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The group chatted and laughed for a while, and then walked inside. Right now, they were all outside the valley, mostly occupied by ordinary demon dwellers. Originally, Xing Tian had proposed for everyone to fly to the Devil Soul Palace, but Wen Zheng refused. He wanted to take a good look at the changes that had occurred there after a thousand years. Wen Zheng, Xing Tian, and Chi You held each other's hands tightly. These three brothers had been together every day for a thousand years, but Wen Zheng had disappeared for a thousand years, and they had not seen each other for a thousand years. It was good enough that the other masters hadn't hugged their heads and cried this time.

When they arrived at the valley, they found that it was crowded with rows and rows of Demon Dwellers' houses. Although Chi You and the others lived in the valley, they usually lived in the innermost area of the Demon Soul Palace. They usually didn't come out, just like the gods that were worshipped in the human world. When those ordinary demon dwellers saw this group of strangers that they had never seen before, they were all very cautious. However, when they saw Xing Tian and Chi You, who were on either side of Wen Zheng, they were all stunned. They felt that they had seen these two people before, but couldn't recall where they had seen them before.

A youth with quick reactions suddenly thought of something. Why were these two somewhat similar to the two worshippers of the Demonic Temple? Chi You was still okay, but with Xing Tian's brainless appearance, he was probably the only one in the entire valley.

"Demon, demon god!" Those two are Demon Gods! " The young man shouted excitedly. The moment the youth called out, everyone realized that these two were exactly the same as the demonic gods they worshipped. No wonder they felt as though they had seen them before. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wen Zheng's group. The demon god was shouting loudly in his mouth. Not long later, Wen Zheng's path was blocked by all the demon dwellers.

"Ah, looks like I can only use the Flight Spell. You two, take me with you. I, I can't fly!" Wen Zheng said his last words in a voice that only he could hear. The skills of these two demon gods were taught to him personally. Who would have thought that one day, he would have to rely on his own men. In fact, Wen Cheng could indeed fly, but he couldn't fly for long. If these two demon gods brought him along, he estimated that it wouldn't take much effort before he could smoothly fly over. Instead of wasting all his energy and letting these two brothers watch him make a fool of himself, he might as well make it clear to them that he wanted them to take him away.

They flew up into the sky and hid in the clouds. When the demon dwellers saw their worshipped demon gods disappear, their faces became even more respectful. They were just like the ordinary people in the mortal world; they didn't have any spells.

Inside the cloud, Wen Zheng looked at the Xing Tian duo and said, "They've already seen us. We'll just leave like this. Not good, leave a few words for them."

"That's great!" Before anyone could react, Xing Tian jumped up and activated his rune. He cast a spell to condense the clouds into his own appearance and solemnly said, "Children, today, we went to receive a person, and he is our devil ancestor. Now, the devil ancestor has returned, and our good days are coming as well. As Xing Tian's voice fell, waves of blood-boiling roars rang out from below. Some people had even fainted on the spot due to excitement. They did not know about the situation. If they knew that their so-called 'Devil Ancestor' could not even soar into the clouds, they would probably go berserk and smash the statue of the God of Heaven.

After Xing Tian shouted, he turned to look at Wen Zheng. Seeing that Wen Zheng only nodded and didn't say anything, he turned to leave. Xing Tian didn't think too much and followed suit. The few of them did not fly in the air, but only walked through the clouds. Wen Zheng walked very slowly, and Xing Tian soon arrived in front of Wen Zheng. Seeing that Xing Tian was walking in front and twisted his butt, Wen Zheng wanted to kick him more and more. Wen Zheng finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked him a few times, but Xing Tian didn't understand. His boss used to kick him a lot, but that was for a reason.

"Why would a man have a woman's butt!" With these words, Wen Zheng got up and had the duo carry him over.

"It's my fault that my butt is big!" When Xing Tian heard this shout, it was because his butt was so big that he ended up kicking him?

"Do you think it's just a matter of your butt? "Fuck, I don't know how you did it. It's not like you don't know about NNND, but Boss is a real person and never lies to anyone. But you, you told those Demon Dwellers that we can leave in a short amount of time. Damn, don't you know that Boss doesn't even know how to fly?" Chi You cursed. With that, he got up and flew away. This left Xing Tian by himself, standing there in a daze.

Outside of the Demon Soul Palace, Wen Zheng stood there, looking up at his building of the virtuous palace. For a moment, he felt a bitter feeling in his heart; back then, when he had created three things in a row, the first was the Demon Soul Sword. The second was the Demon Soul Palace. The third was the Demon Soul Armor. All three items had their own soul marks, so they were all called Demon Souls. The Demon Soul Palace could be big or small, and was very convenient to carry around.

In the middle of the hall, there was a tall stage, nine meters high, five meters high, with two seats on both sides. Which two demon gods were there, and four meters up, there were three seats, and both sides were slightly larger than the demon gods below, but they were much smaller compared to the one in the middle, which was made by the Second Demon Protector. The largest seat in the middle was the one Wen Zheng was sitting on, only, for the past thousand years, no one had made this chair, but it was still spotless. This was a high platform. From top to bottom, there were demon god seats at a height of five meters and devil ancestor seats at a height of nine meters. Wen Zheng slowly walked to his seat, but he did not speak. He stared at the suit of armor placed behind his seat. It was the Demon Soul Armor!

Turning around, Wen Zheng sat on the throne. He closed his eyes and felt a sensation he had never experienced in a thousand years. Scenes of what happened a thousand years ago appeared in his mind one after another. Unknowingly, tears had already started streaming down his face.

A man doesn't cry easily, but it's not the time to be sad. Wen Zheng always pretended to be disguised as if he was happy every day. However, only when he reached the Valley of No Return and told her about his real home would he shed tears without any concealment. When everyone came into contact with Wen Zheng, they felt that he was someone who knew how to make a fool of himself. However, no one knew how much responsibility he would bear in his heart!