Master of the Demon Emperor

Li Huahun and Fang Tian Divine Fist, under the escort of cultivators from Divine Physique Hall, walked toward the Immortal-Slaying Stage, while the gathered creatures cast their gazes upon them.

They had all heard of the deeds of Li Huahun and Fang Tian Divine Fist. Li Huahun was capable of contending with the Nameless Imperial Ancestor, having slain twenty Saint Lords with terrifying strength.

Fang Tian Divine Fist had been famous for a long time, and although he hailed from the fringes of the Eastern Lands, he had managed to injure the Nameless Imperial Ancestor using a secret technique during their encounter, which was enough to make his name renowned throughout the world.

Unfortunately, secret techniques come with a price, and the dispersal of his cultivation was the price he paid, not due to being incapacitated by the Nameless Imperial Ancestor.

"Is that Li Huahun? So young?"

"Nonsense, look at his eyes. How can he be young? He must be an old monster!"

"It's hard to imagine they could fight the Nameless Imperial Ancestor."

"Who really is behind the Bailing Demon Lord, could they be from the same force?"

"I really want to see what the Bailing Demon Lord actually looks like."

The creatures pointed and whispered, and those who had witnessed the battle in Flame Demon City sighed incessantly.

Back in Flame Demon City, what a figure Li Huahun was, and yet, to think he has fallen to such straits now.

Not just for Li Huahun, many also felt sympathetic toward Fang Tian Divine Fist.

Beyond sympathy, there was no other way.

To offend Divine Physique Hall was to incur the wrath of the Nameless Imperial Ancestor.

Pushed by the cultivators, Li Huahun and Fang Tian Divine Fist took steps up the Immortal-Slaying Stage.

Both were expressionless, unaffected by the strange looks and criticisms cast their way.

Meanwhile, within Emperor Su's Sect.

Ren Wokuang: Brother, hang in there, we're coming to rescue you!

Li Huahun: If there's no certainty, don't come.

Piercing Arm Monkey: The Demon Lord is quite confident, your dad is training him, I estimate it's almost over.

Tang Qingtian: Grandpa Li, who is my grandfather? Is he formidable?

Ren Wokuang: My sworn father is unmatched in this world! Do you think I'm joking?

Divine Ghost Lü Wutian: Keep boasting, just keep at it, as it won't shut you up anyway.

...

Li Huahun laughed. Although he did not understand what Su Yie was relying on to save him, he still chose to believe in Su Yie.

"Don't give up, they will die,"

Li Huahun whispered softly, his words meant for Fang Tian Divine Fist.

Originally, Fang Tian Divine Fist had planned to bite off his own tongue and kill himself before the execution to avoid a humiliating death, so he needed to be warned not to do anything foolish.

Hearing this, Fang Tian Divine Fist looked at Li Huahun in surprise. Could Li Huahun have something to rely on?

He thought of Su Yie, but quickly dismissed the idea.

The Nameless Imperial Ancestor, through intelligence, deduced that the Divine Shadow Legion had a time limit; there had been no instance of them appearing again within a month, so he decided to execute them within a fortnight.

His aim was not to flush out Su Yie, but to assert his authority.

Without the Divine Shadow Legion, how could Su Yie save them?

Thus, he gave up hope on Su Yie.

The two of them walked step-by-step upward.

By the time they reached the top of the Immortal-Slaying Stage, half an hour had passed.

Without their cultivation, climbing the nine thousand steps was sheer torture.

The cultivators from Divine Physique Hall didn't help either, deliberately forcing them to walk on their own, making their teeth itch with hatred.

"Kneel down!"

A middle-aged cultivator shouted angrily. In the midst of speaking, he kicked both Li Huahun and Fang Tian Divine Fist, breaking their kneecaps and forcing them to kneel involuntarily.

Neither let out a moan of pain, but their eyes filled with a cold murderous intent.

They had never suffered such humiliation and swore in their hearts to slaughter everyone in Divine Physique Hall.

