"I'll take you back."
Yue Xiyuan stood up and walked out of the door with a smile on her face.
The two left the Wanjing Pavilion and followed the original path out of the Mountains of the Dead.
Not long after, they arrived at the valley where Ling Tian had been before.
The valley here is guarded by Holy Spirit Guards and is the place leading to the ancient battlefield.
"Young lady!"
Several Holy Spirit Guards guarding the teleportation array saw Yue Xiyuan and spoke respectfully in unison.
"Young Madam?"
Ling Tian couldn't help but be startled when he heard this title, and turned to cast a doubtful look at Yue Xiyuan.
It seemed that he still underestimated the relationship between Yue Xiyuan and Mu Feng.
The two of them are probably married, otherwise how would the Holy Spirit Guard call Yue Xiyuan Young Madam?
Thinking about it this way, his senior brother is really not interesting enough.
When Yue Xiyuan came to the underworld, he was already there.
At that time, he was probably still in Wujiabao.
But Mu Feng didn't even invite him over for a wedding drink during his wedding.
He didn't believe that with Mu Feng's methods, he would not be able to find him.
But then again, he and Yao Yifei got married.
It seems that Mu Feng was not present either...
"Ling Tian, I will send you here."
Yue Xiyuan met Ling Tian's doubtful gaze, without any intention of explaining, she just smiled and said to Ling Tian.
Ling Tian was too embarrassed to ask any more questions, so he sighed helplessly, and then cupped his hands towards Yue Xiyuan, "Senior Sister Yue, please go back. I hope you can tell Senior Brother that I will go back to Futian Palace first."
"I'll tell him when he comes back."
Yue Xiyuan nodded slightly and did not leave in a hurry.
Ling Tian then turned around and walked towards the teleportation circle not far away.
A few months ago, Ling Tian followed Mu Feng and the Thousand-faced Emperor here.
Several Holy Spirit Guards guarding the teleportation circle had obviously seen Ling Tian.
Now that Yue Xiyuan was there to see Ling Tian off, they would naturally not block Ling Tian's way.
When Ling Tian stepped into the teleportation circle and disappeared, Yue Xiyuan turned back to the Mountain of the Undead.
Outside the ancient battlefield, at the altar in the Undead Mountains, the teleportation array shone brightly.
The eighteen altar guards intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the altar in the Mountains of the Dead.
After a moment, Ling Tian walked out of the teleportation circle.
On the altar of Futian Palace, the guardian of the Futian Palace altar immediately became energetic.
Ling Tian didn't pay too much attention to everyone's gazes, and stepped onto the altar of Futian Palace in a few steps.
"You want to go back to Futian Palace?"
The guard of the Futian Palace altar asked Ling Tian in surprise.
Three months ago, Ling Tian followed Mu Feng to the Palace of the Underworld and killed three quasi-emperors in the Golden Armor City of the Palace of the Underworld.
Although no one here was present at the incident, they all heard about it later.
In the eyes of the guardians of the Futian Palace altar, Ling Tian's trip to the Mountains of the Undead is one that will never come back.
After all, Ling Tian has a close relationship with the young master of the Undead Mountains. If he stays in the Undead Mountains, he will definitely gain a respected status. However, if he returns to Futian Palace, he will only become a member of the Black Armored Army.
"I should have passed the Black Armor Army Preparatory Camp assessment now, right? Naturally, I have to return to Futian Palace."
Ling Tian could understand the surprise of the Futian Palace altar guard, but he still answered with reason.
He didn't stay in the Mountains of the Dead and wanted to return to Futian Palace because of one person, his wife Yao Yifei.
Even though Yao Yifei's current identity is that of Futian Palace's imperialist daughter, he is still worried about Yao Yifei's safety.
In Futian Palace, not everyone respects Yao Yifei's identity as a palace-minded woman.
It's not like he can't see that some people have evil intentions.
"Of course it's passed."
The caretaker of the Futian Palace altar smiled and seemed to welcome Ling Tian back.
