Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Asshole! Asshole! This is outrageous! This is outrageous!!!"

After being slapped in the face, Demon King Udyr returned to the temporary camp of the demons, and was so angry that he overturned tables and threw things.

The powerful Demon Emperor is an existence that has broken through the eighth level and is a superior race with noble bloodline among the demons.

I have never suffered such a great humiliation since I was born.

Now, he was humiliated by a young dragon.

Just as Demon Emperor Udyr was venting his anger, Demon Emperor Harrison had already walked into the camp. Seeing Udyr's furious and out of control, he knew that this guy must have suffered a great loss at the hands of Young Master Xuan Ce.

"I have already said that you should not provoke that kid from the Dragon Clan. Even Queen Kewili is afraid of the power of the Dragon Demon Ancestor. How can you and I contend with him?"

Harrison shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Um?

Wu Dier glared at Harrison and cursed, "Harrison, you old man, didn't you ask me to go find him?"

"I asked you to make your own decision, but I didn't expect you to not use your brain at all!"

Demon King Harrison shook his head and smiled bitterly: "He is now at the ancestor level. Whether he is willing to take action is not something you and I can interfere with. Even if you go, you should ask him to take action in a nice voice. I guess you definitely didn't do that, right?"

"Humph! I am the Demon King, and I am going to beg him? Is he worthy? He is just a reptile. If he had not merged with the power of the Dragon Demon, he would be nothing!"

"Then he is also fused."

"If I were to obtain the power of the ancestor, hum..."

Udyr gritted his teeth and calmed down after a long while. He said gloomily, "Now that the guy is unwilling to fight, the human race has no intention of fighting except for firing a few shots to eliminate our cannon fodder a while ago! If the stalemate continues, our elite army will suffer heavy losses! Not to mention, several Broken-level mutant trolls have been killed! The tortoise shells of those humans are really ridiculously hard!"

"Don't worry, I have already sent people to recruit a lot of low-level evil creatures to come over and take over again."

Harrison smiled coldly, "After observing for the past few days, I have determined that the human race's magic-killing cannons have been exhausted. Now we will continue to use the original tactics and use cannon fodder to exchange for their mana. Let's see how long these humans can last!"

"Why didn't you tell me your idea earlier?"

  Demon King Udyr covered his old face with his hands. If this bastard had told him earlier, he would have avoided getting such a slap in the face!

Harrison looked innocent, "I didn't have time to tell you. Who knew you were so anxious?"

"Humph!"

Udyr snorted again. It seemed that the old man was doing it on purpose. However, he had no evidence to prove it. He could only grit his teeth and said, "When will those cannon fodders arrive?"

"It's only a few days!"

A cold light flashed in Harrison's eyes. "I have a feeling that the humans will not be able to hold on any longer! As long as we break through the Sky Flame Fortress, then the Dead Soul Fortress! With one more step, we can re-enter the Fairyland. That is the real paradise for us demons!"

"Not bad!"

Udyr also laughed strangely, and suddenly forgot about the slap he had received before. He even began to fantasize about redividing the territory after conquering the fairyland.

……

time flies.

However, for every soldier maintaining the defensive formation inside the Sky Flame Fortress, every second seemed to be as long as a year.

One day...

Two days...

Finally, on the third day, Wanjun dragged his extremely tired body and walked out of his position.

Next, another Immortal Emperor will replace his original position.

"It's already the third day..."

Wanjun murmured in a low voice. He had heard clearly at the core magic circle before that all the dominant immortal emperors had decided to change their formation and switch from defense to offense on the third day.

I believe that the Lord’s order will be passed down soon.

This also means that next, we will have to go into a full-scale war with the demons in the true sense of the word.

For Wanjun, dying in this battle might be the best outcome.

He took a deep breath, took out the last few magic power-restoring pills from the porcelain bottle, and swallowed them whole.

The mild medicinal power dissolved in the qi sea in his dantian, quickly replenishing his consumed magic power.

Fighting to the death until the last moment is the last thing he can do for the fairyland.

"Brother Wanjun..."

Just when Wan Jun was stunned, Wan Xiner's voice came.

Wan Xiner rushed towards Wan Jun quickly. When she reached Wan Jun, she pulled his sleeve and said in a low voice, "What should we do? A fight is about to start! The masters of the demon clan and the fairyland are basically here. Once a fight starts, both sides will suffer losses! We can't just watch everything happen. We have to stop them!"

"Prevent?"

