Master of the Demon Emperor

"Hiss—"

All the demon cultivators took in a cold breath; that was one of the Four Kings of the Demon Sect, the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord, who had been blown away by a punch from the Demon Lord!

Nowadays, the portrait of the Demon Lord had spread throughout the Demon Sect, so they could recognize him at a glance.

Wasn't the Demon Lord just at the Mystic Demon King Realm?

The Purple-Clothed Demon Lord was a top existence in the Astral Projection Realm, two whole Great Realms stronger than the Demon Lord!

Su Yie shook his right hand, his expression calm.

After merging with the True Dragon's Tendon, his physical body had transformed, and even a Demon King of the Astral Projection Realm didn't possess a physique as strong as his.

In the past, his strength was somewhat unfocused; when he struck with full force, it might not have the same impact upon its target.

But now, he had full control of his power. When he struck with full force, he was unstoppable, and a slightly weaker cultivator or Demon King of the Astral Projection Realm could be blown to pieces with one punch!

"How is this possible..."

Lang Huaxin trembled, his face filled with terror.

Demon Lord Qing Yan also arrived at a nearby pavilion. He watched Su Yie, deep in thought.

Wei Niantian stared at Su Yie and sneered, "You've gotten stronger again."

"Yeah, scared now?"

With an indifferent tone, Su Yie spoke, and as he did, he stepped on his sword and charged towards Wei Niantian.

With a scornful smile, Wei Niantian said, "You thrust yourself into hell unwelcome; I was just thinking about killing you!"

Then, he raised his palm to strike Su Yie, preparing to obliterate him with that single blow.

Just at that moment, a ghost-like figure streaked past Su Yie, appearing in front of him.

Dressed in white as snow, it was none other than Li Huahun!

Wei Niantian's pupils shrank; he had just caught sight of Li Huahun's ice-cold demeanor.

So fast!

Wei Niantian was horrified, instinctively wanting to retreat, but unfortunately, he was a step too late.

Bang—

With one punch, Li Huahun sent Wei Niantian flying. Where he passed, buildings collapsed, rubble burst, leaving a trail of destruction that carried on until he was out of Chang An.

Silence!

All the demon cultivators were dumbstruck, even Demon Lord Qing Yan widened his eyes.

It was one thing for the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord to be blown away by the Demon Lord, but for Wei Niantian to be knocked away too?

Just who was this fiend?

The demon cultivators woke from their shock and scrambled away from Li Huahun, retreating hastily.

"Could he be Li Huahun?"

Demon Lord Qing Yan frowned at the thought; he remembered that Li Huahun was coming to Chang An to protect Su Yie.

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Turning his head, Li Huahun looked towards the other demon cultivators and, incongruent with his appearance, displayed a cruel smile.

Su Yie didn't see his expression and simply said, "Your job is to take care of Wei Niantian. Let's spare the rest."

As long as Wei Niantian falls, with Demon Lord Qing Yan taking his place, the Demon Sect would essentially be submitting to Emperor Su's Sect.

However, Li Huahun remained indifferent, scanning the demon cultivators as if looking for prey.

At this moment, Wei Niantian came rushing back into the fray.

"Dare injure me! I want you dead!"

Wei Niantian roared with rage, his eyes bloodshot, hinting at the onset of demonic possession.

He considered Chang An his territory, and being disgraced in front of his own followers made him lose all reason, even forgetting the terror Li Huahun had just instilled in him.

Turning his head, Li Huahun looked at Wei Niantian with a glint of red in his eyes.

Utterly chilling!

Even Wei Niantian was startled, halting his motion with his heart pounding uncontrollably, asking with a trembling voice, "Who are you, really?"

"Li Huahun."

Li Huahun suddenly moved, his feet kicking quickly, setting off a series of explosions in the rubble, and in an instant, he was upon Wei Niantian.

Wei Niantian immediately brought his palms together, his Demonic Qi manifesting as whips lashing out towards Li Huahun, thick and fast, leaving no room to dodge.

