Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2221 - 2221 2211 Provocation

2221: Chapter 2211 Provocation 2221: Chapter 2211 Provocation Huqiu’s face revealed a trace of a smile, believing that Long Yan was already tempted by his words.

Indeed, after witnessing Yongli’s strength, Long Yan’s thoughts had changed.

“What conditions?

If you join us, a position among the Four Great Demon Guards is guaranteed for you, and even what happened today can be as if it never occurred.

You can have whatever you want.”

Huqiu’s face wore a seductive expression, tempting Long Yan with the absolute sovereignty of this world.

He didn’t believe that Long Yan had no interest.

Meanwhile, Xing Rou had already turned pale with fright, really scared that Long Yan would defect and join the Demon King.

“Really?

I can have anything?”

Long Yan looked at Huqiu with a wicked smile, and his eyes brazenly roamed over her.

At this time, Xing Rou had a deathly look, thinking that Long Yan’s defection was almost a certainty.

Huqiu didn’t pay attention to Long Yan’s gaze.

The Demon Race’s creed was to revere the strong, and without a doubt, Long Yan was strong.

So, Huqiu didn’t say anything, and even deliberately allowed her graceful body to be faintly visible under the black robe, knowing that nearly all men would feel their blood surge at the sight of her body.

“But what if I ask you to relinquish control over the Three Great Cities?”

The evil smile on his face turned into a sneer.

Hearing this, Xing Rou’s face froze, then lit up with elation.

Huqiu’s enchanting smile also froze.

“Do you know what you’re saying?”

“Of course.”

With a wave of Long Yan’s hand, the Lu Xian Sword appeared.

Naturally, he would not join the Four Great Demon Guards.

First of all, he was not from this world and had to return to the Real World; that was certain.

“Then die right here.”

Huqiu wore an indifferent expression, as if nothing mattered.

If a strong one could not be exploited for her own use, then let him die; Huqiu had no intention of giving her opponent a chance.

Slowly, she removed her veil, and Long Yan saw that Huqiu’s eyes were emerald green.

“Be careful, don’t look into her eyes.”

Xing Rou warned Long Yan.

Having dealt with Huqiu for a long time, she had come to understand Huqiu’s eyes.

Although she had never heard it confirmed by Huqiu herself, everyone who looked into her eyes ended up being controlled.

Long Yan felt his body plunged into darkness, where only two bright green eyes faced him, as if someone in the shadows was whispering, instructing Long Yan to obey commands.

“Big Brother Yan.”

Long Yan’s body trembled with a jolt.

He yearned for this voice day and night.

In haste, he turned around, only to see Lingxi with a tragic smile, dressed in a bright red bridal robe—the gown of a bride getting married.

But following Long Yan’s gaze, there was a wound about three feet long on Lingxi’s fair and beautiful neck.

“Big Brother Yan, I will only marry you.”

Lingxi’s voice was somewhat choked up, yet it tore through Long Yan with intense heartache.

He was simply too late—Lingxi had already gotten married.

Never had Long Yan felt such profound regret; a myriad of negative emotions spontaneously flourished within his heart.

“Maybe I should just follow Lingxi then.”

Long Yan was startled by the thought that suddenly surfaced in his mind.

But like maggots gnawing at one’s bones, the thought incessantly proliferated within Long Yan’s inner being.

His body became enshrouded in swirling black fog, with only a pair of crimson gleams visible at the position of his eyes.

“Perfect, he’s fallen into demonic possession so easily.”

Huqiu, in the Real World, had a gleeful expression on her face.

The Long Yan before her eyes had far exceeded her expectations—a truly perfect vessel.

Black aura started to entwine around his body, and the Demonic Qi around him grew increasingly dense.

In an unseen place, within Long Yan’s Sea of Consciousness, the Nine Suns began to emit faint black luminescence.

“If you die, I will avenge you.”

The crimson glow radiating from Long Yan lit up the entire Palace.

A tremendous momentum radiated from his body, spreading terrifying fluctuations outward.

I couldn’t possibly be late, Long Yan was caught in a vicious cycle just now, the sight of Lingxi’s demise left him in utter disarray.

But on second thought, Lingxi was the Little Princess most favored within the Emperor Clan—how could she possibly be married off so easily?

“How did you do that?”

Huqiu’s face showed an incredulous look.

How could someone break free from their environment in an instant?

Indeed, what Long Yan just witnessed was her Life Profound Technique, the Illusionary Realm, which could make one see the very scene they least wished to witness.

Long Yan had to admit that Huqiu’s abilities were indeed hazardous.

Had it not been for the White Tiger’s Secret that stirred within the Martial God Array at his back and jolted Long Yan to consciousness, perhaps he would have truly succumbed to demonic possession.

However, that brief flirtation with demonic possession had caused some issues with Long Yan’s Nine Suns Divine Art—one of the Nine Suns within the Sea of Consciousness had already turned black, still emitting a gentle glow.

Long Yan now had no time for further contemplation.

A trace of venom appeared on Huqiu’s beautiful countenance; she had run experiments before.

Qing Luo was only able to shatter her Illusionary Realm by relying on his immense power, and yet, Long Yan had withstood solely through his indomitable will today.

This realization forced Huqiu to raise her guard.

After all, her greatest strength lay in her ability to induce instantaneous demonic possession, and Long Yan’s performance had undeniably taken her by surprise.

“Hehehe…”

But then an astonishing scene unfolded; there was not a trace of distress on Huqiu’s face.

Instead, she let out a cold laugh, showing no concern that her Divine Art had been completely disrupted by Long Yan.

“I originally wanted you to become my Puppet, but it seems that’s no longer possible now.”

A tinge of regret surfaced on Huqiu’s face.

Her form blurred for a moment, and in an instant, she was right in front of Long Yan.

Under his astonished gaze, her pale hand gently rested on Long Yan’s chest.

With a “boom,” an explosion erupted from Long Yan’s chest.

Overwhelming green Demon Power relentlessly eroded his body, rendering him almost immobile for a moment.

Huqiu’s silhouette reappeared in the air for her next descent—seemingly powerless palm strikes landed on Long Yan again.

A tremendous force transmitted through Long Yan’s body, and he was slammed into the ground by Huqiu’s single blow.

“See?

This is absolute Power.

You have no choice other than submission.”

It appeared Huqiu still harbored the intention to subjugate Long Yan.

Her pair of green pupils steadfastly stared at him—if she heard even a trace of refusal from Long Yan, she wouldn’t hesitate to shatter his skull.

Whether in the Cultivation World or the Demon World, the weak are merely playthings for the Strong Ones; those who are weak shall perish.

That is the Rule of the survival of the fittest.

“Is that it?”

Long Yan rose from the Ruins.

Consecutive large-scale battles had the Demon King’s Palace teetering on the verge of collapse, illustrating just how immense the battles had been.

Long Yan’s body swayed slightly, but the words that came out of his mouth were still provocatively laced.