing here, holding his hands and staring, without leaving or moving.

This is the first time his eyes have changed in half a year.

In the white mist, another figure appeared, then the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth...

"The Holy Moon Heavenly Lord, the Liuhe Heavenly Lord, the Metal Fire Heavenly Lord, the Ancient Yuan Heavenly Lord." The Supreme Heavenly Lord's expression grew more astonished.

Five figures walked out of the white mist completely and stood in front of him.

"Supreme Heavenly Lord." Piaomiao Heavenly Lord said, his voice as before, ethereal and cold.

In the distance, in the white mist, clouds and mist were surging at this moment, and gradually dispersed in large areas, with... figures moving inside.

Figures, densely packed, appeared one after another.

"That's..." The Supreme Lord's eyes were completely filled with shock, "Is it possible that the ancestor..."

In his understanding, even these guys have appeared, so what they represent will be...

"That's right." Ancient Yuan Tianjun sneered, "According to the order of our ancestors, we will kill the one who defies heaven, Xiao Yi!"

The fourth update. (I’m just updating the first update tomorrow night in advance, I have to go out tomorrow)
Chapter completed!