Master of the Demon Emperor

Chapter 133 Danger!

Divine Physique Hall!

Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame's face darkened, a pressure like a mountain descending, even causing his body to tremble.

He had only intended to seek revenge on Lu Ziwei, but now his Majesty had discovered him, and he had to confront the Divine Physique Hall?

Every single hair on his body resisted the idea, and yet he dared not outright refuse.

In the face of his Majesty, he could only grit his teeth and agree.

"Good!"

The Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame said through gritted teeth, his eyes flickering with an unusual light, hoping that this venture would yield great rewards.

At the same time, he wondered how his Majesty had come to know of this?

Could it be that his Majesty had been watching him all along?

If that were true, wouldn't all his actions be under his Majesty's control?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

The massive black face continued speaking, "This Emperor will also send subordinates, you only need to take over Mystical City, as long as you achieve this, Lu Ziwei, this Emperor will help you kill him!"

There was no joy on the face of the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame, but rather, his expression turned even uglier.

So, didn't that mean there were many enemies?

To just take over, did that mean even his Majesty didn't believe he could conquer Mystical City?

With this realization, the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame's heart sank to the bottom.

At that moment, the black misty face suddenly plunged into the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame's body, and in an instant, the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame burst forth with a terrifying prowess, causing the lake to churn tumultuously.

Strange black patterns spread across the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame's face, rendering his visage sinister and horrific.

He slowly rose to his feet, cupped his fists towards the sky, and said, "Thank you, your Majesty!"

There was no response, but he didn't care and turned to fly towards the Land of Qiling.

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The Land of Qiling, Xiwan City.

After more than half a year of development, Xiwan City had returned to peace. It still resembled a forest of steel, brimming with modernity, but the city had shrunk by a third. A wall had been built at the city's edge, and the majority of its citizens had become Cultivators.

Dozens of helicopters, powered by Spirit Stones, hovered in the sky above the city, fulfilling the roles of scouts and sentries, flying higher and faster than before.

In the City Lord's Tower, City Lord Tan Quanming was meeting with the elders of the Qingyi Sect, discussing strategies concerning the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame.

Ye Zhonggang said in a heavy voice, "I still suggest you evacuate. When the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame comes next time, he will definitely bring an army, and by then, we won't be able to hold him off."

The elders nodded, now relieved they hadn't waged war against the Demon Sect, or else they wouldn't have been able to attend to Mystical City.

The people of Mystical City might not have the best Cultivation talents, but they were bright-minded, especially in regard to Technological Magical Instruments. The Qingyi Sect had already classified these instruments as treasures of the sect and did not want to give them up, hence the decision to abandon the city.

Tan Quanming did not want to abandon the city; this was their base, and leaving would mean they would eventually be assimilated by the Ancient Wilderness People, and the mark of Hua Xia would be erased by time.

Everyone in the city could see that this time the City Protection Array broke even faster than before!

It was clear that the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame had grown stronger.

Ye Zhonggang was the first to charge at the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame.

Seeing this, the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame sneered in contempt, his figure flickered, brushing past Ye Zhonggang.

Your next journey awaits at empire

"So fast! How is that possible!"

Ye Zhonggang's pupils shrank, his face filled with disbelief.

Before he could react, the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame struck his back with his staff, and with a thud, Ye Zhonggang plummeted vertically to the ground like a bomb, stirring up a cloud of dust dozens of feet high and sending stones flying everywhere.

Ye Zhonggang was defeated in an instant!

This scene scared everyone on the city wall; before He Youming arrived, Ye Zhonggang was their pillar of strength.

"Prepare to face a nightmare, Mystical City!"

The cruel and ferocious voice of the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame echoed to the heavens, announcing the terror that had come.

Xiwan City faced the crisis of destruction and death once again.

Twenty li away.

"Crap, that guy is strong! Let's go back."

Ren Wokuang exclaimed upon sensing the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame's presence, which caused Su Yie to have a scowl on his forehead.

Earlier, weren't you confident?

So why are you chickening out now?

Ren Wokuang, seeing his look, quickly explained, "This guy has a very strong power inside him, going there would mean more peril than fortune."

Su Yie ignored him, his mind stirring, and the Heartbreaking Sword appeared beneath his feet, carrying him towards Xiwan City.

Ren Wokuang was frustrated, but remembering Li Huahun's entrustment, he could only steel himself to follow.

"If I die here, what a pity that would be!"

Ren Wokuang roared sadly in his heart, suddenly feeling that Su Yie was even more reckless than him.

No, that's not right!

It was courting death!

"Be careful, there's a strong aura ahead, it's best to back off!"

Feng Long suddenly shouted in Su Yie's mind, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Back off?

Su Yie's expression turned cold, and the Heartbreaking Sword's flight speed increased instead.Nôv(el)B\\jnn