Chapter 798: Emperor's First Battle (Part 2)

Chapter 798: Chapter 574: Emperor’s First Battle (Part 2)

“Wei Fan, get over here and face your death!”

“Today, all the deaths of these beings should be blamed on you; this is the price of your hiding!”

The Nine-headed Lion Emperor roared, his murderous intent immense.

“Hurry, they’re just doing this to force you out; any of us can die, but not you, the Human Emperor.”

Ling Xiaoyu shouted anxiously.

Though the battle has been fierce for a long time, these Demon Emperors couldn’t do anything to them, but Ling Xiaoyu has dealt with the Demon Fiends for nearly ten thousand years and knows that if they deploy such a large formation, they must have something prepared for Wei Fan.

Wei Fan’s appearance will only escalate the great battle further, affecting the Five Great Domains, and it might very well be a battle to determine life and death.

The Human Emperor has just returned, and many of the Human Emperor’s means are not yet comprehended.

“He is the emperor of the Human Race; if the Human Race is in peril and he’s content to hide, then he is no Human Emperor.”

The Martial Emperor of the Mu Family reprimanded coldly; not everyone can become a Human Emperor, or else after the Martial Emperor, there wouldn’t have been tens of thousands of years without a new Human Emperor.

“The Human Emperor is the master of the Human Dao; even with the greatest reasons, the Human Emperor cannot avoid battle when the Human Dao is in turmoil.”

The Martial Emperor of the Xuanyuan Family also spoke up, saying that their families are the authority when it comes to understanding the Human Emperor.

“Then let there be a decisive battle; we, even in death, will not allow any harm to come to the Human Emperor. As long as the Human Emperor is here, eradicating these beasts is only a matter of time.”

Sword Floating Life swung out a Heaven-Reaching Sword Aura, pushing back the attacking Dragon Sparrow Demon Emperor, his murderous intent surging.

With the appearance of the Human Emperor, he found his spiritual leader, and his combat power increased significantly.

“Today, the so-called Human Emperor will not survive.”

The Martial Emperors on both sides, whether pleasantly surprised or murderously fervent, only the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor was an exception.

He remained silent, his gaze fixed intensely on the terrifying astral wind stirred up beside Wei Fan and the thunder on his wings.

“You’ve actually cultivated the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations!”

He finally gritted his teeth and uttered these words, his expression a mix of shock and sudden realization, recognizing it as the power of the Wind and Thunder Wings.

“What?”

“Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations?”

“Damn it, I told you he was someone significant, but you didn’t believe me; he’s Qi Daozhen’s successor.”

“Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, Nine Transformations into Divinity, even less reason to spare you.”

…

The words of the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor left all the Demon Emperors astounded. Only beings like them understand how profound the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations are, a martial art that throughout endless ages, whenever it surfaces, it results in earth-shattering battles, and blood flowing like rivers, causing countless Emperor-level powerhouses to perish.

After Qi Daozhen’s fall, countless individuals have secretly ventured into the Wilderness to search for the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, but all efforts were in vain.

“So he also cultivated the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, no wonder his talent is so heaven-defying!”

Ling Xiaoyu, Dragon Battle Martial Emperor, and others were also shocked.

Wei Fan’s demonic prowess seemed almost unreal, surpassing everyone known in the ancient history of the Human Race, even more dazzling than the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

The Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations are inherently more demonic when cultivated by someone already exceptional. If he was initially an extraordinary prodigy, cultivating the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, which can continuously transform the Primordial Spirit and enhance aptitude, his exceptional nature could be understood.

Once again, another person remained very calm—Sword Floating Life.

He was almost from the same era as Qi Daozhen and naturally witnessed the scenes where Qi Daozhen used Wind and Thunder Wings to slaughter many Demon Fiends. The two were even friends. Seeing the phenomena on Wei Fan, he too understood that Wei Fan had cultivated the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, but being aligned with Wei Fan, he naturally couldn’t expose Wei Fan’s secrets.

“In the past, even Qi Daozhen was killed by my Demon Race’s powerhouses; you won’t be an exception!”

The Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor’s murderous intent surged, his eyes filled with fierce light.

“You are so fearful, having a deep-seated fear of the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations. If I’m not mistaken, you are the Dragon General, the leader of Qi Daozhen’s Twelve Zodiac Demon Generals!”

Wei Fan moved like the wind and lightning, traversing seventy or eighty thousand miles in an instant, revealing the true identity of the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor.

[Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor: Mid-Emperor Realm, the leader of Qi Daozhen’s Twelve Zodiac Demon Generals, has killed countless]

[Slay him to gain 5 million years of Ordinary Power, 10,000 years of Martial Emperor Power]

He had once entered a place believed to be where Qi Daozhen and his confidante slumbered, where he saw the Twelve Zodiac Demon Generals under Qi Daozhen, except for the Dragon General. At that time, he suspected that the Dragon General was still alive.

Not only alive but had also become a mid-stage Emperor-level Demon Emperor.

When he first met the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor, the panel displayed his identity, but since nothing had exploded at that time, he chose not to mention it to avoid unnecessary complications.

“Swoosh!”

As soon as Wei Fan spoke, the sound of shifting attention was heard, and everyone’s gaze turned to the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor, clearly indicating that no one else, except him, knew his true identity.

If everyone had known that the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor was Qi Daozhen’s subordinate, Ouyang Bolun would have introduced him as such then.

As the only one in nearly ten thousand years to cultivate the Divine Silkworm Nine Transformations, Qi Daozhen is an undeniable presence in the Martial Arts Realm, and anyone associated with him would be given particular attention.

“Damn, you beast have been hiding by this emperor’s side for so long, and I even made friends with you.”

The Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor exploded with a furious aura, his eyes bloodshot, and unexpectedly, he swung his staff to attack the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor.

Wei Fan was taken aback, never expecting that the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor, upon learning that the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor was the leader of Qi Daozhen’s Twelve Zodiac Demon Generals, would react so violently, attacking directly.

But with a bit of thought, he understood; during Qi Daozhen’s reign of heaven and earth, he must have slain numerous Demon Fiends, and as the leader under Qi Daozhen, the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor’s hands would certainly be stained with much Demon Fiend blood. Therefore, after leaving Qi Daozhen, he dared not reveal his identity either.

The Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor and the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape lineage should have a deep enmity, so the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor would be so exceedingly enraged upon discovering the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor’s true identity.

“Calm your anger, Ape Emperor. Now slaying Wei Fan is of utmost importance; other matters can wait until after Wei Fan is dead.”

The Black Tortoise Emperor, with a single hand, caught the massive staff of the Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor, protecting the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor.

“It’s not your Xuanwu race that’s dead, of course, you can say calm. The Twelve Zodiac Demon Generals almost exterminated the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape race back then.”

Sword Floating Life evidently knew what had transpired back then, fanning the flames even as he made his move.

The Heaven-Shaking Saint Emperor exploded once again, for their lineage, with such an intensely defying bloodline, upon maturity, could reach Becoming a Saint stature. At its peak, three to four Demon Emperors sat and guarded the lineage, and even the Di Race dared not provoke them. Yet back then, Qi Daozhen, with the Twelve Zodiac Demon Generals, nearly wiped out the Heaven-Shaking Saint Ape race.

“Stop the infighting, Wei Fan is approaching!”

The White Crane Demon Emperor spoke, face full of solemnity.

In such a long period, Wei Fan had already traversed millions of miles and arrived nearby, with fierce winds ravaging and thunder roaring across heaven and earth.

“Suppress!”

Above the White Crane Demon Emperor’s head flew out a Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle, with Dao Runes flashing, instantly transforming into the size of a mountain, crushing the void and smashing toward Wei Fan.

“Scram!”

Wei Fan’s hair flew wildly, draped in Dao Golden Armor, as he wielded the previously seized Imperial Battle Halberd, slashing horizontally toward the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle.

“Boom!”

Dao Runes collided, filling the sky with dazzling divine light, drowning everyone’s figures.

“What?”

In Wei Fan’s first battle after becoming an Emperor, under the surprised gazes of everyone, the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle was like a ball smacked away by the Battle Halberd, a clearly visible mark left upon it, and parts of the Dao Runes were scattered.

It should be known that the White Crane Demon Emperor is the founder of the Profound Crane Sect, not as ancient as Sword Floating Life or the Purple-Beard Dragon Emperor, but he has been an Emperor for over ten thousand years; he had already become an Emperor when Qi Daozhen “died.”

Yet in a confrontation with Wei Fan, who had just recently become an Emperor, it was the White Crane Demon Emperor who suffered a loss, utterly unimaginable how terrifying the power imbued in that halberd strike was when augmented by the True Body of the Kunpeng. Even an Emperor who had reigned for over ten thousand years, wielding Emperor-level weaponry, had it smashed away, resulting in damage.

“Rumble…”

Tens of thousands of miles away, a star was struck by the Dragon Embossed Gilded Bottle and shattered into countless fragments in an instant, reduced to debris.