Master of the Demon Emperor-Chapter 482 -

As the sun rose in the east and a wash of pale light began to crest the horizon, the Shen Saint Realm was already buzzing with activity.

Su Yie, who had been cultivating and resting in his room, opened his eyes and rose to leave the abode.

The Nine Palaces Supreme, Ji Bubai, the Dugu Heavenly Clan, the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, and the Great Golden-Winged Roc were all waiting in the courtyard.

"Are you ready, son-in-law of the Shen Family?"

The Green Lotus Sword Immortal, holding a wine gourd, asked with a smile.

Su Yie, calm and unperturbed, replied, "You should be asking yourselves if you are ready."

He only had to face a group of Heavenly Prides who lacked even the cultivation of the Saint Realm, whereas the Green Lotus Sword Immortal and the others would confront the pinnacle powerhouses from two Great Dao Planes.

With pride, the Dugu Heavenly Clan said, "What amount to Dongfang Yunji? Before he rose to power, he once knelt and begged for refuge with the Dugu Family and was cruelly rejected. He will certainly fear facing me."

Su Yie glanced at him and retorted irritably, "You were expelled from the Dugu Family, how are you any different from him?"

Upon hearing this, the face of the Dugu Heavenly Clan instantly grew dark.

Su Yie was angry with him because the storage bag he provided contained only a few thousand Fifth-Grade Spirit Stones, clearly playing him for a fool.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two men was souring, the Great Golden-Winged Roc interjected, "We are all friends from the same clan, there's no need for hostility like this."

"Hmph!"

Su Yie and the Dugu Heavenly Clan both snorted coldly at the same time, each turning away.

Just then, a Shen Family servant hurried in, approached everybody, and asked respectfully, "Master Su Yie, please come with me. The matrimonial tournament is about to begin."

Upon hearing the words, Su Yie nodded and followed the servant away.

The others remained at the stone table, carefree and laughing, without a hint of tension before the battle.

The Green Lotus Sword Immortal asked with a chuckle, "Who is confident of defeating Dongfang Yunji? Besides him, who can match the Demon Dragon Emperor of the Dominion of the Demon Universe?"

Ji Bubai patted his chest, brimming with confidence, and declared, "Among those two, I can take on one!"

The Dugu Heavenly Clan and the Great Golden-Winged Roc were silent, not blindly challenging these two formidable figures whose reputations were well established.

Nine Palaces Supreme calmly stated, "Leave Dongfang Yunji to me; within an hour, I shall slay him."

An hour!

The faces of the Green Lotus Sword Immortal and the others all changed at this declaration.

They were all curious about the Nine Palaces Supreme because they had never heard of him before, but he gave them an extremely dangerous feeling.

Elsewhere.

Guided by the Shen Family servant, Su Yie navigated the shaded paths.

The entire Shen Family was a hive of activity, with lots of servants and disciples moving back and forth. Countless Shen Family Disciples hovered above, guarding to prevent any unauthorized entry into the Shen Household.

Below was bustling with joyous activity, while above prepared vigilantly, creating a stark contrast.

Soon, he was brought before a palace where the servant stopped and gestured for Su Yie to enter on his own.

Nearby, many powerful individuals were waiting, standing in pairs or small groups, clearly from various factions.

Most of them glanced at Su Yie and then dismissed him from their thoughts.

Daring to participate in the matrimonial tournament with only the cultivation of Entering Sainthood was truly seeking death.

Unsure which force had come to join the excitement.

Upon entering the palace, Su Yie saw hundreds of people; various auras blended together, causing any ordinary person who entered Sainthood to collapse to the ground from the pressure.

From the outside, the palace appeared unremarkable, but inside, it was spacious with life-like statues arrayed in formation.

Along the edges hung curtains adorned with a variety of mystical and awe-inspiring patterns and drawings.

"Look quickly, there's Tai Yi Hanguang!"

"Between Tai Yi Hanguang and Ao Shenyue, who is stronger?"

"Definitely Tai Yi Hanguang. His father, Tai Yi Wushuang, is such an incredible figure!"

