I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 191 - 189 Demon Emperor! Divine Emperor!

Chapter 191: Chapter 189 Demon Emperor! Divine Emperor!

He came here to wrap things up, or to prevent accidents, not to join in the slaughter.

Of course, if he could kill one or two enemies while exterminating demons, that would be even better.

When Liang Hui was dissatisfied.

The battle at the center of the island had already become one-sided.

Yin Yi’s serpentine tail had been severed, and one of his arms had been blasted into mush; half of his skull had been split open.

He was on the verge of death.

The seven strong attackers had already utilized the depths of their strength.

But their opponent’s demon body was too powerful, forcing them several times to retreat fruitlessly. Yet, at this moment, their foe was not going to last much longer.

"Half of its flesh belongs to my Longevity Hall," a gentle voice spread among the seven.

"Then, the remaining half of the flesh will go to our Great Zhou. His Majesty intends to train a strong army, and its flesh will be perfect for body tempering."

"Then, I shall take its bones for my Divine Soldiers Valley."

"Its soul fragment shall belong to my Yuanyang Cult."

...

In just a few words, Yin Yi’s entire body had been allocated.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

"What do you think you are? In my eyes, you’re not even comparable to the Human Race that once existed in our world."

"Kill me, recklessly divide all that I am, come on!"

Yin Yi let out a long howl as a tattered flag manifested behind him.

Merely emerging, it extinguished all attacks.

The flag was ephemeral and surreal, filled with streaks and blood, the battle standard swaying without wind.

An ancient and distant scroll was slowly unfolding.

There was a Golden Ape fighting against heaven and earth, wielding a stick to tear through a sky full of beings; a giant elephant carrying a divine mountain to fill the great abyss; and a Peerless Sword Cultivator slicing down stars, vanquishing groups of demons, finally falling under a white jade palm with a wailing cry.

There was also a Buddha’s Golden Body sitting cross-legged on the ground, indestructible, holding back a vast sea of demons, yet being shattered by a desperate charge of a Flood Dragon.

"This is my world; these are my people."

"From an insignificant tribe, in just mere hundreds of years, it overturned dominions of a thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years—the Human Race."

"Why should I fear battle, why should I fear death!"

"How about you, dare you?"

A fierce and tragic aura rose from Yin Yi.

The illusory battle flag wrapped forward, enveloping Yin Yi’s beastly body.

"Sacrifice my flesh and blood, offer my bones and soul."

At that moment, his flesh burned away, and his soul began to erode.

At that moment, each of the seven most powerful beings of the Human Race took on a solemn air, no longer as casual as before.

The enemy was fighting desperately!

Ancient mirrors, silver towers, jade seals... one after another, their trump cards were revealed, thundering forward.

However, Yin Yi remained unnaturally calm, quietly watching the torrent before him, each artifact something he would have treated cautiously in his prime.

But at that moment.

"Your Majesty, follow the traces of blood and strike," Yin Yi said.

As his words fell, the seven most powerful human beings first appeared bewildered and then horrified.

The Demon Emperor, an adversary so formidable that even the Divine Emperor, who had grown up, had to treat with caution.

How could it possibly traverse a vast distance beyond imagination to descend into their world?

A blurred palm emerged from the void, gripping the flagpole.

"Your Majesty, I apologize, I have not... completely fulfilled..." A voice weak and intermixed with sobs emitted from Yin Yi.

"No... matter, you... have... done your best."

The gentle and soothing voice eased Yin Yi’s guilty heart.

He closed his eyes, and his kilometer-long body completely dissolved, merging into the war flag.

The ethereal war flag took on a trace of reality, and the hand holding the flagpole sliced downward.

Endless Divine Radiance enveloped everything, smoothing over the chaotic space.

The next moment, the flag collided with various artifacts.

Boom! Thunderous booms!

Huge roaring sounds traveled through the shattered space.

One after another, the artifacts dropped into the turbulent flows of space, but the flag grew increasingly more ethereal.

After all the apparatus had fallen, what remained of the banner was like a lingering shadow.

A low sigh, filled with regret, halted the advance of the battle flag.

The blur of a hand let go of the flag, allowing it to transform into a streak of flowing light that headed off into the distance.

The hand, too, gradually faded away.

Standing opposite were seven of the strongest members of the Human Race, each bearing different injuries.

Despite the severity of their wounds, they ultimately survived.

There was but one exception.

That was a tall figure whose half skull had been shaved off, with even the divine will ground away.

Yet at the moment of death, a large saber embroidered with dragon patterns remained gripped in the hand.

At present, several long cracks appeared on the blade.

"Divine Soldiers Valley, the Chunqiu Dragon Sparrow Blade Master has fallen."

An elderly man in linen clothes, his eyes filled with sorrow.

Looking towards the miserable figures around, he spoke in a deep voice,

"Brother Sun has fallen, but the Chunqiu Dragon Sparrow Blade must be returned to Divine Soldiers Valley, my junior and I will personally make the journey."

Before anyone could respond,

a profound and solemn bell tone sounded from afar.

Accompanied by a wailing cry.

In an instant, everyone turned their gaze in that direction.

At the edge of the shattered space, a handsome young man in blue robes with black hair over his shoulders stood.

With one hand extended, the bronze bell radiating Eternal Radiance hovered above it.

The other hand grasped the tiny figure of a half-human, half-snake creature, the fragmented soul of Yin Yi.

Boom!

The bell rang once more, and the struggling creature in his palm turned directly to dust.

Looking up, his gaze profound, he looked at the silent seven without a ripple of emotion.

"Divine Emperor Your Majesty!"

Before more could be said,

The young man’s figure already transformed into specks of light, merging into the bronze bell.

Immediately after, the bell hurtled into the broken space, heading towards where the Demon Emperor had vanished.

"The Spirit Body," indeed.

A series of low sighs arose, filled with pity, frustration, and unwillingness.

Six figures rapidly retreated, not even bothering to retrieve their fallen trump cards nearby, evidently aware of Liang Hui’s intentions.

This person was worried that the Demon Emperor might have left a contingency before dispersing and sought to thoroughly eradicate it.

The bronze bell reached where the Demon Emperor had disappeared and exploded directly.

Boom!

In an instant, it was as if millions of suns had burst forth, an endless radiance sweeping like a tidal wave, erasing every trace in the space.

And it spread at great speed beyond the space, heading toward the island.

Flattening mountains and hills, destroying ancient trees, grinding the very earth away.

Six figures stood atop the Vault of Heaven, overlooking the dazzling light at the center of the island.

"Even the Flowing Light Bell is a manifestation of power; His Majesty is overly cautious of us."

"No blame can fall upon His Majesty for such, after all, certain individuals did hand His Majesty’s brother over to the Demon Spirit Sect, and I hear he’s already met his end."

"Ding Cheng, does Cloud Mist Sect seek ruination?"

"Yuanyang Cult has never done such a thing. The Sect Master of the Demon Spirit Sect is cunning, seizing His Majesty’s brother while I was away from the sect; even if there were faults, they would be solely my own."

"Heh, is that so?"

Amidst light laughter, one of the figures vanished on the spot.

Meanwhile, two elderly men in linen emerged.

One carried a corpse, the other held the Chunqiu Dragon Sparrow Blade.

"Gentlemen, the demons of the East Sea have been purged. My junior and I will now return to Divine Soldiers Valley with the body."

As their words fell, the two transformed into sword lights and vanished from that place.

At that moment, the other two powerful figures glanced at the Yuanyang Cult Master and instinctively distanced themselves from him.

And then they disappeared as well.