Whoosh—

Li Huahun swung his right hand, and all the Demonic Qi whips disintegrated.

Wei Niantian gritted his teeth, concentrating the spiritual power within his body. He unleashed a palm strike that transformed into demonic Qi, forming a gigantic palm like a soaring mountain, reaching a hundred zhang high. It shot towards the ground, unstoppable and shaking the Earth violently.

Before this palm strike, everyone could feel their insignificance.

However, Li Huahun did not attempt to dodge. With a step forward, he arrived in front of the massive palm and threw a punch, his power shattering all spells!

With a thunderous boom that shook the heavens, the palm made of demonic Qi was shattered by Li Huahun's punch. The turbulent windstorm spread in all directions, causing even Su Yie's forehead to break out in cold sweat.

Just how strong is this guy?

At the same time, Demon Lord Qing Yan spoke within Emperor Su's Sect.

Demon Lord Qing Yan: I've seen Li Huahun. He's in a fierce battle with Wei Niantian. Indeed, he's very strong, almost invincibly so.

Black Tiger Emperor: Really? Is your Demon Sect about to change its leader?

Shangguan Wuji: Big Brother Li is, of course, awesome!

Empress of the Great Zhou: The name Li Huahun... I seem to have heard it somewhere before.

He Youming: Why would such a powerful individual associate with a Demon Lord?

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Su Yie had been watching the battle, not paying attention to the conversation in his mind. Otherwise, he would have certainly interjected.

What's that about?

I'm not worthy of Li Huahun?

How dare you!

Meanwhile, Xia Tianyi and Lu Ziwei were also engaged in a fierce battle.

The two Sword Dao Grandmasters fought everywhere, from sky to ground, neither able to overcome the other. With dazzling sword lights, their combative might was even stronger than that of Li Huahun and Wei Niantian.

The two fought unrestrainedly, their mighty blows creating tempests and sword Qi that ravaged Chang An City.

Boom—

The two of them fell from the sky, fighting upside down before crashing into the ruins, kicking up a cloud of dust tens of meters high.

"It's over..."

Li Mengde slumped in his dragon chair, his complexion unsightly.

He knew Xia Tianyi was up to no good.

How many of his people had died or been injured in this battle?

Li Zuxuan's face was also unsightly, but he dared not curse, for Xia Tianyi too belonged to Emperor Su's Sect, and compared to Xia Tianyi, his status within the sect was not high.

"Why is this happening? Our Mighty Tang owes them nothing..."

Liu Boya said with an ugly expression, unable to fathom why Lu Ziwei and Xia Tianyi would target them.

Could it be someone else's bidding?

Among the Seven Dynasties, who could command them?

"Over there... Wei Niantian?"

Li Mengde suddenly rose, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Liu Boya and Li Zuxuan turned to look in the direction he was pointing.

Looking in the direction indicated by Li Mengde, over the ruined cityscape, Li Huahun was seen holding Wei Niantian by the neck and lifting him high up. This sight struck them with immense shock.

That was the Leader of the Demon Cult!

"He is Li Huahun..."

Li Zuxuan muttered, equally shaken. He had seen Demon Lord Qing Yan's remark about Li Huahun engaging in combat with Wei Niantian and did not expect such a quick resolution.

In front of Li Huahun, even Wei Niantian, who had many hidden spells, couldn't use them in time.

Because Li Huahun was too fast, too strong!

Li Huahun directly disabled Wei Niantian's dantian, shattered all his bones, and then threw him at Su Yie's feet.

"Apologize to him, or die," Li Huahun said coldly, appearing behind Wei Niantian and stepping on his back.

Su Yie raised an eyebrow, thinking, "That's satisfying. The enemy kneels without me having to lift a finger."

Wei Niantian trembled, his face covered in blood and hair disheveled, making it impossible to discern his expression.

"Damn it... I am..." Wei Niantian gnashed his teeth, his voice almost squeezed out through clenched teeth, filled with rage and unwillingness.