"I think Ao Shenyue is stronger. Ever since she rose to power, she has yet to be defeated."

"As if Tai Yi Wushuang has ever been defeated either."

The gazes of these Heavenly Prides were all focused on Tai Yi Hanguang and Ao Shenyue, and they hadn't noticed Su Yie's arrival.

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Tai Yi Hanguang and Ao Shenyue stood in a corner, maintaining a distance from each other. Other Heavenly Prides didn't dare to approach them, making them quite conspicuous.

Su Yie glanced at them, Tai Yi Hanguang looked very much like Tai Yi Wushuang, with his arms crossed over his chest, his face stern, dressed in black, with a half-moon shaped golden jade hanging from his waist.

Ao Shenyue, on the other hand, wore a purple brocade robe, his hair tied up in a crown. Compared to Tai Yi Hanguang, he had more handsome features, although he was slender and not as muscular as Tai Yi Hanguang.

Both of them looked straight ahead, ignoring each other.

Their competition had already begun.

Su Yie walked alone to an unoccupied statue and leaned against it, quietly waiting for the marital competition to start.

In the meantime, some turned to look at him, and when they saw his cultivation, all of them revealed mocking smiles.

Fortunately, no bloody provocation occurred.

The Heavenly Prides in the hall were all renowned, naturally they wouldn't bully the weak in front of so many people. After all, it would not be good for their reputation.

After a long while.

A figure strode in, making no effort to hide his powerful aura, causing everyone to turn their heads.

This man wore a Golden Robe with nine red dragons printed on it. As he stepped, it was as if nine dragons were coiling around him, exuding a strong oppressive aura. His face was defiant, with the corners of his mouth turned upward, and his brows revealed a disdainful arrogance that looked down on all Heavenly Prides.

His expression caused most of the Heavenly Prides to frown and show displeasure.

"I am Dongfang Xiongxin. The Shen Family's daughter, I will marry her!" he suddenly halted and declared arrogantly.

He directly declared war on all the Heavenly Prides!

Tai Yi Hanguang sneered in disdain, while Ao Shenyue frowned.

The other Heavenly Prides stirred up a commotion.

"Is that Dongfang Xiongxin?"

"I did not expect the unmatched talent of the Eastern Universe to be so arrogant."

"He has the qualifications to be arrogant."

"It is said that he has achieved the Semi-Saint Cultivation, capable of contending with those in the Saint Realm. We might not be able to compete with him."

"Tsk tsk, they say that the Eastern Clan is specifically targeting the Shen Family. If he loses, the Eastern Clan will lose all their face."

The Heavenly Prides discussed unrestrainedly, all of them proud and haughty. Even though they were wary of Dongfang Xiongxin, they were not afraid.

At this moment, Dongfang Xiongxin walked towards Su Yie.

He came in front of Su Yie, sneered, and said, "Move aside, I'm taking this spot."

A mere initiate of sainthood daring to compete with him for the Shen Family's daughter, truly the world is full of wonders.

Su Yie remained unmoved, still leaning against the statue as if he hadn't heard him.

Dongfang Xiongxin frowned. He reached out his right hand to grab Su Yie's neck, intending to throw him out.

Snap!

His hand was suddenly caught by Su Yie's, unable to move any further.

Su Yie looked up, his eyes flashing coldly, and said, "Scram!"

He had come here to wage war against the Eastern Universe and the Dominion of the Demon Universe. Faced with the Heavenly Pride of the Eastern Clan, he naturally would not show a pleasant face.

"Seeking death!"

Dongfang Xiongxin instantly became furious, his right arm straining to throw Su Yie out.

But no matter how hard he tried, he could not budge Su Yie's hand.

Even without activating Arcane Battle Techniques, he possessed nearly the Power of a Saint. How could Dongfang Xiongxin compare to that?

Dongfang Xiongxin was not specialized in physical strength, and even with his face turning crimson with effort, he could not shake off Su Yie.

The great hall fell silent, and the expressions of all the Heavenly Prides turned strange.