Chapter 146: The Despicable Ancient Emperor

"Ah!"

Di Yi screamed, his broad wings flapping with all his might as a boundless sea of blood surged upward, rushing toward Dongfang Qianxue.

"Bitch!"

Dongfang Qianxue cursed in anger, grabbing Di Yi and violently smashing him down onto the ground. Meanwhile, she transformed into a colorful afterimage, darting swiftly to the side to dodge the surging sea of blood.

"Boom!"

Di Yi's massive body slammed into the ground, causing the entire martial arena to tremble slightly.

"Bastard!"

Though battered and dizzy, Di Yi did not dare to delay for a single moment. He hurriedly soared into the sky, fleeing rapidly into the distance. Dongfang Qianxue's combat power was simply terrifying to the extreme.

Several gaping wounds had already been clawed into his body, and hot blood spurted out continuously, making him look utterly tragic.

However, the moment he shot into the air...

"Screech—!"

The piercing cry of a phoenix echoed like an invisible, sharp blade, seemingly about to pierce one's eardrums.

A boundless sea of fire rushed down from the sky, engulfing Di Yi as if intent on turning this heaven and earth into ashes.

A terrifying heatwave swept in all directions, making everyone around the martial arena feel as though they were about to instantly vaporize.

The next instant, the endless sea of fire completely swallowed Di Yi.

"Ah!"

From within the sea of fire came Di Yi's miserable screams, and his massive blood-eagle body suddenly surged up out of the flames.

"Whoosh..."

Dongfang Qianxue had long since transformed back into a colorful afterimage, darting over at extreme speed. She opened her phoenix talons and struck like lightning, grabbing Di Yi firmly by the head.

Those sword-like talons instantly pierced straight into Di Yi's skull.

The excruciating pain immediately made Di Yi shriek endlessly, his eyes bulging, his face twisting, and his expression turning horribly ferocious. He felt as though an invisible hand of the Grimsther had suddenly seized his heart.

"Spare my life, Princess Qianxue!"

Faced with death, Di Yi was truly terrified, crying out in a heart-wrenching shriek.

"Impossible!"

Dongfang Qianxue's desire to kill was at its peak, and she roared angrily, "Bitch, go to hell!"

With a fierce grip of her giant talons, Di Yi's head burst open like a watermelon.

"Boom!"

Di Yi's headless corpse crashed heavily onto the ground.

This young master of the Demon clan had thus fallen, effortlessly slain by Dongfang Qianxue!

Dongfang Qianxue's massive divine phoenix body slowly descended from the sky. The moment her talons touched the ground, the seven-colored divine radiance suddenly gathered, transforming her back into a graceful and peerless young maiden.

She coldly gazed at Di Yi's headless corpse on the ground, killing intent still lingering on her breathtakingly beautiful face.

The entire martial arena fell into a sudden, deathly silence, devoid even of the most basic sound of breathing.

Everyone in the Demon clan stood in utter speechlessness, their emotions complex and conflicted.

Their young master had died just like that, his skull crushed by a single claw of Dongfang Qianxue.

The Demon Ancestor, Di Shitian, stood there in a daze, a myriad of mixed feelings churning in his heart. Although Di Yi deserved ten thousand deaths, he was still his own son after all. Seeing Dongfang Qianxue execute him with her own hands, a lingering ache remained in his heart.

After a long while, Di Shitian finally snapped back to his senses and proclaimed loudly, "Alright, the rebellious son Di Yi has received his just punishment! He betrayed the Demon clan and died a deserved death!"

Chen Changsheng held little Chen Dier's small hand tightly, feeling a quiet sense of emotion. The young master of the Demon clan had actually been slain just like that.

"Hahaha!"

Just as everyone was about to disperse, a burst of wild laughter suddenly resounded from the sky. "The Demon clan seems quite lively. To have everyone gathered here on the martial arena like this, are you staging an internal conflict?"

Following the wild laughter, two figures suddenly descended from the heavens.

