Master of the Demon Emperor-Chapter 642 - Legend [Fourth Update]

"I am Xia Xinwu, just passing through this starry area. You won't pass peacefully without leaving something valuable behind!"

The other party roared back with an imperious tone, brooking no refusal.

Su Yie's mouth twitched. Was this guy a bandit out of a fantasy novel?

The War Emperor, enraged, charged to attack immediately.

The two powerhouses clashed fiercely, shaking the starry sky.

Wang Buqi whispered softly, "The opponent is not simple."

At his words, everyone was stirred.

Even Wang Buqi felt wary of him?

Su Yie felt that the name Xia Xinwu sounded very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Simultaneously.

Inside Emperor Su's Sect.

Ren Wokuang: Are you the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers? What do you intend to do?

Qi Taxing: We aren't doing anything particular, just targeting the Chaos. Is that not allowed?

Ren Wolang: My foster father gathered us, the seven brothers, to stand against the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers.

Desolate Martial God: Really? Isn't your Hongmeng Divine Spirits foster father just wanting to target our Emperor Su's Sect?

Ren Wopiao: Foster father said that the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers are also pawns of the Hongmeng Divine Spirits.

...

The Ren Family Brothers and the Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers including Qi Taxing, Desolate Martial God, and Sun Qitian started arguing within Emperor Su's Sect.

Tang Qingtian, Demon Wolf Star, and Xiahou Jinxuan cursed them as traitors.

Suddenly, the entire Emperor Su's Sect erupted into chaos.

Su Yie narrowed his eyes; just as Emperor Su's Sect had departed, Tai Su Celestial Lord and Ren Woxiao began to make their move, and he couldn't help but silently mourn for Tai Yi Hundun.

This fool was too foolish!

Without Emperor Su's Sect, he was even more in danger!

Of course, Su Yie felt no sympathy for Tai Yi Hundun.

Meanwhile, the battle between the War Emperor and Xia Xinwu intensified, with the War Emperor gradually falling into a disadvantage.

Seeing this, the Sword Emperor intervened.

Though Xia Xinwu was strong, naturally, he could not withstand both the War Emperor and the Sword Emperor together.

In less than an hour, Xia Xinwu began to falter.

He suddenly retreated explosively, distancing himself from the Sword Emperor and the War Emperor, and roared in frustration, "Fine! You are formidable! Go ahead then!"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Emperor and his companion were stunned.

Even other members of Emperor Su's Sect were dumbfounded. Was this really the end?

Looking at Xia Xinwu's indignant expression, Victorious Fighting Buddha advanced using the Somersault Cloud.

The Sword Emperor and the War Emperor kept their eyes on Xia Xinwu, guarding against any deceit. Once the Somersault Cloud passed by, the two followed suit.

"From which power faction do you hail?"

War Emperor turned and asked; he quite appreciated Xia Xinwu's character— if unable to win, he conceded defeat, and by not being stubborn, his life was certainly prolonged.

Xia Xinwu puffed out his chest, proudly stating, "I am the Young Master of the Demon Palace, and it is an honor for you to contend with me!"

Demon Palace!

War Emperor's face underwent a drastic change, and he immediately turned and left without looking back.

Su Yie and the members of Emperor Su's Sect from Hongmeng were also visibly moved.

"Demon Palace? Isn't that a peripheral power from Hongmeng?" mumbled the Green Lotus Sword Immortal.

Su Yie had encountered the beings from Demon Palace before, but he never expected to meet them in the Origin Plane.

War Emperor exclaimed, "Peripheral power? You truly lack experience. Demon Palace is one of the Ten Great Powers. If that young master holds a grudge, then we're going to have trouble."

One of the Ten Great Powers?

The color drained from the faces of the people of Emperor Su's Sect; they weren't idiots and immediately thought of a certain possibility.

Could it be that Hongmeng has already been spied upon by the Ten Great Powers of the Origin Plane?

The group's thoughts wandered, but War Emperor did not think much about it; he was worried Xia Xinwu might hold a grudge.

Perhaps Xia Xinwu was pretending to be weak just then...

Elsewhere, Xia Xinwu sat on a meteorite, cursing, "Bad luck, but that swordsman just now was really formidable, wow."

He did not bear any grudges, just felt some emotion.

Then, he started to heal his wounds while waiting for the next passersby to come.

...

In a dark palace, many clusters of green fire coiled around each pillar, rendering the spacious great hall ominously terrifying.

A white-haired man sat cross-legged in a pool; he was bare-chested, with well-defined muscles, and black marks snaked around his torso as though they were actual serpents.

Even with his eyes closed, he exuded an indescribable air of oppression.

At that moment, a hunched-backed old man appeared by the pool, half-kneeling on the ground, and spoke solemnly, "My lord, the star signs have changed; a Demon Star has disturbed our fortunes."

Hearing this, the white-haired man did not open his eyes but asked, "So what? You're making a fuss over nothing."

The hunched-backed old man continued, "This time it's different; it happened too suddenly, especially the fortune of the Imperial Court, which is now completely in disarray."

Imperial Court!

The white-haired man suddenly opened his eyes, which flickered with a cold light. He asked, "With the Imperial Court's fortunes at their peak, and an upward trend for millions of years ahead, how could a Demon Star disturb it?"

"Hence, I came to consult you, my lord. The matter might not only be about the Imperial Court; we must stay cautious."

The hunched-backed old man responded, his tone grave.

The white-haired man reflected on this and did not reply right away.

After a long while,

The white-haired man finally said, "You may leave now."

Upon hearing this, the hunched-backed man immediately left.

After his departure, the white-haired man waved his right hand, and a map of the starry sky appeared in front of him. The stars were bright, but a star glowing with red light in the center was particularly conspicuous; the stars around it seemed to flutter as if it were the eye of the storm.

"Interesting, it seems the legend left by the Heavenly Origin Imperial Clan is true."

The white-haired man mumbled to himself and then dispersed the map of the starry sky, closing his eyes to continue his meditation.

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In Hongmeng, within a vast world,

Atop a cliff, sitting inside a small stone pavilion were Ren Woxiao and Tai Su Celestial Lord, facing each other. The two Hongmeng Divine Spirits were having a cheerful conversation, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Emperor Su's Sect probably won't have a chance to turn things around, right?"

Ren Woxiao suddenly asked, and upon hearing this, Tai Su Celestial Lord softly replied, "Entering the Gate of the Great Dao means barely surviving nine deaths out of ten; even if he comes out, he won't be a match for the collective force of the Hongmeng Divine Spirits."

"Oh? You aren't worried at all?" asked Ren Woxiao with a smile that was not quite a smile.

His sons were all still in Chaos, so he was very relaxed.

Tai Su Celestial Lord spoke meaningfully, "His origin and fate are beyond your imagination."

Ren Woxiao shook his head and laughed; he no longer pursued the topic but instead said, "The Ancient Wilderness Seven Killers may miscalculate."

As soon as these words were spoken, Tai Su Celestial Lord's expression instantly turned cold, and she slowly set down her wine glass.