Master of the Demon Emperor

The Zhou Wu Sword's blood qi coalesced into a two-zhang-tall figure, resembling a blood-colored Demon General, whose posture brimmed with a defiant demeanor. It gradually descended, attaching itself onto Su Yi.

In an instant, Su Yi merged with the blood-colored figure, as if he had donned a layer of armor.

The Blood Shadow's right hand also gripped the Zhou Wu Sword. Subsequently, the blood qi surged, spilling out along the blade, reaching three zhang in length.

Kuang Chu'e hastily stopped, his eyes widened with shock, and he exclaimed, "What kind of Demon Art is this?"

He could feel Su Yi's killing intent had doubled, a complete transformation from before.

"Brat, let me take over your body now; I'll help you slay your enemies!"

The Dragon-Sealing Sword Spirit hummed in Su Yi's mind, its tone domineering and resolute. At that moment, Su Yi felt his body surge with power.

This sensation was even more intense than the first time he had slain demons!

Even a formidable foe like Kuang Chu'e seemed easy to defeat in his eyes!

Be it gods or Buddhas in the heavens, with one sword strike, he could bring them down!

Under the Dragon-Sealing Sword Spirit's control, Su Yi found himself suspended in the air.

"Old bald donkey, we're here where there are fewer people, I can fight without reservations. I'll give you another chance, if you don't back off..."

"Die!"

Su Yi said coldly. Although he had surrendered his body to the Dragon-Sealing Sword Spirit's control, he was the one speaking.

The Four Elders of Great Wei, who had just arrived, along with the journalists and soldiers inside the helicopter, were all stunned.

Su Yi's voice echoed above the streets, filled with confidence and through the camera, it also reached the ears of everyone in the city.

So that was the reason!

His fleeing was to avoid harming the innocent!

At this moment, the people's respect for Su Yi soared, while their opinion of Kuang Chu'e sank even lower.

The very first time Kuang Chu'e met Su Yi, he tried to coerce Su Yi into joining the Western Buddha Dynasty; when Su Yi refused, he faced death!

This type of tyrannical behavior is something most people would despise!

Now, seeing Su Yi's momentum overwhelm Kuang Chu'e, everyone was invigorated.

Even those who were narrow-minded felt the same since Su Yi, like them, came from Earth's Hua Xia and had saved their lives. Emotionally and logically, they all stood by Su Yi's side.

"Finish him off!"

"Such a sanctimonious guy! He's nothing like our monks in Hua Xia!"

"Damn it! Once I cultivate to become immortal, I must help Su Yi avenge!"

"Su Yi's state right now is so cool!"

Everyone in the city was praying for Su Yi, hoping he could defeat Kuang Chu'e.

Kuang Chu'e seethed with anger at Su Yi's words. Slaying demons and exorcising evil was indeed what the Orthodox Path of the Human Clan should do; how dare this Half-Demon speak such bold nonsense, truly a contempt for their Western Buddha Dynasty, a contempt for the Orthodox Path!

He immediately raised his right hand, as Spiritual Power flowed out from his palm, coalescing into a massive Golden Wheel that spun at high velocity, tearing through the air, emitting a piercing noise.

His gaze fixated on Su Yi, he declared, "Demon spawn! Since you remain deluded, today I shall act as a proxy for Heaven's will!"

A proxy for Heaven's will?

Su Yi almost laughed in anger, ready to retort, but found his body uncontrollably lunging forward.

"Why waste words on a dead man!"

The Dragon-Sealing Sword Spirit imperiously stated in his mind; to it, Kuang Chu'e was already a dead man.

Su Yi's speed was more than double that of before; before Kuang Chu'e's right hand could fall, Su Yi's sword had already thrust forward.

To the onlookers, Su Yi turned into a streak of blood light, sweeping across the city's sky, the fifty-meter distance like a teleport.

Kuang Chu'e didn't have time to react when the Zhou Wu Sword pierced through his chest, splattering fresh blood.

The Four Elders of Great Wei were dumbstruck.

Wux Qingyao and Mo Haosheng, who had followed, were also wide-eyed.

