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Death Grip
"I, Hate Emperor, have returned..." This voice echoed across the island, wrapped in Vital Energy. It took a full incense stick's time for the sound to completely dissipate.
During this time, everyone on Yuan Island heard these words, and the entire Yuan Island trembled at that moment.
Hate Emperor has returned? The Hate Emperor, who was said to have died thirty thousand years ago, the strongest in the Hate Sea Region and the founder of the Hate Emperor Palace, has actually reappeared.
"You, you, you actually made such a grand announcement of my return. Are you trying to court death? Aren't you afraid that there are spies among us who will leak this information? If that happens, we are both finished," Hate Emperor said angrily.
"What do I have to fear? After all, I announced it in your name. By then, everyone will know that it is Hate Emperor who has returned. Who would recognize me, Xing Chen, anyway?" Xing Chen replied without worry.
"You, you, you..." Hate Emperor trembled with rage, as if his entire soul was about to ignite.
"Emperor has returned? Is this true or false?"
"It must be false. The Emperor perished thirty thousand years ago; how could he suddenly appear?"
"Hmph, who in Yuan Island would dare joke about the name of the Emperor? If it were truly false, the Empress would be the first to not let that person go."
"Exactly. The sound seems to have come from Yunxiao Palace. Let's hurry and take a look."
The powerful beings above Gaze of Fate on Yuan Island rushed towards Yunxiao Palace, while those with weaker abilities quickly followed suit.
On the other side, in a dimly lit secret chamber, a murmuring voice suddenly arose: "Your Majesty... It has been thirty thousand years. You once said that if you did not return within a hundred years, it would mean you perished in that battle. Is this person who has appeared truly you?"
"Is that really the Emperor? Why does he seem even smaller than me?"
"How foolish, what kind of person is the Emperor? How could you possibly discern his true age?"
"Exactly, with Emperor's cultivation, he must have reached the level where he can freely change his appearance."
Those who arrived at Yunxiao Palace looked up at Xing Chen with awe.
"Yunxiao Hall Master, is this person really Emperor?" At that moment, several powerful figures from the Merging Void Realm slowly appeared above Yunxiao Palace, their gazes directed at Ren Yunxiao.
"There's an eighty percent chance. To determine if it's true or not, we need the Emperor and Empress to identify him. Anyway, I feel this should be Emperor," Ren Yunxiao replied slowly.
"Eighty percent chance and you let him shout here? If this person turns out not to be Emperor, the Heart Emperor and Empress will hold you accountable," the previous speaker said again.
"It should be correct. Look at his Hate Emperor's Art, it's even more authentic than the Empress's. Plus, he has cultivated the Hate Demon Eye and the strongest move from the Hate Demon Sword, the Demon Sword Slash! He must be Emperor, after all, Emperor's Inheritance is still sealed, so he can't possibly be an Inheritance holder," Ren Yunxiao expressed his opinion.
At that moment, space rippled slightly, and a figure slowly appeared in the air. This person was a woman who looked to be only around twenty years old, with an outstanding figure—curvaceous and alluring. Although her face was covered by a veil, Xing Chen knew that this must be the Empress.
At this moment, the Empress's gaze was fixed directly on Xing Chen, making him feel uneasy. Although she was incredibly beautiful—a stunning beauty—being stared at by her made Xing Chen feel as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
"You are the Emperor of Thunder Punishment?" After staring at Xing Chen for a while, the Empress finally spoke. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, giving a refreshing feeling. Faced with her question, Xing Chen realized he didn't know how to respond.
He wanted to say yes, but found that no matter what, he couldn't bring himself to do so; in fact, his heart didn't want to at all.
"Hehe, now you know how powerful it is? This is the Dreamlike Magic Sound. When she questions you this way, you definitely can't lie," Hate Emperor chuckled.
"Damn it, I can't hold on anymore," Xing Chen secretly wiped away a cold sweat. He discovered that he truly couldn't say 'yes'; every time he tried to do so, it felt as if his mouth was out of control and simply wouldn't open.
"Handle it yourself, I won't take care of it." Hate Emperor rolled his eyes, clearly still holding a grudge against Xing Chen for using his name without permission.
"Damn it, if I handle it myself, then I handle it myself. But if I end up taking advantage of your wife, don't blame me," Xing Chen said fiercely, then raised his head to look into the dreamy eyes of the Empress.
"I... am Hate Emperor," Xing Chen managed to say with great difficulty. At that moment, he felt drenched in sweat, as if he had just fought a battle instead of uttering a few words.
