Master of the Demon Emperor

"Karmic Tribulation Technique?"

Tai Yi's brows furrowed deeper, and he asked in astonishment, "Who is so malicious, and moreover, the caster's cultivation is clearly not simple. You didn't say, and I hadn't even noticed it was the Karmic Tribulation technique."

The Silver-faced Man walked over, grinning and asked, "It seems your cultivation isn't up to par, is it?"

On hearing this, Tai Yi snorted coldly and turned his head away.

Seeing this, the Silver-faced Man no longer said anything else, waved his right hand, and swept up Su Yie and the others. They flew away, turning into a beam of light, vanishing into the darkness.

"After this matter ends, you must leave Chaos, or else don't blame me for being unmerciful out of old times' sake!"

Enclosed within the light orb, Su Yie and the others heard Tai Yi's voice, and at this, Ren Wokuang and the two others couldn't hold back anymore and began to curse at Tai Yi.

All sorts of disgusting words spilled from their mouths, since Tai Yi wasn't in front of them anyway.

"Who was that person just now? Could he be from the Chaos Imperial Clan?"

Su Yie asked the Silver-faced Man, not knowing why, but when he had faced Tai Yi earlier, he had caught a flash of killing intent from Tai Yi, fleeting but definitely not his imagination.

If Tai Yi really wanted to kill him, there could only be one possibility.

That his guess was correct!

"He indeed has connections with the Chaos Imperial Clan, you'll know later."

The Silver-faced Man smiled as he replied, but his answer made Su Yie frown.

He didn't like this feeling of being kept in the dark.

At that moment, Ren Wokuang and the others gathered around, all pleading with the Silver-faced Man to teach Tai Yi a lesson.

It must be said, while they didn't peak in other abilities, their capability to cause trouble was quite impressive.

After receiving Tai Yi's instructions, the Silver-faced Man began to head towards Martial Dragon Hall.

Ren Wokuang and the others spread the message within Emperor Su's Sect, wildly bragging about how powerful the Silver-faced Man was, taking their troublemaking abilities to the extreme.

Within Emperor Su's Sect.

Ji Bubai: Keep bragging, what's your father's name, I'll fight him!

Supreme Dragon Shaking: If my son were like you guys, I'd definitely regret it, and surely beat him up to the point his father wouldn't recognize him.

Sage Tathagata: Good, I'm also heading to Martial Dragon Hall, I'll let your foster father make the first move then.

Long Su of Divine Honor: Why bother, do you have a grudge against your own foster father?

Ren Wokuang: A bunch of idiots, if you don't believe it, then come and watch the fight! I'll have you transported here!

Tang Qingtian: Sorry, this idiot's acting up again.

...

Thus, many members of the Emperor Su's Sect were claiming they would personally go to watch the fight.

Su Yie felt a headache coming on, suddenly wanting to kick the three Ren Wokuang brothers out of Emperor Su's Sect.

Their arrogance, would it not provoke Emperor Su's Sect into a mass brawl with the Silver-faced Man?

Thinking this, Su Yie fake coughed to hint to the Ren Wokuang brothers.

However, these three guys didn't open their eyes but instead grinned excitedly, nearly drooling.

...

Godly Ancestor Universe.

Heavenly Cold Gate, a cliff facing the stars.

Qiu Daoyi stood at the edge of the cliff, hands behind his back, with Lee Jingmo standing behind him.

"Has he not replied yet?"

Qiu Daoyi asked, his tone somewhat irritable.

"No, but he only recently joined the Dustblade Sect, it would seem suspicious if he were persuaded too quickly."

Lee Jingmo replied, easing Qiu Daoyi's furrowed brows.

He was indeed too anxious.

Every time he thought of Su Yie's talent and strength, he couldn't sit still.

During this period, he frequently had Lee Jingmo send messages to Su Yie, trying to persuade him, but he never got a reply.

Little did he know, Su Yie was no longer within the Dustblade Sect.

"The Holy Realm Refinement matter, are you prepared? Ao Ruyu of the Ao Family will also participate this time, I hope you can redeem yourself."