"That's right!" Wan Xin'er gritted her teeth, "Have you forgotten? The conspiracy of the Celestial Clan!"

Wan Jun shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "So, what do you think we can do with our strength?"

"It's not just our strength, there's also Ling Feng!"

Wan Xiner said in a deep voice: "He will definitely show up! He will definitely come to stop this war!"

"he died……"

Wanjun lowered his head. He once had the opportunity to stand with Ling Feng, but he hesitated.

Now that Ling Feng is dead, he has lost the opportunity to choose.

"How is that possible! There's no way he could be dead!" Wan Xinger shook her head repeatedly.

Wan Jun took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Xin'er, listen to me, he has died in the Ice Abyss Sea, his body and soul are destroyed, there is no way he is still alive!"

He had previously received news from the Dark Sect, saying that the remnants of the Heavenly Dao had been completely eradicated.

As for later, Ling Feng returned and broke into the Black Tower of the Gods again, and rescued Empress Qingluo. Because Uncle Ling blocked the news, Wanjun was not aware of it, so he still thought that Ling Feng had died long ago.

In fact, if Wanjun asked a few more questions to the Dark Sect elders he brought with him, he would have known the truth.

“Possibly!”

Wan Xiner's face was full of determination. She gritted her teeth and said, "We always thought he was dead, but every time, he was alive and well."

After the dragon-slaying operation, Emperor Yi Ting personally confirmed that Ling Feng was dead, but he was still alive.

In the Gorge of Dragon Abyss, he was dragged into the land of exile for three years. Everyone thought he was dead, but he was still alive.

In the ancestral land, he was corroded by the evil spirit of the Sea Demon King, and was counterattacked by the Void Siren Kraken. He even left his last words to everyone, but he still survived tenaciously.

"So, I believe he is still alive, and he will definitely show up this time!"

Wan Xiner gritted her teeth and said with red eyes: "Brother Wanjun, you can't give up hope! I think that if there are two heroes who can save the world, and one of them is that guy Ling Feng, then the other one must be you! It must be you! At least, that's what I think in my heart! I have always believed this!"

"you……"

Wanjun's tired and dim eyes finally flashed a ray of brilliance.

The next moment, he clenched his fists, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, he looked in the direction of the core magic circle, and then he displayed his body skills and flew out.

"Brother Wanjun, where are you going?"

Wan Xiner's eyelids twitched, not knowing what Wan Jun was going to do.

"To do what I should do!"

Wan Jun turned around and smiled at Wan Xiner, "Thank you, Xiner. Sometimes, you are stronger and better than me!"

After saying that, he flew away without looking back.

Wan Xiner looked at Wan Jun's departing back. Although she didn't understand what he meant by these inexplicable words, she had a feeling that the decadent and depressed Wan Jun had disappeared in the past few days.

The old Brother Wanjun is back again!

"Come on, Brother Wanjun. No matter what you do, you will succeed! Because you are my hero!"

……

"Junior Wanjun greets all the masters!"

Running at full speed, Wanjun soon arrived at the core of the Tianyan Fortress's protective array.

At this moment, the five overlords are also making final preparations.

The stock of pills is almost empty.

They could only make a desperate attempt, and before the elixirs were completely used up and all the soldiers replenished their mana, they would fight a final and life-and-death battle with the demon army.

"It turns out to be little friend Wanjun."

Emperor Hao Cang looked back at Wan Jun, then said indifferently: "You should have heard our conversation a few days ago. Go down and prepare! This is the last battle! Nothing is more important than this battle."

"No, something's wrong!"

Wanjun gritted his teeth and knelt down before the five great immortal emperors.

Hao Cang frowned slightly, but Hao Rong was a little impatient and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter? If you want to send someone away, take Wan Xiner with you before the teleportation array is completely closed! If you wait a while, the array will not be able to operate anymore."

"No." Wan Jun shook his head. "The Immortal Realm is in danger. Even if I flee back, can I hide for a while? Can I hide forever? Now that I'm here, I won't go back."

"Well said! Hahaha!"

The Great Yu Saint Emperor laughed out loud, "What else do you want?"

"younger generation……"

Wan Jun clenched his fists, then gritted his teeth and said, "I am here to ask you all, sirs, please don't activate the magic circle and go to war with the demons for the time being!"

"Ok?"

For a moment, the five overlords all frowned.

Wan Jun kowtowed heavily to the five great masters, "We can't fight this battle, at least not yet!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Wanjun's forehead hit the ground with a loud bang. Because he did not use his magic power to protect his body, his forehead was soon broken and bleeding.

