The authority possessed by the token seems to have exceeded Ning Cheng's imagination.

If Ning Cheng had known that he had such rights at the beginning, he might not have accepted the token.

"I see."

Ning Cheng took a deep breath and walked across the palace into the depths.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, and the road leading to the empress's boudoir seemed extremely long.

Ning Cheng could even hear his own breathing.

He raised his head and saw that the ghostly fire he was staring at was suddenly lit.

The originally dark entrance to the passage gained a burst of green fluorescence.

"Coming?"

A voice sounded.

The empress's voice echoed throughout the hall.

Ning Cheng did not move forward, but clasped his hands and said respectfully: "Your Majesty the Empress, we are leaving. I will return this token before we leave. This gift is too big and I cannot accept it."

The voice fell silent for a moment.

The space was eerily quiet, and Ning Cheng didn't speak, waiting for the empress's response.

Until a gust of wind blew on my face, followed by a gust of fragrant wind.

The empress appeared in front of Ning Cheng wearing a gauze black robe with a noble face.

Ning Cheng picked up the token with both hands and handed it to the empress.

The empress did not reach out, but stared at Ning Cheng's face, and said condescendingly: "There is no reason to take back the things I gave you, so keep it."

"Can"

Ning Cheng wanted to say something else, but the Empress turned around and said, "Consider this a parting gift from me. After all, you once protected the Shura Realm."

With these words left, the empress disappeared into the darkness, and the ghostly fire was extinguished again.

Ning Cheng looked at the token in his hand, finally sighed helplessly, and then left the palace with the token.

Purdah.

The empress was lying alone on the bed, her delicate face reflected in the glass mirror in front of her.

There was a slight frown on that delicate face at the moment, and the charming appearance explained what it means to be as cold as ice.

Clenching her jade fingers slightly, the empress slowly closed her eyes, buried her noble head between her knees, and then fell into a deep sleep.

When Ning Cheng caught up with Fuxi and others, they were already in the giant space shuttle.

Originally, the giant shuttle should have left, but the people from the Shura Realm forced him to stay.

"Young Master Ningcheng, please get on the boat."

The old guard guarding the formation smiled and nodded and said, "I hope we can meet again in the past."

Ning Cheng nodded, clasped his fists and said, "There will be a chance."

Leave the Shura world.

Everyone planned to go to the Yao Clan first.

The inheritance of the Demon Emperor should have been completed.

It had been a long time since he had seen the Demon Emperor, and Daozu still missed him. Everyone sent messages on the deck to discuss the next plan.

Although he has decided to join the Xie Yue Sect to continue to improve his strength, he still lacks a foothold.

Obviously, Yao Clan is not a good choice.

"How about we also go and occupy a border area? Anyway, the jungle of the jungle is strong, and with Ning Cheng's strength and my trump card, Shaping Dao is nothing at all!"

Ning Cheng thought for a moment and took out the token of the domain lord he killed last time in the ethereal world.

"I don't know what the situation is like in the domain under Shangguan's command. After joining the Demon Emperor, we can consider whether to go and have a look. After all, I have the domain master's order in my hand."

The existence of the token has a special status for Dahuang. It is somewhat similar to the ancient tiger charm in the secular world, and is called a symbol of identity.

Whether it is the token of the Empress or the token of the Demon Slayer, they may have the same purpose.

"no problem!"

Everyone agreed with Ning Cheng's opinion.

Medicine clan.

As comfortable as ever, this is the first month since Yao Yueling returned to the Yao Clan, and nothing seems to have changed.

After returning to the Yao Clan, Yao Yueling was immediately summoned to the meeting hall by the clan leader and clan elders.

The Demon Emperor has successfully accepted the inheritance from that year and inherited many memories and bloodlines.

The strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

It was the Demon Emperor who found Yao Yueling.

He asked a lot about Ning Cheng and others. The Demon Emperor was extremely sorry that he did not follow them to explore the World Tree together.

However, when he heard that Ning Cheng and others would come to the Yao Clan to join him in the near future, the Demon Emperor was indescribably happy.

For some reason, Yao Yueling felt a different kind of emotion in her heart when she saw the Demon Emperor being so happy.

"Will you leave the Yao Clan?" Yao Yueling asked.

The Demon Emperor was silent, but still firmly told Yao Yueling that he would definitely leave.

Just as Yao Yueling joined the Xie Yue Sect without hesitation, the Demon Emperor had his own ambitions in his heart.

Even after the inheritance, a seed of his previous life was planted in his heart, which was cold and ruthless, and his whole person seemed more humane, but his thoughts would still not change.

Destroying the wilderness is still what the Demon Emperor wants.

Yao Yueling suddenly felt worried about gains and losses. This feeling was very strange, it was a kind of grievance after being abandoned.

As the ancestor of the Medicine Clan, the Demon Emperor still can't keep him even though he has inherited his memory and obtained the blood of the Medicine Clan?

In the noisy street, children were eating delicious sea animal fish meat, while Yao Yueling was walking alone on the street.

"Sister Yueling!"

"Sister Yueling!"

Children passing by would always call to Yao Yueling, play coquettishly on her, and would not hesitate to share the fish in their hands with Yao Yueling.

Yao Yueling had a satisfied smile on her face, but she couldn't help but look at a wooden house not far away.

Where is the residence of the Demon Emperor.

Ever since the Yao Clan gained an ancestor, nothing seemed to have changed, but Yao Yueling always felt empty.

When she reacted, her body carried her to the cabin like muscle memory.

Yao Yueling gritted her teeth and seemed about to knock on the door, but in the end she clenched her little hands and gave up, planning to leave.

"Is it Miss Yao?"

Inside, the voice of the Demon Emperor came.

Yao Yueling stood still, then turned around and responded: "Yes."

The Demon Emperor opened the door of the wooden house. He was still a little uncomfortable with his current appearance.

Since awakening the blood of the Medicine Clan, the Demon Emperor has always shut himself in the house. He feels that he needs time to digest it.

"Is something wrong?" the Demon Emperor asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Yao Yueling shook her head and left quickly.

Seeing Yao Yueling's leaving figure, the Demon Emperor frowned slightly. He could feel that Yao Yueling definitely wanted to say something to him.

However, the Demon Emperor did not force it. His strength was obtained because of the Yao Clan. Although the opportunity began because of his identity in his previous life, he was the ultimate beneficiary.

In front of the wooden house, the Demon Emperor looked around and saw the smiles on the faces of the men, women, and children of the Medicine Clan. Deep in the mountain, there were many warriors collecting herbs and studying pharmacology.

The memories in his mind gradually overlapped, and the Demon Emperor felt a little dazed.

It was as if I had returned to the past, and at that moment my heart became a little impatient.

At this moment, he suddenly couldn't tell whether he was the Yaodong of the Yao Clan or the Demon Emperor of the Demon Clan of the Three Realms.
Chapter completed!