No one would have thought that Shen Lang would return to the ancient spiritual world.

The voices of Fengyang and Kutuo Monk instantly attracted the attention of other monks on the scene. For a moment, all the monks' spiritual gazes stopped on Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang!"

"Savior!"

The monks exclaimed in surprise, revealing incredible expressions.

All monks in the ancient spiritual world knew that Shen Lang, the legendary figure, especially the acquaintances and friends who knew Shen Lang, were so shocked that they were beyond words.

"Brother Chen..."

The evil shadow stood there in a daze.

Yun Henzi also repeatedly looked at Shen Lang, thinking that it was not Shen Lang's original deity.

The Jade-faced Boy and Saint Bai Wei looked at each other with disbelief.

"Shen Lang? It's you... it's really you!"

Yu Yao next to them could no longer stand. After seeing Shen Lang's appearance, her mind went blank and she rushed towards Shen Lang regardless of everything.

When Shen Lang saw Yu Yao rushing over, he passed Fengyang and Kutuo monk in front of him, and hugged Yu Yao who was flying forward.

Yuyao was caught off guard and was taken into her arms by Shen Lang.

The beautiful woman in her arms looks like yesterday. She is wearing the familiar purple skirt in her memory, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, delicate skin, delicate facial features, and long hair like a star-like waterfall hanging to her waist, making her charming and peerless.

"Yao'er, it's been a long time since we met!"

When he met Yu Yao again, Shen Lang's tone was even more horrible.

Fortunately, Yu Yao is safe and sound.

Yu Yao looked at the familiar face in front of her in a daze. Listening to the familiar voice, tears rolled in her eyes: "Shen Lang, is it really you? I thought I was dreaming!"

"Of course it's me."

Shen Lang hugged Yu Yao tightly.

After so many years, he never expected that Yu Yao had not ascended yet. No wonder he had never found Yu Yao in the True Immortal Realm.

In Shen Lang's impression, the Mahayana cultivators in the ancient spiritual world had a ninety-nine-level calamity every ten years, which was extremely powerful.

Now more than 900,000 years have passed, and it is hard to imagine that Yu Yao can withstand the nine ninety-nine levels of disasters. I don’t know that it is Yu Yao, but other human cultivators seem to be still alive.

Facts show that due to the passage of interface energy, the original laws of heaven and earth have weakened to the point where they cannot reduce the thunder of disaster, so Yu Yao and the others escaped.

On the other hand, Liu Yunmeng and Yi Lian, who were both at the peak of Mahayana, found Shen Lang and flew up as soon as possible and hugged Shen Lang tightly.

"Shen Lang, so many years have passed, but I really didn't expect you to be able to return to the ancient spiritual world."

Liu Yunmeng's eyes were red, and crystal tears fell unconsciously.

"Senior brother, Xiao Lian has finally waited for you." Yi Lian was also crying like rain, and was so excited that she couldn't control herself.

"Sorry, Yao'er, Yunmeng, Xiaolian, you have suffered over the years."

Shen Lang felt quite distressed and decided that no matter what, he would bring his Taoist couples back to the True Immortal Realm.

In addition to the three Taoist couples, Shen Lang did not forget to greet Xie Ying, the Jade-faced Boy, the Saint of Bai Wei, the Snowy Night Saint, Qing Cang, Gu Yue, and the former respected teacher Yun Henzi.

Seeing that the old elders and old friends were safe and sound, Shen Lang felt quite relieved.

After understanding, I learned that shortly after I ascended, the ancient spiritual world encountered a huge change, the spiritual energy passed away greatly, and the laws of heaven and earth were greatly weakened, so I could not bring down the immortal tribulation and any form of catastrophe.

All monks' ascending channels are blocked, and no one can ascend, and they cannot even break through their cultivation level.
Chapter completed!