Master of the Demon Emperor

"It's over... it's over..."

Qing Jushi paced back and forth anxiously beside Su Yie like an ant on a hot pan.

Nan Xiaopao clutched Su Yie's wrist tightly, whispering, "Let's go, stop being stubborn!"

If Su Yie didn't teleport away, she wouldn't leave either.

If they were to go, they would go together.

If they were to die, they would die together.

Su Yie smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, we've faced situations like this before. Trust me, follow me, and I will lead us through a bloody path out of here."

Nan Xiaopao froze, memories of their time in Xiwan City surging like the tide, leaving her feeling a swirl of emotions, with an inexplicable sourness welling up in her eyes.

"Alright, I'll follow you."

Nan Xiaopao chose to believe in Su Yie, to stay by his side.

Meanwhile, Qing Jushi couldn't take it anymore and cursed, "Have you gone mad?"

After saying that, he turned and ran towards an area with fewer beings while shouting, "The Imperial Palace is inside him, it has nothing to do with me!"

Once he finished speaking, he leapt up, ready to fly away from this place.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Arrows flew rapidly from the front, piercing him and turning him into a porcupine. Blood sprayed, and then he fell to the ground.

This scene didn't stir Su Yie and Nan Xiaopao.

"Serves him right!"

Nan Xiaopao spat disdainfully – he dared to betray them, his death was self-deserved.

At that moment, the Evil War Buddha stepped forward, moving toward Su Yie.

Seeing this, Qing Chen, the Sword Immortal, Gong Sunxin, Wang Kun, Yin Tianlun, and other powerful beings from the Realm of the Mahayana Wandering Immortal and beyond all approached Su Yie and Nan Xiaopao.

They couldn't let the Evil War Buddha beat them to it.

"Since you refuse to hand it over, I'll force you to!"

The Evil War Buddha sneered viciously, showing his true demon path strength in the face of Su Yie.

Golden light rose around him like blazing flames; with every step he took, he left deep footprints in the ground.

Su Yie, expressionless, turned and walked towards the direction of the river.

Nan Xiaopao followed him anxiously.

Seeing that Su Yie ignored him and dared to flee, the Evil War Buddha was instantly enraged. He stomped down hard with his right foot and lunged towards Su Yie with his right hand transformed into a claw.

In just one step, he was right behind Su Yie.

Many beings sighed; it seemed the Immortal Palace was about to be seized by the Evil War Buddha.

Qing Chen, the Sword Immortal, and Gong Sunxin moved as well, ready to intercept Su Yie before the Evil War Buddha could catch him.

Just then, Su Yie suddenly turned around and slashed with his sword.

Possessed by the True Lord of Manifested Saint, Su Yie's aura exploded the instant he launched his attack!

The Evil War Buddha was terrified, his face going pale and his soul trembling. He instinctively retreated, but it was already too late.

Boom—

The Evil War Buddha's body and soul were cleaved in half by the Zhou Wu Sword. The Sword Qi spread far and wide, splitting the earth and reducing dozens of beings to ash.

Mountains were sliced open across thousands of miles; all restrictions they encountered were shattered by the Sword Qi, unstoppable in its deadly path!

Even the clouds above were split in two, as if the sky dome itself was cleaved in half.

On the edge of the Immortal Forbidden Zone, once Emperor Jiang Mo reached the peak of a mountain, the Sword Qi grazed by him, cutting the mountain beneath his feet into two.

His expression froze instantly, and cold sweat began to dot his forehead.

He instinctively looked back to see a gigantic rift in the ground, spanning hundreds of meters wide with no visible ends. Dust filled the air, like a wall splitting the heavens and the earth in two.

The frightful presence of the Sword Qi still lingered, casting a hush over all the land.

Emperor Jiang Mo clenched his fists and muttered to himself, "What kind of power is this?"

For a moment, he had felt as if he was staring death in the face!

Meanwhile.

