Hell Emperor.

Chapter 253 Ren Changhong - Revenge
"That sound, could it be..."

The cold whisper in her ear instantly attracted Shen Qingge's full attention, causing her to tremble all over, her pretty face to lose color, and she froze in place.

No matter what, she could not forget that voice. Once upon a time, the owner of the voice was her closest and most trusted family member, but she didn't know when everything changed.

She never dreamed that she would hear that person's voice again. The voice was so unreal that Shen Qingge began to doubt whether it was her illusion.

Soon, Li Fei'e's exclamation brought Shen Qingge back to reality: "Wait, did you hear that? I seemed to hear someone calling my master, Xiao Qingge..."

When he thought of the name just now, the corner of Li Fei'e's eyes twitched unconsciously. He could not imagine at all that his master who was as cold as snow, serious and solemn, was called Xiao Qingge.

Seeing that the master was looking at him, Li Fei'e waved his hands quickly. Thinking that she was going to blame him, he apologized repeatedly: "Master, I didn't mean to call you like that. I was just repeating what I just heard... I don't know who is so bold as to be so disrespectful to the master."

Shen Qingge took a deep breath and did not pursue Li Fei'e's verbal mistakes. Instead, he said in a trembling voice: "In the past, only one person called me like this, and that person... was my master."

Li Fei'e covered her mouth with her hand, looking surprised, but she heard another sneer from the distance. Two masked Shuras with a bad aura walked out from the shadows.

Meng Junyao seemed to remember something, with a look of fear on her face, and quickly reminded everyone: "It's them... When I was trapped just now, I saw them with the people of the Yellow Dragon Army. They must be here to capture me and feed me to the monsters!"

Shen Qingge gently patted Meng Junyao's dragon head, her trembling fingertips seemed to be hiding the uneasiness in her heart. She still pretended to be calm and comforted him, "Don't worry, they are here to find me."

Before he finished speaking, one of the Shuras in white stepped forward, unsheathed his sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at the bitter-looking Shen Qingge, and said in a cold voice: "Xiao Qingge, do you still remember me? Why do you look so panicked?"

Hearing that familiar tone again, Shen Qingge was completely convinced that this person was her master, or more precisely, her master's soul. She said with a complicated expression:

"How could I forget my master? I killed you with my own hands and buried you under the phoenix tree outside the Lonely Luan Palace. I never thought that we would meet again after so many years."

His identity was exposed, and Ren Changhong sneered: "It's good that you haven't forgotten! I have been practicing hard in the Demon Palace for so many years, just so that one day I can find you again and teach you a lesson! I will repay you double for all the pain I have suffered!"

After hearing what the two said, Li Fei'e was horrified. That Shura was actually Master Ren. However, the master's intention did not seem to be so friendly. Instead, he looked like he was determined to fight to the death.

Shen Qingge pursed her lips, which turned slightly pale, and her bright eyes lost their former luster. She lamented, "Master, I didn't have a choice at the time. You didn't give me any room for choice. The only thing I could do was to kill you..."

"Of course you have a choice!"

Ren Changhong widened his eyes, and a few faint blue veins appeared on his white arm that was holding the hilt of the sword:

"You can be killed by me and help me achieve the Mysterious Lady Sutra. After that, your soul can stay by my side and be transformed into a magical weapon of the underworld to help me achieve the supreme path."

After a pause, she sneered again and said sarcastically, "Given our relationship, I can guarantee that the power of the Netherworld magic weapon transformed with your soul will not disappoint people. If I have you, the competition in the Netherworld Palace will not be worth mentioning at all. Why would I need to seek help from others?"

As he spoke, Ren Changhong glanced at Ye Jie standing beside him. Seeing that he remained silent and had no intention of speaking for him, he pushed his shoulder hard.

"Hey, aren't you a talkative person? Why are you silent now? Look, she is my evil disciple. Isn't she even more attractive than in the portrait? Unfortunately, she won't survive today!"

Ye Jie staggered when she pushed him, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, with all kinds of thoughts running through his mind.

After going through hardships, he finally reunited with his family, but Ye Jie's heart was filled with endless bitterness. The various hidden dangers in the Demon Palace made it impossible for him to reveal his identity and recognize his family happily. He could only hide his true self under the Shura mask.

Seeing that his family members were safe and sound, Ye Jie felt relieved. However, he couldn't see Xia Wei among his family members, which made him feel a little confused. He didn't know where Xia Wei had gone.

