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Death Grip
In the Late Stage of the Fate Observation Realm, how can there be such a huge gap in strength?
"Senior Sister is amazing!" Seeing Xueqing knock Feng Yan flying with a single strike, Xue couldn't help but jump up excitedly.
"Nirvana Hurricane!" Xueqing looked at the Youfeng Clan disciples who were Gaze into Fate, and then waved her Shenfeng Imperial Sword. Instantly, a blue storm swept outwards, and the powerful storm intertwined with the surrounding Spatial Storm, forming an even more destructive tempest.
"Not good, run!" Someone suddenly shouted, and the Youfeng Clan disciples immediately turned to flee. However, the speed of the Annihilation Storm was too fast, almost instantly catching up to those trying to escape and tearing them into fragments.
"The Divine Wind Emperor Technique is indeed impressive, but you are still far from being able to kill me." At that moment, Feng Yan, who had been knocked away by Xueqing, reappeared, his gaze now even colder.
"Child, do you feel that there is a familiar aura about this Rascal?" At that moment, Hate Emperor suddenly spoke up.
"A familiar aura?" Xing Chen was slightly taken aback; he didn't remember ever having seen this person before, let alone any familiar aura.
"Yes, for some reason, I sense an unusually familiar aura from him, but I can't recall where I've felt it before," Hate Emperor said with a furrowed brow, yet he couldn't figure out where he had sensed that familiar aura.
"I don't feel anything!" Xing Chen tried again but still did not sense the familiarity that Hate Emperor mentioned.
"It shouldn't be; could I be mistaken?" Hate Emperor wondered.
"Take this!" Feng Yan shouted as he suddenly pointed forward.
With a single finger of the Underworld, he unleashed the ultimate move of the Nine Nether Underworld Deity, powerful and unparalleled; it could even pierce through anything with just one finger.
“Divine Wind Finger!” Xueqing frowned slightly and used Divine Wind Finger again. An endless hurricane instantly gathered and concentrated on her fingertip, exploding forth the moment she pointed.
Boom!
As the two fingers collided, a deafening roar echoed through the air, and terrifying shockwaves surged outward, shaking the very heavens and earth with their immense power.
“I remember now! I know who he is!” Suddenly, Xing Chen shouted in his mind.
“What? Who is he?” Xing Chen quickly asked.
“Do you remember that demon who caused chaos in Ten Thousand Dragon Palace?” Hate Emperor said gravely.
“Of course I remember. I learned Dark God Slash and Sword Breaks the Netherworld by watching him perform them. You don’t mean to say this Rascal is that demon, do you?” Xing Chen said, his expression changing.
He still vividly recalled that demon's strength. Back then, he had witnessed the scene of Ten Thousand Dragon Palace through the Hate Demon Eye, seeing that demon battle countless Divine Lords, showing no signs of being at a disadvantage. His power was evident.
Moreover, most importantly, when that demon extended a hand on Nebula Island, he had claimed to be the true self, and the only one in the underworld who could make such a claim was likely one of the Seventy-Two Demon Lords under the Underworld God.
“That’s right; he is that demon. However, he should be severely injured now, which is why he is lingering in Dragon Blood Palace and bowing before this person. Otherwise, with his strength, he would have killed your precious senior sister long ago,” Hate Emperor said.
“Damn it! Hurry up and take him down! We absolutely cannot let this demon go free. Besides, since he went after the Dragon Ball, he must know where it is. We need to find out,” Xing Chen urged, genuinely worried that Xueqing might be harmed by this demon; after all, he had witnessed how formidable this demon was.
“Let’s observe for now! If it really comes to it, I will definitely intervene. This demon is injured; your precious senior sister might be able to handle him!” Hate Emperor replied.
"Alright, remember, if there's any danger, you must save Xueqing Senior Sister first, no matter what," Xing Chen said.
"Don't worry, I don't believe it either. How could a mere demon lord turn the tables?" Hate Emperor replied.
At that moment, Xueqing and Feng Yan, the demon lord, clashed head-on. Xueqing's delicate body trembled instantly, and she staggered backward repeatedly, clearly not gaining any advantage from the confrontation.
Feng Yan also did not completely dominate the fight; he too retreated several steps before finally stopping after hundreds of meters.
"How could your power suddenly increase so much?" Xueqing asked, her pretty face showing disbelief. Just moments ago, Feng Yan couldn't even withstand one of her moves, yet now he was evenly matched with her, which left Xueqing in shock.
"Hehe, girl, your strength is quite impressive. However, your Divine Wind Emperor Technique must have been recently cultivated, right? Otherwise, you would definitely be able to unleash even greater power," Feng Yan cackled.
"You..." Xueqing's expression changed as she was about to say something when Feng Yan continued.
"While the Divine Wind Emperor is formidable, there is still a gap compared to me. Watch my unique ultimate skill." Suddenly, the Demonic Aura around him transformed into yellow Vital Energy.
