Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 612: The Demon Emperor’s Mental Breakdown

A bizarre scene unfolded as a Chen Pingping emerged from behind the Demon Emperor, the True Solar Scripture above his head burning furiously, a sword in his hand.

It was just an ordinary Sacred Soldier; with a simple raise of his hand, he executed the Sword of Vegetation.

It had been a long time since he had used this sword technique.

The last time he did so, it was during the previous occasion... Back then, his cultivation realm wasn't high.

Now, standing in the Saint Realm and executing the Sword of Vegetation, his Sword Intent swiftly surged as immense Power Path gathered from the ten directions of heaven and earth.

A green radiance surged mightily, piercing through the Demon Emperor's body in an instant.

Yue Wuxia, who was preparing to revive the Emperor Weapon, was taken aback. Huh?

The White Emperor was astonished. She had witnessed Chen Pingping disintegrate, his physical body shattered to pieces and not yet reassembled. So what was the deal with this Chen Pingping before her now?

Such a world-shattering sword strike had completely broken through the Demon Emperor's defenses.

In another direction, another Chen Pingping stepped out, unleashing Divine Skills that enveloped heaven and earth, spreading killing intention that shrouded the Demon Emperor entirely.

"An Emperor Realm Divine Soul... so fragile?" Chen Pingping muttered softly.

How much had he truly unleashed? Just some superficial skills, a far cry from his trump cards, yet these were sufficient to shatter this wisp of an Emperor Realm Divine Soul.

The casually spoken words weren't loud, yet they clearly reached everyone's ears; everyone heard them distinctly.

At this moment, within and outside Dayan, on battlefields large and small, all became quiet in an instant.

What did he say? An Emperor Realm Divine Soul? He... did he just kill the Demon Emperor's Divine Soul?

Everyone was moved. That was an Emperor Realm powerhouse! Let alone a Divine Soul, even a single drop of their blood flowing out could crush all things in the world; effortlessly overpowering the Saint Realm would be no problem at all.

A wisp of the Demon Emperor's Divine Soul was disintegrating. He was calm, no longer ferocious and furious as before, his demonically enchanting eyes as tranquil as the surface of a lake.

An occasional ripple was merely the effect of the wind blowing across.

He quietly watched Chen Pingping, "You are interesting."

Chen Pingping grinned, "Indeed."

"By revealing so many trump cards, it seems... you are determined to fight me to the death. However, I won't even need to make a move; you will die all the same," the Demon Emperor scoffed.

His thoughts were the same as the White Emperor's. Chen Pingping had exposed too much; every single thing about him could provoke those Big Shots into wanting to kill him.

Even if the Demon Emperor didn't act now, Chen Pingping wouldn't live much longer.

"Really?" Chen Pingping chuckled. "Are you talking about the Ancient City? Or those so-called Big Shots?"

"Both."

"Before coming here, I considered the consequences," Chen Pingping said. "But I believe every world has its own rules. Even if they want to strike me, they can't just cross that barrier, or that high mountain. Thus, simple slaughter, to me, is nothing but a trial. Not only will it fail to kill me, but it will also make me even stronger. In the end... I will charge into the Heavens, slay all of those Big Shots you speak of one by one, bathe in their blood, and forge the true invincible path to immortality."

Starting from the moment Li Chaoge killed Qin Meng, from the moment he saw his master battle on the Ancient Road, filled with helplessness and melancholy, and adding to that the people and events he encountered along the way—all these, like seeds, had silently fallen into his heart, only now beginning to sprout.

HUM!

Chen Pingping raised the sword in his hand, pointing it from a distance, "I said Qin Meng was not killed by me. Do you believe it?"

The Demon Emperor replied, "I believe."

"So, after your revival, you will still ignite the war between the Human Clan and the Demon Race, right?"

"Yes!"

"Then no matter what, today I must slay you," Chen Pingping said, his gaze resolute.

A Saint Realm cultivator facing an Emperor Realm being. This kind of courage was something even a Young Emperor in their youth hadn't possessed throughout the endless years.

Chen Pingping not only had it but also blatantly declared his intention to kill the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Emperor, embodied from a wisp of Divine Soul, smiled faintly as his figure gradually faded...

