244: What a shrewd Emperor Shen!

"This..." Demon Xiang Wu felt dazed upon seeing this sword strike, but when his gaze shifted and he saw the trace of disdain on the black-clad youth's face, he gritted his teeth.

"I, Your Highness, am invincible! How could I be scared off by a mere Human Race Cultivator at the Void Return Third Layer? I want to see just how strong this sword of yours really is!"

Demon Xiang Wu shouted with a look of disdain, ignoring the Old Ancestor's words, and proactively stepped forward toward the sword light.

He had been invincible his entire life, looking down upon the world; how could he retreat?

In the blink of an eye, Demon Xiang Wu revealed his true form: a ten-thousand-foot-tall nine-headed snake. He stood in the starry sky, swallowing clouds and spitting mist. His body was covered in dense purple demon patterns. Around him, massive roars sounded like thunderclaps, and terrifying demon light bloomed one after another. This Aura alone was enough to make a Void Return Fifth Layer Cultivator's blood boil; if struck, they would likely be reduced to nothing but ash!

"Come!"

"Let's see if your sword can slay me, Your Highness!"

Boom!

The Sword Intent surged directly toward Demon Xiang Wu. Before he was even struck, dense cracks appeared on his indestructible, divine-iron-like Physical Body. Fist-sized blood vessels shattered simultaneously, and his Divine Soul showed signs of fracturing. The starry sky was filled with demon soul blood, and terror appeared in all nine of his snake heads.

Only upon getting close to this Sword Intent did he understand just how terrifying this strike truly was!

If he took it head-on!

He would surely die!

At this moment, his expression changed drastically as he looked at the black-clad youth; there was only intense fear. This sword strike had left an indelible mark upon him.

The Demon Xiang Wu who had been domineering just a second ago instantly wilted, shrinking his snake heads. He felt his scalp go numb. He wanted to move, but he was locked on by the Sword Intent, rendering him completely unable to budge. The sword light arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Old Ancestor!"

"Save me!"

Demon Xiang Wu shouted urgently to the side. If the Old Ancestor didn't act now, he would truly die.

And at this moment, Xiang Wushen was pinned in place by a divine talisman, unable to even move his demon soul.

"Shen Min!"

"We admit defeat!"

"Spare my grandson, and my Xiangliu Clan will not offend your Human Race for a thousand years, how about that?" Xiang Wushen gritted his teeth and said directly.

Demon Xiang Wu was the most talented member of the Xiangliu Clan, and his future achievements would not be lower than his own; he absolutely could not die like this.

Shen Min picked his ear and looked at Old Man Tianji beside him, saying, "Have you ever seen such a shameless piece of trash?"

"Never," Old Man Tianji shrugged, then looked at Xiang Wushen and sneered, "Isn't this exactly what you asked for?"

"My Human Emperor is at the Void Return Third Layer fighting someone at the Void Return Fifth Layer, and you still need to save him?"

"What's the point of keeping such trash? Don't you agree, old beast!"

Hearing himself called a piece of trash and an old beast, Xiang Wushen trembled with rage, shaking the starry sky, but he could find no words to retort.

Just at this moment.

"Old Ancestor!!!"

"Ah!!"

In the starry sky, Demon Xiang Wu's screams rang out. His body was easily severed by the sword light, his demon soul was obliterated, and all nine of his heads fell off...

Just then, a figure calmly caught all the heads, and even pulled his chaos demon emperor palace out from his body, then held it in his hand, looking up calmly at Demon Xiang Wu.

"You!"

The killing intent in Xiang Wushen's eyes had reached its peak. In all his years, he had never encountered anyone who dared to provoke the Xiangliu Clan like this.

"Good, good, good!"

"What a great Shen Family!"

"What a great Human Emperor Hall!"

"Shen Min, Wang Xuanzhi, do you really think you can protect him?" Xiang Wushen's cold voice carried a hint of a threat.

His other Clone had already transmitted the news here to the Heavenly Demon Palace.

A thirty-six-layer immortal palace capable of suppressing the Yao Race—based on this alone, a verdict had already been passed on Shen Nian!

The generations of peerless Prodigies of the Shen Family in the past hadn't they all been schemed to their deaths by them?

Moreover, Shen Nian had not yet fully matured, making him much easier to deal with than those figures!

His words had just fallen.

The next second, the Grass Character Sword Art light, which had not yet completely vanished, slashed toward Xiang Wushen. Facing his dharma body, the sword light was relatively smaller, but it still struck him.

