Pursued by the Top Grade Saintess after Engagement Annulled-Chapter 311 - 309: The Drama King Demon Emperor Brought Suffering Upon Himself

Chapter 311: Chapter 309: The Drama King Demon Emperor Brought Suffering Upon Himself

The Demon Emperor was also full of hesitation and indecision, but he had more resolve than the Death Emperor and wouldn’t indulge in unrealistic fantasies.

"Stop thinking about it, if he were really still alive, even if we self-destructed right now, we might be dragged out and have our bodies desecrated."

Then he carefully placed his hand on the Great Cauldron.

Suffice it to say, a cauldron that remains intact, even without a single scratch, after a Tier One Demon’s self-detonation must be something valuable.

As soon as his hand touched the Void Cauldron, a burst of demon fire ignited wildly on his body.

He had practiced the Great Dao of Demon himself, and although he hadn’t transformed into a demon form, his resistance to demon fire was far superior to that of an average person.

Even so, he was sweating profusely, and it took him a long time to extinguish the flames.

Although the commotion he caused was significant, there wasn’t a single sound from inside the cauldron.

Once the Demon Emperor had shaken off the demon fire on his hand, he exchanged an excited glance with the Death Emperor.

"It’s been quiet for so long, could it be..."

Just as he spoke, the Great Cauldron suddenly moved, scaring the two so much that they almost bolted.

Xia Feng coughed and climbed out of the Void Cauldron, then stored the Void Cauldron away. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

The Void Cauldron’s defense was indeed decent, but staying inside it meant that even as its master, he would feel the vibrations and hum from the explosion.

Luckily, Xia Feng had timely deployed the Spirit Light Flying Boat.

It’s important to know that the Spirit Light Flying Boat could defend against everything below a Profound-tier Martial God.

This Tier One Demon was merely at the level of a Profound Tier First Layer Martial God, so even if he self-destructed multiple times, it wouldn’t cause Xia Feng much trouble.

The Demon Emperor and Death Emperor, who initially planned to flee, were as if frozen in place.

The surrounding space had already been sealed by Xia Feng, so even if they wanted to run, there was no way to leave.

The Death Emperor foolishly glanced at the Demon Emperor, as if wondering whether it was more fitting to follow the senior leader and self-destruct under these circumstances.

Just as he turned his head, he saw the Demon Emperor kneeling before Xia Feng: "Emperor’s Son, we were coerced."

"The masterminds behind the Empire were the Demon Realm and the Netherworld; we were just pawns sent by them."

"I tried countless times to report to you, but never succeeded."

"If it weren’t for being controlled by them, the Death Emperor and I would have long brought the two empires to pledge allegiance to Great Xia."

"Emperor’s Son, our Human Race is being enslaved by them."

"Emperor’s Son, please save us from this suffering."

The Death Emperor, next to him, was so shocked his jaw almost dropped, and quickly followed suit by kneeling down.

"That’s right, Emperor’s Son, we really wanted to join Great Xia; when we self-destructed so many soldiers ahead of time, it was to warn you something was wrong."

Xia Feng hadn’t reacted much initially, but upon hearing this, he couldn’t help raising his eyebrows.

He had his suspicions at that time. If they were truly able to control people to self-destruct uncontrollably—

The most ideal scenario would be to have the armies mixed together, indistinguishable, and then order them to collectively self-destruct.

In this way, they could inflict the maximum damage to the other soldiers, rather than having soldiers from both countries only taking their own people.

He had previously wondered if it was all a setup, but now it seemed like the actions were more about these two emperors leaving a way out for themselves.

They had been attempting to make friendly overtures towards him since that time. If he had truly turned a blind eye, they could have been spared.

But Xia Feng was not inclined to do so.

His gaze turned cold as he looked over: "Even if they are soldiers, they are still living, breathing lives."

"Their lives should not be decided by you when it starts or ends."

The Demon Emperor’s face was streaked with tears, crying with an expression of genuine emotion.

"Emperor’s Son, do you think I don’t feel pained for my soldiers, don’t feel pained for my people?"

"But if I don’t follow what the demons say, even more people would die."

Xia Feng looked at her without expressing any reaction.

After a good while, the Demon Emperor, gritting his teeth as if making a final decision, spoke: "Since the Emperor’s Son doesn’t believe me, then I might as well die for my country."

"I just hope the Emperor’s Son won’t distance himself from the people of the Demon Empire because of me, and let them have a good living environment."

"Many of them have self-destruct settings, and I hope they can live the rest of their lives well."

After saying this, layers of demon fire truly began to burn on his body, as if scorching himself.

Xia Feng looked towards the other side at the Death Emperor, who was already stunned.

No, my brother. We didn’t agree to go this far. What if the Great Xia Emperor’s Son doesn’t say stop and lets you die directly?

Even if the Demon Emperor chose the slowest way to die, the demon fire burning wouldn’t be pleasant.

The Death Emperor gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke: "I, I know what I did was wrong, I... I don’t seem to want to just die."

"I can confess, I’ll do whatever you ask, as long as you spare my life."

Xia Feng’s brows twitched slightly, then he turned to look at the Demon Emperor, who was still trying to self-immolate.

His eyes carried a hint of amusement, as if he wanted to watch the Demon Emperor burn himself alive.

The Demon Emperor was in a real bind now. He didn’t actually want to die; he posed like this just to earn Xia Feng’s trust.

But Xia Feng was acting entirely off-script; he might as well have done as the Death Emperor did and directly begged for mercy.

Xia Feng waited until he was burned to just half a breath before waving his hand.

Little by little, traces of the Great Dao of Extreme Ice formed on him, intermingled with aspects of the Great Dao of Life, restoring his severe injuries about seventy to eighty percent.

But his cultivation was reduced to only a Yellow Tier First Layer Martial Sovereign.

Having done all this, he turned to look at the Death Emperor.

The Death Emperor was shocked, but his body was even faster than his mind, spewing out a large amount of Death Qi.

Once released, the Death Qi merged with the Great Dao of Death around them, and the Death Emperor visibly aged.

When his cultivation also dropped to the Yellow Tier First Layer Martial Sovereign, Xia Feng nodded.

"Alright, here’s a task for you two. Go back and remove the self-destruct setting on your people."

"Then wait for the Great Xia army to arrive, and you two can retire peacefully in Great Xia."

The Demon Emperor opened his mouth as if to say something, but Xia Feng looked over with a gaze slightly cold.

"Do you have any objections?"

The Demon Emperor’s face didn’t look good, but he still lowered his head: "No objections, Emperor’s Son."