At the side, Shen Qingge lowered her shoulders, seeing that her master had not rested in peace even after his death, but hated her all the time. She felt bad because everything he did was just for revenge on her.

"Master, why..." Shen Qingge murmured, "I have never seen my biological parents since I was a child. As far as I can remember, you have raised me and taught me martial arts. You treat me like my mother. Do you want to deny all the time we spent together just for a copy of the Xuannv Sutra? Are all the laughter and joy we had in the past fake? Why did it come to this?"

Sensing the sadness in Shen Qingge's words, Ren Changhong sneered and mocked mercilessly:

"After so many years, you are still so naive. Have you forgotten everything I taught you? Everything I did was to cultivate the Great Dao. You must know that the Way of Heaven is ruthless. In front of the Great Dao, laughter and family affection are all worthless! With your half-baked attitude, I'm afraid you will never be able to achieve the Dao fruit!"

Being rejected by his master, Shen Qingge felt extremely disappointed, and his bright eyes were dim.

Li Fei'e bit her lip hard, her heart aching. Seeing that Master Ren was hurting her master with words without mercy, she could no longer bear it. She stepped forward, blocked Shen Qingge's way, and spoke loudly:

"Master Ren, you are going too far! I respect you as my master, but you can't hurt my master with such harsh words! Please leave immediately, my master doesn't want to see you again!"

Ren Changhong looked at Li Fei'e, with a playful smile on his face: "What if I don't?"

"Then I can only ask you to leave!"

Li Fei'e did not hesitate, raised two fingers, and made hand gestures. Thunder rumbled from the clouds, and bursts of lightning burst out from the clear sky. She turned her head and gave Shen Qingge, who was lost and helpless, a look that made her feel at ease: "Don't worry, Master, you protected me before, this time, let me protect you, I won't let anyone hurt you!"

Ren Changhong ignored her and turned to Shen Qingge and said, "Xiao Qingge, this is a grudge between you and me. Do you want to let someone irrelevant interfere?"

"You..." Li Fei'e was angry and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Shen Qingge: "Enough, E'er, this is not something you should interfere with. Let me handle it myself. No matter what happens, don't interfere."

Li Fei'e was furious, but she couldn't go against her master's wishes, so she had to pout and stand behind Shen Qingge.

Shen Qingge recited the Mysterious Lady Sutra and slowly calmed down her inner emotions. When her heart was calm, the cold light in her eyes reappeared: "Master, let's put an end to the past grievances between us today."

"That's just what I want!" Ren Changhong laughed out loud. She had been waiting for this opportunity for who knows how many years. "Draw your sword! Let me see if your strength has improved over the years!"

Shen Qingge took out the Guichen Sword Box. As her mind moved, countless tiny flying swords flew out from one side of the sword box like wild horses.

The flying swords hovered behind Shen Qingge, one after another, forming a dense sword net. The flying swords that were ready to strike were facing Ren Changhong in front of them. The silver-white light reflected from the sword edges made the people around them couldn't help but turn their eyes away. Even if they looked at them for a second longer, they would feel as if they would be cut by the sharpness of the flying swords.

As Shen Qingge slowly practiced her skills, her fifth-stage late stage was exposed, causing Ren Changhong to look sideways:

"Late fifth stage? It seems that you have a great opportunity. However, a disciple is still a disciple after all. Compared with me, you are still far behind. Well, let me use the Thirteen Swords of Shura of the Demon Palace to avenge the sword that I lost that year!"

After saying that, Ren Changhong gripped the sword tightly, and the aura of her whole body became more condensed. She was at the peak of the fifth level, and her aura at this moment was not inferior to that of a real immortal.

Feeling Ren Changhong's strength, the people around him were really worried for Shen Qingge.

Nan Linghe was worried and rubbed a handful of hair all the time. "Master Shen... can he really win?"

Hua Xiaomei observed carefully and made a calm judgment: "It's hard to say. When I saw the masks of those two people, I knew that something bad was going to happen. As expected, those two people are from the Demon Palace! The Demon Palace has a fierce reputation that even ghosts and immortals would be scared. In terms of realm, Shen Qingge is not as good as the Shura over there, and his skills have no advantages. It will be difficult for him to win..."

Li Ba stamped his feet and said, "Are we just going to stand here and watch? In my opinion, if Shen Xianshi is defeated, we should rush forward and rescue her, so as to avoid losing our lives in vain."

