Master of the Demon Emperor

Heir of the Heavenly Emperor!

Qi Taxing furrowed his brow, "What is this nonsense?"

About the legends of the Heavenly Emperor, he had heard many, some said the Heavenly Emperor was the chief of all Immortals, some said he was the existence that forged heaven and earth, others said the Heavenly Emperor was a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao, the stories were varied, but one thing was certain, the Heavenly Emperor held an extremely high status in mythology.

Thinking of the unusual aspects of Haotian Wuxiang, could it be true?

Qi Taxing's heart was in turmoil, and the Myriad Demon Court was also stirring.

"The heir of the Heavenly Emperor? No wonder..."

"Does the Heavenly Emperor really exist? Isn't it said in the myths that the Heavenly Emperor is a manifestation of Haotian Wuxiang?"

"Hmm? I thought the Heavenly Emperor was a fabricated figure..."

"I used to think the Heavenly Emperor was just an underling of Haotian Wuxiang..."

"So that's it, to be a myth, one truly needs a heavenly background!"

The beings discussed fervently, Haotian Wuxiang's status in their hearts rose once more.

The oppressive might of Haotian Wuxiang kept soaring, from the look of things, Qi Taxing would likely be no match for Haotian Wuxiang.

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Members of the Su Imperial Clan kept sending strong warriors to aid, but all were defeated, Divine Shadow also did not appear late, what did this suggest?

It suggested that Divine Shadow of the Su Sect might not appear, at least as the rumors went, only twice a month.

Feeling Haotian Wuxiang's growing momentum, sweat started to form on Qi Taxing's forehead, but he was not afraid.

He was seen moving his hands through spell gestures, his mouth muttering spells incomprehensible to Mortal Spirits, and behind him, two crescent moons rose, overlapping to form a full circle, pristine and holy, inviolable.

Haotian Wuxiang fiercely glared at Qi Taxing, two black thunderbolts shot forth.

"Recite—"

The two black thunderbolts transformed into two long, horned black dragons, ferociously unstoppable, they charged towards Qi Taxing.

The full moon behind Qi Taxing collided with them, turning into countless moonlight sword blades, with a domineering might to destroy everything, they smashed head-on into the two fierce black dragons.

Boom—

Bright light erupted, forcing countless beings to close their eyes.

"The opponent is the heir of the Heavenly Emperor, we're doomed..."

Ren Wokuang trembled, and Ren Wopiao, who feared neither heaven nor earth, was equally frightened.

From childhood, they had heard their foster father recount various legends of the Heavenly Emperor, in their understanding, the Heavenly Emperor was the highest existence, omnipotent, creator of all, the most powerful being.

If what Haotian Wuxiang claimed was true, then they were facing a catastrophe.

Other members of the Su Imperial Clan also began to inquire about this matter within the sect.

Yang Jian, who had once vied for the title of the strongest in the Su Sect, had said he only believed in the Heavenly Emperor, doesn't that suggest he had a connection with Haotian Wuxiang?

Yang Jian: Hmm? The heir of the Heavenly Emperor? Who dares to spout nonsense, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is high above, how could the miniscule Ancient Wilderness be worthy of his heritage?

Tai Su Sword Lord: The Heavenly Emperor's status is extremely high, higher than that of Immortal Gods, he seems to have visited the Ancient Wilderness, left his mark there, perhaps this child was fated to discover it, but he is neither capable nor worthy to become the heir of the Heavenly Emperor.

Undying Emperor: Haotian Wuxiang indeed has heavenly luck, not to be measured by common sense.

Demon Wolf Star: Have the big shots' conversations already reached such high levels?

Emperor Jiang Mo: So that's it, now I see why Haotian Wuxiang is so strong.

Celestial Sovereign of the Firmament: Hmm, at most he has only obtained some of the Heavenly Emperor's legacy, but to think of becoming the Heavenly Emperor's heir is nothing but a fool's dream.

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"Yang Jian requests to be teleported next to Su Yie, do you agree?"

Su Yie looked at the request in his mind, his lips involuntarily twitched, his expression extremely strange.

