Master of the Demon Emperor

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The whereabouts of the Sacred Body of Qiling spread quickly, as the entrants who knew the news in advance were all hurrying to Jiaye Temple, unable to keep it under wraps.

At the same time, it seemed that a hidden hand was pushing, making more and more entrants get the message and rush to Jiaye Temple.

This also started to lessen the pressure on the Seven Dynasties.

The entrants hadn't forgotten their mission—they weren't there to bully the weak, but to emerge victorious.

With their status, they could have whatever they wanted, and naturally wouldn't sink to such levels.

The Sacred Body of Qiling was worth a hundred points—who could resist being tempted?

Within Emperor Su's Sect, suddenly a shocking piece of news appeared.

Empress of the Great Zhou: "According to reliable information, Sovereign of the Nether Sky has left his retreat, and it's very likely that he will head to Bailing Territory, Demon Lord, you should flee."

Overlord Luo Fu: "How is that guy out of retreat?"

Gui Chouxie: "Nonsense, the Divine Physique Hall has been annihilated, how could he not know?"

Demon Wolf Star: "With the Sect Master here, what is Sovereign of the Nether Sky anyways?"

Ren Wolang: "Hmph, watch me slap Sovereign of the Nether Sky to death with one palm."

God of Slaughter Gong Sunqi: "Emperor's body battling King's body should have been a remarkable tale, too bad the Demon Lord is too weak."

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Su Yie's complexion changed slightly—Sovereign of the Nether Sky was coming too?

The Sect Master's Divine Presence and the Divine Shadow Legion could only be used once a month, which meant that within this month, he had two opportunities to decimate everything, but was he truly going to face danger only twice?

He wasn't sure.

"So what if it's the Zi Wei Star Body! I don't care if you're a god or an immortal, dare to come to Bailing Territory, and I will make sure you have no grave to rest in!"

Anger blazed in Su Yie's eyes—it truly was a crisis coming from all sides.

Thinking this, he rushed at full speed towards Jiaye Temple.

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Jiaye Temple.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen figures bombarding the array in front of the temple gates.

The leader was a bald man, wearing a beast skin robe with five skulls hanging around his neck, his face stern. He roared, "Our target is only the Sacred Body of Qiling, if you persist in your obstinacy, be prepared to be buried with it!"

The other cultivators beside him were equally frustrated, unable to break through the arcane light barrier of Jiaye Temple.

"These nuns do have some skills!"

"What is the origin of this array?"

"I don't believe we can't break it open, everyone exert your full strength!"

"Quick! Soon there will be others coming!"

They cursed each other, after all, they were not from the same camp, but had just temporarily formed an alliance.

First break the array, then seize the Sacred Body of Qiling!

Ling Sang stood on the eaves of the temple, looking up at the group of cultivators like a pack of ravenous wolves, yet she remained calm.

Nan Xiaopao hid behind the main gate, cautiously poking her head out, and seeing those wildly bombarding spells hit the arcane light barrier, causing ripples like shocking waves, she couldn't help but shudder with fear.

Ling Sang raised her hands, using her own spiritual power to sustain the array and resist the cultivators' attacks.

Gradually, more cultivators arrived, quickly reaching a consensus—to break the array first!

In less than half an hour, the number of people attacking the array had reached thirty-four, including seven Demon Body Dao Fruit Realm Demon Kings, causing Ling Sang's complexion to turn pale and her body to tremble.

If it continued like this, the array of Jiaye Temple was sure to break.

The female monks also looked pale, their spiritual power nearly exhausted.

In addition, on the hills around Jiaye Temple stood many figures—entrants and their subordinates—all watching and waiting for the array of Jiaye Temple to break.

Scanning the area, there were figures of cultivators and Demon Kings everywhere, not less than three hundred in number.

Among them, thirty-five were at the Innate Dao Fruit Realm.

Ling Sang sighed in her heart—was there really no escape from this calamity?

Just then.

Nan Xiaopao suddenly rushed out from inside the temple, shouting, "Stop, I am willing to come out of the array!"

