Chapter 960
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Chapter 960: Instigation!
“You sly and insignificant humans! If powerful warriors are pursuing you, it’s because of your actions. If you can provide me with a middle-grade Dao Tool, it would prove that you have something of greater value!”
A cold smile appeared on the old dwarf’s lips. His sharp eyes missed nothing. He never anticipated that he would stumble upon such an unexpected gain. A brief flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes as he addressed Su Yi with chilling coldness, “Moreover, your soul imprint is on this middle-grade Dao Tool. Only by eliminating you can it truly become mine. Did you think I wouldn’t be aware?”
“Um…”
Fear clouded Su Yi’s eyes as he looked at the old dwarf in the white robe. He stepped back a few paces and then suddenly shouted, “Senior Demon Emperor, are you planning to silence us? You now possess the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow. But let me warn you, the experts from the Golden Sword Sect are close by. You won’t be able to hide it!”
The old dwarf in the white robe was momentarily stunned, confusion briefly flickering in his expression. However, he soon dismissed it, sneering, “So, you’re from the Golden Sword Sect? And what of it? Do you really think I, the emperor, would fear the Golden Sword Sect? Get ready to die!”
With his words, the old dwarf’s aura shifted, signaling his intent to strike Su Yi and Su Xiaoshuai.
Su Yi’s gaze, sharp and focused, briefly flickered with a faint smile before disappearing.
“Boom!”
A powerful aura descended, and two figures landed with tremendous force. A sharp and ominous voice rang out like thunder, saying, “Soul Devouring Emperor, explain how the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow ended up in your possession.”
The two figures were none other than Yang Baikun, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect, and elder Wei Yidao.
Yang Baikun’s eyes blazed with fury as he looked at the old man in white holding the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow.
“So, it’s you, Yang Baikun!”
The old man in white seemed slightly surprised to see Yang Baikun and Wei Yidao approach. The sight of these two Yuan Emperor Realm experts made his expression turn cold. He raised the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow and sneered, “If I possess this bow, it belongs to me. Do I need to explain it to you? Remember, this is the domain of my demon race. Humans like you have no right to act so recklessly!”
“Yang Baikun! He is the leader of the Golden Sword Sect!”
Upon hearing the old man’s words, Su Yi’s heart skipped a beat. He hadn’t anticipated that the one arriving would be Yang Baikun, the leader of the Golden Sword Sect. Based on Huang Jian’s information, Yang Baikun had already reached the Fifth Grade of Yuan Emperor Realm. The old man by his side was evidently another powerful Yuan Emperor Realm expert.
Su Xiaoshuai appeared confused, but when he saw Yang Baikun and the old dwarf in white, a look of understanding seemed to dawn upon him. He leaned against Su Yi, remaining completely calm. A mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.
As the Soul Devouring Emperor finished speaking, Yang Baikun’s eyes turned frosty. He said, his voice cold, “Are you saying that you killed my people from the Golden Sword Sect?”
Although the Soul Devouring Emperor was surprised, he couldn’t ignore the pressure exuded by Yang Baikun’s aura. Nevertheless, he kept his composure and stared directly at Yang Baikun. His cold gaze shifted to Su Yi in the distance before he retorted, “What does it matter if I kill some Golden Sword Sect members? Can you, Yang Baikun, stop me? I’ll kill that boy today just to show you!”
With a flash of realization, Su Yi quickly understood that Yang Baikun had arrived personally, accompanied by another expert at Yuan Emperor Realm. Seeing the situation unfold, he shifted his focus and clenched his teeth. In an instant, he sprinted toward Yang Baikun, his face showing panic and fear. He yelled, “Master Yang, save me! This Demon Emperor wants to kill me and silence me. Please help me! He’s the one who took the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow. He looks like a tiny, insignificant figure, no bigger than a small nail, a little underdeveloped radish, a mere dwarf who dares to ignore the Golden Sword Sect and threatens to kill its members.”
“You insolent child! You’re courting death!”
The Soul Devouring Emperor’s temper flared. He despised being insulted in such a manner. Without hesitation, he shot into the air, transforming into a blinding streak of white light, rushing directly toward Su Yi.
“Soul Devouring Emperor, how dare you kill my Golden Sword Sect disciples, my son? You and I are far from finished!”
Yang Baikun roared with rage as his Yuan Emperor Realm aura erupted. A massive golden palm shot out, slamming into the Soul Devouring Emperor, intercepting him before he could reach Su Yi.
“You’re not intimidating me, Yang Baikun. This is the domain of the monster race. It’s not your place to act so arrogantly!”
The Soul Devouring Emperor wasn’t someone who could be easily challenged. Few dared to confront him head-on. Dressed in white, his fists clenched tightly. An icy whip of energy materialized around his fists, striking with chilling precision.
The two forces collided with tremendous impact. The ice whip, emanating an overwhelming cold, clashed against Yang Baikun’s golden palm. The whip’s freezing energy shattered the palm as though it were made of glass.
“Thud thud!”
The residual force of the clash reverberated through the air, and both figures were forced to retreat several steps. Surrounding ancient vines were frozen and covered in a thick layer of ice. Tree branches cracked and fell, sending a cacophony of crashes through the air.
“Soul Devouring Emperor, I won’t stop until I bring you down!”
Yang Baikun’s anger flared, the realization hitting him that the Soul Devouring Emperor had killed his only son and stolen the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow. Only someone of the Soul Devouring Emperor’s strength could have so easily taken down Huang Jian. With everything now clear in his mind, Yang Baikun was determined to make the Soul Devouring Emperor pay.
“Hum!”
A golden sword appeared in Yang Baikun’s grasp, its brilliance shining brightly as the energy of heaven and earth gathered around it, producing a sharp clang. The pressure it exerted was immense, indicating that it was no ordinary weapon, possibly even surpassing the Golden Scale Flaming Heavenly Bow in power.
“Soul Devouring Emperor, prepare to meet your end!”
The enemy who had killed his son now stood as his mortal foe. Yang Baikun’s fury erupted as he brandished the golden sword.
“Boom!”
The sword moved as if propelled by lightning, stirring up a violent storm. It seemed capable of tearing through space itself as Yang Baikun launched a relentless barrage of slashes aimed at the Soul Devouring Emperor.
“Yang Baikun, do you truly think I fear you?”
As the murderous aura from Yang Baikun closed in, the Soul Devouring Emperor’s fury matched his own. A murderous glint filled his eyes as his body glowed with dazzling light, soaring into the sky. The Soul Devouring Emperor’s form began to swell, releasing a chilling breath that transformed him into a massive, white serpent nearly six feet in length.
This serpent resembled a centipede, its body radiating an icy glow. It was marked with a faint blood-red hue, heightening its ominous presence. The creature had no legs, but its thin, cicada-like wings fluttered menacingly. Its head resembled that of a giant wasp.
At this moment, a powerful aura emanated from the Soul Devouring Emperor, as potent as a fourth-level Demonic Emperor. Waves of icy breath intertwined to form a massive web, freezing the air and halting the blade’s advance.
