“Heard that, did you?” Ye Yu raised his World-Scorching Fire Halberd and pointed it at the sky. His cold voice rang out: “If you think ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ this is improper, come on down and try to stop me—provided, of course, that you’re prepared to die!”
Silence descended within the portal.
The immortals, cowed by Ye Yu’s threat, stared up in eager anticipation.
“Big bro, you were so imposing just now—why back down now?”
“Don’t chicken out! We beg a true powerhouse to descend!”
Perhaps the collective yearning of the immortals bore fruit.
Soon, a middle-aged man in white robes drifted down with an even expression.
He stepped directly outside the portal’s mouth.
Instantly, gale-force winds erupted from his position, making the surrounding demons struggle to keep their footing.
Ye Yu’s expression flickered.
No wonder he acts so arrogant—he’s yet another Immortal Emperor!
From the immense aura he exuded, Ye Yu realized this man was stronger than Tang Tianjia, whom he’d faced in the Celestial Realm.
Xu Nanqiao, hovering in the distance, also sensed this.
She immediately transmitted by inner voice: “Return at once! Don’t be reckless—he’s unlike Tang Tianjia. An Immortal Emperor at his peak can only be matched by a Magic Sovereign of equal rank. Do not act on impulse!”
Upon hearing this, Ye Yu exhaled and let out a rough sigh.
This was no longer a question of pride.
He had no choice but to face him.
They stood barely a hundred meters apart—no distance at all for an Immortal Emperor.
Since retreat was impossible, he might as well fight!
Ye Yu gripped his halberd tighter.
The middle-aged man, however, seemed oblivious to the movement and spoke on: “I am Kuang Mingkui, junior disciple to Tang Tianjia.”
“I personally witnessed his place of demise. The battle was savage.”
“I was deeply saddened.”
“I had no wish to meddle in the Celestial–Demonic conflict. But my junior brother was slain by demons—I, as his senior, cannot stand idly by!”
At that, his tone suddenly paused. He raised a hand and pointed directly at Ye Yu.
He continued: “Your aura is familiar. You’re the one who killed my junior brother, aren’t you? What talent! A Magic Sovereign slaying an Immortal Emperor. You’ll boast of this feat for a lifetime!”
Kuang Mingkui’s voice carried clearly across the field, every demon hearing it plainly.
When they realized Ye Yu had slain an Immortal Emperor, the Demon Lords of several provinces bowed their heads even lower.
Damn!
We thought Ye Yu was strong—but this is on another level.
A Magic Sovereign killing an Immortal Emperor!
So ruthless!
No wonder he slaughtered Demon Lords like drinking cold water—he truly has the strength!
Ye Yu spoke softly: “Indeed, I killed Tang Tianjia. And I know you’re from the same sect—it’s simple: you’re both too verbose!”
Kuang Mingkui laughed carefree.
“Say what you will. You’ll be dead soon enough—then everything ends!”

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