Junior sister, keep forbear for a while, I almost become invincible as soon! Chapter 620 620: No One Will Come Anymore

Wuxian lit half a stick of incense, summoning ancient Heroic Spirits, deterring the many powerful demon races; no one dared to approach this place.

But what if an entire stick were lit?

No one knew what would happen because, in the history of the Demon Emperor Clan, such a scene had never occurred. Even when the Demon Emperor Clan was pursued and hunted by the Northern Demon Emperor, they never lit a whole stick, as the karma involved was too great. It could very well attract a Big Shot to co and destroy this place. Therefore, the Demon Emperor Clan would rather face extermination than risk it. But now?

An hour ago, Guang Xiaoyu had been pondering this very question. Wen Yuqing was the sole royal bloodline of the Wen Dynasty. Her Disciple, Chen Pingping; Guang Xiaoyu herself; and Zi Ji… It was understandable that the Qingfeng lineage was completely linked to the Wen Dynasty. However, despite their actions up to this point, and even though her senior brother had significantly revealed his presence, there had been no response from the heavens above.

She speculated that either soone was blocking those terrifying powerhouses, or… there was a power in this world that even they feared, hence they dared not act rashly.

These conclusions and judgnts fully justified Wuxian lighting an entire stick of incense.

The Demon Emperor trembled. "You're insane, you damn… Do you know what this ans?"

Guang Xiaoyu remained silent.

"They will unleash the Power of Destruction! The entire Northern Border will be devastated! You, , and all of them—we will all die here…" roared the Demon Emperor, as if he had gone mad.

"White Emperor… Are you still just watching? Do you understand the imnsity of this karma?"

"Mad! They're all damn mad…" The Demon Emperor thundered, his expression exceptionally foul.

Wuxian also seed to realize sothing, looking earnestly at Guang Xiaoyu.

But she remained silent.

At that mont, Yue Wuxia shouted, "I am strong enough to slay the Demon Emperor; don't you dare act recklessly!" Boosted by the power of the Divine dicine and her fully awakened Emperor Weapon, her combat strength reached its peak.

In that instant, she was breathtakingly beautiful, immortal energy fluttering around her. Her dress and hair flew in unison, one hand holding the Emperor Weapon, the other gripping her Longsword tightly.

She hovered in mid-air like an ethereal God, looking down upon the Demon Emperor below.

At first glance, she bore a striking resemblance to the White Emperor.

Moreover, the Emperor's Blood Power within her body was silently awakening.

Buoyed by this imnse power, she gained unparalleled courage and, taking a step forward, charged at the Demon Emperor once more.

The Emperor Weapon in her hand blood like a rising sun, transforming from a faint glow to a blazing inferno in re breaths.

Imperial might intertwined with the aura of a Great Emperor, sweeping killing intention across the land.

At that very mont, Guang Xiaoyu struck. Circulating the True Solar Scripture and wielding the Linglong Wood, she unleashed a fearso Sword Dao.

Seeing this, Yue Wuxia sneered, "The renowned Demon Emperor, and he doesn't even possess a single weapon?"

Guang Xiaoyu chuckled. "It's a gift from my senior brother."

Yue Wuxia: "..."

"Back when I was cultivating, my realm was low, and Senior Brother always protected , fearing I might encounter even the slightest danger. Ugh… that's just how he is, so exasperating… But I'm clearly a reborn Emperor Realm powerhouse!" she said with feigned sadness, though joy blood in her heart.

Hmph! Demon Girl, you don't have that, do you? I've been with Senior Brother for many years. Even when I first cultivated my Dantian and underwent Body Refining, it was Senior Brother who personally assisted .

She rembered it vividly.

Lost in her mories, her face suddenly reddened, a bashful and coy expression appearing. "Senior Brother even helped with Body Refining! Back then… I was so young, I didn't understand anything at all. Damn it, Senior Brother actually took advantage of when I…"

Her hesitant words, laden with implications, combined with her shy deanor, instantly angered Yue Wuxia.

Of course, Yue Wuxia herself didn't know why she was getting angry.

Damn it! This woman's words are infuriating, so disingenuous! What does anything you did with your Senior Brother have to do with ? Was it necessary to say it out loud? Hmph! This young lady will never like that foolish boy. He's just a subordinate, useful for a while, but I'd never actually like him.

Yue Wuxia glared at her. "Shaless!"

"Oh, look at these Spirit Pills, these Spiritual dicines, and these cultivation techniques." Guang Xiaoyu smiled proudly. "I initially refused, but… Senior Brother was just so concerned about . What could I do?"

"..."

Trash! Yue Wuxia cursed inwardly and ignored her, focusing all her might on wielding the Emperor Weapon to attack.

