Master of the Demon Emperor

"What's wrong?"

Han Yuandao asked, thinking that Su Yie might be feeling unwell.

Fang Tian Divine Fist also opened his eyes and looked toward Su Yie. In their plan, Su Yie was indispensable, so they really hoped nothing would happen to him.

But Su Yie was not a porcelain doll, he was a Fiend Demon, so how could something inexplicably happen to him?

"It's nothing."

Su Yie replied and then asked Fang Tian Divine Fist, "After passing the Chu Empire, how much longer will it take to reach the main hall of the Divine Physique Hall?"

The Divine Physique Hall had countless branches, and the main hall was the center of power, a place rarely known to anyone.

Fang Tian Divine Fist hesitated, "If we travel at full speed, it will probably take about a month. By then, we will still need to locate the main hall. The main hall of the Divine Physique Hall is protected by an Ancient Formation, making it very hard to find."

A month!

Su Yie sighed inwardly; the Eastern Lands were indeed vast.

The distance they had already covered was enough to circle the globe several times, yet they were still far from the Divine Physique Hall.

Immediately, Su Yie shifted his focus slightly downwards.

The walls along the Mandong River were thirty feet high, and inside the walls were countless buildings stretching to the horizon, with mountains faintly visible on the skyline.

This was just one city of the Chu Empire, more magnificent than Chang An, exuding an indescribable imperial aura.

Just like Xiang Shun's title, Overlord of Western Chu.

"If I get the chance, I will definitely pay you a visit."

Su Yie smiled with a sparkle in his eyes.

No matter how wild the Overlord of Western Chu might be, he was under Su Yie's command!

For he was Emperor Su!

If the Overlord of Western Chu dared to make a move against him, he could obliterate the Overlord of Western Chu, but unless absolutely necessary, Su Yie did not want to do this; every member of Emperor Su's Sect was a treasure to him!

They could be utilized and also enhance the strength of the Divine Shadow Legion.

The Chu Empire was vast, equivalent to the size of the Seven Dynasties combined. It was a place of rich citizens and strong nations where common people lived in peace and happiness and Cultivators traveled everywhere, cultivating in mountains and bustling markets.

During the flight, Su Yie could feel many powerful presences, showcasing the strength of the Chu Empire.

"The Chu Empire was established two hundred years ago and has developed very quickly. If it weren't for Xiang Shun's low profile, the Chu Empire would have become famous long ago."

Han Yuandao couldn't help but praise, a sight that would make anyone aspire to such great landscapes.

Fang Tian Divine Fist snorted, "What's so good about royal power? It's better to seek the Dao and immortality, which is the truly worthy pursuit."

Han Yuandao glanced at him and said, "The emperors of various clans compete for Luck, which forges their bodies and extends their lives, and is also a path to pursue immortality."

Luck!

These two words were profoundly mysterious, simply put as luck, but more complexly as fate!

"What's Luck, what's immortality? Neither matters in the eyes of my foster father!"

Ren Wokuang snorted in an aloof manner, as if his father was the greatest.

"Who exactly is your foster father?" Han Yuandao asked, irritated. Ren Wokuang always boasted about his foster father and elder brother but never revealed their identities, leaving Han Yuandao as restless as a cat.

Ren Wokuang smirked proudly, remaining silent, causing Han Yuandao to inwardly fume.

Han Yuandao's mind stirred, and he began to calculate with his fingers, trying to figure out who Ren Wokuang's foster father really was.

"Pfft—"

Han Yuandao suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his energy dwindling as he fell from the sky.

Fang Tian Divine Fist quickly caught him, and Su Yie furrowed his brow and asked, "What happened?"

He and Fang Tian Divine Fist instinctively looked toward Ren Wokuang.

Even Xiao Bai on Su Yie's body shrank his neck apprehensively; he hated Ren Wokuang the most because Ren Wokuang wanted to roast and eat him.

Ren Wokuang bragged arrogantly, "He overestimated himself, daring to predict my foster father? He's lucky he didn't die!"

Seeing his expression, even Su Yie felt like punching him.