Xie Xinyu looked nervous: "The aftermath of their duel is not something we can withstand. We'd better stay away from them. Swords have no eyes. It would be terrible if we get hurt by mistake."

Only Meng Junyao raised her dragon head, her nose twitched slightly, as if she smelled something, and her pupils showed a bit of incredible meaning. She looked around, and her eyes were locked on the black-robed Shura beside Ren Changhong, and she did not leave for a long time.

The black-robed Shura also slowly stepped forward and came to Ren Changhong's side. He lowered his voice and asked, "Do you need me to transform into a dark spirit magic weapon?"

"You? You really don't know your own weight. Not to mention that this is a duel between my disciple and I, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere. Besides, even if I turn you into a magic weapon of the underworld, what help can you bring? A mere inferior sword tassel is the same as having nothing. It will only waste my spiritual power! You'd better hide aside. If you are accidentally injured by the aftermath, don't expect me to save you."

Ye Jie's proposal finally made Ren Changhong laugh. He didn't expect that the weak Ye Jie would be so arrogant. At this moment, he proposed to transform into a dark spirit magic weapon. Didn't he know that he could do nothing except wasting his spiritual power?

Being despised by Ren Changhong, Ye Jie didn't say anything more. He slowly retreated and secretly stroked his forehead.

He remembered the original purpose of this trip, which was clearly to enhance their relationship and prepare for the subsequent competition in the Nether Palace. However, he never expected that Ren Changhong had completely forgotten about this. When he saw Shen Qingge, he no longer cared about anything else and only wanted to seek revenge on her.

After driving Ye Jie away, Ren Changhong did not hesitate and uttered a tender cry: "Evil disciple, prepare to die. To die under the thirteen swords of Shura is enough to make you proud! Take it, the first sword: the belly-cutting and heart-cutting sword!"

As soon as the words fell, endless sword intent, accompanied by a ferocious and chilling murderous intent, burst out from Ren Changhong's body. When the Thirteen Swords of Shura came out, everyone seemed to hear the wails of countless wronged souls in their ears, and smell the smell of blood that stretched for thousands of miles.

Shen Qingge's pupils shrank. The ferocity of the Shura Thirteen Swords was far beyond her expectations. As the one facing these swords, she felt as if she was in the most tragic battlefield. Endless panic was about to completely engulf her heart.

Shen Qingge took a deep breath to suppress all the abnormalities in his body, and his eyes became clear again.

As her mind moved, countless flying swords lined up behind her rushed towards Ren Changhong like lightning, making a sharp sound of breaking wind. Once these flying swords hit the target, Ren Changhong would be turned into a hedgehog on the spot.

"Well done!"

Ren Changhong praised loudly. Facing the countless flying swords that were attacking her directly, she had no intention of retreating at all. Her steps became faster and faster, leaving a series of afterimages behind her.

The flickering afterimage dazzled everyone and they could not see Ren Changhong's true position at all. All they heard was a series of jingling sounds. The flying sword penetrated the afterimage and was deeply nailed into the ground. The attack seemed fierce, but it did not cause any harm to Ren Changhong.

On the contrary, Ren Changhong, with his body skills at the peak, dodged and moved, passed through the gap in the flying sword, and rushed straight to Shen Qingge. The tip of the sword pierced out like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue. If the sword landed, it would be enough to kill Shen Qingge on the spot.

Seeing this, everyone was horrified. The timid ones, such as Nan Linghe, even burst into tears and dared not watch what happened next.

Fortunately, Shen Qingge did not disappoint everyone. She made a gesture with one hand, and a huge flying sword about ten feet long swung in the air, sometimes sweeping across, sometimes striking, blocking Ren Changhong's approach. The collision of the swords made a series of crisp sounds, which blocked Ren Changhong's steps.

Seeing this, Ren Changhong snorted coldly: "You're using the same trick again! Back then, before I had mastered the Shura Thirteen Swords, I fell under your Cold Moon and Broken Stars Sword. Do you think I would be defenseless?"

After saying that, Ren Changhong immediately changed her moves. The power of her sword became even stronger, and she actually swept the huge flying sword away. She also took the opportunity to rush to five steps away from Shen Qingge, and her next move was to take his life.

The move was broken, and Shen Qingge felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart.

(End of this chapter)