Chapter 383 - The Devil Emperor Was Reborn (1/2)
“You… how can it be…”
Yang Lu stared at Zhou Xuanji furiously. A sense of great fear could be seen hiding in his eyes.
He sensed Zhou Xuanji’s sword Qi, but it was too fast.
It was so fast that he could neither dodge nor deflect it.
He was at least two stages of cultivation higher than Zhou Xuanji.
How did this happen?
He could not understand.
He wanted to regain control of his body but realized that he could not. He could not even eject his astral soul because his soul was inside his body. Only part of his consciousness was in his head.
“What are you doing?”
He cried out fearfully. He finally sensed the imminence of death.
Zhou Xuanji pressed down on his shoulder and laughed coldly, “I want to kill you. You can beg for mercy. Depending on your performance, I will decide whether to kill you or not.”
These were Yang Lu’s words, and Zhou Xuanji returned them to him now to humiliate him.
The Heavenly Guards who were watching afar were covered in cold sweat.
They did not dare to attack because they could not see how Zhou Xuanji had done it. They could only feel chills down their spine.
Yang Lu was greatly enraged, but he could clearly sense that his life was trickling off.
“I’m sorry… please spare my life…” He said with gritted teeth. After he spoke, he suddenly felt giddy.
He had never been humiliated like this before.
Once this spread to the Upper Realm, how could he continue living?
However.
Zhou Xuanji did not stop but continued to absorb Yang Lu’s magic energy. An Eighth Tribulation Scattered Immortal was powerful enough to further advance his cultivation.
Yang Lu grew anxious and could no longer care about his own dignity and face.
“I beg you, leave me alive!”
“I’m begging you. Just treat me like a dog, don’t kill me…”
“I’m willing to become your slave, please let me go…”
“Ahh! What can I do to get your forgiveness?”
Yang Lu’s face was filled with fear and despair as he shrieked as loudly as he could.
Seeing his miserable state, no one had any sympathy. They felt very pleasant.
Those cultivators who were now dead had also begged for mercy before, but did Yang Lu let them go?
This guy deserved death!
A more painful death!
Soon, Zhou Xuanji sucked Yang Lu’s magic energy dry and shattered his soul.
An Eighth Tribulation Scattered Immortal was killed without even retaliation.
He turned to look at the other 29 Heavenly Guards.
Those Heavenly Guards were struck with fear. They really wanted to flee but did not know how to account for this after they got back.
Spirit Sovereign Yan was much more ruthless than Yang Lu and showed no mercy to his subordinates.
Zhou Xuanji took away Yang Lu’s storage rings before he ambled toward the Heavenly Guards.
“My father is mighty!”
Zhou Xiaoxuan cried out excitingly. When she felt despair and anger for Xian Xianghua, her father appeared again and destroyed his enemies with absolute power. At this moment, her eyes were sparkling like stars.
Jiang Xue was moved too, but she did not cry out like Zhou Xiaoxuan.
In her heart, Zhou Xuanji could always turn bad things around.
Hundreds of thousands of Emperor Sword Court’s disciples began reciting the pledge of Emperor Sword Court.
“Help the world with the sword. Save all lives in the world with the sword!”
“Help the world with the sword. Save all lives in the world with the sword!”
“Help the world with the sword. Save all lives in the world with the sword!”
Their eyes were filled with tears, and their blood vessels expanded.
How many times had Zhou Xuanji saved the Northern Wilderness Region?
Their Grand-Teacher was invincible. He was their unfailing faith.
Zhou Xuanji pointed his sword toward the 29 Heavenly Guards and asked, “Where is Spirit Sovereign Yan?”