The Four Extremes Great Emperor

But the uninvited guests came so swiftly that their escape route was cut off before they could leave the Wei Kingdom.

This was a stretch of barren ridges in the western Wei Kingdom, where mountains towered over sparse vegetation and scorched earth.

Legend had it that, in a distant age, a world-shaking battle had turned this region into a wasteland.

The great mountains stood stark and bare, without a trace of green, desolate beyond measure.

Jiang Zhu was relocating with the Demon Clan's party.

Just then, streaks of rainbow light descended. Powerful members of the Ji Family arrived atop rainbows on the lifeless mountains around them, sealing off every direction.

Ahead, a purple-robed man stood on a mountain whose peak had been sheared away, his robes fluttering. He looked no more than twenty, and dazzling divine light shone from his eyes. With his hands clasped behind his back, he blocked their path.

Merely standing upon the mountain, he seemed to merge with heaven and earth, making the depths of his power impossible to fathom.

"Who's there?!"

The Demon Clan members' expressions changed drastically, as though confronted by a formidable enemy.

"My Divine Body has just attained its initial completion. I heard the Demon Emperor's Descendant was here, so I came expressly to challenge her," the purple-robed man said softly, his expression calm.

"Her Highness is unwell and cannot fight. Please return another day!" A beautiful middle-aged woman from the Demon Clan stepped forward and called out.

"In that case, I will not force the matter. Leave the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon behind, and I can let you go today."

Here it comes, here it comes-the iconic scene of the Four Extremes Great Emperor boldly seizing an Emperor Weapon!

The beautiful middle-aged woman's expression did not change. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. We have no such Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon."

"Three years ago, the Azure Emperor's tomb emerged, shaking the Eastern Wasteland. The Dao Scripture disappeared, and the whereabouts of the Demon Emperor's Sacred Heart became uncertain. After the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon broke through the barriers, your Highness cleverly seized it with the Treasure Basin. How could it not be in your hands?"

The purple-robed man said nothing. It was the lovely, delicate-featured maid behind him who voiced the accusation.

"It is only right that the Great Emperor's Saint Weapon should fall into Her Highness's hands. What right does your Ji Family have to demand it?" Every member of the Demon Clan looked hostile.

"I am determined to obtain the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon."

"Exactly! Our young master's Divine Body has just attained its initial completion. Only the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon is worthy of him!"

"Our young master's divine might is unrivaled beneath the heavens..."

Listening to the Ji Family members shower Ji Haoyue with praise, Jiang Zhu finally failed to hold back his laughter.

The Ji Family was a Desolate Ancient Family too, descended from a Great Emperor, with an Emperor Weapon and an imperial scripture passed down through the generations. How could they flatter him so shamelessly, telling barefaced lies with their eyes wide open?

Jiang Zhu blushed on their behalf.

But his laughter made him stand out like a crane among chickens amid the solemn-faced Demon Clan members.

"What are you laughing at?" The maid behind Ji Haoyue looked displeased.

"I'm happy. I'm about to get married!" Jiang Zhu replied.

The maid was instantly at a loss for words.

Hearing Jiang Zhu's words, Yan Ruyu could not help giving him a few extra glances. Beside her, Qin Yao noticed and broke into an indulgent auntie's smile.

The maid noticed and immediately asked, "You're also going to..."

"Her Highness is getting married. I'm happy!" Qin Yao promptly cut her off.

At those words, Jiang Zhu nearly lost his composure again.

"Young master, the matter at hand comes first," the Ji Family experts on the other peaks finally reminded him, unable to stand it any longer.

What was all this? Was this supposed to be a scene of seizing an Emperor Weapon?

Hearing this, Ji Haoyue's black hair stirred gently. His eyes were deep as he spoke calmly. "Unless you hand over the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon, none of you will leave today."

"I hear the Ji Family's Divine Body is astonishingly gifted, with peerless talent. Let this old woman see just how fearsome a Divine Body truly is."

An old woman stepped forward and spat out a streak of radiant light. A brilliant silver blade flashed toward the purple-robed man with incredible speed.

Ji Haoyue remained perfectly composed, not moving at all. His robes fluttered as he simply stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

The sky suddenly dimmed. Night fell without warning, and an extraordinarily mystical scene appeared behind him.

