139: Chapter 138 Cheating? I can do that too.

Xiao Ye looked up at the heaven-blocking Dharma Body, his mouth twitching, face full of disdain: "Dharma Body? And a five-person Body Integration? You guys are pulling out a Gundam because you can't win? That's too cheap."

He shook his head, flipped his hand, and the primitive time hourglass appeared in his palm.

"You think only you guys know how to cheat? I can too!"

The hourglass flipped, and time reversed.

The time and space around the Dharma Body suddenly twisted. That thousand-foot-tall behemoth was like being erased by an invisible eraser, rapidly shrinking, splitting, and retreating—the five Dharma Bodies separated again and shrank back into their respective bodies.

Hu Jia and the other four stood on the spot, eyes dazed, as if they had just had a dream. Their minds were blank, and they hadn't yet reacted to what had happened.

"What..." Hu Jia suddenly sobered up, pupils shrinking, "You actually have a time-type Magic Treasure?!"

Xiao Ye had already pressed forward. Flipping his right hand, five dazzling stars appeared in his palm, slowly rotating around his hand—Heavenly Star Palm, fully activated, with the Spiritual power of a Soul Transformation Great Perfection pouring out.

"Sending you on your way."

With one palm strike, the five stars exploded simultaneously, blasting onto the chests of the five people respectively.

Hu Jia, Barbarian Demon, White-Haired Demoness, Moon Demon, and Hungry Demon vomited blood at the same time, flying backward like kites with broken strings, smashing into the ground and sliding a long distance. Each of them was breathing weakly, with more air going out than coming in, unable to climb up again.

Xiao Ye stepped forward and sealed their cultivation one by one.

"Job done." Xiao Ye clapped his hands, the sun moon divine sword returned to its sheath, and he stood calmly on the scorched earth.

He took out the ten thousand soul banner from his bosom and gave it a flick.

The black banner unfurled in the wind, with gloomy winds howling. A powerful suction force sucked all the souls of the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Devil Heads on the battlefield into the banner. The ten thousand soul banner rattled in his hand as if it had eaten a full meal, shaking with satisfaction a few times.

"Hmm, hehehe! Now the ten thousand soul banner isn't just a lone commander with only Hao Sailei anymore." Xiao Ye put away the ten thousand soul banner and shouted to the distance, "Alright, come out! Time to clean up the battlefield!"

Several military officers hiding in the distance poked their heads out. Seeing the Devil Heads lying all over the ground and the disheveled, dying Saints of the Demon Sect, their eyes went round, and their mouths opened wide enough to fit a fist.

"The Emperor... won?"

"Nonsense, of course the Emperor won! Hurry up, don't dawdle, clean up the battlefield!"

The military officers brought a team of ordinary soldiers and rushed up, starting to flip over corpses, strip Storage Pouches, and pick up Spiritual Artifacts, their movements as agile as a well-trained scavenger team.

A soldier squatted beside Barbarian Demon, looked at the big axe broken into two pieces, and whispered: "Sir, can this axe still be used?"

"Use my ass, it's broken."

Another soldier walked to Hungry Demon, reached out to check her breath, turned back and shouted: "Sir, this woman still has Qi! What should we do?"

The officer walked over to take a look, then turned to look at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye was squatting on a large stone, holding A-Diao and feeding it a Medicinal Pill, without even raising his head: "Kill the men directly. Send the women to my bedchamber, I will 'interrogate' them strictly."

"The Emperor is wise!" The officer took the order and waved his hand, "Tie them up! Tie them all up! Be gentle, don't kill them, the Emperor still needs to 'interrogate' them!"

The soldiers scrambled to tie up the five Demon Sect Saintesses securely, like zongzi, and lifted them onto stretchers.

As for Hu Jia and Barbarian Demon, their heads had already been severed at this moment.

Xiao Ye jumped down from the stone, patted his robe, looked at the spoils of war and captives all over the ground, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Withdraw! Return to the palace."

— —

Within two days, the news of the great battle spread like it had grown wings throughout the entire East Sea Region.

