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The Demon Clan Man let out a sharp, cold laugh, piercing like nails scraping against stone. "I, the New Demon Emperor, have descended. A mere little bug dares to be arrogant before me!" His crimson eyes were filled with disdain.
Chen Li's expression turned exceptionally grim, a chilling aura gathering between his brows. He fixed his gaze on the Demon Clan Man and asked, word by word, "Did you devour the Divine Souls sent by the Blood Fiend Sect?" His mother was among those Divine Souls. Was he too late?
Upon hearing this, the cold smile on the Demon Clan Man's face widened. "Just a few insignificant Divine Souls. It is their honor to contribute to our New Demon Emperor! What’s wrong? Feeling heartbroken? Unfortunately, they have already become part of our New Demon Emperor's power. Even if you cry your eyes dry, it will be of no use!" His tone dripped with mockery and derision, as if he reveled in Chen Li's suffering.
"The new Demon Emperor is Chen Ming?" Chen Li's voice was low and hoarse, laced with suppressed fury.
The Demon Clan Man's smile froze instantly, a flicker of wariness flashing in his eyes. "How do you know? Who are you?"
Chen Li curled his lips into a cold smirk. "I am your grandfather!"
"Seeking death!" The Demon Clan Man roared in fury, unable to maintain his previous mocking demeanor any longer. He bellowed, his Demonic Energy surging violently like rolling black smoke, instantly sweeping outwards and transforming into a massive black claw that bore down on Chen Li with suffocating pressure.
Furious, Chen Li refused to back down. His Vital Energy surged wildly within him, and the golden light at his brow suddenly intensified, resembling a burning golden sun. He swiftly formed hand seals and shouted, "Nine Turns Celestial Dragon Technique!"
Golden light erupted as a Golden Dragon Phantom appeared out of thin air, swirling around Chen Li and emitting a deafening roar. The giant dragon opened its massive jaws and lunged at the incoming black claw.
Boom!
The golden dragon collided with the claw, unleashing an earth-shattering sound. The violent energy waves surged like a tide, instantly obliterating the surrounding trees and rocks into dust.
The dragon phantom roared as it did not clash head-on with the claw but instead bizarrely passed through it, plunging into the Demon Clan Man's chest.
The cold smile on the man's face froze in an instant, replaced by disbelief and terror. He looked down at the empty hole in his chest, confusion filling his crimson eyes.
Chen Li chanted incantations softly; the obscure spells sounded like ancient ballads tinged with sorrow and solemnity. Golden runes circled around him before finally converging into a dazzling light that enveloped the Demon Clan Man completely.
In an instant, the once arrogant Demon Clan Man let out a piercing scream as he was engulfed in golden light, turning to ashes that scattered with the wind.
At that moment, a more powerful Demonic Energy descended from the sky, sweeping in like a black storm. A man in a black robe stepped through the air, his face pale and sickly, yet his eyes were cold and venomous like a snake.
He gazed at the obliterated Demon General with an expression of utter indifference. "Chen Li, you truly surprise me!" Chen Ming fixed his gaze on Chen Li, a cruel smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "To think you could kill my Demon General with a single blow. But what does it matter? Even if you have gained some fortune, you will still end up dead."
As he spoke, a glimmer of mockery flashed in his eyes. He raised his hand, and a weak Divine Soul Power was grasped tightly in his palm. The Divine Soul trembled violently, revealing Shen Wanzhou's terrified face.
Chen Li's pupils constricted as he looked at the Divine Soul, panic washing over him. "Let my mother go!" he shouted angrily at Chen Ming.
Chen Ming laughed, a sharp and piercing sound. "Don't be so anxious! This prince will ensure you reunite with your dear mother! Hahaha!"
As he spoke, the Demonic Energy in his palm surged like black flames, enveloping Shen Wanzhou's Divine Soul. "You see? Released—"
Before he could finish, Shen Wanzhou's Divine Soul let out a silent scream within the Demon Flame and then completely vanished into specks of starlight.
Chen Ming couldn't help but laugh maniacally at this scene. "How does it feel? Is it despairing? This is what happens when you offend this prince!"
Chen Li's eyes filled with bloodshot fury as he stared intensely at Chen Ming, his chest heaving violently like a beast ready to explode. He took a deep breath, suppressing all his grief and rage deep within, and growled, "Sword, come!"
With that low shout, the Broken Sword shot through the air and landed in his hand. The golden light surrounding Chen Li grew even more radiant as an immense power surged within him.
"Nine Turns Celestial Dragon Technique! Ninth Turn!" The phantom of a golden dragon reappeared, larger and more solid than before, as if a true giant dragon had descended from the heavens.
The roar of the dragon shook the earth and sky with its overwhelming might as it charged fiercely toward Chen Ming.
Chen Ming scoffed disdainfully; as the Demon Emperor, he had no need to regard an ant like Chen Li's attack.
However, in the next moment, his expression changed. The golden sword light shattered his protective Demonic Energy like it was nothing, as if it were tofu, instantly vanishing before him.
How is this possible? How could you be in the Saint's Realm? Feeling the terrifying power, Chen Ming couldn't help but scream.
Chen Li's eyes surged with killing intent, a murderous aura swirling around him like a tangible force.
Nothing is impossible! He swung his sword again, his tone as cold as frost. You are not the only one who has been reborn!
The sword light flashed, and Chen Ming's neck was severed. His head flew into the air, still bearing an expression of fear and unwillingness.
Chen Li's Rebirth Mantra resonated once more, wrapping around Chen Ming's Demonic Energy and lingering soul, purifying them.
The Catastrophe ended, and the Demonic Energy was driven back across the abyss. Chen Li collapsed to the ground, the Broken Sword slipping from his hand with a crisp sound.
He howled to the heavens, his voice filled with sorrow and despair.
Mother...
He had lost his kin, forever lost.
At that moment, a gentle voice rang in his ear. Brother...
Chen Li abruptly looked up to see Shen Qingyue standing before him, her eyes filled with concern and pain. She slowly crouched down and gently embraced him. Don't be sad; you still have me.
Chen Li's body stiffened slightly before he tightly hugged Shen Qingyue, burying his head in her shoulder and crying silently.
Many years later, as the Tian Yuan Continent unified, in the center of Kyoto City stood the resplendent residence of the Shen Family. Countless Cultivators flocked to this place to pay their respects, as if commemorating something significant.
A child of five or six looked at the mansion in confusion and couldn't help but ask his father beside him: Dad, Mom, who lives in that big house?
A gentle and patient voice replied: It is the benefactor who saved our entire continent!
No one noticed that a young man selling roasted meat in the corner trembled slightly as he sprinkled seasoning. He gazed at the mansion and murmured to himself: The incense offerings are sufficient now; can someone tell me how to resurrect my loved ones?
(THE END)
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