Waves surged across an emerald sea as a luminous moon slowly rose, shedding cold, holy silver light.

"Bright Moon Rising Over the Sea!"

Every member of the Demon Clan was startled.

"The legendary Sea of Bitterness manifestation of the ancient mighty figures? He actually mastered it! Truly worthy of a Divine Body!"

The cold, brilliant moon immobilized the old woman's divine weapon on the spot. As the moon turned, the weapon instantly crumbled to dust. Before the old woman could react, she became a mist of blood.

Now the Demon Clan members were more than shocked. Some looked at Ji Haoyue with traces of fear in their eyes.

Beneath the night sky, Ji Haoyue stood with his hands behind his back, never having moved even once.

The emerald sea shimmered, and the luminous moon hung in midair. Yet this poetic, picturesque scene had cowed the Demon Clan members.

He hasn't even attacked yet; he's merely revealed his manifestation. How powerful would he be if he went all out? The question haunted the minds of the Demon Clan members.

Ji Haoyue's Divine Body had only just attained its initial completion, yet his very first display had caused an immense shock.

According to legend, every manifestation possessed mysterious, tremendous power, different from that gained through ordinary cultivation and impossible to fathom.

Bright Moon Rising Over the Sea had been spoken of throughout the distant ages. Many mighty figures in ancient history had cultivated this manifestation, and it enjoyed immense renown in the Eastern Wasteland.

"Leave the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon behind, and I will let you go." Ji Haoyue stood calmly upon the truncated mountain, the emerald sea surging behind him and the bright moon hanging high.

"Do you truly think you can stop us?" an old woman from the Demon Clan asked coldly.

"I know what you intend: to open a Domain Gate and cross the void," Ji Haoyue said evenly. "Unfortunately, this is the Ancient Battlefield. Its terrain is unusual, making it difficult to open a Domain Gate."

"The Ji Family..." The old woman's face darkened. With their retreat cut off, they could only stake everything on a fight.

"How could the Great Emperor's Saint Weapon fall into your hands? Do you truly think a Desolate Ancient Family is invincible?"

"That is my Ji Family's concern. You need not worry about it," Ji Haoyue replied.

"In that case, this old woman would like to experience just how powerful an ancient mighty figure's manifestation truly is." The old woman emerged from the crowd and flew forward upon a divine rainbow.

As the old woman approached upon her rainbow, three elders of the Ji Family suddenly appeared.

"If you're afraid the Divine Body will die young, why let him come out at all?" the old woman taunted.

"We will not intervene. We are merely here to watch." Though the three Ji Family elders said this, their actions showed that they were still worried.

Ji Haoyue, however, moved away from the three elders and engaged the old woman in battle.

"When the fighting breaks out in full, follow them and leave. I have ordered them to protect you with everything they have."

From the rear, Yan Ruyu transmitted her voice to Jiang Zhu.

Meanwhile, Ji Haoyue defeated eight Demon Clan experts in the blink of an eye, as leisurely as if strolling through a courtyard. He was utterly at ease, as though it were no harder than eating or drinking.

"I will say this once more: leave the Demon Emperor's Saint Weapon behind."

"Dream on!"

Battle cries shook the heavens as the Ji Family's cultivators clashed with the Demon Clan's experts. Dao laws danced across the sky, and the surrounding mountains were shattered, leaving the already desolate Ancient Battlefield even more ravaged.

Amid the melee, experts from the Demon Clan and the Ji Family died one after another, falling from high above.

Yan Ruyu was ethereal as an immortal. A manifestation appeared behind her as well: sea and sky shared a single hue, and golden lotuses sprouted from the waters, confronting the bright moon suspended high in the sky.

After her "dual cultivation" with Jiang Zhu, chaos energy now swirled around the golden lotuses. Powerful vitality spread outward, reaching toward the blue heavens.

At that moment, the ocean surged. The bright moon fell from the sky and shattered, while the golden lotuses grew and spread, thrusting through the firmament.

"This is bad!" Five Ji Family elders came to Ji Haoyue's aid. They guarded their family's Divine Body like a rare, priceless treasure and would never allow any harm to befall him.

The five elders unleashed their weapons and attacked Yan Ruyu.

"Since you're already ganging up on her, I won't stand on ceremony either!" Just then, a voice rang out.