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However, the majesty contained within that light and misty tone almost brought the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple to his knees.

"How, how could this be?"

His eyes widened, watching as his knees bent uncontrollably, slowly folding.

Those widened eyes were filled with bloodshot veins.

"No!"

His face suddenly contorted.

A scholar indeed can't be a Divine Emperor, but a scholar also has his pride!

The Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple extended his arm, swinging it fiercely.

Spurt!

A sound of flesh and blood flying followed, as his knees were forcibly severed by his own hands.

"Even in death, I would not kneel before you!"

Gnashing his teeth, the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple revealed a grim smile, his face full of madness.

"The mission of our Confucian-Mo Pavilion is to set a heart for the heavens and the earth, to set a life for the people, to inherit the teachings of the sages, and to forge eternal peace for all generations. How could I ever bow before you, a monstrous pseudo-Emperor?"

Liu Ruoxue's eyebrows twitched upon hearing this, and her heart was stirred.

A demonic Divine Emperor? Did he know Xu Yuan's true identity?

She recalled Xu Yuan's recently feigned obscure title and instantly understood something.

Originally, she thought he was pretending not to know her in order not to arouse suspicions about their relationship.

But now, it seemed he might have feigned ignorance to avoid implicating her.

So, that meant the identity of a demon... was real?

"If that's the case, then you shall die!"

Xu Yuan spoke calmly, his authoritative gaze dissipating, replaced by an endless intent to kill.
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The next moment, a splendidly bright green light, accompanied by his words and murderous intent, shot out from his mouth.

It was Xu Yuan's own creation, the Jade Foot Sword Qi.

The fear-stricken Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple, faced with the incoming verdant sword light, suddenly smiled with relief.

—Just the futile struggle of an ant.

Did he really think that with the remaining Spiritual Power, he could negate the full-force strike from a Confucian-Mo Pavilion True Person?

But the next second, the smile on his face froze.

For he saw the verdant sword beam, which had started growing larger upon leaving Xu Yuan's mouth, ballooning from the size of a toe into a small mountain of immense proportions.

It was as if the Inheritance Space itself was continuously infusing Spiritual Power into it, but they were supposed to only bear its murderous intent and hostility here. How could they possibly receive its aid?

He couldn't understand this.

"What, what is going on?"

Liu Ruoxue had a faint inkling from his earlier words and looked on in contemplation.

Xu Yuan didn't say a word, merely observing him with an aloof and calm gaze as if looking at a dead person.

Good fortune aids those when the time is right, while heroes lack freedom when it turns against them.

Xu Yuan had already understood the true test of this place.

All these scenes before him were as he had surmised.

When heaven initiates killing intent, stars move and constellations change.

When earth initiates killing intent, dragons and serpents rise from the land.

When man initiates killing intent, heaven and earth turn against each other.

But when they first arrived here, there were heaven and earth, but no man.

If there was no man, then where did the man-initiated killing intent and the resulting chaos come from?

No, to be precise, there was someone, but that person couldn't be considered human.

It was the Divine Emperor who had already passed away.

It was his killing intent that affected this space and directed murderous intentions towards them.

And the way to break through, apart from enduring it, was to reverse the situation and lead the killing intent.

As a Divine Emperor, how could there be no awareness of others revealing killing intent towards him?

Divine Emperors, unlike mortal kings, have supreme strength to dominate a region after receiving the Four Divine Beasts Formation.

Hence, they never needed to hide their feelings.

Having realized this, Xu Yuan reacted at once.

His killing intent was not only directed towards the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple but also included the heavens and earth that dared to show killing intent, as well as the decease Divine Emperor.

Therefore, the enhancement he received from his killing intent was so substantial.

However, even with such tremendous support, the sword moves unleashed by Xu Yuan, who was at the initial stage of Core Formation, were still hard-pressed to contend with the Primordial Spirit's strike.

But the mountain-like Jade Foot Sword Qi fiercely crashed into the Wind Thunder Tornado.

The next moment, the mountain crumbled and split.

The verdant sword light dissipated into the invisible, whereas the Wind Thunder Tornado weakened significantly, visibly losing its essence at a speed observable to the naked eye.