Unexpectedly, by pulling out his background, Haotian Wuxiang had instead angered Yang Jian.

At the same time, he was somewhat worried, having acquired the Imperial Seal of Destruction from the Heavenly Emperor Stele, would Yang Jian see through him?

Given Yang Jian's exhibited nature, he might disregard the dignity of Emperor Su and kill him!

"This is the power of the Heavenly Emperor, do you feel the fear?"

Outside the Demon Emperor Palace, the deranged laughter of Haotian Wuxiang filled the air, regarding all mortals as mere ants.

Su Yie furrowed his brows, not wishing to use Divine Shadow Possession just yet.

He decided to take a gamble!

Let Yang Jian come, and if Yang Jian displayed hostility towards him, he would resort to using the Divine Shadow Possession to fight.

At least he would have a fifty-fifty chance!

Suddenly, a figure appeared before Su Yie.

He stood proudly, draped in Divine Armor that shimmered with silver light, wearing black boots rimmed with flowing clouds at their base, a red sash around his waist, and the crown of a True Monarch on his head, his face stern. His forehead bore a small seam hiding his Heavenly Eye.

Merely standing with his back to Su Yie, Su Yie could feel a soul-shaking pressure emanating from him.

His aura was stronger than that of a million heavenly soldiers combined!

He was indeed the True Lord of Manifested Saint, Yang Jian!

The Erlang Shen from Hua Xia mythology!

"What exactly is his connection to Hua Xia?"

Su Yie wondered in secret, as such a powerful Yang Jian was merely a subordinate to the Heavenly Court in Hua Xia mythology, which seemed unreliable!

Yang Jian, holding his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, glanced back at Su Yie.

As their eyes met, everything seemed to come to a standstill.

Su Yie felt somewhat nervous, while Yang Jian frowned, even his Heavenly Eye between his brows opening.

This is bad!

Could he have sensed the Imperial Seal of Destruction inside me?

Su Yie clenched his fists, ready to use Divine Shadow Possession at any moment.

"Are you the Celestial Authority Demon Star that devoured the Emperor Zi Wei Star?" Yang Jian asked coldly, his voice still proud and oppressive.

Su Yie frowned, replying, "That was just my Taoist Fruit, I'm not the Celestial Authority Demon Star."

He was himself, not some Celestial Authority Demon Star!

Hearing this, Yang Jian laughed, melting like ice in the spring, and the oppressive aura filling the Demon Emperor Palace dispersed as well.

"Your origins are not simple, whether for good or ill, I do not know. You also possess treasures of the Heavenly Emperor, but my instincts towards you are of comfort, making it impossible for me to feel hostility. I trust my instincts."

Yang Jian turned away and walked towards the exit of the Demon Emperor Palace.

Su Yie was stunned; Yang Jian had indeed discovered the Imperial Seal of Destruction but had not attacked him.

Feeling comfortable?

What a strange reason to give.

Su Yie felt odd, his mind drifting to Li Huahun.

When Li Huahun first met him, he had said the same, and afterwards, they became best friends.

As he was lost in thought, Yang Jian stepped out of the Demon Emperor Palace, and the Bloodthirsty Golden Flame Ants inside no longer felt tense.

At that moment, Haotian Wuxiang was brutally beating Qi Taxing.

Qi Taxing could only defend, but Haotian Wuxiang's speed had increased manifold compared to before, making it impossible for Qi to keep up.

"Damn it... am I going to lose?" Qi Taxing thought bitterly, as Haotian Wuxiang was surrounded by a strange black aura, as if possessed.

Everyone was nervously watching the battle, unaware that another figure had appeared at the gate of the Demon Emperor Palace.

Yang Jian stared at Haotian Wuxiang, his sword brows tightly knitted, clearly sizing him up.

He would not allow any creature to tarnish the name of the Heavenly Emperor.

Suddenly, Haotian Wuxiang rapidly retreated, flying thousands of meters away, hovering above the tumultuous waves, staring at the Demon Emperor Palace.

This scene baffled all the creatures. Why had Haotian Wuxiang retreated?