...

At Immortal Emperor Peak.

Su Yie and The Silver-faced Man suddenly appeared, startling Han Yuan, Piercing Arm Monkey, Ren Wokuang, and Xiao Bai to gather round.

They examined Su Yie, all displaying looks of astonishment.

Not seeing him for a day, Su Yie seemed like a completely different person.

Although his appearance hadn't changed, Su Yie's demeanor had undergone a transformation, especially the disdain for mortals that lurked between his brows.

Most importantly, Su Yie gave them a very dangerous feeling, of course, except for the Piercing Arm Monkey.

His cold eyes seemed to hide endless killing intent.

Over the year, Su Yie's cultivation and strength had not improved because he had been continuously honing his skills through battles with the Silver-faced Man. He could now adeptly control the True Sunflame and had even created some spells of his own.

He was confident he could kill the version of himself from a year ago in an instant!

For others, only a day had passed.

Such a significant change in just a day elevated the status of the Silver-faced Man in the minds of the Piercing Arm Monkey and Han Yuandao immensely.

"You should set out now."

The Silver-faced Man was the first to speak, breaking the silence.

The Piercing Arm Monkey, Han Yuandao, and Ren Wokuang diverted their gaze from Su Yie.

Xiao Bai flew over, wrapping tightly around Su Yie's waist just as before.

"Father, won't you come with us?"

Ren Wokuang asked, knowing that if the Silver-faced Man accompanied them, he would be fearless to the extent of daring to force the Nameless Imperial Ancestor to call him son!

The Silver-faced Man shook his head with a smile, then looked towards Su Yie and said, "From now on, you can only rely on yourself. If you can't even handle the Nameless Imperial Ancestor, you will not do justice to your talents and fortune."

His words were full of depth and left much to ponder.

Su Yie didn't think too much and asked, "When can you tell me your name?"

The Silver-faced Man did not respond further, just staring at Su Yie.

Ren Wokuang felt awkward and roared inwardly, "I'm your damn son! Can you pay attention to me?"

Once the atmosphere fell silent again.

The Silver-faced Man suddenly spoke with a laugh, "One day, you will know. Go now."

After speaking, he waved his right hand, and a cool breeze hit them head-on.

Following that, Su Yie and his group felt the world spinning, their minds feeling heavy.

Not knowing how much time had passed.

They suddenly landed, and except for Su Yie and the Piercing Arm Monkey, Han Yuandao, Ren Wokuang, and Xiao Bai all collapsed to the ground. Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire

Su Yie quickly stood up straight, shook his head, and looked up.

They found themselves standing on a desolate plain, with the wind and sand blowing from the horizon, vast and boundless.

The sun shone brightly, no living beings were around, the air was somewhat scorching, and the soil underfoot was a burnt-red color.

"This place is... could it be..."

Han Yuandao trembled as he stood up, his eyes filled with shock.

The Piercing Arm Monkey took a deep breath and said, "Land of the Imperial Lineage, we're back again."

This was the border of the Land of the Imperial Lineage, which they had passed through previously while fleeing.

From a high elevation, this wasteland appeared as though it had been scorched red by the fierce sun, making it easy to identify.

"Let's go, to the Immortal-Slaying Stage."

Su Yie turned around and set off, his eyes turning extremely cold in an instant.

Nameless Imperial Ancestor!

Your time of death has come!

"Brother Su, wait for me."

Ren Wokuang hurriedly followed, with Xiao Bai lying on Su Yie's shoulder.

The Piercing Arm Monkey followed behind and asked aloud, "Do you know where the Immortal-Slaying Stage is?"

"No."

Su Yie answered without turning his head back, causing the Piercing Arm Monkey's mouth to twitch.

Han Yuandao pointed in another direction and shouted, "You're going the wrong way, this way."

"..."

Su Yie turned around with a cold face and followed the direction Han Yuandao pointed.