Imperial God Emperor

After a lapse of more than one year, Yan Buhui was just as dashing and unrestrained as before.

He had always looked seventeen or eighteen years old, vigorous and energetic. His long white robe was setting off his slender figure that was always straight like a javelin and seemed like it would never bend. His white hair was like the thousand-year-old ice snow on the Snow Empire’s mountain peak, and under the same silvery white brows was a pair of eyes that was always as cold and contemptuous of everything in the world.  

The former genius of Youyan Pass, or perhaps the first genius of the Human Race of the Snow Empire.

He was now an important military minister of the Snow Ground Demon Court.

When he suddenly appeared in the sky, his long white hair fluttering in the wind and a faint smile upon his beautiful and almost coquettish face, the greatest traitor in the history of the Human Race looked elegant and handsome like a scholar. 

Ye Qingyu was standing on the ground and when he saw this scene, he didn’t know what he was feeling. 

Ever since he saw this person in the blizzard back then, Ye Qingyu was surprised, and when he came to know about this person's identity and story, he was more than shocked. Towards this genius that also loved to wear a white robe, he still felt some sympathy and pity.

Ye Qingyu had thought that the reason Yan Buhui betrayed the Human Race was, perhaps he was forced to and had no other choice, or perhaps he was suffering from injustice, or he was planning something...

Just that as time went by, after Yan Buhui assassinated Lu Zhaoge, after the ministers of the Demon Clan again and again inflicted serious damage to the army of the Human Race, Ye Qingyu began to understand that all of this was just his wishful thinking. The truth was the most brutal and cold one— —

Yan Buhui had really committed treason.

He did not leave any room for himself in everything he did. 

Today, he suddenly showed himself again. Was it to be a part of this battle against the [Light Palace]? 

In Ye Qingyu’s heart, there was a faint disappointment.

In the sky. 

“Dare to be so arrogant at such a young age, who are you?” Old man Su sighed, his eyelids twitching, completely looking down on the important minister of the Snow Ground Demon Court. 

“The underworld has blood swallow (Yan), that will not return (Buhui) to the heaven,” Yan Buhui said in a loud and clear voice. 

“Ah? Yan Buhui?” Old man Su nodded, then thoughtfully said, “So you are the brat that suffered a little injustice and turned away from your benefactors. Oh, I have heard about you, this sort of will that is worse than that of a child, it’s incredible that you are still alive and still dare to claim to be the first genius of Youyan Pass in the century, it really is a joke, what? You’ve been eating rice from the demon clan, drinking milk from the demon family, sleeping with mother demons, had a few pieces of broken demon bones, and you really think you could justly scold your own benefactors?” 

Following this remark, within Yan Buhui’s eyes, there was the sharpness of an ice sword, twinkling and flashing. 

But he finally only smiled faintly. “Gao Diping, the Divine General Gong back then, also only has his mouth left now? If you don’t have the strength, roll to one side, don’t try to show off. Since you’re at an old age, I will let you live, let's see how justice will reincarnate.”

“Hahaha...”

The old man raised his head and laughed heartily.  

“Little fellow, bullying me because I’m old?” He had a wild look on his face. 

The next moment, old man Su’s body abruptly rose, a strange crackling sound coming from within his bones. His bent back was suddenly perfectly straight, a strange aura exhibiting from his body. In the blink of an eye, the wrinkled skin that was like orange peel suddenly became white and smooth. His dishevelled hair, at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming thick and pitch-black, growing down to his waist, like a flowing waterfall.

The dark and wrinkled old skin on his face was peeled off like a boa casting off its old shell, revealing a sharp, angular and energetic young face that looked only twenty years old. Thick eyebrows and big eyes, a wide nose and broad mouth, and a surging vitality was diffusing out from his body.

The look of disbelief and shock finally crossed Yan Buhui’s face. 

And on the other side, Demon King Long Hangyun’s face twisted in a grimace of terror and panic, even retreating back.

If he didn’t know old man Su before, the figure of the heavy and burly young man in front of him wouldn’t look so familiar. It was as though it had been engraved in his soul. More than eighty years ago, this person’s shadow had always been the nightmare of Long Hangyun. 

Because back then, when the army of the Snow Empire had crushed the southern territory, it was led by the forces of the [Light Palace]. Wherever the Five Great Divine Generals passed by, many demons of the Water City were killed. Long Hangyun had witnessed the four Great Demon Kings attacking Divine General Gong Gao Duping, but in the end there were three dead and one seriously injured.

The Great Demon that was heavily wounded was Long Hangyun’s master.  

His master was saved, but in less than three years after returning, he died from hisserious injury, and all his treasures, cultivation skills and demon techniques were passed down to Long Hangyun. It was then that Long Hangyun rose, and in less than forty years of time, became one of the top ten Demon Kings of the Hurricane Wave Demon Court. 

