Does anyone actually Believes That My Master Is A Mortal?

"Baize, in light of your past efforts for me and the Demon Race, surrender now, and I may spare your life!"

"As for you two, if you can abandon the new era and join us, you may also live."

"There's no need for the others; let them perish."

The eyes of Demon Emperor Di Jun were piercing as he looked at the people before him.

He was extremely despotic.

He simply didn't allow for any rebuttal.

With a single statement, there was an aura that no one could respond to his words.

It was as if his words were Heavenly Dao Decrees, not tolerating any opposition.

"Do you think that's possible, Demon Emperor?"

Ye Luo stepped forward first, feeling that it was imperative to stabilize the morale of his side at this time.

He forcefully exuded his aura.

Trying to confront the Demon Emperor.

But in the face of the Demon Emperor's supreme pressure,

his aura seemed powerless to resist.

"You, a man of the new era, are somewhat interesting."

The Demon Emperor slightly raised his eyebrows, looking upon Ye Luo with a bit more esteem.

It was rare for someone to burst forth with such momentum in his presence.

Even now, when he retained only a fraction of his power, it remained true.

Ye Luo's audacity to show his momentum was unexpectedly intriguing to him.

"Elder brother."

Behind him, Donghuang Taiyi slowly flew over, bowing his hand to the Demon Emperor, his expression respectful.

"Taiyi, not bad."

The Demon Emperor Di Jun turned his head and responded with a word.

The two exchanged glances.

They didn't talk much.

In fact, there wasn't much conversation at all.

Between the two of them, there was simply no need for many words.

"Elder brother, that man is the foremost prodigy of the new era, and his talent is no less than that of us from the old era; we must keep him at any cost!"

Donghuang Taiyi also knew of Ye Luo's formidable talent.

Even if they couldn't persuade Ye Luo to join them, they needed to eliminate him.

"Hmm."

Di Jun nodded faintly in agreement.

Having said that,

his gaze once again fell upon Ye Luo and the others.

Stepping forward, the pressure landing on Ye Luo intensified by a notch.

Ye Luo's expression grew unsightly, biting down hard on his teeth, finding even speaking difficult.

Sun Wukong and Baize, seeing this, promptly moved next to Ye Luo, each supporting one of his shoulders, holding him up and together resisting the oppressive force.

Seeing the three band together,

Donghuang Taiyi also stepped forward, the silhouette of the Ancient Bell emerging behind him.

Dong, dong, dong...

The Ancient Bell resonated, releasing endless ripples in an instant, sweeping in all directions as if it sought to fix time, space, and everything in existence.

With the participation of Donghuang Taiyi, Ye Luo and his companions were suddenly at a disadvantage in this standoff.

The others, seeing this, one after another came behind Ye Luo's group, attempting to bolster the three of them.

But these individuals were essentially of little consequence.

Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun shared the same origin, and when the two of them joined forces, it was not as simple as one plus one.

Just as Donghuang Taiyi and Di Jun worked together, pressing Ye Luo and the others to the brink of being unable to resist,

Ye Luo had intended to forcibly unleash his power, allowing Sun Wukong and the others to escape first.

However, Di Jun had already perceived Ye Luo's thoughts.

Suddenly raising his hand, he launched a powerful blast of mana which, with speed transcending time and space, hurtled toward Ye Luo.

Distracted as he already was, Ye Luo couldn't react in time.

He was struck with precision.

Boom!

Following a thunderous noise,

Ye Luo's body was sent flying backward.

He became a shadow, crashing down.

Thump!

Ye Luo smashed into the seabed, stirring up waves.

Moments later, Ye Luo's figure burst forth from the seabed once more, evidently having sustained no major impact.

But the moment Ye Luo flew out,

everyone saw his figure and couldn't help but glance sideways.

At this moment, Ye Luo looked extremely disheveled.

His robe was somewhat tattered, his breathing was chaotic, and there was blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, clearly he was seriously injured.

"Alliance Leader Ye!"

Seeing Ye Luo in this state, the others flew down toward him, ready to catch him and guard him.

Donghuang Taiyi, seeing this, narrowed his eyes slightly, controlling the Ancient Bell behind him to directly restrain those people.

"Surrender to the old era, and you may be spared from death!"

The voice of Di Jun was filled with supreme authority, and there was also a hint of bewitchment, as he tried to undermine Ye Luo's will.

"You're dreaming,"

Ye Luo replied, his breath chaotic, as he raised his head to look at Di Jun, his eyes still filled with sharpness.

While his body was injured, his will remained unyielding.

"Do you really seek death?"

Di Jun snorted coldly, his impatience growing.

"I don't think you have what it takes to kill me!"

Ye Luo refused to submit.

He had always believed that their Respected Master was watching over him.

Should his life be in danger, his master would surely intervene!

He strongly believed in this!

"You don't think so? Then let me show you!"

Di Jun seemed to grow enraged.

He raised his palm, preparing to completely obliterate Ye Luo.

Majestic Mana rapidly gathered, forming a massive hand.

It seemed he wanted to crush Ye Luo with this giant palm.

Seeing this scene,

Donghuang Taiyi quickly cooperated.

Movements from the Ancient Bell's phantom set off countless ripples, restraining Ye Luo from escaping.

Ye Luo's figure shifted, trying to break free from the ripples' blockade.

But Di Jun was too fast.

So fast that Ye Luo could hardly react.

By the time Ye Luo had somewhat recovered, a huge palm print had already appeared before him.

Ye Luo's eyes reflected the massive palm print.

Just when he thought he was doomed to be gravely injured, if not dead,

an extraordinary event occurred!

A beam of golden light shot from afar.

This golden light, assaulting forth, directly pierced through the giant palm print unleashed by Di Jun.

The enormous palm print created by Di Jun was perforated and dissipated into a myriad of shimmering lights.

The golden light, undiminished in power, charged towards Di Jun.

"What the hell is this thing!"

Not only was Di Jun taken aback, but the others were also shocked.

They couldn't make out what the golden light was, only feeling the vast authority of heaven and earth it carried.

The force within this heavenly might was far more powerful than the slight hint of aura from the advent of the New Heavenly Dao.

The two were simply not on the same level.

Under Di Jun's astonished gaze,

the golden light struck him directly, unerringly.

Di Jun, instinctively reacting,

crossed his hands in front of his chest, attempting to block the beam of golden light.

But the moment the golden light touched him, his eyes widened in realization that he couldn't withstand it.

A terrifying force exploded.

Di Jun's chest was pierced through, golden blood flowed out.

Rustling...

Layers of blood-colored mist spread around.

Countless blood-colored lightnings crackled in the sky.

It seemed as if everything was mourning something.

And Di Jun's body also started to fall,

toward the sea surface.

Meanwhile, the golden light continued its straight path, smashing into the ocean, stirring up endless water, and then plunging into the deep seabed, revealing its form, which was a gnawed bone...