Master of the Demon Emperor

"Piercing Arm Monkey, the legendary Spirit Monkey? Capable of shaking the Sword Sect, it must be an ancient Great Demon of ten thousand years!"@@novelbin@@

Han Yuandao touched his chin and firmly said, having become hesitant to make hasty predictions after nearly losing his life the last time he tried to foresee Ren Wokuang's foster father, an incident that still makes him shudder.

He suddenly developed a great interest in Emperor Su's Sect.

The Great Cang Invincible Body!

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The inscrutably mysterious Li Huahun!

The dominantly powerful Overlord of Western Chu!

And the Peerless Fierce Monkey who forcefully entered the Sword Sect!

Han Yuandao always felt that Emperor Su's Sect was no simple matter; he knew of all the top forces in the Eastern Lands, but none were quite as enigmatic as Emperor Su's Sect.

Could it be the alias of some major power?

Fang Tian Divine Fist spoke up, "Aside from the Piercing Arm Monkey, can you invite more fellow sect members?"

After all, they were up against the Divine Physique Hall!

And it was the Divine Physique Hall in the throes of towering rage!

Ren Wokuang gave him a glance and said irritably, "Always relying on us, what about you? Do you intend to just hitch a ride for your revenge?"

"What's a hitch a ride?" Fang Tian Divine Fist asked with a frown.

"Emperor Su's Sect's secret code, and we don't explain to outsiders!" Ren Wokuang crossed his arms over his chest and haughtily snorted.

The corners of Fang Tian Divine Fist's mouth twitched slightly, feeling an urge to punch Ren Wokuang.

And so, the group hurried toward Starving Wolf Cliff to meet their powerful ally, the Piercing Arm Monkey.

Su Yie then began to cultivate in peace.

Mastering the first layer of the Great Reincarnation Technique did not grant him any invitation opportunities or new functions.

This meant that the first layer of the Great Reincarnation Technique was not considered an accomplishment for the current Su Yie.

More effort was needed!

...

After a continuous journey of four days, Su Yie and the others encountered no enemies. Ren Wokuang, however, was utterly exhausted. Long periods of high-speed flight had taken a toll on his Spiritual Power, but thankfully, Su Yie was generous, giving him plenty of Pills.

"You are too weak, why would he let you out? You're not even as good as your brothers,"

Li Huahun coldly huffed, his words filled with dissatisfaction that frightened Ren Wokuang into shivering.

Ren Wokuang hastily tried to smooth things over with a smile: "Big brother, don't be like that, I really don't want to go back, cultivation is just too dull!"

Han Yuandao and Fang Tian Divine Fist were very intrigued by Li Huahun and Ren Wokuang's family, but it wasn't appropriate for them to ask too many questions.

Su Yie was completely immersed in cultivation, hoping to break through to the Astral Projection Realm as soon as possible.

If he were cultivating the Demon Emperor's Divine Skill, it would probably take a very long time, but now that he had switched to cultivating the Great Reincarnation Technique, the time needed would be significantly reduced.

Seeing that Li Huahun was relentless, appearing determined to send him back, Ren Wokuang hurriedly changed the subject: "Why are there no enemies?"

They had just flown out of the Chu Empire when they were attacked by the Divine Physique Hall, but this time, after leaving the Chu Empire for four days, not a shadow from the Divine Physique Hall had appeared.

Could it be that they are afraid?

"Your face…"

Han Yuandao was about to scold Ren Wokuang when his expression suddenly changed.

Fang Tian Divine Fist also stood up abruptly.

Waves of terrifying killing intent came from all directions, trapping them. Ren Wokuang trembled, instinctively stopping the Giant Gourd.

They were surrounded, and continuing to fly would only put them at a disadvantage.

Below was an uneven wasteland, with no signs of any creatures or their footprints.

"Hehe! Bailing Demon Lord, do you know how valuable your head is?"

A cold laugh brimming with murderous intent echoed through the heavens, causing people's scalps to tingle.

Fang Tian Divine Fist and Han Yuandao simultaneously looked in one direction, only to see three kilometers away, a towering Great Demon standing on the horizon, holding a giant saber that was even longer than its stature, as if it were the God of Slaughter awaiting ahead.

