104: Chapter 104 The Despair of the Moonflower Royal Family

After retreating from the Western Region, the three of them did not look pleased, especially Elder Mo Ya, who had always despised those bald monks from the Buddhist sect in the Western Region.

Before being placed under the Seal, he had been tricked by these bald monks more than once.

He had not expected that shortly after breaking the Seal, they would stumble again in front of these bald monks.

"Hmph! I truly underestimated these bald monks! I thought that after so many years, the old ones among these Buddhist bald monks would have died off! There shouldn't be many left who can fight!"

"It seems they still have some substance."

Hei Tu curled his lip in dissatisfaction and complained in a muffled voice: "See! I told you! It was a waste of effort! You should have listened to me earlier and gone to the Eastern Region first to devour the blood Qi of those Mortal Cultivators until we recovered fifty or sixty percent of our strength. Wouldn't it have been easier to come back and deal with these bald monks then?"

"None of you ever listen to me!"

White Luan, who had been silent, slowly opened her eyes and cast a cold glance at Hei Tu, which immediately made him shut his mouth.

"We are going to the Eastern Region now."

Since White Luan had spoken, Hei Tu and the others had no objections; the three of them did not pause in the slightest and sped toward the east.

In the Eastern Region, there was a small border town of the Yuehua Dynasty.

A quarter of an hour ago, it was bustling with people, and merchants were everywhere, but the very next moment, a giant palm descended from the sky, instantly reducing this small border town to ruins.

A thick flood of blood Qi surged toward Hei Tu and the other two in the Void Realm.

Three hours later, the capital of the Yuehua Dynasty faced the greatest crisis since the founding of the dynasty.

The sky was filled with overflowing blood Qi, terrifying explosions rang out incessantly outside the city, and buildings inside the city collapsed in large swathes as the dignitaries and commoners living in the Yuehua capital fled in terror.

At the entrance of the Yuehua imperial palace, the massive city wall collapsed halfway down under the impact of an invisible, immense force!

Amidst the smoke and rubble, Emperor Wei Cang was protected by guards, looking forward with a terrified expression, while the panicking princes behind him were so frightened that they fell to their knees.

Only his youngest daughter, Princess Wei Linger, though a flash of panic crossed her eyes, bit her lip tightly and stubbornly looked up at the three demonic figures in the Void Realm.

"Who... who can come and save us?... As long as someone can kill those three demons, I am willing to do anything!"

"Your, Your Majesty! We can't stop them, we really can't! Let's retreat quickly! As long as the green mountains remain, there is no need to worry about firewood!" An old eunuch walked up to Emperor Wei Cang and advised him anxiously.

"Retreat!? Impossible. I am the supreme Emperor of the Yuehua Dynasty; even if I die, I will not live in disgrace!!" Emperor Wei Cang looked at the three dark shadows in the distant sky, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He grabbed the old eunuch's arm and shouted loudly: "Quick! Go and notify the Great Xia! Notify that Emperor of the Underworld!! Hurry!! As long as that Emperor of the Underworld can arrive, our Yuehua might still be saved!"

"Your Majesty!! The Great Xia is too far away, it's too late..."

As if to confirm his words, the three suffocating figures in the Void Realm appeared directly above the imperial palace while they were speaking, and a terrifying pressure descended, pinning everyone, including Emperor Wei Cang, to the ground, unable to move.

At this moment, for the first time in the fifty years since he ascended the throne, Emperor Wei Cang felt such despair: "Emperor of the Underworld! As long as you can save Yuehua! I promise you that from now on, everything will respect the Great Xia as supreme! My life, the lives of my ministers, all belong to you!"

Emperor Wei Cang's dying words, though not loud, reached the ears of Hei Tu and the other two.

"Big sister, did you hear that? These ants, at death's door, are still shouting something about... the 'Emperor of the Underworld'? Hahaha, in this remote Eastern Region, someone actually dares to call themselves the 'Emperor of the Underworld'!?" Hei Tu picked his ear, grinned wide, and turned to White Luan with a strange laugh.

Elder Mo Ya cast his gaze on the people below, who were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and sneered: "Nonsense. Is the title of Emperor of the Underworld something an ordinary person can bear?"

White Luan's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest, and she simply said coldly: "Hei Tu, what are you waiting for! Clean them up quickly."

"Understood! Watch closely, Big Sister!" Hei Tu replied with a grimace, raised his hand casually again, and pressed down through the air toward Emperor Wei Cang and the others below!

Following his action, a giant palm descended from the sky, and before the palm print arrived, the terrifying gale had already forced Emperor Wei Cang and the others from their kneeling position to lying flat on the ground.

"No! I don't want to die yet!"

"Father!! Save... save us!!"

"Lord Emperor of the Underworld will avenge us!!"

Just as that palm print was about to land completely, the sound of a blade hummed from the far east!

Immediately after, a blade light streaked across the sky, arriving after the initial attack but striking first, slicing right into the center of the descending palm print!

The giant palm print was actually split in two by this blade light, and the energy of the severed palm print spiraled out of control to both sides, crashing violently into the remaining palace complex.

"Boom! Rumble—!!"

The loud noise was deafening, and the few remaining side halls next to the Golden Throne Hall collapsed completely under the impact of the scattered energy, turning into ruins.

Amidst the swirling dust, Emperor Wei Cang and the others, who had escaped death, were stunned.

This... who just attacked? Could it be that their prayers were truly heard, and that Emperor of the Underworld from the Great Xia had come to save them?

Princess Wei Linger, who had originally lowered her head, suddenly looked up; she stared blankly in the direction the blade light had come from, her heartbeat involuntarily speeding up, faster and faster.

Had he really... really come?

"Little Sister, your face..." A prince nearby noticed a faint blush suddenly appearing on Princess Wei Linger's pale cheeks and asked subconsciously.

Princess Wei Linger came to her senses and hurriedly shook her head: "No, it's nothing... It's, it's just the dust choking me..." But her gaze uncontrollably drifted toward the distance again.

There, a figure dressed in a black Dragon robe was stepping through the Void Realm, one step at a time.

He walked very slowly, yet very quickly!

In just a few steps, he had already arrived opposite Hei Tu and the others.

"Emperor of the Underworld! It really is Lord Emperor of the Underworld!!"

"Heaven has eyes! Lord Emperor of the Underworld has descended!!" Among the ruins, some of the surviving guards shouted hoarsely, not knowing who started it, and immediately, even Emperor Wei Cang and the others could not help but join in the shouting.

"Emperor of the Underworld! Emperor of the Underworld! Emperor of the Underworld!!"

High in the sky, White Luan, Elder Mo Ya, and Hei Tu all frowned slightly at the same time.

Hei Tu withdrew his hand and looked at the red mark that had suddenly appeared on his right palm; for the first time, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, but it was immediately replaced by a strong interest in the newcomer.

"That blade just now... is interesting. You wouldn't happen to be the 'Emperor of the Underworld' that these ants are talking about, would you? By the looks of it, you actually have some strength."

Elder Mo Ya and White Luan did not speak; they only exchanged a glance before sizing up the newcomer from head to toe.