136: Chapter 136 What! He is a demon god?

"This Bloodline suppression! What exactly is going on?"

The three Demon Emperors were horrified. As Dominators, their Bloodline Rank was the highest in the Monster Realm, so why was there a Bloodline more noble than theirs?

They couldn't resist this pressure at all. The three Demon Emperors struggled to look up, staring in shock at Jiang Xuan, whose gaze had turned icy in the Void Realm. A question simultaneously arose in their minds: "What exactly is his identity?"

The surrounding Great Yao couldn't even lift their heads; it was too terrifying, even more frightening than facing a Demon Emperor. It was as if Jiang Xuan could make them turn to ash with a single thought.

Many Great Yao exclaimed in their hearts, "Isn't he a Yao Race member with a low-Rank Bloodline? Why has he suddenly become so powerful that even the Demon Emperors can't resist him?"

In the Void Realm, Jiang Xuan withdrew the pressure from the Dragon Clan's area. Ao Yin and the other Dragon Clan members immediately felt their bodies lighten, and their gazes toward Jiang Xuan were filled with awe.

Jiang Xuan's gaze swept over the kneeling Yao Race members. A hint of dominance appeared on his handsome and charming face. "I will only ask once."

"From now on, the Monster Realm will be under my command. Who agrees, and who opposes?"

Hearing this, the Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor's expression was extremely grim. If he acknowledged Jiang Xuan today, where would his dignity as a mighty Demon Emperor go?

He had just called Jiang Xuan a good-for-nothing with a low-Rank Bloodline, and now he had to acknowledge him as his Dominator. This was more unbearable than killing him.

Just then, to the surprise of many Yao Race members, the first to express their stance was the usually aloof White Tiger Clan.

The White Tiger Demon Emperor's eyes were filled with approval for Jiang Xuan. "My White Tiger Clan specializes in warfare and only believes in strength. From now on, the White Tiger Clan is willing to obey your commands!"

Jiang Xuan nodded. "Not bad. The White Tiger Clan is among the strongest in the Yao Race, specializing in the Dao of Slaughter. With their allegiance, the power I control will greatly increase."

Some Yao Race members who were affiliated with the White Tiger Clan, seeing their leader submit, no longer hesitated and all chose to pledge loyalty to Jiang Xuan.

Jiang Xuan then looked toward the Black Tortoise Clan. The Black Tortoise Demon Emperor glanced at Jiang Xuan and gritted his teeth, saying, "May I ask your true identity?"

The corner of Jiang Xuan's mouth curved slightly. The power of the Ancestral Dragon surged around him, and he punched the Yao God statue at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom boom boom!"

The altar shook again. The twelve statues instantly emitted dazzling light, and various Yao Beast phantoms appeared in the Void Realm.

All the Yao Race members were shocked. "That's the first-generation Old Ancestor of my White Tiger Clan! That's the Phoenix Clan! And the Dragon Clan..."

The phantoms of the first-generation Old Ancestors of the twelve strongest clans in the Monster Realm, from ancient times to the present, all appeared! This made many Yao Beasts present extremely excited.

Just then, an even more shocking scene appeared before them. They saw that the Old Ancestors, whom they revered as their faith, seemed to develop sentience in their eyes, and their gazes toward Jiang Xuan became reverent and devout.

It was like the way their descendants looked at them. Then, to the shock of all the Yao Race members, they all bowed in unison to Jiang Xuan.

"This... this..."

The Black Tortoise Demon Emperor's several-meter-tall body trembled incessantly, his pupils wide, and he could barely speak.

He looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief, unable to believe what he was thinking.

"Could it be... could you be...?"

But how could this be possible? Yet, the facts were before his eyes. The only one who could make the twelve Great Old Ancestors of the Monster Realm bow was one person: the origin of their Yao Race, the great Yao God, the Ancestral Dragon!

Ao Yin, seeing the expressions of the others, felt a thrill of schadenfreude. He secretly chuckled, "Hehe, I'll scare you to death!"

Ao Yin's expression was playful. "How about it, Old Xuan? The Yao God has returned, and you still won't pay your respects?"

The Black Tortoise Demon Emperor secretly glared at Ao Yin, that old schemer. He had kept such a huge matter from them. Fortunately, he was smart and hadn't offended Jiang Xuan.

