Chapter 97: Shen Yun Appears

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Shen Yun Appears

Barry became the emperor of the strongest empire on the continent at the age of thirty. It was a time when he was brimming with ambition. However, all of this was abruptly destroyed by the Demon King, who suddenly descended from the sky.

The empire’s Guardian betrayed him. His power was stripped away. He didn’t even dare to send his trusted aides to Violet to seek out the powerhouse whom even the Demon King was wary of. This was because Great Saint Maynard’s control over the empire was far stronger than his own.

His only hope was that Alicia, who once had a human husband, could go to Violet to ask for help. But now, this sole hope was also gone.

"Your Majesty, please let your subordinate make the trip," his trusted aide said, running in from outside and helping the handsome but weak Emperor up, eyes brimming with tears. "Even if I am caught, I absolutely will not sell you out, Your Majesty."

"Hehe, hehehe."

Barry merely offered a bitter smile, patting his trusted aide heavily on the shoulder before stumbling outside. Walking to the doorway of the grand hall, he plopped down onto the steps, completely ignoring his image. He gazed out at this empire that had never truly belonged to him. It was all over.

Based on his understanding of the Master of the Holy Hall, after completely merging with the Demon King’s soul, he would definitely find a place to hide until he truly ignited the Divine Fire and became a god before emerging. By then, who could stop him, and who could save them?

"Bring me wine!" the young emperor shouted.

Holding the fine wine, he just sat there in front of the palace, drinking heavily and weeping bitterly. No matter how brilliant the strategy or how desperate the struggle, it could not compare to sheer, absolute power.

Barry continuously poured the fine wine into his mouth. Its former delicious taste had completely lost its flavor today; all he sought was total numbness.

In his half-drunken stupor, thunder seemed to roar in his ears.

He wondered, "Is it thundering?"

He groggily opened his eyes as lightning flashed across his vision. He didn’t know when, but dense dark clouds had gathered high in the sky, and a fierce wind howled against his face.

"Your... Your Majesty!" his trusted aide ran over in a panic. "These thunderclouds suddenly appeared..."

"Mm."

Emperor Bari was completely sober now, subconsciously clenching his fists tight as his eyes widened. He remembered that the Prince of Violet, the powerhouse who had suddenly appeared, was a Thunder Mage! Could it be...

BOOM!

A bolt of lightning crashed heavily in front of the grand hall, tearing up large swaths of exquisite white jade floor tiles. Two figures emerged from the swirling dust.

There was no mistaking it! Barry trembled all over.

The newcomers were none other than Shen Yun and Xiaojie, who had quickly transferred over via the Bronze Hall.

Just at this moment, nearly a hundred heavily armored guards of the Royal Palace rushed out one after another, blocking his front and leveling their long spears at Shen Yun and Xiaojie. They were all Cultivators, well-trained and disciplined. But at this time, some of them even had hands that trembled slightly as they gripped their spears, because a Divine Thought containing terrifying Spiritual Power had already covered the entire palace!

It wasn’t that nearly a hundred of them were surrounding two people, but rather that their nearly one hundred men were surrounded by the two people in front of them!

"Stand down, all of you!" Emperor Bari raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"Did you hear him? Stand down!" his trusted aide echoed.

However, no one moved. Barry trembled all over. His words no longer carried any weight whatsoever.

Just then, the remaining three Saint Realms rushed out from the Royal Palace, looking at Shen Yun and Xiaojie with expressions of sheer horror. The thunderclouds covering the entire Imperial Capital... and this berserk aura.

"It’s... it’s that Prince of Violet..."

One of the Saint Realms couldn’t help but stagger back several steps. Ultimately unable to endure the terror in his heart, he turned around and fled madly toward the sky. He had completely pledged his allegiance to the Demon King.

"Hm?" Shen Yun uttered his first sound.

He was just about to have Xiaojiu make a move. However, Xiaojie, having sensed his dissatisfaction in advance, had already stomped viciously on the ground, his figure vanishing in a split second amid a thunderous, explosive roar. By the time he descended from the sky again, crashing heavily onto the ground, he was already clutching the fleeing Saint Realm in his hand.

"As a lowly weakling, to actually dare attempt to flee in front of my Lord is sheer disrespect."

Grasping the struggling Saint Realm by the throat with his left hand, Xiaojie unleashed a right punch right in front of everyone.

SQUELCH!

A massive mouthful of blood sprayed out. The poor Saint Realm’s eye sockets ruptured, and his entire body bent completely into the shape of a drawn bow. Then, he slipped down limply.

All the heavily armored guards immediately broke into a flurry of commotion, the aura of fear continuously spreading among them. This was entirely beyond their realm of comprehension. An aloof and exalted Saint Realm had actually fallen just like that!

"What kind of speed and power is this..." Emperor Bari murmured.

Even though he was not a Saint Realm himself, he understood very well that a Great Saint was not vastly superior to an ordinary Saint Realm in terms of speed and physical strength. No wonder the Saint Hall Master was so wary.

Emperor Bari’s eyes gradually brightened. Although the one who died was a Saint Realm from his own country, surges of joy welled up within him. This was true power—power that even the Demon King feared!

"What, are you two still planning to resist?" Barry looked at the other two Saint Realms with a sneer.

Right at this moment, Shen Yun took a step forward.

KABOOM! A booming roar of thunder exploded.

He acted as if he couldn’t see the crowd in front of him, merely approaching step by step with an apathetic expression. But the pale purple lightning continuously surging around his body, coupled with the backdrop of the violently roaring thunder traversing heaven and earth, brought an increasingly suffocating pressure upon these guards.

More and more people began to tremble. Finally—

"Ahhhhh!" a guard screamed, dropping his weapon and scrambling away on his hands and knees.

Following his lead, all the other guards did exactly the same.

"...Stand down, all of you, stand down!" The two remaining Saint Realms seemed to finally snap back to reality at this point, issuing the order with trembling voices. They were utterly powerless to resist. Standing before this man, they felt as insignificant as ordinary people facing a Saint Realm.

Thus, Shen Yun walked right up to the young emperor.

"Now then..." Shen Yun said, hands clasped behind his back.

He had barely opened his mouth when Emperor Bari dropped directly to his knees with a THUD, prostrating his entire body on the ground.

His voice even carried a hint of a sob. "Please, save our world."

Shen Yun thought, "Is acting tough really this effective?"

Shen Yun had indeed intentionally built up the pressure, wanting to quickly break through this Emperor’s psychological defenses to obtain information related to the Demon King. But the man had caved so quickly, so cleanly, without leaving any room for negotiation at all. It actually made Shen Yun a bit suspicious. After all, the man was an Emperor.

"Master, it seems he has been anticipating your arrival for a long time," Xiaojiu’s stifled laugh echoed in Shen Yun’s mind. "Although he has a few selfish motives, it looks like this Emperor has suffered quite a lot of grievances under the Demon King. He’s treating you as a savior."

Very few people’s intentions could evade Xiaojiu’s data analysis. However, he had just mentioned "our world."

"You... know my origins?" Shen Yun suddenly felt a bit curious. How did these people view him?