The Su Yi who was previously at a disadvantage had suddenly gravely wounded the Great Buddha?

"This aura... it feels like he's become a different person?"

The goat-bearded cultivator exclaimed in surprise as though he had seen a ghost.

Compared to their shock, the entire Xiwan City erupted in cheers.

Su Yi was still the strongest!

"You... how is this possible..."

Kuang Chu'e stammered, his eyes widened to their fullest, betraying a look of horror.

Su Yie's face was ice cold, and with the attachment of the blood-colored armor, his features looked so full of pride.

So what about the Great Buddha of the Western Buddha Dynasty?

Still destined to become a ghost under my sword!

At that moment, Su Yie violently drew his sword, and fresh blood sprayed across the sky like falling petals.

Kuang Chu'e's gaze abruptly focused, and he swung his right hand down, sending the Golden Wheel spinning at high speed towards Su Yie, trying to slice off his head.

Then—

A flash of sword light appeared, and the Golden Wheel was chopped apart!

The Sword Qi collided head-on with Kuang Chu'e, instantly staining his face with blood, making him unable to help but tilt his head back and let out a wail.

Su Yie then stepped squarely on him.

How terrifying was that step!

Su Yie himself possessed the strength of a hundred and twenty dragons, and with the amplification of the Dragon-Sealing Sword Spirit's power, he was strong enough to shatter mountains and sever rivers!

The sturdy body of Kuang Chu'e was directly crushed under his foot, causing many people to scream and shut their eyes.

The Great Buddha, fallen!

The might of the Half-Demon, powerfully extreme!

Mo Haosheng, seeing this, knelt directly on the ruins, quivering all over, his eyes filled with terror.

With such power, if Su Yie wanted to kill him, nobody in the Luoshui Sect could save him!

Just at that moment, a streak of golden light flew out from the mist of blood. Upon a closer look, the golden light revealed a baby the size of a fist, its features resembling Kuang Chu'e's.

It was none other than Kuang Chu'e's Nascent Soul!

Above the Fusion of Heartbeat resides the Nascent Soul, commonly called a Nascent Soul cultivator!

Every Nascent Soul cultivator has the qualifications to establish a sect. Even if they join the Seven Dynasties, they are treated with great deference.

Kuang Chu'e's Nascent Soul flew at tremendous speed, disappearing into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Your physical body isn't strong enough; otherwise, I could have caught him."

The figure of Feng Long echoed in Su Yie's mind, and following that, the blood-colored armor dissipated, turning into wisps of blood that entered into the Zhou Wu Sword.

Su Yie only felt weak and fell straight down.

From dozens of meters in the air, the fall turned his face white with fear. Ultimately, he landed awkwardly, smashing into the ground, causing it to crack and forming a large, human-shaped pit.

Fortunately, his physical body was strong; otherwise, he would have become a pile of mush on impact.

Even so, he felt multiple bones in his body break.

"Feng Long... I send greetings to your parents!"

Su Yie cursed inwardly as he lay in the pit, blood foam continuously bubbling from his mouth. At this moment, even moving his throat felt difficult.

"Sorry, I am a Sword Spirit; I have no parents."

"..."

While Su Yie was in excruciating agony, the citizens of Xiwan City erupted in earth-shattering cheers.

Once again, Su Yie had exhibited his unbeatable strength, inspiring even greater awe among the citizens of Xiwan City.

With such a powerful guardian, their Xiwan City would be safer!

At the same time, Su Yie proved to them that Earthlings could be very powerful too!

"Amazing! He's practically a Superman!"

"What was that golden light just now?"

"Hahaha, we Earthlings really kick ass!"

"Well done! So satisfying!"

"Ah, when can I be as powerful as Su Yie?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The whole city was excitedly discussing Su Yie's performance, unaware that at this moment, Su Yie was in extreme pain.

He tried hard to stand up, his body shaking non-stop.

With his strength, he would never have fallen like this, but Feng Long had squandered all his strength and demonic power earlier, leaving him utterly exhausted as he fell, resulting in severe injuries.