Demon Emperor Offers Treasure, Origin of True Sun Fire!

Silence.

The core of the sun, capable of melting gold and iron, had fallen into a deathly stillness.

The entirely black spear floated quietly in Su Ming's hand. The bloody malevolent energy coiled around the spear shaft seemed alive, each circulation causing ominous ripples in the surrounding space.

The Chaos Bell's chime had stopped.

The Sun Essence Wheel's flames had extinguished.

Even the dazzling, ultimate glazed-sun true fire on Tai Yi's body now seemed to have met its natural predator. Its radiance receded, trembling, utterly devoid of its former ferocity.

The power gained from forcibly breaking through realms was as fragile as a joke before the edge of the God Slaying Spear.

For the first time, Tai Yi's eyes, transformed into glazed suns, showed a flicker of fear. He could clearly feel his connection to the Sun Star's origin being forcibly severed by that pure aura of killing intent!

This spear was suppressing him!

No, it was suppressing the entire Sun Star!

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death..."

Tai Yi's voice was dry and hoarse, filled with unwillingness.

Di Jun's condition was even worse. He hadn't gained the advantage of his home turf to forcibly boost his cultivation like Tai Yi. The moment the God Slaying Spear appeared, the killing intent that pierced directly into his Primordial Spirit had almost frozen all his Magic Power.

He stared intently at the spear, his pupils shrinking to the size of needle tips.

As the future emperor of the Demon Clan, he had read countless secret records of the Primordial World. A terrifying name, a name that existed only in legends, suddenly leaped from the depths of his memory.

The Demon Ancestor Luohu's companion treasure, the Primordial World's number one killing weapon!

The God Slaying Spear!

As this thought surfaced, Di Jun's entire body turned cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

It was over.

Even with the Top-tier Innate Supreme Treasure, the Chaos Bell, protecting them, even while standing on their home ground, the Sun Star, facing this legendary fearsome weapon, their brothers had no chance of victory!

That wasn't a magic treasure; it was the embodiment of rules, born specifically to slaughter gods!

"Second brother, stop!"

Seeing Tai Yi's eyes about to burst, about to make a final desperate move by activating the Chaos Bell, Di Jun roared, forcibly suppressing his churning Blood Essence, and placed a hand on Tai Yi's shoulder.

"Big brother?" Tai Yi turned back in confusion, his eyes filled with madness and unwillingness.

"We... lost."

Di Jun said each word deliberately, as if those three words had drained all his strength.

His pride as the future Demon Emperor was crushed into pieces at this moment. But he knew that if they continued fighting, it wouldn't be their pride that would be shattered, but their Primordial Spirits.

Tai Yi froze. Immediately, the forcefully boosted aura receded like a tide. The glazed-colored flames turned back to gold, then dimmed.

The side effects of forcibly breaking through the realm took hold. His face paled, and he spat out a mouthful of golden divine blood, his aura instantly weakening.

Di Jun supported the swaying Tai Yi, took a deep breath, and looked up at the man holding the black spear with a calm expression.

He put away the Sun Essence Wheel and, facing Su Ming, slowly lowered his noble head.

"Fellow Daoist's Spiritual Power is vast. My brother and I are sincerely convinced."

"May I ask... what do you require to let my brother and I live?"

Di Jun's voice was calm, but every word carried immense humiliation.

Tai Yi clenched his fists, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms, but he remained silent. He knew his brother had made the most correct choice.

Su Ming toyed with the God Slaying Spear in his hand, the malevolent energy at the tip flickering unstably, seemingly capable of piercing anything at any moment.

He looked at the two future Heavenly Emperors of the Demon Clan before him, one a schemer, the other a war god, now like two quails awaiting slaughter.

Kill them?

The thought flashed and passed.

It wasn't time yet.

Firstly, the two were protected by the Heavenly Dao.

Secondly, the Witch-Demon Tribulation was the grand trend of the Heavenly Dao, and such trends could not be altered.

