Master of the Demon Emperor

"Who are you?"

Haotian Wuxiang asked as he looked at Yang Jian from a distance. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead; Yang Jian gave him an unsettling feeling.

He had never felt this way before.

Even when observing the millions of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals earlier, he had not felt this horrified.

All eyes in the heavens and earth were on Yang Jian. Seeing him emerge from the Demon Emperor Palace, they speculated, "Could he be another powerful figure sent by Emperor Su's Sect?"

Thinking this, the spirits of the Myriad Demon Court quickly became excited.

"Look at Haotian Wuxiang's expression; this person must be very strong!"

"Hahaha, Haotian Wuxiang is also scared?"

"Who is this person? He looks formidable!"

"The Demon Emperor has not come out yet; he is truly confident. Haotian Wuxiang hasn't even seen the Demon Emperor and is already defeated. This will be a fatal blow to him."

"He probably is from Emperor Su's Sect, right?"

The spirits pointed and murmured excitedly as they looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian remained indifferent, still gazing at Haotian Wuxiang.

Their eyes locked, and Haotian Wuxiang felt a chill run down his spine. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?" Find more chapters on My Virtual Library Empire

Meanwhile, he roared in his heart, just how many unrivaled experts were hidden within Emperor Su's Sect?

Yang Jian raised his chin slightly, his face cold and arrogant, and asked, "You claim to be the inheritor of the Heavenly Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Haotian Wuxiang's heart skipped a beat. Why was the other asking him this?

He responded solemnly, "Indeed I am. What do you intend to do?"

Qi Taxing, floating in the air, also looked at Yang Jian in surprise.

Who was this person?

His aura was incredibly strong...

He must be one of the big shots from Emperor Su's Sect.

"You have obtained the Heavenly Emperor's treasures. You should be grateful to him, not using his name recklessly." Yang Jian stared intently at Haotian Wuxiang as he spoke. As he stepped forward, he walked toward Haotian Wuxiang.

Unbeatable!

Haotian Wuxiang was terrified, turning to escape.

Yang Jian directly threw his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, which tore through the air like a flash of cold light, piercing Haotian Wuxiang's chest in an instant.

Blood splattered everywhere, and Haotian Wuxiang's expression froze in horror. He looked at the bloody hole in his chest and stammered, "How... how is this possible..."

He was the strongest in the Ancient Wilderness, yet he was defeated just like that?

His consciousness began to fade, and his body fell uncontrollably into the waves, disappearing without a trace.

Yang Jian did not pursue further. Instead, he gestured with his right hand, retrieving the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade.

He glanced back at the Myriad Demon Court and then vanished as if he had never been there.

Boom!

The entire Myriad Demon Court was in an uproar!

The myth was defeated!

Defeated in one move by a mysterious strongman whose life and death were now uncertain!

"He was too strong!"

"He had the aura of the Divine Shadow from Emperor Su's Sect!"

"Could he be the embodiment of the Divine Shadow from Emperor Su's Sect?"

"No wonder the Demon Emperor didn't come out. He was confident!"

"Hahaha, the strongest of our time has been vanquished. Who will dare to oppose our Myriad Demon Court now?"

The spirits were filled with fervor, and cheers echoed throughout the Myriad Demon Court.

What did Haotian Wuxiang's defeat signify?

It signified that the Myriad Demon Court would dominate the Eastern Lands!

Even the Golden Crow Divine Race, the Great Zhou, and the Human Emperor Temple could not stop Haotian Wuxiang!

"This..."

Qi Taxing trembled all over, his face filled with disbelief.

He couldn't even see Yang Jian's movements clearly, making it hard for him to imagine just how strong Yang Jian was.

Ye Wufa, Venerable Xuanyuan, Nan Xiaopao, and other members of Emperor Su's Sect were all asking within the sect who had just struck.

Nan Xiaopao: Three eyes, wielding a Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade. Could it be Yang Jian?

Venerable Xuanyuan: True Lord of Manifested Saint? Incredible. He said he only serves the Heavenly Emperor, no wonder he would trouble Haotian Wuxiang.