The five Immortal Emperors looked at each other, not understanding why Wanjun would make such a move at this time.

"Give me a reason."

Finally, it was the White-robed Lord who broke the silence. He opened his eyes and stared at Wan Jun intently, "Since you are not afraid of death, why don't you want to fight?"

"It's not that I don't want to fight, but that I can't fight!"

Wanjun clenched his fists, and the blood from his forehead flowed down his cheek, making him look particularly hideous.

He stared at the masters intently and said through gritted teeth, "I beg you all to wait a little longer! At least, wait until the elixirs are completely exhausted!"

"wait?"

There was a flash of anger in the eyes of Immortal Emperor Yuan Kun. "What are you waiting for? Waiting for Yi Ting to come? Or waiting to die?"

"Wait for someone!"

Wan Jun took a deep breath and finally said the man's name, "Ling Feng!"

"what?"

The five great masters suddenly looked different.

Among these dominant immortal emperors, their attitudes towards Ling Feng are also completely different.

However, what surprised them was that Wanjun was the direct descendant of the Xuntian Thunder Clan and the direct disciple of the Immortal Emperor Yiting.

The relationship between him and Ling Feng seems to be somewhat...

Extraordinary.

"Wait for him?"

Immortal Emperor Hao Rong couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Wan Jun, your news is too late! Ling Feng is dead! His body and soul are destroyed, and there is no hope of recovery! Do you want us to wait for a dead person?"

"He is indeed dead."

The Great Yu Saint Emperor shook his head and sighed. This news was told to him by Yu Bingqing herself.

Now, Yu Bingqing was still being locked up in his tent to practice, to prevent her from doing anything irrational.

Immortal Emperor Yuankun, Immortal Emperor Haocang and Lord Baiyi had all heard some rumors to some extent, so they did not seem overly surprised.

"No, he's still alive!"

Wan Jun clenched his fists, "I believe he is still alive."

"Believe?" Immortal Emperor Hao Rong shook his head. "Wanjun boy, the lives of countless soldiers in the Sky Flame Fortress and the Expedition Alliance depend on your illusory belief? Moreover, even if the remnant of the Heavenly Dao is still alive, what can he do if he comes? Can a junior like him turn the tide?"

"Whether he has the ability or not, we cannot fight this battle! Wait a little longer. I beg you all to wait a little longer! When he comes, everything will be revealed!"

Wanjun's eyes were red as he continued to kowtow.

"This is unreasonable! Get out of here!"

Hao Rong frowned, and was about to make a move to knock Wanjun away.

However, it was the White-robed Venerable who raised his hand and suppressed Hao Rong's palm, "Brother Hao Rong, it's okay, wait a moment!"

"Hmm?" Hao Rong's expression changed. "Li Baiyi, why do I remember that you always advocate fighting?"

"It's a different time now." The White-robed Master shook his head. "I'm suddenly a little curious about what Wanjun meant by the truth coming to light."

"I also think we can wait."

Hao Cang suddenly changed his tone and said calmly: "The pill can last for another day or two, so how about waiting for another day or two?"

"Hao Cang, are you deliberately going against me?"

Hao Rong stared at Hao Cang and snorted coldly, looking like he was incompatible with him.

"Then why not let the minority obey the majority?" Hao Cang raised his hand. "With five people, there's no way it's going to end in a tie."

Hao Rong then glared at Hao Cang, and then looked at Yuan Kun and the Great Yu Saint Emperor, "What about you? What do you think?"

The Great Yu Saint Emperor shrugged slightly, "It doesn't hurt to wait!"

"Then it doesn't matter whether I agree or not." Yuan Kun simply raised his hand and said, "I abstain from voting."

"Good good!"

Immortal Emperor Hao Rong was so angry that his teeth itched. "How could I have forgotten that this guy is not only a disciple of Tian Zhi Sect, but also the eldest princess of Dayu Immortal Court and the great-grandson of you, Hao Cang! You are one of us! Good! Very good!"

Although I am unwilling, now that the votes are three to one, I can only wait.

"Hmph, I want to see what will happen in the end."

Hao Rong snorted coldly, "You can still come back to life after your body and soul are completely destroyed. What a joke, a huge joke! If Ling Feng really shows up, I will cut off my head and use it as his chamber pot! I will dig out my eyes and use them as bubbles for him to step on!" (End of this chapter)