My Informative Cultivation Life

"You call yourself Hei Sha? That seat is not for the likes of you. Step down obediently and kneel before me. Hand over the Commander's Seal, and I will spare your life,"

Xun Yu's eyes were frosty cold as he stood with his hands behind his back, like a sovereign overlooking the world. The formidable aura he exuded transformed into an angry dragon that charged directly at Yang Ji, seemingly intending to intimidate him with his overwhelming majesty into submission.

"Oh? You wish to challenge me?" Yang Ji remained unmoved, smiled slightly, and the angry dragon formed from Xun Yu's aura neared him, only to be shattered by a single thought, whimpering before dissipating as a breeze.

"Hmm?" Seeing that Yang Ji so effortlessly neutralized his aura attack, Xun Yu's pupils contracted slightly.

"Emperor's Child, this man has some skill. Strike first and use your strongest methods to suppress him!" Tianhua Demon Sage glanced at Yang Ji and transmitted his voice emphatically.

"Since you're courting death, it's not my fault!" A murderous light surged in Xun Yu's eyes, and in the midst of speaking, he transformed into a streak of light that lashed out, his fist clenching to reveal his strongest weapon, the mid-grade Demon Mace.

This Lifebound Magic Treasure, which had been forged from materials sought after by Demon Emperor Xun Ze, was extremely powerful.

Xun Yu's speed was incredibly fast, and over such a short distance, he almost instantly appeared before Yang Ji, the black light from the Demon Mace waxing as he paired it with 'Godslayer Maceless Technique,' a Supreme Divine Power, making his attack as swift as lightning and exceedingly fierce.

Just as the Demon Mace was about to reach a foot away from Yang Ji's head, Xun Yu suddenly halted his stroke, his eyes revealing a look of pain.

"A firefly dares to compete with the bright moon?" Yang Ji scoffed coldly, his eyes narrowing as he suddenly struck out. Swiping his right claw, he utilized the Nine Nether Claw, enveloping Xun Yu with thick Demonic Qi. With one swipe, he sent him flying away.

Boom!

Xun Yu was instantly reduced to a mass of Origin Demonic Qi. The Demon Mace, with its powerful intelligence, vibrated and autonomously launched an attack at Yang Ji.

"A lost gem, swear allegiance to me, and I will bring you peerless glory!" Golden Runes surged around Yang Ji's palm as he grabbed the Demon Mace. It trembled uncontrollably, causing Yang Ji's palm to split instantly. Even his palm, comparable to a Low-grade Dao Artifact, was on the verge of shattering.

"Good mace!" Yang Ji exclaimed without anger; instead, he laughed heartily. He immediately cast the Ultimate Nightmare again, bombarding the Demon Mace, and in just a moment, the raging mace calmed down.

"What's going on! Why can't the Emperor's Child reconstitute his body?" Tianhua Demon Sage, seeing Xun Yu still as a mass of Origin Demonic Qi, underwent a drastic change in complexion. He immediately realized how terrifying Yang Ji was; this move was so enigmatic that even he could not discern any traces of it.

"This?" The assembly of Demon Lords were all inwardly shaken. Xun Yu was a child of the Demon Emperor, with a strong foundation and the potential of a true successor. In a battle among those of the same level, to be rendered utterly unable to resist under Yang Ji's hand, directly turned into Origin Demonic Qi, unable to reconstitute his body was astonishing.

If it had been a stalemate with all their trump cards played, no one would have been so shocked. But now, being directly knocked down by Yang Ji like swatting trash was simply too terrifying.

He was more than just a successor with potential; to call him a Demon Child with potential was no exaggeration. Such methods were simply too powerful.

The Demon Lords were secretly astonished.

"You, what have you done to the Emperor's Child?" Tianjiu Demon Sage asked with a change of face.

Yang Ji coldly smiled; Xun Yu was deeply trapped in the Dreamscape and naturally could not awake.

He reached out and grabbed Xun Yu's Origin Demonic Qi in his hand.

"Damn you, release the Emperor's Child!" Tianhua Demon Sage's killing intent was unveiled, and suddenly, a Demonic Palm materialized to strike at Yang Ji.

But the next moment, with a loud bang, the Demonic Palm he had created instantly shattered, a powerful force piercing through the palm, crushing it and striking Tianhua Demon Sage in the chest, instantly turning him into Origin Demonic Qi as well.

"This!" Everyone was taken aback. Looking up, they saw that Lang Canghai had appeared beside Yang Ji at an unknown time.

"Ah, Lang Canghai, you dare to strike at me? Aren't you afraid of being suppressed in the demonic prison for countless years by our Sect's powerhouses?" When Tianhua Demon Sage reconstituted his body, he roared hysterically upon seeing the one who made the move.

Lang Canghai's expression was slightly cold; after glancing at Yang Ji and seeing him nod, he swung another palm through the air. Slap! The palm struck the furious Tianhua Demon Sage squarely on the face, re-condensing him into Origin Demonic Qi once again.

"Ah, Lang Canghai, you are doomed!"

Slap!

"Lang Canghai! You..."

Slap!

Slap!

Slap!

With merciless strikes, Lang Canghai repeatedly dispersed the impotent and enraged Tianhua Demon Sage. After six times, the Demon Sage reconstituted his body, appearing aged like an elderly man, with trembling legs, no longer shouting, only glaring bitterly at him.

"Leader, please spare the life of the Emperor's Child." Tianjiu Demon Sage, who had not acted until now, came forward with a bitter expression, bowed respectfully, and pleaded with Yang Ji.

After considering for a moment, Yang Ji weighed his options and then dispelled his Divine Skills, throwing the mass of Demonic Qi in his hand away.

Xun Yu reappeared in the hall, materializing his body again.

"You..." He looked up at Yang Ji again, his pupils filled with boundless fear and rage.

"Emperor's Child!" Tianjiu Demon Sage quickly laid a hand on Xun Yu's shoulder and shook his head slightly.

"You've committed insubordination, and for that, you should be executed, but in light of Demon Emperor Xun Ze's heroic sacrifice for our Sect, I shall spare you this time," Yang Ji declared from the King's Throne, his voice grave, as he generously issued his judgment. Experience more on empire

"Return my mace!" Xun Yu glared angrily.

"The Demon Mace will not be returned to you. This is the punishment for your insubordination. If you continue to be obstinate, do not blame me for being heartless," Yang Ji said, his expression turning cold, his voice laden with killing intent.