Yè Cāngmíng's figure gradually vanished into the dim sky, his dark robes finally reducing to a small black dot that merged completely into the surging clouds in the direction of the Demon Realm. Ye Wuchen stood with his hands behind his back, his scarlet demonic pupils gazing long into the direction his younger brother had left. The barrier runes lingering on his fingertips were still faintly glowing.
Yan Luoluo stood three paces away from him, keenly sensing the tight tension in the air. This mighty powerhouse who could make the entire Demon Realm tremble was, at this moment, shrouded in mortal-like anxiety.
"If you're so worried," she broke the silence with a deliberately relaxed tone, "then just follow behind him and watch him get back to the Demon Realm. There's no need for you to come back to the Immortal Alliance with me."
Chapter 85