Master of the Demon Emperor

With a boom!

The whirlwind that Su Yie had transformed into struck the Spirit Messenger's arms, stars bursting forth as Su Yie's terrifying power forced the hundred-zhang-tall Spirit Messenger's legs to bend.

The entire grassland trembled at once!

The raging wind swept across the grassland, causing waves in the green sea.

The Spirit Messenger, enraged, shook his arms and flung Su Yie away.

He was a Nascent Soul Realm Perfection being, yet he was being suppressed by a half-demon at the early stage of the Mystic Demon King Realm—even though this half-demon's strength far exceeded that of an early stage Mystical Demon King, he still felt humiliated.

Su Yie's power could smash Condensed Spirit Demon Kings or Nascent Soul Cultivators, and his demonic power was also as strong and abundant as that of a late stage Divine Power Demon King.

It was just that his realm was stuck at the early stage of the Mystical Demon King Realm.

The reason for this was that he had spent too little time on his Divine Skills.

Being in the Mystic Demon King Realm, it was not enough just to absorb the essence of sun and moon or nature's spiritual energy; one also needed powerful Divine Skills.

"You demon! Do you really think I can't deal with you?"

The Spirit Messenger roared angrily, and as he spoke, his body burst into a brilliant golden light that illuminated heaven and earth, forcing Su Yie to close his eyes.

Not just him, hundreds of thousands of monsters did the same, unable to see anything.

Clang! Clang! Clang...

The monsters could only hear the sound of swords clashing, making them extremely anxious, fearing they might be inadvertently harmed in the battle.

Su Yie kept using his Divine Skills to move around the grassland, with the Zhou Wu Sword and Heartbreaking Sword revolving around him, automatically defending against the Spirit Messenger's attacks.

In this situation, his demonic power was rapidly depleting.

If this continued, he would undoubtedly be defeated.

"That damn bald donkey is so powerful!"

Su Yie thought angrily, wondering what he should do next.

It seemed he had to use his trump card!

With resolve, Su Yie roared inwardly, "Feng Long!"

"Damn your ancestors!"

Feng Long cursed loudly, being called upon again!

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As one of the seven Sword Souls, why was he so aggrieved?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Previous Sword Masters had to please him, but Su Yie was the only one always giving him orders.

But he had no choice but to help because Su Yie was so reckless, frequently facing life-and-death situations.

If the Sword Master died, the Sword Soul would suffer a huge setback and fall into a long slumber.

Feng Long did not want to fall asleep again.

With that, he began to control Su Yie's body, and Su Yie felt a surge from the Zhou Wu Sword enter his body.

"Oh! You've gotten stronger?"

Su Yie curiously thought inwardly, can Sword Souls become stronger too?

Feng Long ignored him and charged with his sword toward the Spirit Messenger.

In the midst of golden light, Feng Long needed not rely on Su Yie's eyes to locate the Spirit Messenger.

"Ahh—"

The Spirit Messenger screamed in pain, causing the hundreds of thousands of monsters to feel tingles in their scalp, wondering what had happened.

Just then, the golden light enveloping the grassland suddenly vanished.

The monsters' vision began to clear.

They saw the Spirit Messenger's Golden Body broken, his right arm severed on the grassland, his left hand covering his shoulder as he screamed in agony and pain twisted his face.

Roger Luo Zhenhai swallowed hard, feeling a random ache in his right shoulder.

Su Yie hovered in the air, pointing his sword at the Spirit Messenger, and said, "Get lost!"

At that moment, Su Yie was clad in a layer of blood-colored armor, making him look like a Demon God descended into the world, unrivaled.

The Spirit Messenger glared at Su Yie with hatred and left after throwing out one line:

"Just you wait!"

Watching the Spirit Messenger's retreating figure, the hundreds of thousands of monsters erupted in cheers.

"Hahaha! The old bald donkey ran away!"

"What exactly happened just now?"

"The Demon Lord is too strong!"

"The invincible Demon Lord! Truly worthy of being our King!"

"We must celebrate!"

Even the Shape-Shifting Great Demons and Divine Power Demon Kings were cheering.

Ying Tianchou immediately leapt down from the top of the mountain, ready to welcome Su Yie.

