The Demon Emperor's Power, a Battle of Three Thousand Rounds

Sun Wukong knew that his power was inferior to that of the Demon Emperor, but this attack was enough.

He stared coldly at the Demon Emperor opposite him, his eyes filled with rage.

This battle severely injured him, fueling his rage. He wanted nothing more than to kill the Demon Emperor, but he knew he was no match for the Demon Emperor and could only defeat and kill him after his injuries healed.

However, his anger did not diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, this battle stimulated him the most. He felt that he had found the opportunity to break through his realm. He believed that it would not be long before he could advance and suppress the Demon Emperor.

Seeing the anger in Sun Wukong's eyes, the Demon Emperor was also secretly furious. This Sun Wukong was utterly despicable. He had already raised his strength to such a terrifying level, yet Sun Wukong was still able to defeat him. This was simply an insult to him, making him feel utterly humiliated.

"Damn Sun Wukong, I will definitely kill you! My Demon Race's sacred fire is the fire of the Demon Race itself. You, a mere Demon Race, think you can withstand it? I see you really won't shed a tear until you see the coffin."

The Demon Emperor roared, his body radiating terrifying power. Wisps of flame burst forth from his body, transforming into fireballs that hurtled towards Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong roared, gripping his Jingu Bang tightly and spinning it continuously. Golden rays of light emanated from the Jingu Bang Sun Wukong, transforming into countless golden blades that shattered the fireballs. However, the Demon Emperor was no fool. This time, he did not continue attacking Sun Wukong. Instead, he used his Law Technique to create a raging inferno that enveloped Sun Wukong.

"Hmph, Demon Emperor, don't be so arrogant. Your little bit of Law Technique is nothing more than a tickle to me!"

Sun Wukong said disdainfully.

"Sun Wukong, no matter what, I will capture you this time. When I do, I will tear you apart, skin you alive, and grind your bones to dust!"

The Demon Emperor said coldly.

"Hmph, do you even have the ability?"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly, looking at the Demon Emperor with disdain. He knew he was no match for the Demon Emperor, but he was not afraid to fight Demon Emperor. He wanted to kill the Demon Emperor completely.

Having said that, Sun Wukong suddenly swung the Jingu Bang in his hand forward.

"Call!"

The Jingu Bang transformed into a streak of light, moving with lightning speed, heading straight for the Demon Emperor.

Upon seeing this, the Demon Emperor's face revealed a disdainful expression. A huge black scythe flew out of his hand, its blade swirling with wisps of dark energy. Anyone who glanced at it would feel a chill run down their spine, and a terrifying killing intent emanated from it, startling even Sun Wukong.

"The Demon Race Demon Emperor Devil Scythe, a Sage Artifact of the demon race, is the most formidable and powerful weapon in the Demon Emperor's hands. I never expected the Demon Emperor to abandon his own weapon and choose to wield this Demon Scythe. It seems he also harbors murderous intent towards this brat, Sun Wukong. But do you really think I can withstand this attack? Dream on!"

The Demon Emperor snorted coldly, his face turning ferocious.

"Buzz..."

As the Demon Emperor finished speaking, endless demonic energy surged from his body, transforming into hideous and terrifying faces that bared their fangs and roared as they lunged at Sun Wukong.

These hideous faces, each exuding an aura of extreme ferocity, seemed to possess life, baring their fangs and claws as they lunged at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong frowned as he watched the Demon Emperor unleash the terrifying power of the Devil Race's Sage Artifact. He felt that the Demon Emperor's Devil Emperor Sacred Flame was far too powerful, even stronger than his own Principle of Fire. This made him very wary, and he dared not be careless. He quickly put away his previous contempt for the Demon Emperor.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Sun Wukong swung his Jingu Bang repeatedly, unleashing bolts of golden lightning that shattered the hideous faces and forced the Demon Emperor back.

The Demon Emperor was forced back hundreds of meters by Sun Wukong.

"Damn monkey, this time I'm going to kill you!"

The Demon Emperor roared through gritted teeth, continuously channeling his magical Law Power to activate the Devil Emperor Devil Scythe. The scythe emitted wisps of black energy that enveloped the entire sky, obscuring the view and creating a terrifying aura.

"Demon Emperor Devil Scythe, one of the Demon Emperor's ultimate moves, is the Devil Race Blade of the Devil Emperor, Sage Artifact of the Demon Clan. This time, I will definitely destroy your physical body and see what you will use to fight me!"

The Demon Emperor sneered.

"Is that so? I can use that same strike as you!"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly.

He slammed his Jingu Bang into the ground, and a ring of golden light burst forth from Jingu Bang, eclipsing the brilliance of the entire sky.

The golden light on Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang grew brighter and brighter, eventually forming a golden Jiaolong five or six thousand feet long. The Jiaolong's body coiled and twisted, roaring to the sky and baring its fangs and claws.

"Jiaolong Dharma Aspect!"

The Demon Emperor stared at the coiling, twisting golden Jiaolong, a look of astonishment on his face. The Jiaolong Dharma Aspect was a powerful Law Technique among the Demon Race. When cultivated to its peak, it could transform into Jiaolong, swallowing clouds and spitting out mist, roaming the Four Seas, capable of devouring a mountain peak, and even swallowing stars.

Although the Demon Emperor was not afraid of the Jiaolong, he was still extremely wary. After all, he was not as Jiaolong as the Flood Dragon. Although he was the Demon Emperor and his strength far surpassed that of ordinary Demon Emperor, he still had his own concerns and dared not rashly try the Jiaolong Dharma Aspect. After all, the power of the Jiaolong Dharma Aspect was too terrifying, and he simply could not withstand it. If he were injured, he would probably be severely injured or even die!

Sun Wukong swung his Jingu Bang down fiercely at the Demon Emperor.

"Demon Emperor Devil Scythe, slay him!"

The Demon Emperor roared, his face contorted with rage. He swung his Demon Emperor Devil Scythe, unleashing an unparalleled sharpness that tore the sky apart, transforming into a black curtain of light that slashed fiercely at the Jingu Bang. The two collided violently.

"Snap!"

With a loud crash, Sun Wukong's Jingu Bang was shattered into pieces.

"Awoo!"

A dragon's roar resounded, and the golden dragon, after the Jingu Bang was shattered, quickly coalesced above Sun Wukong's head, transforming into the shape of the Jingu Bang. It roared again, and then charged towards the Demon Emperor.

When the Demon Emperor saw the Jingu Bang in Sun Wukong's hand re-form, his pupils contracted sharply.

His eyes were filled with horror.