This sneeze did not attract more attention, but Lu Yun was confused.

As a monk, he has been immune to all diseases, let alone catching a cold, so where does the sneeze come from?

After everyone discussed it, Lu Yun finally felt that he should go and have a look. After all, some time had passed since the previous war. What was the Demon Corpse Clan like there?

So, with a wave of his hand, he personally led the eight demon kings to Wuliang Mountain.

Wuliang Mountain, where the Demon Corpse Tribe resides.

The sizing demon zombies took a big ship and began to cross the ocean.

The fortune teller looked at the ship going further and further away, his eyes dull.

"Sir, if they just leave like this, how will they live in the future?"

"You want to leave too? Get out!"

The fortune teller has a bad temper and wants to kill all these deviants.

However, he cannot do this.

Suddenly, he felt several powerful auras approaching quickly. He looked back and saw that it was Lu Yun leading everyone.

"Lord Demon Emperor, what kind of wind brings you here?"

"I heard that all your clansmen have left. I came here to ask why. Could it be that we didn't greet them well?"

"Hmph, when did the Demon King show such kindness? Are you worried that my Demonic Corpse Clan will betray you?"

Lu Yun was startled, then smiled and said: "That seems to be right. I am just curious. Wouldn't it be better to wait for the opportunity to go home? Why do you want to leave the Eastern Spiritual World? Will life in the Western Spiritual World be easier?"

"That's different. At least we still have a place for our Demonic Corpse Tribe in the Western Territory." The fortune teller replied, "I want to prepare for my tribe so that I can take care of them in the future."

Lu Yun wiped his nose and said nothing.

"Sneeze!" The Bull Demon King rubbed his nose, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"Haha, it turns out that someone in the Demon Clan caught a cold. I thought we were the only ones in the Demon Corpse Clan who couldn't adapt to the climate!" Shen Shuzi joked.

"Oh? Your people sneeze too?"

Lu Yun suddenly realized something was wrong.

Regardless of whether they are monsters or humans, at least these are living beings with heartbeats, but the Demon Corpse Clan are different. They are reborn from dead monks and are lifeless.

Therefore, it is very abnormal for them to sneeze.

"How many of you Demon Corpse Clan are sneezing now?" Lu Yun said seriously.

"What? The Demon Emperor even interferes with our eating and drinking?" the fortune teller sarcastically said.

"No, I have said before that the Ten Thousand Years of Catastrophe is not just about poisoning living beings. Since Heaven is involved, it will definitely destroy all living beings indiscriminately in various ways!"

Hearing what Lu Yun said, the fortune teller also felt a thump in his heart.

"I don't know the specific figures. I'll find someone here to find out."

The fortune teller waved his hand, and the two demon zombies behind him hurriedly bowed and retreated.

"I hope the thing I'm most worried about doesn't happen." Lu Yun's face was gloomy.

His worries were not unreasonable. During the previous confrontation with Xuanyuan Wuming, he attracted the covetousness of Tiandao Xuying. If Yang Tiandao hadn't taken action, the consequences would have been disastrous.

But, who is Heaven? It is the executor of the will of heaven and earth, and it holds great power in its hands.

If direct massacre fails, other methods can be used to kill the creatures in all the worlds.

And the simplest and most direct way is - plague.

"If Tiandao really does this, then he is really nothing!" Lu Yun cursed in his heart.

It's better to fight like this than to fight openly. If I lose, it's my own lack of skill and it has nothing to do with others.

But if you use such shameful means to achieve your goal, it is simply a shameless act.

Just when he was muttering in his heart, Ye Qingcheng's four daughters suddenly arrived.

"Why are you here?" Lu Yun asked anxiously.

"What? You can come, but we can't come?"

"Thankfully we still care about you, how could you talk to us like this?"

"Xiao Lu Yun, I heard that something happened here?"

Lu Yun nodded slightly, but his face was still ugly.

"What I'm worried about is very likely to happen, so you'd better go back as soon as possible." Lu Yun told the four people his guess.

The faces of the four women changed drastically.

"This damned way of heaven will not lead a happy death!" Luo Li said angrily: "Xiao Lu Yun, I'm going to visit the Yin Sect to see if there is any way to deal with it."

After speaking, Luo Li left quickly.

Lu Yun thought about it. The things he was worried about would also be worried by other people, especially some powerful people, big sects, and aristocratic families hidden in the spiritual world. If they had a way, it would be best to do it over there.

Not long after, the two demon zombies sent away by the fortune teller returned.

"Sir, the two of us have checked two camps. There are a total of 130,000 tribesmen. Among them, there are about 30,000 sneezing tribesmen."

After Lu Yun heard this, he felt a little relieved. This ratio was acceptable.

But another demon corpse clan member said: "Sir, among these people, there are as many as 40,000 cough and other strange clan members."

"What!"

Lu Yun was shocked.

Counting this way, the total number is already more than half.

Xuanyuan Wuming brought hundreds of millions of demon corpses. If half of these people have various symptoms, what should we do?

If these demon zombies with symptoms were running around...

Lu Yun's eyes couldn't help but fall on the big ship in the distance.

"Dugu Piaoling, just ask for your blessings." Lu Yun sighed and shook his head helplessly.

The matter has come to this, and the top priority now is to quickly isolate these people and conduct further observations. All we can do is wait for the results.

"You have to rely on yourselves for the Demonic Corpse Clan. Those people must live alone and must not share food or accommodation with other normal people."

After Lu Yun finished speaking, the fortune teller understood what Lu Yun meant, and then nodded and said: "Don't worry, I don't care how many people in the spiritual world die, but I care about the safety of my people."

Lu Yun ordered the eight demon kings and the three women to rush back to the demon clan immediately to check the situation of the demon clan and explain the isolation.

At the same time, he also sent people to various major sects and aristocratic families to investigate the situation.

As for himself, he planned to see Bai Daolin again.

Without further ado, everyone took action separately.

Lu Yun offered twelve golden beads, then tore apart the space and stepped in.

Bai Daolin was not playing the piano in the small pavilion, and there was no more snow in the sky. It was the time when spring was warm, flowers were blooming, everything was reviving, and it was a vibrant scene.

"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor is so elegant that he actually came to my place to enjoy the flowers when he had time."

Bai Daolin, still dressed in white, appeared in front of Lu Yun with his hands behind his back.

Lu Yun frowned and said, "I'm afraid something big is going to happen in the spiritual world!"

"Those who sneeze? I have already expected it. What is supposed to come will always come." Bai Daolin was unfazed, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Aren't you in a hurry?"

"What's the point of being anxious? The soldiers will come to block the water and cover the ground with the earth. Just think of a way to solve it."

"Do you have any idea?"

"No."

Bai Daolin shook his head, picked off a small yellow flower, put it under his nose and smelled it.
Chapter completed!