A black line spread around the towering Great Demon; countless Monsters and Demons were gathering.

"Crow's mouth!"

Han Yuandao cursed through gritted teeth; he could sense that the Great Demon was very strong, certainly stronger than himself.

The Saint Lord of the Divine Physique Hall had died; now, the enemies who dared to trouble Su Yie could only be stronger.

This time, it was not the Divine Physique Hall but a Demon King who wanted the bounty reward offered by the hall.

"Night Rakshasa Demon King!"

Fang Tian Divine Fist narrowed his eyes and said in a weighty tone, his complexion slightly solemn.

The Night Rakshasa Demon King ruled over a Demon Nation, with innumerable Demon Soldiers under his command. The Bailing Territory was merely equivalent to one of the provinces under his domain, which showed how vast his power and land were.

Su Yie continued cultivating with his eyes closed, disregarding the Night Rakshasa Demon King; he was at ease with Li Huahun there.

Xiao Bai, however, was trembling with fear, clinging tightly to Su Yie's waist, which annoyed him so much that veins bulged on his forehead and he gritted his teeth in frustration.

Ren Wokuang began slapping his own face because he felt the murderous gaze of Li Huahun—a gaze so intense that his back burned.

The horizon.

The Night Rakshasa Demon King, towering fifty zhang high, was like a mountain, with countless Demon Soldiers at his feet.

The Demon King maintained a human form, clad in black iron armor, with deep red hair reminiscent of withered grass scattered over his shoulders, exuding a wild and desolate aura. The giant saber in his hand was like a sharp fang, covered in bloodstains.

With bloodshot eyes, he stared at the distant Su Yie and the others and roared, "Hand over the Bailing Demon Lord, and I'll spare you from death!"

Roar—

The Night Rakshasa Demon King's roar echoed for hundreds of miles, petrifying innumerable monsters and cultivators.

Ren Wokuang cursed furiously, "Where did this scumbag come from to threaten us!"

With Li Huahun there, he was number three to the world's number one—fearless!

At his words, a murderous flash darted through the eyes of the Night Rakshasa Demon King who, brandishing his saber, charged towards Su Yie and the others. With each step covering hundreds of meters, the ground collapsed beneath him, flinging stones around, his momentum as if it could crush the mountains of the Five Sacred Peaks.

"Kill—"

"Once we execute the Bailing Demon Lord, we'll strike it rich!"

"We must kill the Bailing Demon Lord for our king!"

"What a tremendous vitality! Its flesh must be delectable!"

At the same time, monsters rushed towards the group from all sides, with many transformed monsters riding Demon Clouds. Looking around, they were too numerous to count.

Like a black tidal wave surging forward, ready to engulf the whole world.

Xiao Bai shivered uncontrollably, showing none of the grace expected from the Astral Projection Realm.

Li Huahun slowly stood up, dropping a sentence before vanishing from the spot: "Leave that Demon King to me to kill; the rest are up to you."

The next second, Li Huahun appeared before the Night Rakshasa Demon King as if he had teleported, and struck out with a palm.

The Night Rakshasa Demon King wasn't just any Great Demon King whose reputation spread far and wide, certainly not comparable to small-time Demon Kings like the Evil Bat Demon.

Just as Li Huahun's palm was about to hit him, the Night Rakshasa Demon King raised his left fist and furiously struck out.

Fist met palm!

Boom!

A muffled collision rang through the heavens and earth, shaking the ground; Li Huahun was pushed back dozens of meters while the Night Rakshasa Demon King slid back hundreds of meters across the ground, leaving behind two deep furrows from his feet.

Millions of monsters leapt up, attacking Su Yie and the others in the air, looking like a downpour of arrows shooting upwards. The overwhelming momentum made Ren Wokuang's eyelids twitch wildly.

Su Yie opened his eyes wide and with Treasured Swords like Sword of Defeated Grudges, Zhou Wu Sword, and Heartbreaking Sword leading dozens above them, more Sword Shadows split off, ready to unleash the Ten Thousand Sword Jue.