Ling Sang treated her like her own daughter, and the female monks also cared for her deeply—she didn't want to drag the whole Jiaye Temple down with her.

Seeing Nan Xiaopao emerge, all the cultivators and Demon Kings stopped their attacks.

Their eyes gleamed as they fixed their gazes on Nan Xiaopao.

"That aura of evil… is she the Sacred Body of Qiling?"

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"Indeed it is! Aside from her, the aura of the others in this temple is far too pure."

"Hahaha, little girl, you're quite sensible. Come on out now!"

"Right, as long as you come out, we will cease our assault."

"The spiritual power of this old woman is really strong. Has her cultivation reached the Perfected Realm of Innate Dao Fruit, or even higher?"

The cultivators discussed among themselves, even pretending to agree with Nan Xiaopao.

Nan Xiaopao didn't trust them; she was just trying to buy time.

Her lips moved slightly, whispering something unknown.

The cultivators didn't notice, instead starting to discuss how to fight for the Sacred Body of Qiling.

With a thunderous boom that shook the heavens, a terrifying vine suddenly burst forth from the base of the mountain, causing the cultivators to dodge in all directions.

More and more vines sprouted from the ground, the thinnest of them five meters in diameter, whipping through the air like enormous lashes, aiming to strike the enemies above.

The bald man with a skull necklace cursed angrily, "Daring to use tricks! Seeking death!"

He held a wooden staff in his hand and swung it downward.

Blades of light fell like countless leaves, slicing at the enormous vines below.

These vines came from the Sacred Lotus of Qiling. The Sacred Lotus of Qiling lurked beneath the ground, and wherever Nan Xiaopao went, it followed. Its strength depended on Nan Xiaopao's, so it couldn't withstand the blades of light.

Soon, the vines were chopped into sections and fell into the rolling dust below.

Nan Xiaopao's complexion turned deathly pale; the Sacred Body of Qiling was her strongest form of attack, but the gap in their cultivation levels was too vast, rendering it ineffective.

"Disciple, step back. Your master can still hold on."

Ling Sang's somewhat weak voice came through, reaching Nan Xiaopao's ears, but it no longer brought her the sense of security it used to.

In her heart, Ling Sang was incredibly strong, almost omnipotent, until today, when she realized that Ancient Wilderness was even greater than she had imagined.

Nan Xiaopao found herself facing a difficult choice.

"That old woman can't hold out much longer!"

"Be careful, those guys around us are still watching!"

"If we don't break through the array soon, we'll be a laughingstock!"

"Is that truly the Sacred Body of Qiling, and was that the Sacred Lotus of Qiling just now?"
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"This girl really has some nerve. If it weren't for the Sacred Body of Qiling, I'd really like to take her in."

The angered cultivators and Demon Kings continued to attack the array, determined to break through it in one fell swoop.

Seeing this, Nan Xiaopao clenched her teeth, lifted her right foot, and prepared to step outside the array.

Whoosh!

A sound tore through the air, silencing all other roars.

The bald man sensed danger and instinctively tried to dodge, but it was too late.

A Bronze Sword pierced his chest, with blood spurting along the blade, his expression freezing in place.

Whoosh—

All the participants widened their eyes. What a swift sword!

Those cultivators and Demon Kings close to the bald man were so frightened that they hurriedly moved away.

"You want to capture my woman? Then you'll have to go to Hell and repent!"

A voice filled with murderous intent and chilled to the bone came from the sky, startling everyone to turn and look.

There they saw Su Yie riding on the Sword of Defeated Grudges, wielding the Silver Marrow Sword, approaching on his sword, clothed in white, resembling a peerless Sword Immortal descending from the ninth heaven.

Behind him rolled the True Sunflame.

The cold light in his eyes was as piercing as his sword, chilling to the bone and deeply unnerving.

"Su Yie!"

Nan Xiaopao called out excitedly, even jumping in place.

Ling Sang revealed a smile, and the female monks were equally excited.

The Bailing Demon Lord, ranked first on the Heavenly Ranking List, had finally arrived!

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