The sky here is always covered with thick gray clouds, and the sunlight can hardly penetrate the clouds, giving the illusion that there will never be daylight.

The occasional wind mixed with sharp grains of sand, like unwilling spirits weeping, whistling across the barren earth and rolling up bursts of yellow sand.

The remnants lived in very simple stone huts, mostly made of stone blocks, with roofs made of hard animal skins, which was the only way they could fight against nature in harsh conditions.

Between the stone houses, the narrow paths were paved with gravel and gravel, and the children were accustomed to the sting as they ran barefoot.

Such a place is more barren than a desert, but very few people are here.

In the shattered Demon Domain, the former glory has become an ancient legend, where Xue'er and Murong Yunhai, the leader of the remnants, reunite.

Murong Yunhai, whose name used to be just an inconspicuous domestic servant in the Northern Netherworld Demon Domain, but now, he is the leader of the remnant clan and bears the burden of the survival of his clan.

"Xue'er, I didn't expect that in such a situation, we would still be able to meet." Murong Yunhai's voice carried a hint of vicissitudes.

A hint of surprise flashed in Cher's eyes, and the image of the servant gradually overlapped with the burly leader in front of her in her memory.

She asked softly, "Sea of Clouds, what happened after the Northern Nether Demon Domain?" ”

Murong Yunhai sighed, looking into the distance, as if he had traveled through time and space, returning to the turbulent years: "Since the Northern Demon Emperor was captured, our Demon Domain has become a plate of scattered sand.

The Southern Heavenly Demon Domain took advantage of the void and frantically devoured and integrated, and our land, resources, and even clansmen became their spoils.

Only those of us who were scattered in our tribesmen, with our desire for freedom, ran all the way out of that hell.

The entire Northern Demon Domain is now almost in name only. ”

Murong Yunhai's eyes were full of sadness, and his voice was low and reverberating, penetrating people's hearts.

In this case, even Pan Lotian and Pheasant, who were standing next to Yebai, seemed depressed.

Murong Yunhai took a deep breath and continued slowly, "Most of the regions have been controlled by the Southern Heaven Demon Domain.

And those of us who escaped can only hide in these barren places like wild beasts chased by hunters, surviving for a long time.

Such a remote and inhospitable place, it is difficult for them to find it, and they do not bother to come here.

It's just that this time has been a little different......"

Different?

Yebai frowned slightly.

I had a hunch that something might have happened.

Xue'er clenched her fists, and a trace of anger burned in her eyes: "How could my former homeland end up in such a field?

Damn, I must let the Nantian Demon Domain pay for the blood debt when the time comes! ”

A little girl of six or seven years old.

Just like an adult, clenched your fists!

Gritted teeth swear!

Such a feeling, in line with the incomparably desolate scene now.

But it's so harmonious.

Yebai didn't think it was strange, and Murong Yunhai also felt that it should be so.

Murong Yunhai looked at Xue'er, with a hint of complexity in his eyes, and said, "Today, there are only a dozen small tribes like us left in the Northern Underworld, and each tribe has only dozens or hundreds of people.

All of us combined, there are only a few thousand of us.

Back then, when our Demon Emperor gave an order, the number of realms trembled, and now ......" His voice became lower and lower, and finally almost turned into a murmur.

There was an indescribable grief and unwillingness in Cher's heart, and she knew that she couldn't just give up.

She needed to find a glimmer of life for these struggling people, and she needed to find the force that could turn the tide of things.

The fate of the Northern Demon Domain may be in her hands.

Grief and anger hit Cher's heart like a tidal wave, and she stood there, her body as if she was being crushed by a boulder.

Seeing Xue'er's sad and angry expression, Yebai couldn't believe it.

This little girl, at a young age, has taken on a mountain of responsibilities.

It's hard to imagine, how will Cher support it in the future?

Murong Yunhai's words echoed in Xue'er's ears, but they were like whispers from a distant otherworld, ethereal.

"I... We are now... The strength is too weak..."Cher's voice trembled a little, her hands fell weakly, and the expression on her face was so helpless and sad.

Murong Yunhai was silent, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

"Cher, I understand your feelings.

We are indeed powerless now, and to fight against the Southern Heaven Demon Domain is like hitting a stone with an egg. ”

After Murong Yunhai finished speaking, his whole body trembled, and it was difficult to control his emotions at all.

Yebai and everyone present were silent.

Everyone's face was full of struggle and unwillingness, but they also knew that with their current strength, forcibly rescuing them would not only kill themselves, but also put the entire ethnic group in greater danger.

"We need time, we need more strength," Yebai finally spoke, with a hint of determination in his tone, "The only thing we can do now is to protect ourselves first and improve our strength."

Wait for the time, wait for the day, we can have enough strength to rescue the Northern Demon Emperor and rebuild our homeland! ”

His words, like a spark of hope, were warm and firm in the hearts of every tribe.

Xue'er took a deep breath and looked up at her companions, although there were still tears in her eyes, there was more of a determined light: "We can't give up, no matter what, we all have to become stronger, for the sake of our father, for the sake of the Northern Netherworld!" ”

In this barren land, the hearts of a group of remnants are rekindled.

They may be weak, but their hearts and determination are indestructible.

They know that this is just the beginning and that the road ahead is long and difficult, but as long as there is hope, they will not give up.

Yebai returned to the camp, the moonlight falling on his resolute face like water.

Murong Yunhai waited on the sidelines, his eyes filled with nervousness and worry.

From Xue'er's words, he knew Yebai's identity.

also knows that Xue'er is still young now, and if there is hope, it can only fall on this man who seems to be young and strange.

The atmosphere in the camp was also solemn as a result.

"The people of the Southern Heavenly Demon Domain will be here soon." After a long time, Murong Yunhai had the courage to speak again.

His voice was low, and every word was as heavy as a lead ball.

Yebai's brow furrowed, he realized the urgency of the situation, but at the same time saw the opportunity lurking in it.

"Our previous whereabouts have been revealed, and the team sent out is actually looking for a new hiding place." Murong Yunhai stammered, "However, this also gives us a chance. ”

"What chance?" Yebai quickly grasped the point of the topic.

He was full of curiosity about such things!