The seven Saints and Saintesses of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace—the men were killed, the women were captured; the rest of the Devil Heads were wiped out.

Once the news came out, the entire East Sea exploded, and all Cultivators were fiercely discussing Emperor Xiao's awesome battle record.

"Emperor Xiao's use of the Formation was simply like heavenly thunder rolling, hacking the Devil Heads until they cried for their fathers and mothers!"

"And that domineering suit of his, beating the Saints of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace until they were howling, so fierce!"

"Seven Soul Transformation experts were no match for him; Emperor Xiao is truly going to be Heaven-Defying!"

"Isn't that so? I heard he is only at the Nascent Soul Peak, yet he kills enemies across levels like chopping melons and vegetables."

The news reached the ears of those female Cultivators who admired the strong, and one by one, their hearts were stirred.

Some female Cultivators even gave up the bounty for hunting down the remnants of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace and traveled thousands of miles to Great Qian, just to catch a glimpse of Emperor Xiao's true face. What if they were chosen?

Xiao Ye had taken out nine Saints of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace by himself, which undoubtedly gave a shot in the arm to the righteous Cultivators who were besieging other Devil Heads of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace. Their morale soared, and they chased and killed even harder.

And on the endless coastline, on the front line, the Master of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace—Mo Sha, who was jointly attacking the defense line of the Tianji Holy Land with the Southern Border army.

Upon learning that her nine Saints had been killed or captured by a Nascent Soul Peak expert, she was so angry that she threw the wine cup in her hand and cursed: "Trash! A bunch of trash!"

She had wanted to use the pawns she had planted before to coordinate from the inside and outside to disrupt the interior of the East Sea Region, but now the plan had completely fallen through.

The Master of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace had a gloomy face, looking in the direction of Great Qian, killing intent surging in her eyes, but she had to re-evaluate this inconspicuous small country's emperor.

In the Great Qian Imperial Palace, inside the Emperor's bedchamber, the five Saintesses of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace were tied up securely, their hands hung up, lined up in a row like cured meat hanging under the eaves.

Xiao Ye moved a chair and sat in the middle, crossing his legs, his gaze sweeping over their faces one by one, and finally falling on one of them—Liu Yao, whose body was wrapped in flower petals. She looked like an exquisite flower bud when unconscious, but had a bit of stubbornness after waking up.

"Let's start with you." Xiao Ye stood up, walked to Liu Yao, pinched her chin, and asked with a smile, "Are you going to talk or not?"

Liu Yao turned her head and bit her lip: "Talk... talk about what?"

"Do I need to remind you?" Xiao Ye raised his eyebrows.

"If you don't ask, how would I know what to say?"

"Oh? You dare to talk back?" Xiao Ye glared, "It seems the 'punishment' wasn't heavy enough."

He turned around, picked up a feather from the table, and lightly stroked the soles of Liu Yao's feet.

"Pfft—" Liu Yao shuddered all over, feeling both angry and ticklish, with tears almost coming out, "Bastard... what exactly do you want to ask..."

"Tell me everything about the plan of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace." Xiao Ye stroked again.

"I really don't know! I'm just a bystander!" Liu Yao broke down.

The White-Haired Demoness hanging on the side watched this scene with a blank expression and spoke coldly: "You, the dignified Emperor of Great Qian, only have this kind of method? Tickling? Aren't you ashamed?"

Xiao Ye turned back to look at her and smiled: "Yo, this one has a stiffer mouth? Fine, I'll interrogate you first."

He put down the feather, walked to the White-Haired Demoness, looked her up and down, and thought it was time for a 'strict interrogation'.

Xiao Ye took out a pile of tools; these were props he used for interrogating female agents according to a certain island nation's movie from his previous life.

The White-Haired Demoness's face changed slightly: "You... what are you going to do?"

"Hehehe," Xiao Ye had an evil smile on his face, "I hope you can hold on a little longer later!"

"Ahhhhhhh—"