Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 608 You Are Not Qualified
The Eighteen Dragon Nurture Sword formation was quite rare. The one who set up this grand design was ambitious and audacious, wanting to cultivate the Supreme Sword Dao while also enhancing their Bloodline Power. This was a powerful undertaking, and Guang Xiaoyu also saw the signs.
Of course, the most urgent matter at hand was to eliminate these members of the Demon Race before her; otherwise, it would affect her plan to slay the Demon Emperor.
"You?" The elder's expression turned to shock as he stared intently at Guang Xiaoyu. The fluctuation of aura was very familiar, but it wasn't this face. The dozens of Demon Race powerhouses by his side also became vigilant.
Guang Xiaoyu chuckled. "Do you still remember me?"
The elder snapped, "Who are you?"
"It's me!" Guang Xiaoyu walked forward step by step. "The little girl from the past, hunted by your Northern Border, who eventually achieved Tao Verification as the Demon Emperor..."
"It's you!"
"Correct. I have returned."
"You're actually still alive? No, you already died. You're not the Demon Emperor!" The elder saw through the facade. Sensing that familiar aura had made him deeply uneasy, and knowing it was the Demon Emperor terrified him even more. Fortunately, this Demon Emperor before him seemed different. She hadn't died, yet she had, in a way; she was no longer the Demon Emperor of before. It seemed she also hadn't retained the strength of the Emperor Realm.
The elder sneered, "Mere Saint Realm strength, and you dare intrude here? Demon Emperor! Demon Emperor, you should find a place to hide and cultivate, not appear so openly like you are now."
The dozens of Qin Family powerhouses were all very formidable, their realms averaging at the first layer of the Saint King. Coupled with their numbers, if they were to battle Guang Xiaoyu, her death would be certain, with no chance of victory.
However, when the Divine Demon enveloped in black mist slowly rose from Guang Xiaoyu, all the Demon Race powerhouses present felt suffocated.
It was Desolation. They did not recognize it, nor did they need to. As the first Heavenly Demon of the Era of Creation, Desolation had perished for countless eons. Yet, despite the long years, every time it reappeared, regardless of the method, it struck fear into the world. It was said that during the Desolate Peak era, even a single strand of its hair could easily slay an Emperor Realm powerhouse. Furthermore, one drop of its blood was enough to destroy the entire Nine Heavens land. Of course, this was merely a legend; that era was too distant, and no one knew if it was true.
The ancient Divine Demon appeared, bringing anomalies with it.
BANG!
It suddenly opened its eyes—profound, hollow, and cold. In that instant, the dozens of Demon Race powerhouses present felt as if their Divine Souls had been ripped away. They began to tremble with an indescribable fear.
Guang Xiaoyu, controlling the Divine Demon, suddenly attacked. A palm slapped down, and black mist surged out, shrouding the entire battlefield. The dozens of Demon Race powerhouses tried to resist, but the Divine Demon's power was too mighty. It was an overwhelming force that directly annihilated them.
"Is this the Mighty Power of the Divine Demon?" Guang Xiaoyu was beaming with excitement. Witnessing the Divine Demon's action for the first time, her heart surged, and she couldn't calm down for a long time. She was also exhilarated. Having cultivated the Nine Revolutions Demon God Skill to this point, I've only found two Heavenly Demons. There are still seven more to go! I can't imagine what would happen if I gathered all nine Heavenly Demons and summoned them simultaneously. Would I sweep through the Ancient Road? Topple the Ancient City? Or make all the Big Shots in the Heavens shiver? Wonderful!
But... Guang Xiaoyu furrowed her brows, murmuring to herself, "No more cultivating. I want to live with my senior brother, have children together, and watch the sunrises and sunsets together."
After slaying dozens of Demon Race powerhouses, she didn't hesitate for long and strode deeper into the area.
Guang Xiaoyu muttered, cursing under her breath, "This old man is really interesting, setting up a scheme while in seclusion. Does he have too many enemies? Is he afraid someone might come for him with an Emperor Weapon?"
The Eighteen Dragon Nurture Sword formation was a grand undertaking. Faced with such a situation, one could either use brute force—One Force Breaks Ten Thousand Skill—or employ skillful tactics. If it were the past, I would certainly have revived an Emperor Weapon and swept through. But now, that's not feasible. Importantly... I lack such tactics.