But it still existed.

Seeing this, the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and once again burst into loud laughter, "Just as expected, demons are still demons, no matter how much they struggle, it is all in vain."

"..."

Xu Yuan and Liu Ruoxue exchanged a look but said nothing.

Now, the situation for the two was that Xu Yuan, who had comprehended the essence of the Inheritance Space, didn't have enough Spiritual Power to fight back, especially since that one Jade Foot Sword Qi had drained all the Spiritual Power remaining in his body.

While Liu Ruoxue had sufficient Spiritual Power, she had not truly grasped the meaning of the inheritance.

Just now, although Xu Yuan had shared his epiphanies with her.

But Liu Ruoxue, who was inherently cold and indifferent to everything else, although she could harbor murderous intent towards the entire world, she could not embody the killing intent of the Divine Emperor like Xu Yuan did.

And not all killing intent can resonate and be blessed.

Only the emperor's decree to kill could evoke a strong resonance with heaven and earth.

And only the emperor's decree to kill could cause heaven and earth to reel in response.

As for what an emperor's decree to kill is?

When an emperor's wrath is kindled, blood flows for a thousand miles.

It's the killing intent that only those who love the world and all its people can exude.

And Liu Ruoxue, who was smitten with love for one person, naturally couldn't emit such killing intent.

This also led to their hopes being shattered once again.

"Sword Sect fairy, if you leave that demon now, I can still spare your life," said the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple, his face breaking into a smile filled with hidden implications.

Liu Ruoxue gave him a glance, completely disregarding him, but gave Xu Yuan a faint smile, "The road to the yellow springs is not so bad with me accompanying you, right?"

"Not bad at all."

Xu Yuan responded with a smile and closed his eyes, yet he did not give up hope but began to contemplate whether there was still a chance for a turnaround.

But there wasn't.

No matter how he pondered, he couldn't find a chance for a turnaround.

The Paralysis Spell and the Ruyi Gold Lock Rod, these two secret moves, if taken out, would only delay the inevitable.

As for the life-saving means left in him by Tian Liuli and Lin Qingque, they had all been exhausted earlier.

"Who would have thought that in the end, I wouldn't die at the hands of those yandere heroines, but rather at the hands of such an unknown disciple," Xu Yuan silently sighed to himself.

Above the great hall, White Ink finally let out a breath, as if he had set down some burden from his heart.

And upon the Dragon Throne, Jing Lixue, who was gripping the armrests of the throne with an expressionless face, was already prepared to interfere with the Inheritance Space if necessary to save him.

But it was at this moment that a low growl filled with anger echoed from underground.

"Scholar? A scholar from Confucian-Mo Pavilion?"

"Scholars lead countries astray!"

"Kill! They must be killed!"

"The reigning Divine Emperor, what kind of Divine Emperor is he, to actually let these vermin in!?"

Hearing this voice, the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple's face changed, while Xu Yuan, on the contrary, showed a look of joy.

At the same time, within the vast heaven and earth, the group of falling meteors changed direction, heading towards him.

Not only that, from the protruding cracks in the ground, a creature that looked like a dragon or a snake suddenly rose, fiercely whipping its tail in an attack towards him.

"Want to kill me? Unfortunately, the late emperor is not worthy of the title!"

The veins on the Confucian-Mo Pavilion disciple's face bulged, his eyes bloodshot.

He held the Mountain and River Painting Scroll in his hand, changed his position in a flash, and then appeared in the eye of the Wind Thunder Tornado.

And at this moment, witnessing this scene, a new enlightenment dawned on Xu Yuan's mind.

He had seemed to understand before, but in reality, he had not.

He was mistaken.

The Divine Emperor killing, why should he personally lift a finger? Why depend on any Spiritual Power, why the world should lend its force at the right moment?

He is the Divine Emperor.

And the Divine Emperor… needs no opportune moment.

He took a step forward, stepping onto the void above, to the astonishment of Liu Ruoxue, without relying on cultivation.

Subsequently, Xu Yuan softly spoke, pronouncing judgment as if declaring, "When I ascend the throne, all traitors shall perish!"