Clang, clang!
The two half-step Demon Emperors joined forces and actually blocked Aotian's sword strike.
"Not bad, not bad. Since you could block one strike from me, what about this next one?"
As he spoke, terrifying Sword Qi swept in all directions, and the cold iron sword in his hand exuded a supremely powerful, wildly arrogant presence.
In an instant, it formed the character for "wild," bearing supreme pressure.
"Human, so what if you're a late-stage Quasi-Emperor? Can you really defeat two half-step Demon Emperors?"
As the Black Emperor spoke, the image of a Black Iron Ant appeared behind him.
Clearly, he was an expert of the Black Iron Ant race, renowned among the Demon Race for their physical bodies.
"Really? If I told you I only used twenty percent of my strength just now, how would you respond?"
Aotian's face was full of disdain.
Mere Quasi-Emperors whose cultivation was lower than his-could they threaten him just because they held Quasi-Emperor weapons? Impossible.
As he was now, he dared say that even against a true Great Emperor, he could stand his ground. He might not be able to kill one, but neither could one do anything to him.
He might even be able to slay a weaker early-stage Great Emperor, let alone a Quasi-Emperor. It was simply the ravings of a fool.
"Arrogant!"
The two half-step Demon Emperors spoke in unison. They truly could not stomach this.
Whoosh, whoosh!
He attacked again. With the character for "wild" unleashed, who could contend with him?
"Ten Thousand Flood Dragon Slaughter!"
"Heaven-Reaching Pagoda!"
The two half-step Demon Emperors unleashed their strongest attacks. The Flood Dragon Sword trembled, and a black flood dragon charged forth.
After the Black Emperor unleashed the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda, a small pagoda materialized and descended to suppress Aotian.
Before the character for "wild," it shattered instantly.
Both demons were sent flying backward, blood spraying from their mouths. Clearly, their injuries were far from light.
"You're too weak. Hand over every resource you have, or die."
Aotian remained expressionless, wild and unrestrained, Sword Qi sweeping all around him.
"Human, dream on!"
"Really?"
As Aotian spoke, the power of his Sword Heart surged within him, and a presence capable of destroying heaven and earth rippled outward.
That terrifying presence seemed about to crush all the heavens and myriad worlds.
"This is bad! Run..."
At that moment, the two half-step Demon Emperors sensed a mortal threat. Not daring to linger, they turned to flee.
How could Aotian possibly let them have their way?
One sword strike fell, and the two half-step Demon Emperors were instantly grievously wounded.
The Flood Dragon Demon Emperor even had his heart pierced by the sword.
"The Flood Dragon Demon Race-once you're dead, they'll be fish on the chopping block, mine to slaughter at will."
Hearing this, the Flood Dragon Demon Emperor roared like thunder. The Flood Dragon Sword shook, and a terrifying presence erupted from within it.
Kill!
"Human, even if I die, I'll take you down with me!"
"Really?"
As Aotian spoke, the cold iron sword absorbed the power of his Sword Heart.
He slashed, shattering space and revealing a black hole.
It was terrifying to the extreme.
"No! Human, spare me! I'll do whatever you say!"
Whoosh!
Aotian wasted no words. Anyone who dared challenge him could wait to be annihilated.
His sword fell, and the Flood Dragon Demon Emperor exploded outright. A half-step Demon Emperor of his generation was killed just like that.
The Black Emperor took advantage of the chaos to escape.
"The Flood Dragon Sword. Not bad, not bad. If you'd given me your cultivation resources earlier, wouldn't everything have been fine?"
Aotian seized the Flood Dragon Sword, and a dragon's cry roared forth.
Yet it made no move in Aotian's hand.
"Wind and Thunder Demon Race, where are your cultivation resources?"
"Human, don't take a mile when given an inch!"
As they spoke, a formation appeared within the Wind and Thunder Demon Race. With its reinforcement, the Wind and Thunder Staff from earlier actually revived briefly.
Terrifying imperial might surged as the power of wind and thunder gathered from heaven and earth.
It was terrifying to the extreme.