Bang!

The massive sound was like a divine thunderclap exploding, kicking up countless waves in the starry sky.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort exploded like thunder. In Xiang Wushen's huge eyes, there was a trace of anger as he looked at Shen Nian. Although Demon Xiang Wu was dead, to him, it wasn't particularly heartbreaking; he just felt it was a pity that a decent descendant had died.

But for him to be provoked by a Void Return Human Race Cultivator—this was something that had never happened before.

However, with Shen Min and Old Man Tianji nearby, and his dharma body already locked down, even if he had the heart to strike, he had no way to do so.

"If I had known, I would have brought the Heavenly Demon Artifact..." Xiang Wushen muttered to himself, then said, "If you want to slay me, go back and cultivate for another thousand years first!"

Although he said that, his heart was filled with immense shock.

Because a sword mark hundreds of thousands of feet long had been left on his dharma body!!

He was only at the Void Return Third Layer!

To be able to leave a mark on his indestructible dharma body, which had already begun to touch upon the Dao, this was how exaggerated it was!!

At the same time, Xiang Wushen noticed Shen Nian's gaze and couldn't help but be stunned.

Hmm?

He really wants to kill me?

"What a great Emperor Shen!"

"You do have the bearing of Shen Qiong from the past. If you were to reach the Dao Integration Realm, I might really not be your match, but I fear you won't live to see that day..." Xiang Wushen sneered and turned to leave.

At this moment, Shen Nian silently withdrew his regretful gaze. He glanced at the crack, having gained a rough estimate of the power of the Grass Character Sword Art in his heart; he had only wanted to test it, after all.

He hadn't expected to truly slay this Demon Emperor Old Ancestor; otherwise, it wouldn't just be a matter of being outrageous...

Of course, he did want to kill this Demon Emperor, as the chaos demon emperor palace might be able to be raised another level. After all, his immortal palace was special and could be upgraded through the Yao Race...

"It would be great if I could keep this Demon Emperor here..." Shen Nian thought to himself.

To the side.

Shen Min saw this and frowned, wanting to make a move. Great power began to gather around him within the starry sky.

"Don!"

"Let him go back. I know you can kill him, but doing so will alert the Demon Dao, and my plan won't be able to be carried out..."

"Moreover, this Xiang Wushen has nine Clones. Three died during the great war, and now there are still six. Even if you slay this one, it has no meaning. Besides, the harvest today is already big enough, isn't it..." Old Man Tianji immediately sent a voice transmission to stop him, his gaze fixed on the black-clad youth, revealing unprecedented excitement and anticipation, as if he were seeing the future.

Shen Min heard this and looked hesitant, pondering whether or not to slaughter Xiang Wushen.

Just then.

"So much nonsense!"

"Is my Human Race a place that a beast like you can come and go from as you please?"

"One sword!"

"Shall also slay you!"

After this voice fell, Xiang Wushen's pupils constricted. He thought to himself that it was bad, and a voice rang out like thunder.

"White Jade Capital... do you want to start a full-scale war?" The supreme Dao patterns within Xiang Wushen's body operated frantically, wanting to break through the space barrier and leave; he had already begun to feel regret.

He had originally intended to come and go quickly, but he hadn't expected to be dragged out until now.

Even this god of slaughter had come out!

This person was recognized in the Heavenly Demon Realm as the number one in killing power among the current Human Race!

Even he dared not confront his sharp edge.

Only a few Demon Ancestors joining forces could suppress the other party; one-on-one, there was simply no way to fight.

"War?"

"That is exactly what I intended!"

"Then let us fight!"

A man's voice resounded through the starry sky. Just then, no one knew when, a figure leading a lazy green ox stepped calmly through the air.

He wore flowing white robes, unblemished by a speck of dust, with an outstanding bearing. His white hair fell behind him like clouds, unbundled in a topknot. He only used a jade headband to keep his white hair neatly gathered behind his head, letting it hang down naturally.

His features were handsomely bewitching, and he himself was clean and tidy to the point of being bewitching.

What was most striking was that his eyes were covered by a silver band, revealing a sense of mystery.

And on the green ox he led, hung seven jade-like green swords, flowing with supreme divine light.

When Shen Min saw this person, he was momentarily stunned.

"Oh no, a stubborn one has come. Let's kill, let's kill..." Old Man Tianji shook his head helplessly the moment he saw the person arrive.