Chapter 145: Killing Emperor Yi

The Ancient Emperor withdrew his hand and nodded slightly toward Princess Donggong Qianxue. "Very well, Princess Qianxue, this rebellious son is now in your hands. There is no need for further mercy."

"Di Yi, get your backside down to the arena! I am going to duel you!" Donggong Qianxue shouted coldly, striding purposefully toward the main hall exit. Every inch of her skin seemed to radiate a violent, murderous intent.

Di Yi paused for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled into a faint smile. If Di Shitian had personally struck him down, he would surely have perished. But now... Hmph!

Whoosh!

The hall occupants all moved outside, quickly arriving at the martial arena. Beyond them, nearly ten thousand members of the Demon Clan had gathered, filling the vast arena to capacity.

"Di Yi, as the Young Master of the Demon Clan, how could you betray your own people?"

"Di Yi, the Demon Clan despises nothing more than betrayal. How do you even have the face to return here?"

"Di Yi, your actions are chilling. You deserve to die!"

"Di Yi, the Demon Clan nurtured you, yet you turn against us. How could we have produced such a traitor?"

The members of the Demon Clan were filled with indignation, their shouts of condemnation rising one after another. Standing in the center of the arena, Di Yi surveyed the angry faces around him with a relaxed expression. He shook his head with a faint smile and declared loudly, "The Demon Clan, an ancient and powerful lineage, now kowtows and grovels before a Mr. Chen who possesses not a shred of cultivation! I ask you, where is the pride of an ancient clan left? As the Young Master, I am humiliated. You may debase yourselves to the dust before this Mr. Chen, but I cannot!"

He fixed his gaze on Donggong Qianxue. "And you, Donggong Qianxue! When we first emerged, I expressed my admiration for you—what wrong did I commit? Yet you seek to kill me! It is not that I chose to betray the Demon Clan; it is you who forced my hand!"

"Enough!" Donggong Qianxue roared. "Di Yi, your words make me sick. I wanted to kill you before because of your disrespect toward Mr. Chen. Hmph! Before Mr. Chen, you are nothing but a lowly ant!"

"Princess Qianxue is right. Demon Clan Young Master, in the presence of Mr. Chen, you are but an ant!"

"That is being generous; you are not even worth the status of an ant!" Nalan Ruoshui, Bing Mu'er, Mu Wanqing, and Huangfu Meng chimed in unison.

Amidst the crowd, Chen Changsheng, holding a young girl's hand, looked slightly bewildered, then let out a helpless, private smile.

Let me reiterate: This young master is merely a mortal!

"No more talk. Di Yi, for the sake of your position as Young Master, I will give you a chance to leave your final words!" Donggong Qianxue shouted coldly. As seven-colored divine light surged, her delicate body instantly transformed into a massive divine phoenix. The brilliant, iridescent glow was so magnificent it was blinding.

"Screech—!" The phoenix cry pierced the heavens. The pressure radiating from her colossal form caused the very air around her to ripple.

"Final words?" Di Yi looked up at her in the sky, sneering with disdain. He shook his head and replied, "I have no final words. I have never regretted anything I have done." As he sneered, a blood-colored mist suddenly erupted from his body. "Fine, then let us see if you, you bitch, can actually kill me."

"Crack! Crack!" The sound of shifting bones echoed from within him, and a pair of broad, feathered wings sprouted from his back with a "thump."

"Wah!" In the next moment, he transformed into a massive blood eagle, his eyes glowing with extreme malice. "Go to hell, you bitch!"

Donggong Qianxue had long held the intent to kill him. Without further delay, she flapped her phoenix wings, and amidst a howling gale, her massive seven-colored form lunged at him with blinding speed.

"Demonic Blood Torrent!" Di Yi roared, unleashing his strongest technique. Endless waves of blood surged from his wings, forming a sea of blood in the high sky that roared toward Donggong Qianxue, blotting out the sun.

Seeing the surging torrent, Donggong Qianxue’s massive form turned into a streak of rainbow light, retreating rapidly to avoid the onslaught. During their last fierce battle, she had nearly fallen to this very move.

However... Whoosh! The endless sea of blood vanished in an instant.

While everyone stood in shock, Di Yi was already flapping his wings with all his might, fleeing at top speed. Clearly, his "Demonic Blood Torrent" was a feint designed to force her back so he could escape. During their previous fight, he would have died had she not shown mercy. During the final assessment, he had witnessed her true power, which could only be described as terrifying. How could he have the courage to truly face her now? His agreement to the duel was merely a ruse to facilitate his escape.

"Damn it, that bastard!" Realizing what had happened, Donggong Qianxue was incensed. With a roar, the seven-colored light on her body flared to twice its intensity, and she turned into a blur, streaking toward the fleeing Di Yi.

"This rebellious son has brought absolute shame upon us!" Di Shitian said, both angry and helpless. "To think he is still trying to run away at a time like this." The Demon Clan members all shook their heads in profound disappointment. Their Young Master was truly shameless.

"Hmph, you bitch, keep dreaming if you think you can catch me," Di Yi sneered in disdain. The blood-colored light on his body intensified as he transformed into a bloody streak, racing toward the horizon. He now harbored deep hatred for the entire Demon Clan. Once he escaped, he would stop at nothing to convince Gu Shaobai to lead the entire Ancient Clan to attack them. Because of that damned Mr. Chen, his father had abandoned him, and the entire clan had turned their backs on him. He would make them pay a heavy price. The hatred in his heart was so vast that even the waters of all the rivers could not wash it clean; his massive eagle body trembled as if it might shatter from the intensity.

Suddenly, the light dimmed slightly. He looked up, and his entire body shuddered. Donggong Qianxue had appeared above him, her massive phoenix talons, now nearly a hundred meters wide, fully extended.

"Whoosh..." Amidst the howling wind, her talons descended with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Bastard! Damn you!" Di Yi’s soul trembled as he cursed and tried to evade, but it was too late. Donggong Qianxue’s massive talons, carrying a thick aura of death, crashed down from the sky and snatched him firmly. The razor-sharp claws instantly pierced his body, and blood erupted in a violent spray.