After saying that, he took a step to the side and took the initiative to make way for Ling Tian.
"You're welcome, Your Excellency."
Ling Tian bowed his hands to the guardian of Futian Palace altar and thanked him.
After the ceremony, he took a step forward and stepped into the teleportation circle.
He has always had a clear distinction between grudges and grudges.
Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.
Three months ago, the caretaker of the Futian Palace altar had extended a helping hand to him.
Without the help of the Futian Palace altar guardian, he was afraid that he would not be able to wait for Mu Feng to come.
At this time, facing the guard of the altar of Futian Palace, he did not dare to neglect anything.
"This son staying in Futian Palace is a great blessing for Futian Palace."
After Ling Tian's figure disappeared, the guardian of the Futian Palace altar began to whisper to himself.
The guardian of the altar of Futian Palace saw Ling Tian's talent in martial arts and knew it well.
Compared with Ling Tian's martial arts talent, the relationship between Ling Tian and Mu Feng is actually more important.
Although Futian Palace is one of the eighteen forces in the underworld, it is the weakest of the forces. The area it rules is within the territory of Zhuanlun and is surrounded by Zhuanlun Palace.
Zhuanlun Ming Palace has always wanted to destroy Futian Palace.
Previously, Futian Palace had only united with Jingtian Palace, so this could only be regarded as a grouping to keep warm.
It would undoubtedly be easier to protect ourselves if we had a powerful ally like the Undead Mountain Range.
Therefore, in the eyes of the altar guardians of Futian Palace, Lingtian is the key to the alliance between Futian Palace and the Undead Mountains, and its existence is a great blessing for Futian Palace.
At this time, Ling Tian had returned to the Tatian Ridge in the Bailian Jue Valley.
At the foot of Tatian Ridge, a group of black-armored troops were stationed.
When he appeared, all the black-armored soldiers turned to look over.
Judging from the surprised looks on these black-armored soldiers, they were obviously a little surprised by his arrival.
After all, it had been less than three years since the warriors from the Black Armored Army reserve camp entered the ancient battlefield.
Theoretically speaking, no one would leave the ancient battlefield so early and return to the Valley of Hundred Refinements.
Those who left early were only a handful of people who had cultivated into the Holy Emperor.
Such people are not common, only one or two appear after several sessions.
Ling Tian was also a little embarrassed because there was no one to greet him.
But he still walked down the mountain slowly and walked towards the group of black-armored soldiers.
"Ling Tian!"
Before he could reach the bottom of the mountain, a shout came from the sky.
"Xu Kun?"
Ling Tian looked sideways and saw three figures rushing towards this place.
The leader is clearly Xu Kun.
Behind Xu Kun were Wu Peng and Huang Mao from the Black Armored Army.
"You have the nerve to come back!"
As soon as Xu Kun and the two landed on the ground, they immediately scolded Ling Tian angrily.
"Why am I embarrassed to come back?"
Ling Tian glanced at Xu Kun and felt that he seemed to be looking for trouble.
"You still have the nerve to ask?"
Xu Kun scolded him coldly and asked, "Do you know how much trouble you have caused this time?"
"have no idea."
Ling Tian looked calm, not panicking at all.
But he also probably guessed it from Xu Kun's words.
What Xu Kun was talking about was mostly about He Zhizhou and the three quasi-emperors in Zhuanlun Ming Palace.
"Stop pretending to be stupid!"
Seeing that Ling Tian was not afraid of boiling water, Xu Kun asked again, "Who gave you the courage to kill He Zhizhou?"
"What? Can't He Zhizhou kill him?"
Ling Tian didn't care and asked Xu Kun with a sneer.
Xu Kun's eyes darkened, "He Zhizhou is the son of the commander of the Golden Armor Army of Zhuanlun Ming Palace. By killing He Zhizhou, you have offended the commander of the Golden Armor Army to death. His anger must be implicated in Futian Palace, who knows when Leading the Golden Armored Army to invade in large numbers. Can't you still kill them? Can you afford the consequences of killing them?"