"This... this is one of the Seventy-Two Demon Lords under the Underworld God, the Yellow Spring Demon Lord. His power is incredibly strong; only in my prime could I guarantee a complete victory over him. In my current state, I'm not sure I can defeat him!" Hate Emperor exclaimed in shock.
The Yellow Spring Demon Lord is definitely among the top ranks of the Seventy-Two Demon Lords, on par with the likes of the Bian'an Demon Lord, Reincarnation Demon Lord, and Three Lives Demon Lord. It was precisely because of this that Hate Emperor felt such trepidation towards him.
"Yellow Spring Demon Lord?" Xing Chen's expression changed. From Hate Emperor's tone, it seemed that this Yellow Spring Demon Lord was quite formidable.
"That's right; it must be the Yellow Spring Demon Lord. He has even used the true energy of the Underworld. I would never mistake him," Hate Emperor declared loudly.
"Senior Sister, watch out! He..." Xing Chen was about to warn Xue Qingxin, but she had already made her move.
"Hades Palm!" The Yellow Spring Demon Lord exuded a strong aura of the Underworld, and behind him, it seemed as if a Yellow Spring River was cascading down from the sky, gathering in his palm.
As he struck out with his hand, countless waters of the Underworld instantly coalesced into a massive palm, crashing down towards Xueqing.
"Senior Sister..." Xing Chen's expression changed drastically at this scene. The power of this palm was overwhelmingly strong, far beyond what Xueqing could withstand, as it had surpassed the limits of the Gaze of Fate.
"Shenfeng Imperial Sword! Cut through mountains and rivers!" Xueqing's delicate face was serious, yet she showed no intention of dodging. Her companions, including Xing Chen, were right behind her; if she avoided the attack, they would be the ones to suffer.
"Senior Sister, get away!" Xing Chen shouted desperately, but it was too late for him to intervene. Xueqing had already swung her sword, colliding with the Yellow Spring Demon Lord's Hades Palm.
Boom!
With a tremendous sound, Xueqing's delicate figure was instantly engulfed by the terrifying aftermath. At the same time, the Yellow Spring Demon Lord moved forward into the residual waves, aiming to deliver a final blow to Xueqing.
"Junior Sister..." Mo Feiyu and Ouyang Zhenhai exclaimed in unison. Nearby, Xue's beautiful eyes were filled with tears as she cried out, "Senior Sister..."
"Hate Emperor, kill that bastard for me! You must kill him!" Xing Chen screamed frantically in his heart. In that instant, the soul of the Hate Emperor took control of Xing Chen's body.
"Hate Demon Finger!" After seizing control of Xing Chen's body, the Hate Emperor pointed sharply at the charging Yellow Spring Demon Lord. A thunderous sound echoed through the air as his other hand flipped slightly, and the Hate Demon Sword appeared in his grasp.
"Hmm?" The Yellow Spring Demon Lord raised an eyebrow and looked up, a hint of surprise appearing on his face.
"Hate Emperor? What day is it today? It's one thing to encounter someone who can use the Divine Wind Emperor Technique, but I never expected there would be someone hiding here who knows Hate Emperor's Art," the Yellow Spring Demon Lord murmured.
"Nine Nether Yellow Spring!" The Yellow Spring Demon Lord shouted, and instantly a Yellow Spring River appeared around him, blocking the attack of the Hate Demon Finger. However, this also gave the Hate Demon Lord the opportunity to rescue Xueqing.
"Junior Brother, hurry and leave. You are no match for him," Xueqing said, her face pale and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth as she looked at Xing Chen.
"Senior Sister, don't worry. I will protect you," Xing Chen replied. Indeed, this was Xing Chen's statement; although his body was currently under the control of the Hate Emperor, his soul's intent could still be conveyed.
"Yellow Spring Demon Lord, I didn't expect that it would be you sealed by the Demon Suppressing Emperor," said the Hate Emperor after handing Xueqing over to Mo Feiyu and others, turning his gaze toward the Yellow Spring Demon Lord.
"Hate Emperor? I thought you were just a child who obtained your Cultivation Method. I didn't expect it to be you in person. It seems that although you didn't die in your battle with Punishment, you were gravely injured! Otherwise, you wouldn't have reached this level of cultivation only now," the Yellow Spring Demon Lord said sharply, almost instantly seeing through that Xing Chen was indeed the Hate Emperor himself.
"Yellow Spring Demon Lord, it's been tens of thousands of years since we last met. I originally didn't want to fight with you, but you are simply too arrogant. I have no choice but to take action," said the Hate Emperor, looking at the Yellow Spring Demon Lord.
"Hahaha! I want to see just how capable you are, you who were once driven to flee by the Bian'an Demon Lord. Don't let me down!" the Yellow Spring Demon Lord said arrogantly.
"Hate Emperor, you were actually driven to flee by that so-called Bian'an Demon Lord?" Xing Chen asked in disbelief within his consciousness.
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