"A mere early-stage imperial weapon. Who gave you the courage?"
Aotian was somewhat angry. Others might fear imperial weapons, but he did not.
He slashed with the cold iron sword.
The Wind and Thunder Staff swept toward him as well.
Clang, clang!
A minute passed in the blink of an eye, with a dozen or so exchanges between the two sides.
"Very good. Kill!"
"Human, you really are troublesome, but robbing our Wind and Thunder Demon Race is impossible!"
As they spoke, countless resources were poured into the Wind and Thunder Staff. It revived fully, unleashing vast Great Emperor might.
The entire Demon Realm sensed it.
"The presence of a Demon Emperor! Could a Demon Emperor have emerged?"
"No, an imperial weapon must have fully revived."
"What's going on? Why would an imperial weapon revive?"
Rumble!
Yet after an explosion, the Wind and Thunder Staff was sent flying.
Aotian stood proudly in the sky.
After all, he was a late-stage Quasi-Emperor, a genuine Quasi-Emperor. A mere imperial weapon, unless wielded by a Great Emperor, would forever remain nothing more than an imperial weapon.
With the cold iron sword's reinforcement, he knocked it away in one move.
Aotian held nothing back. With one slash, the formation shattered, the Wind and Thunder Demon Race was instantly split in two, and countless experts fell.
Then he picked a direction and emptied the Wind and Thunder Demon Race's treasury outright. He also stripped the Wind and Thunder Ancestor of his clothes and trousers, giving him a savage beating in the process.
"Go on, keep resisting. I love it."
Smack!
"That's the feeling. Absolutely wonderful."
Hearing this, none of the demons dared speak. They looked at Aotian in fear.
Next, he took everything-all their cultivation resources, leaving nothing behind.
The Wind and Thunder Demon Race instantly filled with sighs of despair.
Once Aotian finished everything, he fixed on his next target: the Flood Dragon Demon Race.
Meanwhile, Xiongba held a sphere of light in his hand as he battled the Green Mountain Clan.
"Human, this is the territory of our Green Mountain Demon Race, not your human race. Get lost if you don't want to die!"
"You don't even have a half-step Demon Emperor. Who gave you the courage to speak to me like that?"
As his words fell, he hurled out Three Parts Return to Origin Qi.
After a terrifying explosion, their Supreme appeared. After stripping him of his trousers and giving him a savage beating, Xiongba took all their resources. His next target was the Black Iron Ant Demon Race.
Before long, the Demon Realm had been thrown into a turmoil of flying chickens and leaping dogs.
"I am Aotian of the human race! You little brats of the Demon Realm, remember to prepare your cultivation resources. I'll be back next time!"
The icy voice rang out through the Demon Realm.
Such an arrogant display left the Demon Realm at a complete loss.
After plundering like mad, he still remembered his original purpose as he left. It was an utter humiliation.
"Young master, quite a haul this time."
As he spoke, he took out spatial rings one after another.
Ye Changge swept his gaze over them and discovered that clothes and trousers alone filled two spatial rings.
These clothes and trousers were all spirit artifacts or sacred artifacts. To ordinary disciples, they were indeed treasures.
"Aotian, well done. Our Primordial Forbidden Zone should rule them through this kind of fear. Aren't they so arrogant? Rob them of all their cultivation resources, leave them with nothing to cultivate with, and make them watch us grow step by step."
Ye Changge's words left the two unable to react.
They scratched their heads, somewhat puzzled.
"Young master, these are the cultivation resources I collected."
Hearing this, Xiongba hurriedly took out the resources he had collected.
"Not bad, not bad. Keep working hard."
As Ye Changge spoke, he took all the cultivation resources.
His figure appeared before the treasury.
"Young master, you're here."
"Dugu, these are cultivation resources. Take a look and see where best to put them."
Dugu Jian took the spatial rings and instantly froze.
But Ye Changge had already vanished.
"Did the young master rob an entire world? No, he must have gathered these in a secret realm."
As Dugu Jian spoke, a scene suddenly surfaced in his mind: savagely beating others, then taking their cultivation resources.
That was simply too satisfying.