Looking at Ling Qiansha’s thoroughly cold form, Ye Yu frowned.
Is ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ this for real?
This guy was at the Demon Emperor Realm—how could he be slain outright, without even a chance to flee?
Logically, the higher one’s realm, the harder to kill!
By Demon Lord Realm or Immortal King Realm, it’s especially true: you might easily defeat someone, but killing them is near impossible. Anyone who reaches such heights has at least one or two life-saving trump cards—unless your power overwhelmingly surpasses theirs, dreaming of slaying an equal is wishful thinking.
Of course, Ye Yu was the exception—he never started on the same footing as other cultivators. But Ling Qiansha shouldn’t have died so easily. He was supposed to be the strongest among the demons ascending to Heaven; if he’s gone, what hope do the others have?
Ye Yu looked up and saw the righteous young Immortal he’d met before—his name was Tang Tianjia.
Yes, that was it.
Tang Tianjia didn’t look well: a blood-soaked hole pierced his left shoulder, still oozing. Yet despite his pale face, he radiated unwavering righteousness.
Through inner-voice transmission Xu Nanqiao murmured, “You told me Ling Qiansha was a Demon Emperor–Realm expert. If this Immortal slew him, his power must be terrifying. What do we do now?”
Ye Yu glanced at her. A good question—does asking help? Of course we run. Hard-fight? Impossible.
If Ye Yu had wanted the thrill of slaying an Emperor-Realm being, he would’ve intervened to help when Ling Qiansha and Tang Tianjia dueled. He didn’t because he wanted to play it safe in this dream, quietly leveling up to Demon Emperor before making his move. As difficult as it is, he wouldn’t go offline until then.
That was the plan—until Tang Tianjia blocked their way and dropped a corpse at their feet.
It was a direct provocation: force him to fight, shatter his dream, and knock him offline today?
No!
Annoyed, Ye Yu raised a hand, pointing at Tang Tianjia. “You coward—are you even an Immortal? Throwing trash around the Heavenly Realm—decent etiquette, does it exist for you?”
His words froze Tang Tianjia—and even Xu Nanqiao hadn’t expected Ye Yu to say something like that. Moral decency—was that what needed consideration now?
Before either could react further, Ye Yu grabbed Xu Nanqiao and turned to leave.
But a streak of sword qi sliced across their path, cutting off their escape. Ye Yu dodged.
Tang Tianjia said coldly, “You’re one of the Demon Lords from the Demon Realm, right? Dare to attack Heaven—then you must die here!”
“No room for negotiation?” Ye Yu swept his robe with a flick of his sleeve, face icy.
Tang Tianjia’s expression twisted—his words and posture didn’t match. And since when did Demon Lords agonize over words? You fight or you don’t—why the preamble?
Slowly Tang Tianjia raised his Immortal Sword, its tip aimed at Ye Yu.
That gesture ignited something in Ye Yu. “Nice blade—high-grade Immortal weapon? Or a Heavenly Dao Imperial Weapon?”
Through inner-voice Xu Nanqiao heard him add: “When I say run, you run—straight back to the Demon Realm. This ascent has failed. Hanging around with me now would be far more dangerous.”
Xu Nanqiao was astonished. Since entering Heaven, her worry had been when Ye Yu would kill her. Now he tells her to flee—was it a trap, or genuine concern?
Before she could ponder, Tang Tianjia said calmly, “I didn’t expect you to know about Heavenly Dao Imperial Weapons. You must have studied the Heaven Realm well. This Peach Blossom sword is my life-bound Immortal weapon, high-grade—countless demons died beneath it, and you’ll be no exception. Enough talk—be gone!”
As Tang Tianjia prepared to strike, Ye Yu called out, “Now—go!”
In that moment, Xu Nanqiao chose to trust him and dashed toward the Demon Realm passage.
Ye Yu stood with one hand before him and unleashed a long-unused technique: the Shattered Sword Demon-Slaying Art.
In an instant, Tang Tianjia’s Peach Blossom sword exploded. A shockwave swept a thousand miles around.
Ye Yu seized the moment to sprint away.
“Tch tch tch, truly a high-grade Immortal weapon—its explosion sounds so unique!”
Its force matched a full-power strike from an Immortal King. Tang Tianjia would never guard his life-bound flying sword—this damage alone was enough to cripple him.
Still, killing an Immortal Emperor with this alone was unlikely.
Damn it—if only Tang Tianjia had wielded a Heavenly Dao Imperial Weapon. That would’ve shattered him on the spot.
But life has no “ifs.”
Better to return swiftly to the Demon Realm. Let this old fellow live for now; when I reach Demon Emperor Realm, I’ll deal with him properly!
With that thought, Ye Yu formed an array and instantly arrived before the Demon Realm passage.
Just as he prepared to enter, a shout came from behind:
“Ye Yu?”
He turned to see Xu Nanqiao arriving breathlessly—her eyes wide.
“Wait—you told me to run, so how did you get here before me? You tricked me?”
Ye Yu rapped her on the head. “What do you mean trick? Don’t you know there are teleportation arrays in this world?”
Xu Nanqiao rubbed her head in pain, then realized: of course! She’d left a teleport marker nearby and used a talisman to transport here. Made perfect sense.
As Ye Yu and Xu Nanqiao prepared to step into the Demon Realm passage, the world around them suddenly shifted—...
