Master of the Demon Emperor

Gao Lishen was extremely skilled in cultivation, his rage alone caused the entire palace to tremble.

The young general hurriedly knelt down, pressing his forehead against the ground, not daring to speak again.

Though he appeared frightened, he didn't take it seriously since he knew the general was putting on an act for the Hall Master.

Martial Dragon Hall seemed powerful, but the internal strife was extremely intense, especially between Gao Lishen and the Hall Master.

Once, Gao Lishen had been the Hall Master's most valued general, but as Gao Lishen grew stronger and accumulated more merits, the Hall Master began to fear him.

Until today, the Hall Master even wanted Gao Lishen dead!

"Dong Hao, how long have you been with me?"

Gao Lishen asked with closed eyes, his tone also slowing.

The young general known as Dong Hao raised his head, answering respectfully, "For one million one hundred seventy-five thousand three hundred twenty-nine years. Had it not been for the general's shelter back then, I should have died and been buried in reincarnation."

"Your talent may not be top-notch, but your diligence compensates for your lack of innate skill, allowing you to achieve your current status. However, I hope you realize that your temperament has changed, and without me, think about the enemies you have made."

Gao Lishen said calmly, his words striking Dong Hao like thunder.

In that moment, Dong Hao thought of many things.

He originally thought Gao Lishen was just performing, but he was indeed trying to give him a warning.

He took a deep breath, unsure how to respond.

Gao Lishen waved his hand, signaling that he could leave.

Dong Hao could only depart, and as he walked out of the palace, his expression turned dark.

…

"The Karmic Tribulation Technique is not insolvable, it depends on the cultivator's abilities."

The Silver-faced Man sat in front of Su Yie, speaking softly, laughing as if the Karmic Tribulation Technique meant nothing to him.

At that moment, they were still within a sphere of light, flying along led by the Silver-faced Man.

Su Yie frowned, he had always thought that Venerable Xuanyuan was behind the transportation of Mystical City, and possibly even the Karmic Tribulation Technique.

But now, he felt he might have been mistaken.

According to the Xuanyuan Human Emperor, if the Human Clan were annihilated by the Demon Clan, Venerable Xuanyuan would at most reach the Manifestation of Saintly Cultivation, and even with a Divine Artifact, he could not have orchestrated such a grand scheme.

He even speculated that someone was impersonating the Xuanyuan Human Emperor.

"Foster father, could it be that even you have no solution?"

Ren Wokuang furrowed his brows as he spoke. Although Su Yie occasionally beat him up, overall he treated him quite well, and honestly, so he did not want Su Yie befallen by calamity.

The Silver-faced Man did not answer directly, saying, "Everyone has their own path to follow, and until the end, you will never know whether what you are experiencing is good or bad."

The four of them pondered, even the carefree Ren Wokuang and Ren Wolang were lost in thought.

Looking back, although Su Yie had faced many trials and pain, and had even despaired at times, now it all seemed like water under the bridge. He had no regrets and was even grateful for those experiences.

Yes!

He was grateful!

Not to mention those Earthlings who met tragic deaths, from the bottom of his heart, Su Yie was grateful that he had transported to the Ancient Wilderness.

Had he stayed on Earth, even if his future might not have been mediocre, it definitely wouldn't have been as spectacular as now.

He cherished the feeling of becoming strong and wanted to keep getting stronger, which was also why he refused to stop moving forward.

Fundamentally, even if not for Nan Xiaopao, not for his subordinates, not for the Extraterrestrial Beings, nor for his parents on Earth, he wanted to become stronger!

"Alright, we're almost there. When we arrive, unless I instruct otherwise, none of you should speak, and as for this little guy, keep him hidden."

The Silver-faced Man interrupted everyone's reflections, saying with a smile.

Su Yie raised an eyebrow, wondering how the Silver-faced Man knew he could keep the Eight-Winged Dragonling concealed.

Thinking it through, he directly tucked the Eight-Winged Dragonling into the Small World of the Southern Heavens, then tasked the Zhou Wu Sword and the Sword of Defeated Grudges with guarding it.

The bright light faded.

As everyone landed, their eyes were greeted by a world unclear and murky.

There were no sun, moon, or stars, and the surrounding darkness was only faintly illuminated by dim light, revealing the barren land.

The Silver-faced Man walked ahead, Su Yie and the others closely followed behind.

Looking up at the darkness above, Su Yie inexplicably thought of the scenes at the edge of the Chaos Land.

Ren Wokuang and the other two were also curious about whom their foster father was taking them to meet.

After walking for quite a while, an extremely authoritative voice rang out, as if a deity was roaring.

"How did you come here!"

Even Su Yie couldn't help but feel his heart pound in fear.

Merely the voice made him feel that the other party was even stronger than Gao Lishen!

"Who exactly is it?"

Su Yie wondered, his innate wariness kicking in when faced with the unknown.

"Old friends meeting, won't you come out now!"

The Silver-faced Man snorted coldly, seemingly a bit displeased.

As his words fell, bursts of grey mist suddenly appeared, and a great wind whooshed by, causing everyone's robes to flutter wildly.

The grey mist in front of the Silver-faced Man condensed into a human figure.

Tall and burly, with unruly hair and wearing a black robe, his face was imposing, giving off an extremely strong oppressive feeling.

"Tai Yi, I brought my son to see you, and you are not happy?"

The Silver-faced Man folded his arms and huffed.

Tai Yi?

Su Yie slightly furrowed his brow. The Chaos Imperial Clan had the Tai Yi Clan, could it be that this man in a black robe also came from the Tai Yi Clan?

Upon hearing this, Tai Yi gave Su Yie and his group a glance and disdainfully said, "These are your sons? What a waste!"

Waste?

The faces of Su Yie and the others changed slightly, feeling uncomfortable with the outright insult.

"I…"

Ren Wokuang unconsciously wanted to curse out loud, but was stopped by the Silver-faced Man raising his hand.

Tai Yi ignored him and stared at the Silver-faced Man, asking, "Speak up, what is it? I've told you, you few shouldn't come to Chaos!"

He looked very upset, as if he could start a fight at any moment.

The Silver-faced Man remained indifferent, smilingly said, "Where is the Martial Dragon Hall? I need to make a trip there, where my son is."

Tai Yi, speechless, asked irritably, "How many sons do you actually have?"

"Eight."

The Silver-faced Man shrugged as he replied.

"Eight..."

Upon hearing this, Tai Yi momentarily fell into a daze.

He said nothing, and the Silver-faced Man also remained silent, naturally, Su Yie and his group did not dare to interrupt.

After a good while, Tai Yi finally raised his right hand, pointed towards the Silver-faced Man through the air, and then said, "Alright, you may leave now."

During the conversation, he glanced over the Silver-faced Man's shoulder, carefully sizing up Su Yie and his group.

"Wait!"

Tai Yi suddenly changed his mind, appearing abruptly in front of Su Yie.

Their eyes met, and they were less than half a meter apart, the tall figure of Tai Yi looking down at Su Yie, his brows tightly furrowed.

An indescribable oppressive feeling rushed toward Su Yie, but he did not step back.

Su Yie was no ordinary man by this time, having faced too many powerful enemies, his mental fortitude was incredibly strong, and he was not easily frightened.

"This young man's misfortune…"

Tai Yi spoke in a heavy tone, but he did not finish the rest of the sentence.

The Silver-faced Man sighed, "He has been afflicted with the Karmic Tribulation Technique, it's a pity, if someone had a remedy, how wonderful that would be. I treat him like my own child; if he were to die, I would surely be devastated."

Su Yie's mouth twitched slightly; this old rascal was actually taking advantage of him!