The killing within and outside Dayan also ceased because of this; all eyes turned in this direction.

He wants to slay the Demon Emperor? Has he lost his mind? What makes him think he can?

For a Saint Realm cultivator to face the Demon Emperor was enough to make countless people fall silent in fear; it was inconceivable.

Yet he actually wanted to slay the Demon Emperor.

「Human Clan borders.」

They couldn't step into the Demon Race territory, but they could reflect the scenes of Dayan using Divine Skills or certain Divine Weapons.

At this very moment, hearing Chen Pingping's words, everyone was profoundly moved.

Especially the alliance members; slaying the Northern Demon Emperor had been their dream for many years.

The normally chatty Cang Yun was speechless at this moment.

Liu Changqing and Alan were overwhelmed with emotion.

Nearby, Mo Wuwei also gasped. He really dares.

「The White Emperor remained silent, standing tall and still.」

A middle-aged woman suddenly remarked, "It's worth considering."

The White Emperor was bewildered.

「After a great battle, this hinterland was torn apart, leaving vast ruins before their eyes.」

「In the depths...」

The aura of the Great Emperor grew increasingly dense, causing the scenes reflected at the Human Clan borders to become more and more blurred.

Even the Demon Race and the Qingfeng lineage, engaged in battle at the edges of Dayan, felt suffocated, overcome by an urge to submit. They quickly turned and fled the area.

"Pingping, it's time to revive the Emperor Weapon!" Yue Wuxia was not scared but instead filled with fighting spirit, her bewitching eyes constantly darting around.

Not far away, Guang Xiaoyu, feeling indignant, shouted, "Senior Brother."

Chen Pingping glanced over at them, "What's the matter?"

Guang Xiaoyu spoke up, "That old Demon Emperor is in the process of fully reviving. His grand power structure just collapsed, and he still needs time to reconsolidate. This is when he's at his weakest."

Oh?

Chen Pingping smiled.

The Demon Emperor deep within the earth, upon hearing the Demon Emperor's words, his face stiffened, and he almost went berserk.

He had been trying to delay, but he never expected that the avatar formed from his wisp of Divine Soul couldn't even hold out against a Saint Realm powerhouse.

Now, the Demon Emperor's words had completely exposed his vulnerable window.

Vast Sword Qi was still gathering; he indeed needed time!

"First, we must destroy this Sword Mountain, cutting off the Demon Emperor's retreat," Yue Wuxia said, blinking.

The Demon Emperor was dumbfounded. Damn it all... His composure was crumbling. That Demon Emperor (Yue Wuxia) understands my current state; after all, she's an Emperor Realm powerhouse with vast experience. But how could *she*—just a little slip of a girl—figure out that this Sword Mountain is my escape route?!

The key point was, Yue Wuxia was right.

"Over there are two Dragon Mountains; we can't give the old Demon Emperor a chance to breathe," Guang Xiaoyu, unwilling to be outdone, once again revealed one of the Demon Emperor's weaknesses.

"On the left," Yue Wuxia shouted, "there is a clothes and crown tomb! That's the Demon Emperor's Destiny God Weapon. Suppress it first!" As she spoke, she shot Guang Xiaoyu a look that seemed to ask, "And you think *that's* impressive?"

Damn it! This Demon Girl!

Guang Xiaoyu, not to be outdone, marched toward the right, raised her hand, and a sword beam slashed toward a low mountain. Immediately after, a shrill scream was heard.

That was the Demon Emperor's mount.

It had been sealed here for thousands of years to channel power for the greater plan; thus, now, after thousands of years, its condition and Bloodline Power had declined to an extremely low point.

Forget Guang Xiaoyu; even a Sovereign Realm expert could easily slay it here.

Yue Wuxia said nothing as she carried the Emperor Weapon and charged in another direction. She intended to completely cut off the Demon Emperor's escape routes, namely the grand strategies of the Eighteen Dragon Nurture Sword and the Nine Palaces Realm.

「In the depths!」

The Demon Emperor's eyes were wide with rage, and his body trembled non-stop.