Thinking of this, he hastily bowed to Jiang Xuan and said, "Xuan Beiming of the Black Tortoise Clan, with all his clansmen, greets the Yao God."

Dozens of giants, over three meters tall, exuded an astonishing Aura. Standing together, they were like a thick, impregnable city wall. A hint of satisfaction flashed in Jiang Xuan's eyes. This Aura—it would be so satisfying to go into battle with it.

The White Tiger Demon Emperor next to him was incredibly excited. His clan had always worshipped strength and had no hidden agendas. He never thought they would have the chance to serve the Yao God in this lifetime.

In the White Tiger Clan's heart, who could be stronger than the Yao God? This was simply the most perfect Dominator of the Monster Realm.

The White Tiger Demon Emperor's usually cold face became excited. He knelt on one knee and said, "Bai Chen of the White Tiger Clan, with all his clansmen, respectfully welcomes the return of the Yao God!"

"From now on, the White Tiger Clan will be the Yao God's strongest Sharp Weapon, slaying all enemies in the world!"

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Jiang Xuan's eyes. The White Tiger Clan, a Sharp Weapon for slaughter, very good, very good.

Finally, he turned his gaze to the Vermilion Bird Clan, and his eyes became icy. Zhu Yan was already scared senseless, scrambling to Jiang Xuan's feet, begging for mercy, "Lord Yao God... Lord Yao God, spare my life..."

Jiang Xuan glanced at him, his tone disdainful. "Haughty at first, then servile. Even with a powerful Bloodline, you are still a good-for-nothing. Do you even deserve to be a Prodigy of the Monster Realm?"

The surrounding Great Yao also looked at him with disdain. "And he's supposed to be a leader among the four great Yao Races? Bah!"

Jiang Xuan said no more. The Bloodline pressure instantly crushed Zhu Yan to the ground. Then, he struck out with a palm, forcefully shattering the Yao Core within his body!

With a wave of his hand, he threw Zhu Yan in front of Ao Qian and said indifferently, "He's yours. Remember, let him enjoy his last moments thoroughly."

"Yes, Old Ancestor!"

Ao Qian revealed a smile and obediently accepted the order, overjoyed in her heart. Was the Old Ancestor avenging her?

Turning around, the smile on Ao Qian's face vanished. Her beautiful face became chilling. Looking at Zhu Yan, who was collapsed on the ground, she said coldly, "Come on, take him away for this grandma. First, dig out his eyes."

Before long, a series of shrill screams came from behind the Dragon Clan.

The Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor lowered his head, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment. Although their four great Yao Races had precious Bloodlines and powerful strength, their reproduction was extremely difficult.

In his entire life, he only had Zhu Yan as a descendant. Seeing him tormented like this, his heart felt as if it were bleeding.

"What Yao God! He's been dead for who knows how many years! This kid must have used some trick to have such powerful Bloodline suppression."

The Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor suppressed the raging anger in his heart. He simply refused to believe that Jiang Xuan was the Yao God.

"Just you wait, all of you! One day, I will make your Souls suffer endless torment before you die!"

However, just as he was about to get up and feign submission to Jiang Xuan, a large hand containing endless Bloodline pressure slapped down on his head!

An excruciating pain of Divine Soul tearing spread throughout his body. The Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor's pupils gradually became unfocused, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

He used all his strength to point at Jiang Xuan's demonic face, and it took him a long time to utter a single word.

"You..."

He couldn't believe that Jiang Xuan would eliminate him without hesitation, completely disregarding that he was a Demon Emperor.

Jiang Xuan's expression was cold, and his tone was indifferent. "Only dead people will not have rebellious hearts. Your eyes may be well hidden, but that resentful Aura cannot hide from me."

"I never leave trouble for myself. Death is your best destination!"

After speaking, the pressure in Jiang Xuan's hand suddenly increased. The Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor's Divine Soul instantly tore apart, the light in his eyes completely dissipated, and his body slowly fell. A generation's Demon Emperor had fallen!

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for completing the mission. Reward: one unconditional Bloodline advancement."

Just as the Vermilion Bird Demon Emperor died, the System's voice also sounded.