The blood-colored Armor on Su Yie disappeared into a mist of blood and quickly entered the Zhou Wu Sword.

He followed suit, landing lightly, as an overwhelming sense of fatigue washed over him. In his mind, he wondered, "Why not kill him?"

Previously, it had been Feng Long who told him to order the Spirit Messenger to scram. He was puzzled but complied nonetheless.

"This person is very strong, his body can be described as indestructible. If I were to strike with one more sword, your body would have exploded,"

Feng Long snorted coldly and then paid no further attention to Su Yie.

Su Yie frowned, knowing that Yaojian Mountain would now face the wrath of the Great Profound Sound Temple.

At that moment, an enticing vision suddenly appeared in his mind.

Repelling the Spirit Messenger was no small achievement!

He didn't make an immediate decision and instead gathered the Great Demons within the Demon Lord Tower.

"I heard the Evil Bat Demon intends to target us?"

With a pale face and his demonic power still not restored, Su Yie nonetheless exuded an imposing aura. His silent strength exerted a tremendous pressure that made the Great Demons breathe heavily.

"Demon Lord, you are already aware?" Ying Tianchou asked with furrowed brows.

Yaojian Mountain was currently in a dire situation, extremely passive from all sides.

Slowly sitting down, Su Yie swung one leg over the other, casually saying, "He sent a Demon Army my way, but I killed them on the road."

Upon hearing this, all the Great Demons became excited.

"Don't worry about the Evil Bat Demon; first, report on the recent situation at Yaojian Mountain!"

Su Yie continued, his return acting like a stabilizing tonic, instantly lightening the mood.

Not until nightfall did Su Yie make his way to the summit of the main peak.

The battle of the day left him feeling as though his body had been hollowed out; he needed to recuperate properly.

Immediately, he closed his eyes, focusing his attention on Emperor Su's Sect in his mind.

Please invite any of the following beings to join Emperor Su's Sect!

The Evil Bat Demon!

Li Mengde!

Spirit Messenger!

Xiahou Jinxuan!

Wu Daotian!

…

This time there were twenty-six names appearing.

The Evil Bat Demon!

Spirit Messenger!

Enemies assembled!

Su Yie's lips curled into a smile as he became entangled in a dilemma: should he recruit them and then eradicate them?

He felt it would be a waste to do so.

The Evil Bat Demon could be taken care of by the Divine Shadow Legion, and even if the Spirit Messenger were to be executed, the Great Profound Sound Temple would not let the matter rest.

It would be better to win over another strong fighter to join Emperor Su's Sect.

He was considering choosing Xiahou Jinxuan.

The reason was he had heard Shangguan Wuji mention that the Xiahou Family was said to be quite extraordinary.

The Xiahou Family did not come from the Seven Dynasties and was likely from other lands of the Human Clan, which Su Yie was eager to learn about.

Having thought it through, he made his decision.

Emperor Su invites Xiahou Jinxuan to join Emperor Su's Sect!

Black Tiger Emperor: What's so special about Xiahou Jinxuan?

Demon Lord Qing Yan: A nameless nobody!

Elder Lord Qi Yang: Yo! Another newbie, everyone come out and mess with him!

Overlord Luo Fu: Xiahou? Could it be that Xiahou?

Xiahou Jinxuan: What's going on? What are these words…?

Serpent King of the Eastern Marshlands: Words? Hahaha, the newcomer is quite amusing!

…

The induction of the newcomer instantly livened up Emperor Su's Sect.

For the senior members, the name Xiahou Jinxuan was unfamiliar, but being personally invited by Emperor Su, they assumed he must possess some skill, much like Li Huahun.

The Black Tiger Emperor began enlightening the newcomer about the greatness of Emperor Su and his sect. Xiahou Jinxuan was humble, appearing as meek as a lamb compared to old timers like Demon Lord Qing Yan, Shangguan Wuji, Serpent King of the Eastern Marshlands, Overlord Luo Fu, and others.

After familiarizing himself with the situation, Xiahou Jinxuan quickly contributed resources for joining the sect.

"This is…"

Looking at the item in his hand, Su Yie's eyes widened in shock.