Celestial Sovereign of the Firmament: Did the True Lord descend?

Yue Qinglong: Would such a minor figure as Haotian Wuxiang be worth the True Lord's trouble?

Ren Wopiao: With sect teleportation, of course, he is fearless.

Ye Wufa: Sigh, did Haotian Wuxiang really just die?

…

"Yang Jian requests teleportation to Tai Su Sword Lord's side. Do you agree?"

Faced with the request in his mind, Su Yie directly chose to agree.

Yang Jian was very strong, but far too extraordinary. Keeping him in the Ancient Wilderness was risky, and Yang Jian would not be content to stay there either.

With Haotian Wuxiang's defeat and Yang Jian's departure, Su Yie still felt uneasy.

He had a premonition that something big was going to happen.

However, the Divine Shadow Legion could soon be used again, and he still had the Divine Shadow Possession, enough to face any danger.

Outside, the cheers were deafening, but Su Yie did not go out. He closed his eyes and continued cultivating.

Defeating Haotian Wuxiang did not excite him much, even leaving him somewhat disappointed.

The myth of this era, how splendid it would be to defeat it with his own hands?

Other than diligently cultivating, there was no other way.

He took out a bottle of Spirit Pills and poured them into his mouth, using the pills to dispel his worries.

The news of Haotian Wuxiang's defeat also began to spread, circulating throughout the Eastern Lands.

Compared to before, this time the populace was much calmer upon hearing the news.

They had become accustomed to the overwhelming power of Emperor Su's Sect.

…

Under the sea, tens of thousands of meters deep.

Haotian Wuxiang slowly sank. Around him were many massive, mountainous dark shadows, seemingly ready to burst from the darkness to devour him at any moment.

The wound in Haotian Wuxiang's chest began to heal as tendrils of black mist enveloped him, making him look like a silkworm cocoon.

Yang Jian had not delivered a killing blow, merely teaching Haotian Wuxiang a lesson. After all, Haotian Wuxiang had some connection with the Heavenly Emperor; otherwise, how could he have obtained a portion of the Heavenly Emperor's inheritance?

Now, Haotian Wuxiang's aura was slowly recovering.

As the seawater surged, he was now more than a thousand miles away from the Myriad Demon Court, a safe distance for him.

But the seabed was still terrifying.

Glug glug—

Bubbles floated up as a massive dark maw surged forward, seemingly capable of swallowing mountains, engulfing Haotian Wuxiang whole.

The Deep Sea Behemoth devoured the myth of this era, unaware that it had sealed its own doom.

…

In a resplendent palace, Di Jun sat on the highest golden chair. Below him stood Eastern Emperor Taiyi and other leaders of the Golden Crow Divine Race. The atmosphere in the hall was silent, and the faces of all the golden crows looked grim.

"Forebear, at this rate, the Myriad Demon Court will surely conquer the Eastern Lands. What should we do?"

An elderly golden crow asked, his face full of worry.

Di Jun's face was sullen; he did not answer.

The power of the Myriad Demon Court, or rather, Emperor Su's Sect, weighed heavily on him.

Su Yie's talent was also extremely monstrous. If delayed further, in less than a hundred years, Su Yie's own strength would pose a threat to him. How could he not be anxious?

Eastern Emperor Taiyi spoke, "Our goal is not the Eastern Lands. We should focus on developing the Golden Crow Divine Race. Once the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers have fully emerged, the Immortal Path will be our target. We should lead the Golden Crow Divine Race to shatter the void and traverse the Extraterrestrial Path to Enlightenment, just like the Ancients Wux Clan."

The Ancient Wux Clan!

Before the Golden Crow Divine Race had emerged, the Wux Clan had already ruled the Ancient Wilderness. At that time, the Immortal Path had yet to be severed. The Ancestral Wux had led the Wux Clan to shatter the void and journey beyond the heavens. Those Wux Clan members left behind were surpassed and exterminated by other races. To this day, the Demon Clan and Human Clan jointly dominated the Ancient Wilderness.