Su Yie still held his sword-swinging pose, and Nan Xiaopao, who stood behind him, was so shocked that she stood there open-mouthed, her face a picture of astonishment.

At this moment, she felt as though she had returned to the first day she arrived at Ancient Wilderness from Xiwan City.

The scene where Su Yie slew the Snake Demon with a single stroke of his sword overlapped with the current silhouette of Su Yie, rippling her heart.

Qing Chen, the Sword Immortal, and Gong Sunxin were so scared that they hastily retreated.

Gong Sunxin, wearing a brocade robe and a snake crown with a gloomy face, was so frightened by Su Yie that he almost lost his soul.

All beings were petrified with fear, especially Yin Tianlun, whose legs went soft and collapsed on the ground.

Just with one sword strike, Su Yie instantly killed the evil fighting Buddha?

How is that possible!

The beings only felt that the scene before their eyes was absurd, as if they were in a dream.

That was the evil fighting Buddha, one of the top ten on the Demon Path, an almost undying entity!

Su Yie lifted the Zhou Wu Sword and declared coldly, "Since you wish for death, don't blame me for being unkind."

Killing the evil fighting Buddha immediately granted him another chance to invite someone.

He planned to slaughter all the beings here!

If they didn't leave a way out for him, he wouldn't let any being live!

Upon these words, all beings were in an uproar, hastily retreating.

"My God! Am I seeing things?"

"Impossible! That was the evil fighting Buddha!"

"Run! It's really the Eternal Old Demon!"

"Mommy, we're going to die!"

"Could he be the Immortal being spoken of in the Immortal Forbidden Zone?"

"An Immortal? Hiss—"

Qing Chen, the Sword Immortal, Gong Sunxin, Wang Kun, Yin Tianlun, and other strong beings neither retreated nor dared to approach Su Yie.

Su Yie suddenly stepped forward and arrived in front of Gong Sunxin, striking down with his sword.

Gong Sunxin's pupils contracted sharply, unable to dodge, and was cleaved in two, both form and spirit destroyed, turning to ash.

Instant kill!

Another instant kill!

The strength of Yang Jian was an existence surpassing Immortal Gods and was revered as True Lord of Manifested Saint in the Extraterrestrial, his power outrageously strong!

Even Haotian Wuxiang couldn't withstand a single move against Yang Jian, let alone these people.

Qing Chen, the Sword Immortal, was nearly scared to death, and so were the others, who turned and ran.

Suddenly, Su Yie swung the Sword of Defeated Grudges, a sword flash spilling blood, piercing through Qing Chen, the Sword Immortal's throat. The terrifying Sword Qi wreaked havoc inside Qing Chen's body, causing massive destruction. The next second, Qing Chen turned to ash and dissipated in the air.
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"This power..."

Su Yie's heart was pounding. After the Divine Shadow Possession, he felt no discomfort; instead, he had the illusion that it wasn't him who had grown stronger but the world that had grown weaker.

He immediately pursued Wang Kun, Yin Tianlun, and the rest.

It was as easy as cutting vegetables, with no difficulty; no one could withstand or even dodge a single one of his sword strikes!

Nan Xiaopao stood still, completely disoriented.

Is this Su Yie?

How could he possibly be this strong?

Is he truly in the Heavenly Void Realm?

Nan Xiaopao felt a nameless panic and even wondered if Su Yie was possessed.

Not far away, Qing Jushi, who was lying on the ground, was also dumbstruck. He had been feigning death all this time, and when he saw Su Yie's performance, he felt as though the world was collapsing.

"This pressure... it's comparable to my peak..."

Qing Jushi roared internally, feeling as though his blood had frozen.

He, too, was shocked, utterly disbelieving his own eyes.

In less than the time of ten breaths, Su Yie had directly killed tens of thousands of beings, leaving only a few who slipped through the net, which he had intentionally let go to deter other beings from coming near him.

The power of Yang Jian, enough to shock the heavens and make divine ghosts weep!