However, a peculiar scene soon unfolded. Beneath Guang Xiaoyu's feet, a path suddenly emerged amidst the mountains and rivers of the landscape.
She smiled faintly and strode forward, declaring, "Old man, you're really courting death." Without a doubt, the Demon Emperor has revived, but there must have been some complications. Otherwise, he would have already burst out and wouldn't need to invite me in like this, she mused.
She delved deeper, walking for a few minutes. Along the way, Guang Xiaoyu marveled at the surrounding scenery—or rather, the so-called arrangement. It was well-hidden and elaborate, a testament to the extensive efforts the Demon Emperor had invested in it long ago. Too cautious, she thought.
At last, she arrived before Sword Mountain and scoffed, "Do you really think this emperor would fear your arrangement?"
Sword Mountain towered hundreds of feet high, piercing the clouds. It was surrounded by powerful, astonishingly fierce Sword Qi. This was Vast Sword Qi. The Demon Emperor had established this grand scheme, nurturing the Vast Sword Qi with the entirety of the Northern Border, guarded by eighteen dragons. Guang Xiaoyu would bet that even if he managed to cultivate the Vast Sword Qi, the Northern Border would likely be ruined in the process.
High above, a middle-aged man appeared. He was burly and robust, his muscles coiled like dormant dragons, emanating a powerful aura. His face was resolute, commanding awe without anger. His blood energy was staggering, and his dense black hair cascaded over his shoulders.
He was the Northern Demon Emperor.
From afar, his towering figure seemed even more suffocating than Yu Changfeng's, instilling a terrifying oppression and a profound sense of submission that reached from one's bones to their very Divine Soul.
Hearing Guang Xiaoyu's voice, the Demon Emperor slowly opened his eyes. In that instant, it was as if days and months cycled, ages transformed, and landscapes shifted. Deep within those bizarre and profound eyes, it seemed as if all the Heavens and myriad worlds were hidden. The formidable Emperor's might spread out, completely unreserved.
Hovering above Sword Mountain, he gazed down at Guang Xiaoyu like a God surveying the mortal lands.
"Demon Emperor..." Guang Xiaoyu's smile vanished as she declared, "The grudge between you and me—it's time to settle it."
The Demon Emperor had achieved his Tao Verification an epoch earlier than Guang Xiaoyu. Consequently, in her younger years, she was frequently hunted by the Demon Race of the Northern Border. Worse still, the Demon Emperor himself had often acted to suppress her, and on several occasions, she had nearly met her demise.
Now, reborn and returned, even though she had not yet reached her former realm, she still chose to confront the Demon Emperor directly, approaching with a courage she had never possessed before.
I *will* slay the Demon Emperor. I *will* fight for my senior brother!
At this moment, her small silhouette seemed to be magnified infinitely. She completely ignored the descending Emperor's might.
"Is that so?" the Demon Emperor spoke softly. "The Demon Emperor is reborn, having stepped into Reincarnation, yet you come here in a mere Saint Realm body. Should I call you foolish, or is your courage commendable?"
"Come then! Let us fight a decisive battle to the death!" Guang Xiaoyu said coldly.
"You are not worthy," the Demon Emperor stated with contempt.
What?! Damn it... That statement was utterly humiliating. I, the mighty Demon Emperor... well, not currently. But I have stepped into the Saint Realm and brought many powerful trump cards! I have the confidence to slay the Demon Emperor. I really do!
To think, after arriving here brimming with confidence, she was met with the Demon Emperor's disdainful words: "You are not worthy." This was a blatant insult to her strength as the former Demon Emperor; it was as if he were trampling her dignity underfoot and spitting on it.
Such shame!
Guang Xiaoyu was furious. "This emperor has returned from rebirth! Though still in the Saint Realm, I am more than capable of slaying you!"
If anyone else had heard her words, they would surely have called her insane.
Truly a legacy of Qingfeng: one forging Heaven Tao Divine Weapons in the Saint Realm, while the other, also in the Saint Realm, confronted an Emperor Realm powerhouse with such arrogant defiance, completely unfazed. Those unaware might even think they both had an Emperor Realm master!