But Guang Xiaoyu, unrelenting, caught up with a radiant smile and a cunning twinkle in her eyes. "And this dress—don't underestimate it. It's a powerful piece of protective armor, you know."

Yue Wuxia's face stiffened. Aaaargh!

As the two won verbally sparred, the Demon Emperor, unable to bear the humiliation any longer, roared in fury, fully activating his Bloodline Power. "Demon Emperor! Little girl from the Southern Region! You treat like this today—if I escape this calamity, I will surely slaughter every last one of you!"

His tone was chilling, his face ferociously contorted.

Guang Xiaoyu strode forward, her expression cold. "You won't get the chance."

This battle was different from any before it.

The Demon Emperor had underestimated his opponents.

The Demon Emperor had blundered.

From the mont Chen Pingping and his group stepped into Dayan, he should have taken them seriously.

But he hadn't.

One act of disdain after another had led to a cascade of consequences.

The tide had turned. In fact, he himself had already suffered a backlash, compounded by the loss of his mount and Divine Weapon, his failure to condense the Vast Sword Qi, and now the failure of his Dragon Transformation.

The backlash was severe.

Otherwise, with the Demon Emperor's strength, he would never have been pushed to such an extent. Had he simply raised his hand to activate his Emperor Weapon and charged out, they wouldn't have been able to stop him, no matter how heaven-defying their thods.

Unfortunately, he had missed too many opportunities, becoming increasingly passive until… he had reached a point of no return.

Not far away, Wuxian was tremulously preparing to light the other half of the incense stick.

anwhile, the Demon Emperor faced the onslaught of the two won, the ancient Heroic Spirits, and the two Heavenly Demons. He had been striking out with all his might, desperately trying to fend off their deadly attacks.

But his heart was heavy. Powerful as he was, he was beginning to feel despair.

While battling for his life, his eyes occasionally glanced up at the sky above. There… it remained dark and silent.

"What are you waiting for?" Guang Xiaoyu said. "No one is coming."

"Impossible!" the Demon Emperor retorted, incredulous.

Guang Xiaoyu knew what he was waiting for.

The Demon Emperor also knew what he was waiting for and, more importantly, understood the aning behind Guang Xiaoyu's words: no one was coming!

Damn it! How could this be? Why hadn't the "Big Shot" made an appearance yet? What happened over there? Could it be? The appearance of this group of people here was no coincidence?

With this thought, the Demon Emperor's heart sank to rock bottom.

THWACK!

Guang Xiaoyu's sword strike landed. Taking advantage of his montary distraction, the attack sliced into the Demon Emperor's body, tearing out a stream of Emperor Blood.

The blood spilled onto the earth, and the ruined landscape collapsed further. The scene was devastating.

At that mont, Yue Wuxia, not to be outdone, brought her Emperor Weapon crashing down, completely engulfing the Demon Emperor.

The two Heavenly Demons quickly followed suit.

The ancient Heroic Spirits attacked from the flank.

The Demon Emperor's body was instantly shattered, Great Tao Principles dispersing wildly. But from the blood-soaked earth, a defiant, enraged roar—perhaps a Dragon's Roar—still echoed.

He struggled to reconstitute his body, no longer expecting the "Big Shot" from the heavens. With a wave of his hand, he tried to summon his Emperor Weapon and mount, preparing for a final, desperate battle with the group before him.

But alas, both his Emperor Weapon and mount had already been suppressed.

The Demon Emperor bellowed in fury, "Aaaargh!

"Die! Everyone must die!

"I, this Emperor, will kill you all!

"Damn you all!

"A pack of ants, daring to dream of slaying , this Great Emperor?

"Prepare to die!

"Demon Emperor, I will curse you!"

His hair was disheveled, his gaze hollow yet profound, radiating a chilling aura, imperial might, the presence of a Great Emperor, Great Tao Principles, along with Bloodline Power and demonic power—all sorts of terrifying forces erupted from him.

In that instant, he even began to burn his Great Emperor's Divine Soul, determined to take these 'ants' with him, even in death.

"Not good! He's trying to take us down with him!" Guang Xiaoyu's expression changed drastically, and she retreated rapidly.

Yue Wuxia, on the other side, also realized the danger and tried to withdraw from the battlefield…

But an overwhelming imperial might had already enveloped them like a vast, interwoven net, leaving them no path of escape. The Demon Emperor, looking ferocious, radiated pure killing intention as dark flas began to burn from deep within his body.

He trembled violently, howling in excruciating pain.

At that mont, his will was resolute, his killing intention unwavering. Deep within his profound pupils, madness glead as he advanced step by step…