Cher's words lingered in everyone's ears, and every word was heavy, like the souls of those victims calling for an immortal memory.

Her tears are not only a mourning for the past, but also an uneasiness for the future.

Pan Letian's indignation seemed to surge from the depths of his chest, he clenched his fists, his muscles tensed with anger, and his muscles stood out.

Pan Ling'er's eyes were also full of tears, and the tears reflected in the shock were shock, I really didn't expect that her companion had such a bleak life experience.

The pheasant stood silently, its feathers slightly puffed up, its small body curled up silently, as if trying to digest the momentous news.

Even a bird can feel the heaviness of the moment.

Yebai stood there, as if he had become the guardian of this story, and his presence gave Cher great comfort.

But Yebai knows that although sadness is inevitable, it can't let it hinder the pace of progress.

In this treacherous continent, there is no room for negligence at every moment.

Yebai is no stranger to this land, the memories of his past life are as if they were yesterday, and the outline of every inch of land is closely connected to his soul.

However, in this life, he can't gallop on this continent like in his previous life, he still needs stronger strength and deeper planning.

Yebai's brows tightened, he needed to make a perfect plan, they needed a more secluded camp to prepare for the next operation.

His gaze wandered into the distance, looking for a place where he could provide them with refuge.

However, for Pan Lotian and Cher, this continent is more like a labyrinth full of unknowns and dangers.

They may have extraordinary courage and strength, but here they are not enough.

Yebai must guide them in the direction and withstand the wind, rain, thunder and lightning on the road ahead.

Yebai finally spoke, his voice unusually clear on the dead continent: "We need to move, this is not a long-term solution.

I have a hunch that there is a place on this continent where we can settle down for a while. ”

The tremors caused by their crossing from the Death Sanctuary to the Demon Teng Continent were too great.

Someone will definitely notice and rush over to check on the situation as soon as possible.

So, they can't stay here for long.

Pan Lotian and Xue'er glanced at each other, their eyes full of trust.

Although Xue'er's heart was full of resentment towards the Nantian Demon Domain and confusion about the future, in front of Yebai, all the uneasiness seemed to have found an outlet.

So, this temporary team began to travel through this black continent full of death under the leadership of Yebai.

Every inch of land they step on may hide countless dangers.

Yebai's gaze is particularly deep under the dark night sky, as if it can penetrate those secrets hidden in the darkness.

Cher nervously speculates about the fate of the Northern Demon Emperor, believing that her father is still alive.

Must have been imprisoned somewhere, used to threaten the remaining demon warriors in the Northern Demon Domain.

Yebai's silence revealed his approval of this speculation.

The strength of the Northern Netherworld Demon Emperor is well known, and if he really hasn't fallen yet, then the Southern Heavenly Demon Domain will definitely use him as the key to fighting against the Northern Netherworld Demon Domain.

However, Yebai's own realm is still very low.

Even if in the face of the power of the buckle, a strong person like Jinghai Cihang, the Supreme Elder of the Qingfeng Holy Land, only has the ability to fight.

If you meet a strong person on the ninth level of the Heavenly Ladder, there is almost no chance of winning.

The ninth step of the ladder of heaven breaks the shackles of life, and allows him to step on the ladder of cultivation, go up against the current, and explore the avenue of heaven and earth.

Nine steps of the ladder, each level up, more intimate with the avenue.

One step ladder, one step cave.

Each ladder has an insight into the will of heaven and earth, and has won the favor of heaven and earth.

And Yebai, the main reason for returning to the Moteng Continent.

Just because, he had a vague premonition.

His daughter is still alive.

Maybe hidden somewhere on this continent, waiting for you.

The safety of his daughter is like a call in the dark, making him can't wait to return to this world.

The surroundings seemed to echo this conspiracy, and the black clouds rolled in the sky, as if they were about to swallow up all the starlight, not even a trace of gentle moonlight.

The storms on the earth whipped up dust, and they were like invisible magic hands, constantly suggesting that what was happening on the continent was not accidental.

"If you want to imprison a Demon Emperor firmly," Yebai's voice rang out in the storm, intertwined with the roaring wind, "you must use powerful formations and imprisoning methods, plus a Sage-level guardian." The light in his eyes flickered in the night, like those secret and complex enchantments, making it impossible to look at them directly.

Pan Lotian and Pan Ling'er stood next to Yebai, their faces were hit by the sand flying in the wind from time to time, this rough feeling made people frown involuntarily, but it was insignificant compared to the shock in their hearts.

Yebai's inner turmoil reflects his extraordinary self-control and profound strategic vision.

In Xue'er's eyes, Yebai's silence may have been deep thinking, but she understood that in the face of powerhouses who might be at the level of the ninth order sage of the Heavenly Ladder, their strength was just a drop in the ocean.

Even so, Yebai's eyes did not lose their sharpness, and it was a kind of determination and wisdom that transcended the current hardship.

He knew very well that what they needed most at this time was not to confront the powerful man from above, but to be ready to go, accumulate strength, and wait for that moment to come.

In the relentless storm and all-engulfing night, they were like those hidden stars, waiting for the day to dawn to illuminate the sky.

The powerhouse of the ninth order of the Heavenly Ladder, that is close to the existence of mythology.

They are able to listen to the whispers of the stars, decipher the secrets of space, and even see time and space as nothing more than a canvas that can be folded and unfolded at will.

Yebai's memories of his past life told him that such an existence, once noticing their presence, would have disastrous consequences.

He closed his eyes and thought back to his past life.

Once, he had touched that height, and experienced the thrill of being in control of everything.

Even standing on a higher position, looking down on the gods.

But now, when everything starts again, he must hide and not reveal any light, because their current strength is vulnerable to the Heavenly Ladder Sage.

Suddenly, a subtle wave appeared next to their shelter, and the eyes of the night white snapped open, and everyone's hearts rose to their throats.

Friend or foe? Is it a Sage of the Ladder, or a wanderer who is also evading pursuit?

Yebai took a deep breath and calmed down, he knew that at this moment, they probably didn't even have a chance to escape.