"When His Majesty speaks to me, he never struggles like this," the Empress said coldly, her gaze suddenly turning icy as she looked at Xing Chen, making him feel as if he were being tortured.
"Hate Emperor, come out and manage your wife; I really can't take it anymore. If I talk to her a bit longer, I might truly be tortured," Xing Chen said. Soul Power instantly shrank to a corner of his consciousness, relinquishing control of his body to Hate Emperor.
"What? You really don't recognize me anymore?" After Hate Emperor took control of Xing Chen's body, speaking was no longer as difficult as before.
"You... you really are His Majesty?" The Empress's delicate body trembled slightly as she looked at Xing Chen with surprise, realizing that the aura surrounding him had suddenly changed into one she was familiar with...
"Do not hate the living or fate, only hate the heartless earth!" Hate Emperor slowly spoke, a hint of nostalgia appearing on his face as he looked at the Empress with warmth in his eyes.
"Your Majesty, you really have returned; you have truly returned..." Tears welled up in the beautiful eyes of the Empress, her voice filled with excitement.
"Meng'er, I have returned." Hate Emperor smiled slightly and walked step by step toward the Empress. At the same time, a Demonic Aura emanated from him, instantly forming the Hate Demon Domain that enveloped both him and the Empress within it, making it impossible for anyone outside to glimpse what was happening inside.
"It seems this is indeed the Emperor!" The several Divine Lords below thought that if they couldn't tell this was the real Hate Emperor now, they might as well collectively run into a wall.
"Alright, alright, everyone stop looking and go back!" Seeing the reunion between the Emperor of Thunder Punishment and the Empress after a long separation, several Divine Lords naturally wouldn't let everyone linger around like light bulbs. They immediately dispersed the crowd and left together.
"Your Majesty, is it really you? You have truly returned?" Inside the Hate Demon Domain, the Empress looked at Hate Emperor with tears of joy.
"Yes, I'm back. You've really been wronged all these years." Hate Emperor reached out to wipe the tears from the Empress's face, but did not do anything else. After all, he was currently using Xing Chen's body, and if he did anything inappropriate, it would still be Xing Chen who would suffer.
"Your Majesty, how could your strength have become so weak?" After a while, the Empress finally stabilized her emotions and looked at Hate Emperor.
"It's a long story! During my battle with Punishment, my physical body was completely destroyed, and only my soul managed to escape..." Hate Emperor recounted everything that had happened to him and then said, "This time I came here to ask for your help. The Inheritance I left behind is on Dark Desolate Island, but Dark Yellow Island is currently sealed by people from Dark Abyss. Do you have any way to allow me to enter the Inheritance? As long as I can enter the Inheritance, I can restore my cultivation to that of the Emperor of Thunder Punishment in the shortest time possible."
"Your Majesty, the Hate Emperor Palace is now controlled by people from Dark Abyss. Their strongest member has reached Half-Step Emperor, and I am no match for them. Moreover, there are many Divine Lords under them. To contend with them, we first need to rescue those strong individuals from the Nine Heavens Imperial Palace whom they have imprisoned. Only by rescuing these people can we confront them head-on," the Empress said with a slight frown after pondering for a moment.
"This is indeed a tricky situation, Meng'er. Your current strength is at the Peak of the Void Realm, and with the Hate Emperor Seal I left you, your strength should not be inferior to that of a Half-Step Emperor!" Hate Emperor nodded and then expressed his confusion.
"Originally, I wouldn't have lost to them, but somehow they found the Hades Magic Sword. Even with the Hate Emperor Seal, I cannot compete with that Half-Step Emperor who possesses the Hades Magic Sword," the Empress said with a slight huff, feeling quite unbalanced.
"The Hades Magic Sword of the Yellow Spring Demon Lord?" Hate Emperor's pupils contracted slightly. If it was indeed the Hades Magic Sword, it could counter his Hate Emperor Seal. After all, the cultivation of the Yellow Spring Demon Lord was not inferior to his own. Although the Yellow Spring Demon Lord was already dead, his Hades Magic Sword remained.
"No wonder when I fought against the Yellow Spring Demon Lord, he didn't use his true Hades Magic Sword. It turns out it was taken away," Hate Emperor thought to himself.
"Your Majesty, it's not easy to deal with them. What should we do?" The Empress looked at Hate Emperor.
In the past, decisions were made by the Empress during their time on Yuan Island, but now that Hate Emperor had appeared, she naturally didn't need to think too hard about anything. Everything would be supported by Hate Emperor, allowing her to finally relax. With this thought in mind, a charming smile involuntarily appeared at the corners of her mouth beneath her veil.
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