Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon!-Chapter 628: This is the Demon Emperor

After a great battle, Qingfeng's lineage was exhausted. If Li Chaoge were to make a move, would they still have the capacity to fight?

No one knew the answer.

However, Guang Xiaoyu's words had made Li Chaoge stop in his tracks.

Combat Heaven Book, Emperor Weapon, mighty hidden forces lying in wait. These were all part of Li Chaoge's arrangement.

Of course, the trump card he brought was far from comparable to that of the Demon Race of the Northern Border, or even a Demon Emperor.

But still, Li Chaoge stepped forward, his desire to strike strong, primarily because this lineage was exhausted. He wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to kill this group of people and seize the Tree of Great Dao.

Only Guang Xiaoyu's words made him hesitate... Are they truly exhausted? Or is it a ruse?

"You should come out as well," Guang Xiaoyu called out, staring at the sky. "Why skulk in the shadows? A paragon of your generation, and you won't even let your presence be known?"

Sound remained silent.

"With Dharma Manifestation achieved and the Tao Rolling beneath you, plus the essence of heaven and earth transforming into shape, obtaining Tao Verification in the future would be within grasp," Guang Xiaoyu observed him. "But sadly... you are making the wrong choice."

No matter which path Sound chose—continuing to evolve his original form or transforming to achieve Tao Verification—his mere presence here in the lands of the Southern Diaspora was a wrong choice to begin with.

Only two of them?

Guang Xiaoyu gazed at the sky and earth before her, extending her Divine Sense to perceive Li Chaoge and Sound, yet no one else.

Something isn't right. Shouldn't there be one more? The alien race prodigy her Senior Brother mentioned?

Her brow furrowed.

Jiang Ni'er, by her side, keenly sensed the anomaly.

"Ni'er, if something happens later, you take Senior Brother's remains and leave first," Guang Xiaoyu turned and instructed. "The rest of you, do the same."

Zi Ji nodded.

The other individuals coughed awkwardly, hurriedly adopting a solemn demeanor.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Mo Wuwei arrived with a dozen warriors of the Saint Realm and sighed, "Xiao Yu."

Upon seeing the arrivals, Guang Xiaoyu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Brother Mo."

"With us here, you can leave with peace of mind..." Mo Wuwei began.

"Yes, with Senior Brother here, we can indeed be at ease." As she spoke, Guang Xiaoyu's face displayed a touch of sorrow. "It's just a pity that Senior Brother will never come back."

Has he truly left? Mo Wuwei was aghast, still reluctant to believe this fact.

Guang Xiaoyu continued, "In this battle, after slaying the Demon Emperor, our Qingfeng lineage exhausted everything. Even Senior Brother has... alas. Now we are nearly spent, our combat power sharply diminished by eighty to ninety percent. Had Senior Brother not come to our aid, who knows what manner of mishaps might have befallen the Qingfeng lineage."

She was overcome with sorrow.

Mo Wuwei felt a wave of suffocation; his body trembled, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. If you're exhausted, you're exhausted. Why announce it to everyone?

The lurking formidable enemies, after all, hadn't dared to act rashly due to the unknown circumstances.

Yet Guang Xiaoyu's words once again made the atmosphere on the battlefield heavy.

The Human Clan side was thoroughly speechless.

Many from the Demon Race struggled to hold back their laughter.

Even the observing White Emperor furrowed his brow, feeling that something was amiss.

BANG!

Li Chaoge drew his sword.

It was a greenish longsword, three feet long and about three fingers wide, with a very thin Sword Body. Both the hilt and the pommel were engraved with peculiar patterns.

As Li Chaoge activated it, those patterns glowed, the creatures depicted on them seeming to come to life.

A Sword Slash erupted, boiling with Sword Intent.

At lightning speed, it arrived in an instant.

"You..." Guang Xiaoyu grew angry. "A renowned genius of the Divine Clan, to stoop so low and attack while we're exhausted! You... have you no shame?"

She was both shocked and furious.

Mo Wuwei nearly spat blood. Isn't this because you kept prattling on? Otherwise, how would Li Chaoge dare to make his move?

The group quickly retreated.

Guang Xiaoyu clenched her teeth and rushed forward, slashing out with her own sword. Alas... her mastery of the Sword Dao fell far short of Li Chaoge's. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

The two attacks collided with a thunderous ROAR. Her body was sent flying, crashing hard into a pile of ruins. She spat out a large mouthful of blood, her face deathly pale.

