Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

Chapter 187: This is the end of the game

During the powerful self-explosion, Liu He's last gaze was fixed on the place where Xiao Yu was in seclusion. Xiao Yu would never hear her "I'm sorry", and the boy who once stood against the light would never hear it either.

Only a strand of white hair was left, which was blown very far away and hung on a dead branch, reflecting a slightly blood-red light, as if telling something that no one could hear.

"court death!!"

When faced with Yao Ziyi's death, Tuoba Hai became "furious"!

Yao Shengchen and he were close friends, so he naturally knew that the death of Yao Ziyi was nothing.

He also understood that Yao Shengchen did not send Yao Ziyi just to show off.

Only if Yao Ziyi dies at the hands of the people from Biyu Pavilion, that would be the ending Yao Shengchen wants to see the most!

Otherwise, why would he keep such a good-for-nothing descendant? Would it bring shame to Yao Shengchen? Only when this good-for-nothing died, would he be justified.

At that moment! The powerful men of Wang Yao Sect who had been preparing for a long time rushed towards Bi Yu Pavilion in an overwhelming manner. This time! They came with the intention of destroying the whole family!

And Biyu Pavilion had no choice but to fight, and had to accept this battle that was impossible to win due to the huge disparity in strength...

In fact... ever since Yao Shengchen's divine consciousness swept across the continent and sent a visiting card to Daoyuan Lord on behalf of the other two high-level sects, the destruction of Biyu Pavilion was already doomed.

Wangyao Sect needs to use the blood of Biyu Pavilion to consolidate its reputation as a high-level sect, and also needs to use Biyu Pavilion's foundation to make up for the losses of the four treasure pavilions.

With the Mahayana Tuoba Hai suppressing them, Biyu Pavilion couldn't cause any trouble at all! After all, in this continent, if a great master who has transcended the tribulation doesn't come out, the Mahayana... is almost invincible!

The strong smell of blood soon rose up along with a series of screams.

Every burst of blood represents the death of a living life!

Amid the overwhelming smell of blood, Ye Tian, ​​Zi Li, and Xiao Yu who had fainted in the training room, disappeared in the Biyu Pavilion along with an invisible yet powerful demonic aura.

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Demonic Realm, Seven Killing Palace.

Yu Mu's body was still asleep, but his soul was cultivating deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, absorbing some power from the Heavenly Dao Tree from time to time.

His current situation is somewhat similar to that of Mo before. After all, this was the life Mo lived before he condensed his demonic body.

Just when Yu Mu was bored, the figure of the Spirit of Heaven appeared under the Heavenly Dao Tree. It bowed to Yu Mu and slightly bowed.

"Emperor."

"Liu He has fallen, and the luck of the son of luck has been weakened again."

Yu Mu's soul opened his eyes, but his expression was calm: "Oh?"

The incarnation of the Spirit of Heaven was not arrogant. He sat down next to Yu Mu and told him in detail about Wang Yaozong's expedition against Biyu Pavilion, especially about Liu He's miserable situation.

It thought that the emperor would be very happy.

But what was beyond its understanding was that there was no joy in Yu Mu's eyes, only the same indifference as always.

He seemed to be just like himself, not caring about Liu He's fate, but caring more about his own situation.

Yu Mu nodded slightly and said, "I have spent so much effort to set up this plan since the beginning of Jiuya Mountain, and it has finally come to fruition today."

"The Emperor's thoroughness is admirable."

The Spirit of Heavenly Dao bowed and said, "But the luck that has been suppressed to the extreme may become even more resilient. Your Majesty should be more careful in the future."

Hearing this, a lazy look flashed across Yu Mu's handsome face: "When the enemy comes, the general will stop him, and when the water comes, the earth will cover it. But the Wang Yao Sect should be finished."

"Speaking of Tuoba Hai and Du Leisi, they are not even second-rate. They are just trash. Why didn't they kill Ye Tian?"

The spirit of heaven smiled.

Wang Yaozong had offended the Son of Luck and the horrible backlash of luck had cast a layer of blood over Wang Yaozong that was invisible to the naked eye.

Moreover, Mo Ji had already hated this sect.

After today, even if it doesn't perish at the hands of Mo He Emperor, it will perish at the hands of the Son of Destiny. It is a foregone conclusion.

But these have nothing to do with it, and it doesn't care at all.

But it was afraid that Yu Mu had a grudge against it, so it explained: "The ancient spirit cat was a great demon in the realm of transcending tribulation before. Although it is not very powerful now, it can still teleport the three people away from the siege by burning all its demonic power.

I want to stop it, but the Emperor knows that I don’t have much authority or power.”

The Spirit of Heaven did not lie. Under the compression of the will of the Great Dao... it is now just a spirit with a very high level of life. The Heavenly Dao has almost lost all the authority it exercises over this world.

Almost all of its power comes from Yu Mu, or when the luck of the Son of Luck is weakened, it can steal some power.

If Yu Mu fails to kill Ye Tian and restore order to this world, even if Ye Tian does not sacrifice blood to the world in the end, it will not escape the fate of disappearance.

"I don't blame you, but you have no way to deal with me. If it happens again, I won't be able to hold on."

Yu Mu spread his hands. He had been worried about this before. Even though he tried his best to balance and kept absorbing the power of the Heavenly Dao Tree, he still ended up in this situation.

He managed to hold on this time, but there was no such thing as smooth sailing on the road. How could he guarantee that he would not fall into such a predicament again in the future?

If there is a next time, his body will probably no longer be able to carry his soul.

The Spirit of Heavenly Dao pondered for a moment and said with a look of viciousness and a joke: "Why don't you refine that inner demon, Emperor? If you refine it, you won't have to worry about it anymore!"

Yu Mu was speechless. Wasn't it said that beings like the Heavenly Dao were high and mighty, without desires, demands, or emotions? Why did it hold such a grudge against Mo?

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Well, the Emperor also knows that life has levels. Your soul is roughly comparable to mine, but your body is still at the level of this world. It is amazing that the Emperor can maintain its balance."

"That means there is nothing you can do about it?" Yu Mu waved his hand and pointed at the Tiandao Tree: "You can go now."

"Hey, hey, hey?"

The Spirit of Heaven quickly waved his hands: "There is a way, there is a way!"

"What? Do you want me to beg you?" Yu Mu sneered, and his eyes turned cold.

The Spirit of Heaven smiled awkwardly: "How dare I? If I were in my prime, this would be a piece of cake. But now I don't have much authority. I can only transfer some Primal Chaos Energy to the Emperor. If the Emperor can refine the Primal Chaos Energy to a higher level in his physical body, he will be able to keep up."

"But this has to wait until the Emperor wakes up. Otherwise, if I refine it unconsciously, my body may not be able to bear it."

"Next time, if you have a way, speak up earlier."

Yu Mu's soul leaned against the Heavenly Dao Tree, looking at the Spirit of Heavenly Dao intently.

"You know how you suppressed me in your last life. You also know that you have done bad things again in this life.

But the most important thing you should know is that in this life, you place your hopes on me, not that I cannot do without you, understand?"

“The Emperor is right.” The Spirit of Heaven bowed slightly, and when he saw Yu Mu deliberately showing his impatience, he tactfully disappeared.

Yu Mu was still leaning against the Tiandao Tree.

He seemed to be looking at something very far away, his gaze changed from complex to deep, and finally there was only indifference left.