The Devil Emperor watched this scene in astonishment. With this move, Su Yun had mended Pang Hao's shattered Spiritual Nature. Pang Hao's Dao Heart had held no life left within it, only the will to die, yet Su Yun had bestowed life upon him once more. His methods were truly superb!
Even more wondrously, the Devil Emperor herself possessed a similar method that could spare Pang Hao from death.
Yet compared to Su Yun's, her method seemed somewhat less orthodox.
That was exceedingly strange.
As a Devil God Great Emperor and the patriarch of the Devil Dao, her Devil Dao was naturally orthodox. Every later practitioner had learned from and imitated her; it was utterly impossible for anyone's Devil Dao to be more orthodox than hers!
Yet Su Yun's Devil Dao methods were even more orthodox than hers. Clearly they were Devil Dao arts, but when displayed in Su Yun's hands, they radiated awe-inspiring righteousness, without the slightest trace of Demonic Energy!
Could he be a Devil God even more formidable than I am? She studied Su Yun, uncertain and suspicious.
Su Yun withdrew his finger, straightened up, and turned around with a smile. "Devil Emperor, it seems I have won."
A fierce gleam surfaced in the Devil Emperor's eyes, and killing intent flared in her heart. She giggled. "Our wager was never carved upon an Oath Stone, so it does not count! Cloud Heavenly Emperor, we are only a few steps apart. At such a short distance, killing you would be as easy as turning over my hand! Would it not be better to use your head to earn Di Feng's favor?"
"And then?"
Su Yun smiled. "What do you think Di Feng will give you afterward? The merit and wealth you envision? The realm you envision sharing equally