Although he had to avenge his master’s death, because he witnessed the battle back then, he was fearful of Divine General Gong, Gao Duping. That year, his master and elders jointly attacked together, but still failed miserably. Long Hangyun knew that with his current cultivation level, although better than his master and elders at their peak period, he definitely was no match for Divine General Gong.

Having witnessed Gao Duping instantaneously restored to the state of his flourishing period, Long Hangyun intended to retreat.

But it was too late.  

“Hahaha, now that I showed myself, prepare to be totally suppressed.”

Restored to the state of his peak time, old man Su needed to change his name to Divine General Gong, Gao Duping. He laughed loudly, raising one hand, and the body of Witch King of White Mountain Black Water Jin Yi that was wrapped in fiery leaf instantly shrank, turning into a ball of light that was the size of a fist, firmly clenching it in his hand.  

“Repression!” 

He roared, turned his hand over, and pushed down.

The ball of light that was the size of a fist was directly crushed, falling into the pit of fire below the [Light Palace]. 

“Come and fight!” 

Gao Duping, restored to his original heights, exhibited a matchless imposing manner, with a brutal and savage aura. His hands made a pulling motion in the void. The flames began glowing brightly, and a red spear emerged in his grip. He flicked his wrist and the spear was producing a high-frequency buzzing sound. The tip of the spear was like a bolt of lightning, pointing to the Great Demon King Long Hangyun. 

“Ah...” Long Hangyun, frightened even before the battle, anxiously moved back. 

“Hahaha, born again after one hundred years, the Demon Clan Demon King is just a wine sack? Who dares fight with me?” Gao Duping laughed madly, the long spear was like a red dragon, drawing a mysterious arc in the void, and the spear twisted around, attacking Yan Buhui.

The light of the spear erupted out like dark red stars, enveloping Yan Buhui and Long Hangyun within.

He was going to fight two at the same time.  

Yan Buhui’s eyes were flashing like the stars of a dark gloomy night, emitting a leaden cloud-like sinister aura, exerting a pressure everywhere. All of a sudden the sky turned red, an eerie dark sinister aura rolling across and blotting out the sky. 

“You want to fight, then fight! Time Demon Spirit, come out!” 

With the roar of Yan Buhui, inside of the endless black demon cloud, demon mist was rising.

A huge incomparably sinister demon spirit came out of the leaden clouds, shaped like an ancient giant, a jet-black armour of demon aura covering its body, like a damaged rock statue that had been through years of erosion. The surface was blurred, but it had three heads and six arms, and was extremely ferocious.

The time demon spirit shot opened its giant mouth.

There was a demonic red light swirling in its mouth, like a red time warp was split from the sky.

Yan Buhui stepped back, entering into the space-time demon spirit’s giant mouth.

Then the giant demon spirit roared to the sky, throwing out a punch at Divine General Gong, Gao Duping.

On the other side. 

Great Demon King Long Hangyun also roared, demonic fog shook the sky, the head of eight dragons flew straight out from the back of his head, transforming into eight thousands-of-meters-long blue-scale dragons. Every one of them was swallowing clouds and blowing out fog, breathing all kinds of demonic fog, poisonous clouds, flames, lightning, and all sort of demonic forces, encircling Divine General Gong, Gao Duping.

A terrible battle finally unfolded.

In the Imperial Capital, countless creatures were shivering. 

Looking up at the air, where clouds of demon aura were rolling across, brilliance flowing, it was like a vast body of water was hung upside down at an altitude of ten thousand meters, waves roaring and surging forth. From time to time there were giant demons appearing, revealing their horns, the head of the spacetime demon spirit’s, or the giant scales or blue giant claws of the blue dragon stirring the demon fog, which were all enough to make everyone tremble with fear...

On the ground. 

Ye Qingyu did not know what to say. 

This old man Su unexpectedly has such a shocking identity. 

Why didn’t anyone know before? According to this, the status of the former Five Great Divine Generals must’ve been impressive, right? Even if they retired, it would not be such a simple matter. Even if they went into seclusion, some clues would have been left behind, but old man Su had hid himself in the [Light Palace] for such a long time, yet the powerful forces of the empire did not even know of this? 

And right now, everyone had gone into a huge brawl!

Ye Qingyu felt that this matter was too strange.  

This was the Imperial Capital Snow Empireof the Human Race, known as the most heavily guarded city of the Heaven Wasteland Domain, where tens of millions of Imperial Guards were stationed and countless formations make up the grounds. Among the buildings and void, countless masters of the Human Race were gathered here, that even if a fly flew by, as long as it did not fly in accordance with the rules of the Imperial family, it would instantly be killed. Now that these Demon Clan and Brute Race experts were about to break into the Imperial Capital, it still had not triggered the slightest of activity? 

Could it be that the strong masters of the Imperial family, the Imperial Guards of the empire, and the experts of the army were all asleep?  

Or were they all dead?——