White Emperor: "???"

The crowd was somewhat stunned.

From Qingfeng's incursion into Dayan until now, they had been watching the battle unfold. Although the Demon Emperor Guang Xiaoyu had returned from rebirth, her power was far less than before. Yet she was fierce and unbeatable, wielding the Sword Dao in one hand and Demon cultivator attacks in the other, slaughtering wildly as if she were a true Demon God. Dispatching opponents beyond her level seemed effortless. Furthermore, from the end of the Dayan battlefield to this moment, as she emerged from the ruins, there wasn't the slightest sign of weakness in her.

Why, then, was she so grievously injured by just one sword strike from Li Chaoge?

This is too fake, isn't it?

Even Li Chaoge became wary, but... the blood Guang Xiaoyu spat out was so real.

He hesitated for a few breaths before unleashing a second Sword Slash.

"Ahhh! Divine Clan... Li Chaoge! You actually took advantage of my Senior Brother's recent fall, took advantage of my grievous injuries to attack so shamelessly! This is an ambush! You have no Wu De!" Guang Xiaoyu fumed with rage.

But no one noticed the sly glint deep in her eyes.

Nor did they see the fleeting, disdainful, and provocative glance she cast towards Yue Wuxia from the corner of her eye.

So, you think you're the only one who can act? You think you're the only one who can cry? This emperor can do it too...

Exactly!

Though she had walked out of the Dayan battlefield holding her Senior Brother's body, no one believed Chen Pingping had truly fallen. Helpless, Guang Xiaoyu had no choice but to "sacrifice" herself.

Because only then would the hidden, powerful enemies lower their guard.

BUZZ!

The third sword strike descended. Guang Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and counterattacked.

However, Li Chaoge's strikes grew stronger with each blow, severely wounding her. One slash opened a deep gash on her body, from which blood flowed freely.

Her face turned pale.

"Senior Sister!" Zi Ji cried out, shocked. Weren't we supposed to be just acting? How did this acting suddenly turn real?

She started to rush over.

Guang Xiaoyu hurriedly called out weakly, "Don't come here! Quick... take Senior Brother's body and leave! I'll cover the rear!"

Zi Ji: "..."

Yu Changfeng: "..."

Li Qi: "..."

If they hadn't known the truth, they would have almost believed it.

Who would have thought that a Great Emperor could possess such superb acting skills?

They were filled with admiration, almost to the point of prostration.

At that moment, Sound, who had lain in wait within the Void, also made his choice. He strode forward, a golden palace held in one hand.

He spoke not a word, attacking immediately.

At this time...

Behind Li Chaoge, several Saint Kings revived their Divine Weapons and joined the fray.

Here they come.

Good!

Guang Xiaoyu smirked coldly.

Mo Wuwei finally reacted, shouting, "Hold them back!"

A hand from behind stopped him.

Jiang Ni'er, having arrived unnoticed, whispered, "Brother Mo..." She shook her head.

Mo Wuwei: "???"

BANG!

Another formidable enemy attacked, unleashing powerful Divine Skills.

From the left, the right, the front, from the heavens above, and even from deep within the earth, hidden enemies emerged. They struck simultaneously, converging on Qingfeng's lineage.

Seeing this, Guang Xiaoyu laughed, her face full of excitement as she shouted, "Quick, they've made their move! Kill them!"

Everyone was stunned.

The attacking enemies also paused, a sense of foreboding gripping their hearts.

"Hahahaha..."

"Senior Brother, I've lured them out! Wow, what a bunch of fools!" Guang Xiaoyu rejoiced like a little girl who had received candy, her delicate cheeks flushed with excitement and agitation.

Her return as the Demon Emperor, her attempt to slay the enemy Demon Emperor—it had failed.

No matter.

With her Senior Brother's plans and her assistance, relying on exquisite acting skills, she had tricked those lurking powerful enemies into making their move.

What could be more exhilarating for her than completing the mission set by her Senior Brother?

Nothing.

The onlookers, from both the Demon Race and the Human Clan, watched this hopping and bouncing "Demon Emperor" with utter disbelief on their faces.

The observing White Emperor, however, seemed accustomed to such scenes. He exhaled several times. "That's more like it. That's the Demon Emperor. Hmm, no mistake, she is the Demon Emperor."

At this moment, someone exclaimed, "Chen Pingping is still alive!"

In an instant, the entire battlefield fell silent.