Even if Su Ming killed Di Jun and Tai Yi now, the Heavenly Dao would immediately bestow new "Demon Emperors," adding trouble for himself for no reason.

Moreover, these two possessed immense fortune. If he truly killed them here, he would likely have to pay a considerable price and become entangled in the karma of the Great Tribulation!

Since he couldn't kill them, then...

Su Ming's gaze fell upon the Sun Essence Wheel that Di Jun had just put away, and the dimly lit Chaos Bell above Tai Yi's head. A playful curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

"A way to live?"

"We can give you that."

Su Ming said indifferently, "It all depends on whether your 'sincerity' is enough."

He emphasized the word "sincerity."

Di Jun was a man of considerable stature, and he understood Su Ming's intentions instantly.

This was a demand for them to pay up to avoid disaster!

A flicker of struggle crossed his mind, but it was quickly replaced by an unyielding resolve.

If treasures were lost, they could be found again.

But if one lost their life, they lost everything!

"I understand."

Di Jun nodded, a bitter smile appearing on his face.

The next moment, he slammed the crown of his head, opening his mouth to spew out a large mass of his Essence Blood, which splashed onto the Sun Essence Wheel he had just recalled into his body!

"Pfft!"

Di Jun's face instantly turned as pale as paper, as if all his life force had been drained away.

He had forcefully erased the Primordial Spirit imprint he had left on the Sun Essence Wheel!

This Top-tier Innate Supreme Treasure, which had accompanied him for countless Aeons, was now masterless!

"Buzz..."

The Sun Essence Wheel let out a mournful cry, its light completely dimming as it fell from Di Jun's top three flowers.

Without a second glance, Di Jun beckoned, and a Cosmos Bag, engraved with countless star patterns, appeared in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, this Sun Essence Wheel, along with all the collections my brother and I have accumulated since our transformation, are all here."

He pushed the Sun Essence Wheel and the Cosmos Bag towards Su Ming.

"I implore you, Fellow Daoist, to be merciful!"

Tai Yi watched this scene, his heart bleeding. That Cosmos Bag contained the life's work of him and his brother for countless years! But he also understood that this was their only path to survival.

Su Ming looked at Di Jun, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

So ruthless, even to himself.

No wonder he became a Heavenly Emperor. Few in the Primordial World could match such decisiveness.

He reached out, and the Sun Essence Wheel and the Cosmos Bag flew into his hands.

His Divine Sense swept through the Cosmos Bag, and even Su Ming, who was accustomed to seeing treasures, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

What a haul!

Spiritual Treasures, spiritual roots, various rare refining materials, piled up like mountains!

Sun Gold and Star Iron were practically treated like cheap cabbage.

Truly worthy of being the future master of the Heavenly Court; this collection is indeed abundant!

"Good, I have received your sincerity."

Su Ming nodded in satisfaction and put away the God Slaying Spear.

The terrifying killing intent that had enveloped the core of the Sun Star instantly vanished.

"Begone."

Su Ming uttered two simple words.

Di Jun felt as if he had been granted a great pardon. He immediately helped the weakened Tai Yi up, and they transformed into two golden streaks of light, fleeing the core of the Sun Star without looking back, not daring to utter a single superfluous word.

They feared Su Ming would go back on his word.

As Su Ming watched their pathetic retreating figures, the system's notification sound echoed in his ears.

[Ding! Detected that the host has suppressed the Destined Demon Emperor head-on, obtaining the golden trait: Origin of True Sun Fire!]

The moment the voice fell, Su Ming felt as if a small sun had appeared deep within his soul.

An origin of fire, supremely yang and supremely strong, domineering and peerless, perfectly fused with his own Magic Power.

With a thought, a cluster of golden flames danced at his fingertips.

This flame originated from the same source as Di Jun and Tai Yi's True Sun Fire, but it seemed purer, more condensed, and its power was even more terrifying!

If his previous Netherworld Ghost Fire was a venomous fire that burned the soul, then this True Sun Fire was a radiant divine flame that incinerated all things!

One yin and one yang, two Primordial divine fires now resided within him!