Qiu Daoyi sighed, then changed the subject and asked.

The moment Ao Ruyu's name was mentioned, Lee Jingmo's brow involuntarily furrowed, his fists clenched.

Before Ao Ruyu's descent, he was the most famously gifted individual beneath the Holy Realm in the Godly Ancestor Cosmos and his renown greatly plummeted after Ao Ruyu defeated him.

"This time, I will surely defeat him, and I will also achieve sainthood in one fell swoop!"

Lee Jingmo replied resoundingly.

"Hmm, you may leave now."

Qiu Daoyi waved his sleeve. Ever since he'd met Su Yie, his interest in Lee Jingmo had waned.

He had now placed his hopes for the revitalization of Heavenly Cold Gate on Su Yie.

After all, Su Yie had the backing of Emperor Su's Sect, while Lee Jingmo brought too little to Heavenly Cold Gate.

After Lee Jingmo departed, Qiu Daoyi sighed again.

"Ah, Celestial Authority Demon Star, how can I make use of you?"

Qiu Daoyi murmured to himself, resolving that even if Su Yie still refused to join Heavenly Cold Gate in the end, he wouldn't be angered but would instead try to forge a relationship.

If he could join Emperor Su's Sect through Su Yie, nothing could be better.

Meanwhile, as Qiu Daoyi was still troubled, on the other side, Su Yie had already launched an attack on the Martial Dragon Hall, far stronger than Heavenly Cold Gate.

...

Seven days later.

They finally arrived at the starry space where Martial Dragon Hall was located.

The intense light dissipated, and Su Yie and his companions looked ahead. Countless palaces spread like stars across the space in front of them, densely packed and dazzling.

"Gao Lishen, I am here!"

Su Yie shouted loudly, his voice echoing through Martial Dragon Hall.

He believed that Gao Lishen still remembered his voice.

Suddenly, terrifying pressures exploded, converging towards Su Yie and his four companions.

The Silver-faced Man stood in front, absorbing all the pressures. His garment fluttered slightly, and he appeared calm, seemingly unaffected.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

Several figures flew out from various palaces, assembling at the edge of the palace cluster in a neat formation, a dark mass, looking over at Su Yie and his group.

The aura of these beings was mighty, with the weakest among them possessing the Cultivation of Sainthood.

At a glance, there were at least a million of them.

A million with the Cultivation of Sainthood?

Su Yie was inwardly shocked, realizing he had underestimated Martial Dragon Hall.

"Everyone, back off!"

The voice of Gao Lishen rang out, and immediately the Martial Dragon Hall's army retreated like the tide, showing no hesitation, a testament to their strict discipline.

Soon enough, Gao Lishen flew out of his palace, approaching within ten thousand meters of Su Yie and his companions.

The beings from Martial Dragon Hall watched the battle from their respective palaces.

"Another challenger for General Gao?"

"Tsk, tsk, guess how many moves they'll last?"

"The last guy lasted less than a hundred moves, this time, I bet they won't last more than ten!"

"Hahaha, there's going to be a good show!"

"They dare to challenge General Gao with just the Cultivation of Sainthood?"

A chorus of mockery, all deriding Su Yie and his companions for overestimating themselves.

Dong Hao frowned, remembering vividly the day's performance by Su Yie, who had even put Gao Lishen at a disadvantage.

Unexpectedly, Su Yie had come this quickly—could it be he had greater confidence?

"You're too hasty. Worried I would go back on my word?"

Gao Lishen said expressionlessly. After returning, his strength had improved further, and he was not afraid of Su Yie invoking a Forbidden Technique again.

In his view, Su Yie was courting death!

Su Yie did not respond to him; the Silver-faced Man slowly stepped forward.

"Father! Get him!"

Ren Wokuang shouted hoarsely, his excitement evident as if he had already seen Gao Lishen kneeling and begging for mercy.

Gao Lishen's gaze fell on the Silver-faced Man, and he slightly raised an eyebrow, asking, "Who are you?"