Master of the Demon Emperor

Su Yie in the medicine pool stared at the sword, his expression somewhat peculiar.

How could a sword fly over here?

He swept out with his Divine Sense. Within its range, there were no traces of other creatures, which meant it wasn't an attack.

If it were an attack, the deviation would be embarrassingly off the mark.

With a wave of his right hand, he drew the sword to him. He didn't touch it with his hand, instead using mana to keep it suspended in front of him.

At first glance, the treasured sword looked like an ordinary blade, with no restrictions, its slender edge gleaming, as though it were a sword meant for a young maiden's use.

"This sword is very strange. It appears ordinary, yet it was able to travel here from the depths of the universe at an incredibly fast speed—a normal sword simply could not withstand such velocity," said Feng Long within Su Yie's mind, his words filled with wariness.

This kind of inexplicable feeling is often the most dangerous.

Upon hearing this, Su Yie found it reasonable. With another wave of his hand, he tossed the treasured sword into the vastness of the starry sky, where it vanished, turning into a single star.

Having gotten rid of this unknown nuisance, Su Yie closed his eyes and continued to temper his body.

But after a while,

the sword flew back and landed in front of him.

He opened his eyes, his brow furrowing tightly.

It seemed that it wasn't arranged by anyone, but rather the sword itself possessed a spirit, haunting him.

And the more it was so, the more he resisted it.

Having just broken through to the Saint Realm, Su Yie didn't need such fortunes. Diligent cultivation would suffice for continual strength advancement, and these kinds of unknown opportunities often meant trouble.

Having just come from the Origin Plane, Su Yie didn't need to court trouble so ill-advisedly.

His goal was the Hongmeng Divine Spirits, to aid his breakthrough to the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm. After receiving another invitation list, he would choose a being comparable to the Hongmeng Divine Spirits, then summon the Divine Shadow of Emperor Su to strike back!

A gentleman's vengeance is not too late even after ten years – but Su Yie never believed in that saying.

If he had a chance for revenge, he wouldn't wait a moment longer!

With that in mind, Su Yie flicked his hand and smacked the treasured sword into the ground.

But in less than a quarter of an hour, it flew out again.

This infuriated Su Yie.

He tried to incinerate the sword with True Sunflame, turning it into a puddle of molten iron.

After that, no matter how much he burned it, the puddle of molten iron would not dry up.

Gradually, Su Yie calmed down. He grasped the molten iron in his hand, and it twisted and changed shape like a living creature in his palm.

"This thing is really weird, but it doesn't seem to have any malice,"

muttered Su Yie. He touched the molten iron with his bare palm, and it did not harm him, instead showing an affectionate behavior.

After observing it for a while, he tossed the molten iron aside and continued his cultivation.

However, he kept a watchful eye, guarding against any sudden assaults from the molten iron.

...

In a cosmos scarce with stars, two figures were in pursuit.

The one being chased was a bald elder in a deep purple robe with a tattered hem, making him look like a ghost flitting through the starry void.

Behind him, the one in pursuit was a burly figure with four arms, wearing scale armor in cyan, his face fierce, his eye sockets empty and pitch-black, his head hairless, with a tuft of black flame atop.

"Elder Kang Mei, if you do not hand over the Divine Sacred Iron, your million disciples will all perish!"

The four-armed Black Flame man bellowed angrily, his voice surged with rage.

Upon hearing this, the bald elder known as Elder Kang Mei retorted without turning back, "The Divine Sacred Iron has long been discarded by me, drifting with the temporal currents to an unknown place."

"Infernal Ghostfire Sovereign, deluded in coveting the Divine Sacred Iron, are you aware of the consequences?"

The Infernal Ghostfire Sovereign's face twisted into a ferocious smile, "Since you refuse to surrender it, I shall tear you to pieces, then exterminate all your disciples and descendants!"

His words had barely faded when he burst into black flames, his speed suddenly increased.

Elder Kang Mei subconsciously turned his head to look.

Splat—

The Infernal Ghostfire Sovereign turned into a black streak, piercing through his abdomen, blood splattering, and his expression instantly froze.

...

A year swiftly passed by.

Su Yie absorbed all the medicinal liquid and then prepared to stand up and leave.

He was still a distance away from the Heavenly Dao Saint Realm, but as beings continuously passed by this area, it was not suitable to stay any longer.

He had just put on his white garments when the ball of molten metal approached, clinging closely to him, fearing being abandoned by him.

Su Yie grasped it in his hand, leaped up, transformed into a golden rainbow, and disappeared into the depths of the starry sky.

During this time, Emperor Su's Sect had calmed down and no one encountered any trouble.

Back in the days of Hongmeng Chaos, people from the Divine Shadow Legion and the Divine Shadows of Emperor Su used to be utilized every month, but after they came to the Origin Plane, they all started behaving properly.

Su Yie continued on his way.

After flying for about a day, he discovered a desolate Grand World, where nearly all spiritually wise beings had been slaughtered, cities lay in ruins, much like the aftermath of doomsday.

Such Grand Worlds were countless in the Origin Plane.

Because the powerhouses here were too terrifying, weaker Grand Worlds simply couldn't withstand their battles.

More Grand Worlds turned directly into flying ash, disappearing into the long river of history.

As soon as he touched down, a spatial rift tore open behind Su Yie, and a hand like withered wood reached out from it, grabbing towards him.

Su Yie's gaze hardened as he immediately activated his Arcane Battle Techniques and Battle Will, spun around, and grabbed the hand, jerking it out.

It was Elder Kang Mei!

At this moment, Elder Kang Mei was covered in clusters of Black Flame, and in many places, his chilling white bones could be seen.

With a thump, he landed awkwardly on the ground, his face showing a pained expression.

Su Yie frowned and looked down at him, asking, "Who are you?"

He couldn't see through Elder Kang Mei's realm, but it seemed like Elder Kang Mei was suffering from some kind of Divine Skill, his aura rapidly weakening.

Elder Kang Mei clenched his teeth and struggled to his feet as he stared at Su Yie, "You have obtained Divine Sacred Iron."

Divine Sacred Iron?

Su Yie immediately thought of the molten metal in his sleeve and asked in a deep voice, "What is Divine Sacred Iron?"

"Legend has it that when the Origin Plane first opened, the universe had twenty pieces of Divine Sacred Iron that represented the rules. For countless ages, those who have obtained Divine Sacred Iron are few and far between, yet each and every one of them was a dazzlingly prominent figure. The emergence of each piece of Divine Sacred Iron would inevitably cause a bloodbath..."

Elder Kang Mei explained, causing Su Yie's eyebrows to furrow tight.

Trouble indeed!

However, he became interested in the Divine Sacred Iron.

A treasure that existed since the beginning of the Origin Plane, and one that even represented the rules.

"My fate has come to an end... remember... do not let Divine Sacred Iron devour your mind... It is both an opportunity and a calamity. Many heroes have been lead astray by the Divine Sacred Iron, descending into madness..."

Elder Kang Mei said through gritted teeth as his lower body was already burnt to ashes.

A man's final words are often good; he had no more strength to fight for the Divine Sacred Iron and could only warn Su Yie, wishing him not to harm the Origin Plane.

"You must be careful of Evil Hall... they have already obtained two pieces of Divine Sacred Iron and aim to collect five pieces, to overturn the Origin Plane..."

As he spoke, Elder Kang Mei was completely burnt to ashes, his physical form and spirit both annihilated.

Su Yie took out the molten metal with a flip of his hand. So, he had offended the Evil Hall just like that?

The name of Evil Hall, he had heard too; it was one of the Ten Great Powers.