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Chapter 2 - 2 Farewell!

"Go to the Great Thousand World, return to our homeland!"

"Homeland? Do we still have a homeland? Is this Heavenly Demon Emperor Saint Heaven's wish?"

Seeing the bitterness in Jiang Yun's eyes, Jiang Hong felt a pang in his heart. He couldn't bear to look and said firmly, "There will be. Where our clansmen are, that is our home!"

"Saint Heaven's intention is for you to grow in the Great Thousand World. In another hundred years, it will be the forty-ninth Great Thousand Demon Transformation Array."

"I'll go."

Jiang Yun replied with a firm tone, a fervent flame burning in his eyes. He had been in this world for six years and deeply understood that in this world, power was his foundation.

Years ago, he didn't know what Heavenly Demon Emperor Saint Heaven was planning for him, forbidding him from cultivating. Now it seemed everything was for the Heavenly Evil God; he wanted to plant a chess piece in the Great Thousand World.

Compared to a Heavenly Supreme who might stand at the highest echelons of the Great Thousand World, a Heavenly Demon Emperor of the Evil Spirit Clan seemed less important.

As for how Jiang Yun, a young child, would survive in the Great Thousand World, that was not within his consideration. After all, he was just a casual chess piece; if he succeeded, great, if not, they wouldn't lose anything.

The Extraterritorial Evil Clan's tens of thousands of years of planning didn't care about Jiang Yun as a chess piece; they had already arranged everything.

Jiang Hong stood up, hands behind his back, looking at the dim sky outside the Library Pavilion, his tone filled with bleakness, "This world is cruel. Once you go to the Great Thousand World, don't ever come back."

As he spoke, Jiang Hong took out a pendant and hung it around Jiang Yun's neck. It was a tower-shaped pendant, with seven ordinary layers, nothing special. Jiang Yun didn't know what it was, but since his grandfather gave it to him, he carefully put it away, hiding it under his collar.

"Never take this tower off, no matter what."

After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Yun's reply, Jiang Hong waved his sleeve, tearing open a dark spatial rift. In a blink of an eye, the Scripture Pavilion returned to its tranquility.

This was a dark space, with gloomy and oppressive skies where occasionally dark, wrathful-python-like destructive lightning descended from above.

Jiang Yun saw hundreds of people around him, just like him. Among them were not only his clansmen but also many humans from the Great Thousand World who had been captured and undergone 'baptism,' and even some from the Extraterritorial Evil Clan.

Evidently, Heavenly Demon Emperor Saint Heaven would not only arrange Jiang Yun as a single chess piece. Weak ants were everywhere. If it could increase the chances of saving the Heavenly Evil God, Heavenly Demon Emperor Saint Heaven would not care about the consequences of them being discovered by the people of the Great Thousand World.

Hollow and numb emotions appeared on everyone's faces. They didn't know what they were going to do, only that they were being sent to the Great Thousand World. These 'defenseless' people, once discovered by the Great Thousand World's inhabitants, would face certain death.

Only those who survived would be qualified to know the Extraterritorial Evil Clan's plan and gain their support.

"Time is almost up!"

A demonic figure slowly appeared. He sat there quietly, terrifying demonic energy overflowing around him. The terrifying destructive lightning, within a hundred zhang of the demonic energy, seemed to be corroded, rapidly evaporating into nothingness.

Jiang Yun looked in the direction of the sound, only to see the sky there in a shattered state. Silver-white destructive storms raged across the world. The storm seemed endless, devoid of any substance, like a void.

With that kind of power, except for a Heavenly Supreme, anyone else who entered would not escape death.

As if sensing Jiang Yun's stiff body, Jiang Hong tightened his grip on Jiang Yun's hand slightly and said softly, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa will protect you!"

Feeling the pressure in his palm, Jiang Yun slowly calmed down, blinking as he watched the space-time storm.

The territories of the Great Thousand World and the Extraterritorial Evil Clan were connected, but if someone from the Extraterritorial Evil Clan entered, they would easily be discovered. This time, they were going to use the power of the space-time storm to send these people to various parts of the Great Thousand World.

The most ideal places were the various lower Planes, where the Great Thousand World's power was weak, suitable for everyone to develop.

"It's time to depart!"

Accompanied by a grand voice, Jiang Yun then saw a large hand sweep across the sky, and a vast spiritual power flashed through his mind.

It was an imprint with mysterious runes. In front of it, there seemed to be no secrets. Just as it was about to reach the depths of his soul, black and white flames suddenly erupted from within Jiang Yun, blocking the rune outside his body.

"Oh?"

A puzzled sound rang out. The demonic figure turned to look, instantly seeing through the flames within Jiang Yun, and smiled sinisterly at Jiang Yun: "You must be that rumored genius of the Evil Spirit Clan!"

"Junior Jiang Yun greets Heavenly Demon Emperor!" The other party's laughter made Jiang Yun's hairs stand on end. Those eyes that saw straight into people's hearts made Jiang Yun very uncomfortable.

"Youxin Heavenly Demon Emperor!" Seeing the uncomfortable Jiang Yun, Jiang Hong spoke in a deep voice, stepping forward to shield Jiang Yun behind him, his cloudy eyes bursting with terrifying divine light, coldly staring at the demonic figure.

"Hmph!" Youxin Heavenly Demon Emperor grunted, looking at Jiang Hong with cold eyes, and said chillingly, "I didn't expect you to already be an Immortal Heavenly Supreme. What an Evil Spirit Clan!"

His tone was full of disdain and arrogance. He came from the Heart Demon Clan, one of the Thirty-Two Great Clans, and the Heart Demon Clan was quite prominent even among the Thirty-Two Great Clans, so he certainly had reason to be arrogant.

"The perfect bloodline of the Evil Spirit Clan?" Youxin Heavenly Demon Emperor glanced at Jiang Yun with disdain and then ignored him. With Heavenly Demon Emperor Saint Heaven's methods, there was no need to worry about Jiang Yun's issues. Heavenly Demon Emperor Saint Heaven held absolute prestige in the Extraterritorial Evil Clan.

"Rumble—"

Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted in the distance. In the far-off space-time storm, a tremendous sound shook the heavens and earth, even causing the ground to tremble.

As the massive sound reverberated, the originally wildly raging space-time storm gradually slowed down at this moment, becoming uncharacteristically gentler.

"Go, Yun'er. Once you're there, don't ever come back!"

As his voice fell, Jiang Yun immediately felt his body lighten. Then, a green streak of light whistled over, tightly enveloping him.

Jiang Yun looked back and saw the reluctant Jiang Hong, and also saw one living being after another being thrown in, among them his own clansmen.

Not everyone was as lucky as Jiang Yun, with a Heavenly Supreme personally escorting them. More people, upon entering the space-time storm, had their fragile barriers immediately torn apart by the space-time turbulence.

An incredibly tragic scene unfolded before his eyes. There were bones everywhere, blood mist everywhere. Many people were pulverized by the power of space-time without even a struggle.

'I will definitely return. I must change the fate of the Evil Spirit Clan!'

Jiang Yun watched with his own eyes as his clansmen were consumed like weeds, roaring in his heart. At this moment, he understood his path.

"Boom—"

The green stream of light, like a giant dragon, roared as it carried Jiang Yun into the silver space-time storm. Soon, that hint of green rapidly disappeared into the boundless silver.

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