So insufferable!

How did this guy even manage to live until today?

The four continued forward, Han Yuandao was severely injured and unconscious, and the others couldn't be bothered to tend to him as long as he didn't die.

He had been unconscious for a whole day and night.

Han Yuandao had just woken up.

They had also left the territory of the Chu Empire, and the Mandong River was getting further and further away from them. Find your next adventure on empire

Han Yuandao's face was pale as he lay on a round fan-shaped magic artifact, his whole person had lost the composed temperament of the past, looking extremely disheveled.

"Humph! Scared, aren't you?"

Ren Wokuang, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, snorted.

Han Yuandao was both embarrassed and angry, his body trembling.

Su Yie also spoke up, "Better stop calculating others when it's unnecessary."

God knows how many times Han Yuandao had calculated his own actions, so he was somewhat annoyed with Han Yuandao.

Turning his back to Han Yuandao, Fang Tian Divine Fist said, "Your master, Chu Tongming knew too much, do you want to follow in his footsteps?"

Chu Tongming!

Han Yuandao's face looked terrible in an instant, his eyes even emitted a murderous aura.

His master was his taboo, no one was allowed to mention him in his presence.

If it were not for the sake of revenge against the Divine Physique Hall, and his injuries, he really wanted to chop up Fang Tian Divine Fist.

"You really are righteous!"

Just then, a cold laugh filled with mockery rang out, followed immediately by a whooshing sound.

The faces of Su Yie and his companions changed, and they immediately dodged, only to see a flaming arrow flying towards them.

The arrow was very fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye across the other side of the high mountain.

Soon, a man in a leopard print black robe flew towards them, his body wrapped in terrifying demon qi, his black hair fluttering, his eyes fierce, staring intently at Su Yie.

The newcomer was very strong!

Su Yie was on guard, flipping his hand to take out the Zhou Wu Sword and the Sword of Defeated Grudges, ready to fight.

Xiao Bai, on his shoulder, roared at the man in the black robe, trying to scare off the enemy.

"Zhang Wenyuan!"

Fang Tian Divine Fist stared at the man in the black robe, bellowing angrily, his aura bursting forth, startling the surrounding mountains into trembling.

"Divine Physique Hall's Saint Lord."

Han Yuandao's face still looked terrible, as he was seriously injured and couldn't fight at full strength.

The Saint Lords of the Divine Physique Hall were all beyond the Astral Projection Realm!

Above the Astral Projection Realm lay the Innate Dao Fruit Realm, while the corresponding cultivation realm for the Demon Clan was called the Demon Body Dao Fruit Realm, both capable of nurturing a Daoist Fruit!

Daoist Fruit, an existence recognized by the heavenly stars, was profoundly mysterious.

Zhang Wenyuan had entered the Demon Body Dao Fruit Realm a thousand years ago, and his strength was extremely formidable, but few knew what his original form was.

"Demon Lord, your actions will lead the entire Bailing Territory to perish with you," Zhang Wenyuan said coldly, threatening Su Yie.

Ren Wokuang cursed, "What are you? How dare you threaten my Brother Su! If my older brother were here, you would already be a dead demon!"

Zhang Wenyuan gave him a fierce glance, which frightened him so much that he quickly hid behind Su Yie.

"Perfect timing, I was just wanting to vent my anger on the Divine Physique Hall's Saint Lord!"

Fang Tian Divine Fist stepped forward, his robe billowing, his aura reaching its peak, with thunder and lightning faintly flickering around his body.

Zhang Wenyuan sneered disdainfully, their eyes locked on each other.

Both powerful figures moved at the same time, and with a loud bang, they collided.

Their fists met, and the forceful wind howled out, blowing Su Yie and the others away.

Meanwhile, on a distant mountain peak, stood a figure dressed as a scholar, his demeanor refined, holding a scroll in his hand.

From his appearance, he seemed to be in his twenties.

"Let's see if the Great Cang Invincible Body is as formidable as the legends say," the scholar said with a smile, talking to himself as the fierce wind faced him without making him flinch.