Chapter 1133: The Land of the Celestial Demons

The demon cultivator was horrified and tried to dodge quickly, but he was already a step slower.

The sword power of the Dusk Sword was like a meteor streaking through the night sky, accurately hitting the chest of the demon cultivator.

"puff!"

The demon cultivator spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his body fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

Zhou Yiqiao did not stop there.

The vitality of demon cultivators is extremely tenacious. Once you attack them, you must kill them in one fell swoop.

He flashed and followed closely behind, controlling the Netherworld Demon Sword to attack again. The sword light flashed, leaving no chance for the demon cultivator to breathe.

Under Zhou Yiqiao's violent attack, the demon cultivator was finally unable to hold on and was pierced through the heart by Zhou Yiqiao's sword, completely ending its life.

After the battle, Zhou Yiqiao stood there, gasping for breath. Although he won, it also consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

After picking up the storage bag of the demon cultivator, he was just about to find a place to regulate his breath when he felt the fluctuation of spiritual power behind him. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked behind him.

He turned around slowly, his eyes as fast as lightning, penetrating the layers of trees, and saw that the demon cultivator hidden in the cave by Zhou Yiqiao was now walking towards him.

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes were full of vigilance. He had just experienced a fierce battle and his spiritual power was almost exhausted. He was at a sensitive moment.

If the demon cultivator he rescued made any inappropriate move, he would take action without hesitation to ensure that he would be invincible.

Zhou Yiqiao clenched his palms slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. Although his spiritual power was almost gone, his spiritual sense was still strong enough to detect any potential threat in an instant.

The rescued demon cultivator seemed to be aware of Zhou Yiqiao's vigilance. It stopped, kept a certain distance, and spoke slowly.

"Human monk, there is no need to be nervous. I mean no harm."

Zhou Yiqiao did not let down his guard and responded in a deep voice.

"Why didn't you stay in the cave and recover from your injuries instead of coming out to look for me?"

Lang Ye felt that Zhou Yiqiao's vigilance had not diminished, so he simply took off the storage bag from his waist and threw it aside to further demonstrate his peaceful intentions.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, my name is Lang Ye, and I am a warrior of the Sky Demon Clan."

"First of all, I want to apologize for my rudeness earlier."

There was sincerity in Lang Ye's tone.

"Secondly, I want to sincerely thank you for saving my life. If you hadn't saved me, I would have been killed by that traitor today."

Seeing Lang Ye's frank attitude, Zhou Yiqiao's vigilance was slightly lowered, but he still did not let his guard down.

"No need to be polite, Brother Lang Ye. Since you are fine, you may leave first. I will stay here for a while."

Zhou Yiqiao responded calmly, and his words clearly showed his intention to send the guest away.

He knew very well that in this land of Zoroastrianism where demons were rampant, even if he saved a demon cultivator, it did not mean that he could completely trust him.

After all, racial divisions and conflicts are too deep-rooted to be easily ignored.

When Lang Ye heard this, his face was filled with gratitude.

"I, Wolf Night, will always remember your kindness and strength."

"Although I am a demon, I also believe in repaying kindness and revenge. If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to my tribe so that I can have the opportunity to show my hospitality."

Zhou Yiqiao pondered for a moment. He knew that his spiritual power was greatly damaged at the moment. If he could get care from the Heavenly Demon Clan, it would undoubtedly be a good opportunity to recover his strength.

In addition, being able to establish a good relationship with a demon tribe will be of great help in tracking down the demon forces that are involved with the Great Elder.

Seeing that Zhou Yiqiao remained silent, Lang Ye realized that he had not yet gained Zhou Yiqiao's trust.

Thinking of this, he suddenly swore to the sky in front of Zhou Yiqiao.

"Fellow Daoist, I, Lang Ye, swear here that by the honor and bloodline of the Sky Demon Clan, my clan and I will treat you with sincerity and have no intention of harming you."

"If I break this oath, I will be punished by heaven, my soul will be scattered, and I will never be able to reincarnate."

Zhou Yiqiao stared at Lang Ye with a sharp gaze, and his impression of him changed greatly.

The demon race values ​​oaths, and once they make an oath, they will not break it easily. Lang Ye is able to do this, and it is obvious that he sincerely hopes to establish a trusting relationship with Zhou Yiqiao.

After some contemplation, Zhou Yiqiao finally nodded and decided to trust Lang Ye.

"Since Brother Lang Ye is so sincere, I, Zhou Yiqiao, will not refuse."

Seeing this, Lang Ye finally showed a relieved smile on his face.

The two of them embarked on a journey to the ancestral land of the Sky Demon Clan together.

In the vast land of Zoroastrianism, except for a few of the most top-level demon tribes, most areas are desolate and primitive, and even the settlements of many demon tribes are no exception.

Fortunately, the Tianyao Clan is also a well-known clan in Zoroastrianism. Although it cannot be compared with the large clans with several royal demon cultivators in charge, it also has a relatively prosperous clan territory and a certain sphere of influence.

As they gradually went deeper into the territory of the Sky Demon Clan, Zhou Yiqiao began to notice some unusual scenes.

Although the buildings here are simple, they reveal a primitive beauty.

Houses built with thick tree trunks and covered with animal skins and branches are both sturdy and adapted to the natural environment.

The land around the clan's land has been reclaimed into farmland, where crops that are adapted to the local climate are planted. Zhou Yiqiao looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

He had traveled to many places over the years and witnessed countless prosperity and desolation, but it was rare to see a scene like the Sky Demon Clan living in harmony with nature.

As you move towards the center, you will gradually see some more exquisite buildings.

These buildings are mostly built with stones, simple yet beautiful. They are important places among the Tianyao tribe, such as meeting halls and altars.

The tribesmen saw from afar that Lang Ye was returning with a human monk, which immediately caused a commotion.

They had never seen a human monk visit their tribe, so they were very alert.

Some tribesmen even brought out their magical weapons, ready to respond to any possible conflicts at any time.

Upon seeing this, Lang Ye immediately stopped, waved to his tribesmen, and explained loudly in his loud voice.

"My fellow tribesmen, don't panic! This is the human monk Zhou Yiqiao. Not only is he my savior, he also helped our Tian Yao tribe to eliminate the traitor Lang Hui."

"I have sworn to him that we, the Sky Demon Clan, will treat him with sincerity and have no intention of harming him. Please lay down your weapons and welcome our guest."

Although the tribesmen were still a little confused when they heard Lang Ye's words, it seemed that Lang Ye had a high status in the tribe and his words were very authoritative.

Then, the tribesmen put away the magic weapons in their hands one after another, and the vigilant expressions on their faces gradually disappeared, replaced by strong curiosity.