Heavenly Azure Change (Part Two)

Beyond the Void Space of the Heavenly Azure Continent.

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor's pair of Amethyst Pupils habitually cast a death stare at the Golden Light Shield in front of him.

Two hours later, the demon sighed helplessly for what seemed like the umpteenth time.

Anyone who has been guarding a mountain of gold for thousands of years and hasn't received even half a drop of soup would not be in a good mood.

Especially as Demon Emperor, even the lowest-ranking Nether Demon Emperor, he is still a high-level combatant among the Extraterrestrial Evil race, someone who can live a life of luxury wherever he goes, but now he can only shrink into this small corner and sigh helplessly.

"Just wait..."

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor, gritting his teeth in a helpless rage, uttered the umpteenth harsh word of his demonic life.

"When our clan's powerful warriors arrive, they will surely let this Lower Plane feel the overwhelming demonic might of our clan."

"Oh? When will the powerful members of your Illusion Demon Race arrive?"

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor, who was cursing and about to turn around, suddenly froze. Feeling the bone-chilling wind on his neck, he snapped his head back toward the direction from which the sound came.

The young man in plain white clothes stared at him expressionlessly.

What terrified the Illusory Night Demon Emperor even more was that the environment around them was deathly silent. Although his trusted men were patrolling and guarding not far away, they were completely unaware that their Demon Emperor was going through a life-or-death ordeal.

"Could you answer my question?"

Seeing that the Illusory Night Demon Emperor did not speak, the man asked again as if to confirm, a faint killing intent swirling around the Illusory Night Demon Emperor's burly body.

"You... you are a powerful being from the Great Thousand World?"

The most likely answer popped into my mind.

Under the oppressive pressure of death, the Illusory Night Demon Emperor felt that his Demon Emperor cultivation was of no use at all. His mind was in a daze, and he unconsciously took a step back.

Aren't you going to answer?

However, the White-robed Youth showed no intention of replying, muttering words that sent chills down the spine of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor.

"Never mind, searching for the soul after killing him is the same."

Soul search?!

How could such an easygoing guy come up with such a brutal approach?

The opponent didn't give the Illusory Night Demon Emperor much time to brainstorm. As soon as he finished speaking, the latter's hair stood on end, and he used the fastest speed he had ever had to narrowly avoid a Short Spear that was only two feet long.

Gazing at the dark hole that had been pierced through, the fear of death enveloped the Illusory Night Demon Emperor.

Run! We have to run!

At this moment Illusory Night Demon Emperor had only one thought.

"Undying Demon Body!"

"Demonic Shadow You Ye!"

Thick black energy suddenly enveloped the body of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor, and the hideous mask successfully concealed his horrified expression, as if temporarily suppressing his inner fear.

"Drink!"

With a sharp shout, a pair of Evil Qi fists slammed towards the terrifying figure.

The overwhelming demonic power caused the space to tremble slightly. In front of these two giant fists, the white-clad figure was nothing more than a tiny white dot.

"Um?"

The figure in white frowned unhappily, a faint Cold Qi emanating from his body, and wisps of Frost-white Silk Thread slowly enveloped the heavy fist.

The black gradually turned into silver-white, and endless frost flowers appeared on the crystal clear mirror surface.

"Snap!"

A soft cracking sound rang out, and the flying crystal shards added a touch of chill and Spiritual Energy to this deathly silent space.

The next instant, the white-clad figure let out a soft exclamation.

"They run pretty fast!"

Clearly, that powerful attack just now was merely a smokescreen. The Illusory Night Demon Emperor, who knew his own limitations perfectly well, never intended to fight this mysterious powerhouse to the death.

His only goal from beginning to end was to escape!

As for his beloved subordinates, they can only wait for him to bring back reinforcements to take revenge.

At this moment, the Illusory Night Demon Emperor once again felt that chilling gaze from behind. He became even more ruthless, and his Demonic Qi ignited, rising into a thick Black Flame. His speed, which had already reached its peak, actually increased another level!

In the blink of an eye, the terrifying white-clad figure disappeared from the perception of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor.

Relieved, the Illusory Night Demon Emperor did not stop there, but continued to flee in this state for several hours.

"Phew~"

"Phew~"

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor, whose Demonic Qi had been almost completely burned away, finally stopped his escape.

"Now we should be safe..."

"Oh, it finally stopped?!"

Before the Illusory Night Demon Emperor could fully relax, a soft whisper, like the deathly roar, plunged him into an icy abyss.

Then, the white-clad figure reappeared before him, sitting cross-legged in the void, smiling as he raised his teacup in a gesture of greeting.

"How is that possible?"

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor was filled with disbelief. Even an ordinary Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme would have a great difficulty in catching up with his speed just now.

Especially considering the other party's appearance, they didn't seem to have expended much energy.

Only then did the Illusory Night Demon Emperor calm down and start paying attention to his surroundings again.

His gaze swept around, and suddenly, the Illusory Night Demon Emperor froze.

The figures of his loyal subordinates, standing not far away, came into view with a mocking glint in his eyes.

So, he had never actually fled this place?

He even acted like a clown, ridiculously jumping around in front of the enemy for several hours.

Zijing turned her eyes to the figure not far away, her fear gone, replaced by understanding, relief, and a faint sense of resolve.

The figure in front of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor clearly sensed the change in the former's mentality, put away his playfulness, stood up, and Cold Qi swirled in his palm, his spear solidifying.

"Clang!"

The faint whistling of gunfire echoed in the Void Space, heralding the start of the battle.

"Nine Nether Phantom!"

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor took the initiative, and the dense Demonic Qi ignited once again. Eight dark figures emerged silently from behind him, their faces obscured.

Nine figures charged forward one after another, launching attacks from all directions and blocking all avenues for dodging.

"The Spear Lock, Mountainless."

Faced with this murderous attack, the white-clad figure remained unmoved, his spear flashing with the light of flowing Spiritual Power, carrying the power of ten thousand fathoms, and swept across with a single thrust.

"Boom!"

The eight Demon Shadow were shaken into nothingness without any order of arrival, while the true form of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor was sent flying backward in a sorry state, his pupils revealing unconcealed astonishment.

"You're just Spirit Rank Heavenly Supreme?!"

The Illusory Night Demon Emperor shakily got to his feet, utterly shocked.

When he first sensed the threat of death, he was focused on escaping and did not pay attention to the other party's cultivation level.

Only when they truly began to fight did he realize the true level of his mortal enemy's cultivation.

His shock wasn't just about the opponent's cultivation level, but also about the reason why he, as the Nether Demon Emperor, couldn't even withstand a single move from Spirit Rank Heavenly Supreme.

When did such a powerful Heavenly Supreme appear in this Great Thousand World?

The clan chief didn't tell him when the message was passed on ten years ago!

What exactly did he miss?

Could I be a fake Demon Emperor?

A series of questions lingered in the mind of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor.

However, the doubts about the Demon Emperor's existence did not last long. Due to the vast difference in strength, the Illusory Night Demon Emperor's stubborn resistance was completely ineffective.

Even if he fought desperately to the death, burning all his Demonic Qi and even his own demonic body, it would only have given him a few dozen more moves to live.

Why bother?

With a single thrust, he pierced through the body of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor, ignoring his unwilling gaze. The force dissipated, shredding him into nothingness. He skillfully stole the demonic soul, searching for it and perfectly utilizing the entire process of adding points.

After carefully reading through the somewhat incomplete memories of the Illusory Night Demon Emperor within the Demon Soul, Xiao Han frowned deeply.

"This is a difficult situation!"