When everyone focused their eyes, they could not help but freeze, standing there in blank astonishment, staring at each other.

The two arrivals were none other than the Ancient Emperor and his son.

"Ancient Emperor, what are you doing here?"

Di Shitian demanded coldly.

The Ancient Emperor frowned slightly, a flash of displeasure crossing his aged face. This scoundrel truly showed not an ounce of respect toward him.

"Demon Ancestor, what kind of thing are you, daring to show such great disrespect to my father!"

Gu Shaobai was immensely arrogant and immediately shouted in fury.

"Gu Shaobai, this is the territory of the Demon clan; how can you afford to be so impudent here?"

A Demon elder stood up abruptly and declared in a loud voice, "Get back to your Ancient clan! The Demon clan does not welcome you!"

Very soon, they would follow Young Master Chen into that world of immortals and gods. Young Master Chen was a genuine immortal and deity of the immortal realm!

As long as Young Master Chen was with them, they would fear nothing, not even the Ancient Emperor and his son!

Before Young Master Chen, the Ancient Emperor and his son were worth less than a speck of dust!

"Bastard, when is the Holy Domain ever a place for your Demon clan to show off your might? Believe it or not, I will wipe out your entire Demon clan!"

Gu Shaobai was so angry his lungs nearly exploded, burning rage blazing within his chest.

"Bai'er, do not be insolent!"

The Ancient Emperor barked coldly at Gu Shaobai. "Apologize to everyone in the Demon clan!"

"Father!"

Gu Shaobai's body shook violently, unable to believe his ears. "The Demon clan has shown us such disrespect, and you still want me to apologize to them?"

"Apologize!"

The Ancient Emperor frowned, his face turning ashen. "Right now, immediately, apologize to the Demon clan!"

This idiot was truly more of a hindrance than a help, picking a fight with the Demon clan the moment he arrived. Did he have any brains at all?

"Father..."

"Apologize!"

Gu Shaobai stood frozen, his teeth nearly clenched to the breaking point, his body trembling violently.

In the end, he could only let out a long breath, forcefully suppressing the raging fire of hatred burning in his chest.

"Demon Ancestor, fellow members of the Demon clan, my rashness just now was out of line. Please forgive me."

Feeling so aggrieved that he was on the verge of exploding, Gu Shaobai gritted his teeth and bowed to Di Shitian and the members of the Demon clan present.

"The apology is unnecessary; my Demon clan cannot afford to accept it."

Di Shitian waved his hand dismissively with a gloomy expression, then spoke coldly to the Ancient Emperor, "Ancient Emperor, since you and your son came to our Demon clan uninvited, state your business quickly."

The Ancient Emperor was likewise so furious his lungs nearly burst, but he had no choice and could only endure it.

Sweeping his gaze across the audience and sensing the faint scent of blood still lingering in the air, the Ancient Emperor offered an understanding, faint smile. "No wonder the Demon Ancestor was in such poor spirits. It turns out the Demon clan was just cleaning house. I wonder who on earth could have made the Demon clan mount such a grand display to execute them?"

"Ancient Emperor, this is an internal matter of the Demon clan; it has nothing to do with you."

Di Shitian shook his head. "You had better state your own business."

"Very well, internal affairs of the Demon clan are indeed not my place to interfere."

The Ancient Emperor shrugged nonchalantly, then looked toward Chen Changsheng, an ingratiating smile appearing on his aged face. "I heard that Young Master Chen possesses the method to ascend the Dao of Heaven, and through that Dao of Heaven, enter the world of immortals and gods."

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly and remained silent, letting the Ancient Emperor continue.

The Ancient Emperor went on, "The Holy Domain is a sacred land within the Snow-chanting Realm, the ultimate dream of any cultivator in this world. However, I believe that compared to that legendary world of immortals and gods, this sacred land is worth less than nothing.

As the saying goes, water flows downwards and people strive upwards. Who in the world of immortals and gods would not yearn for it? Therefore, I believe Young Master Chen must surely understand the thirst in my heart."

If this bird-man wanted him to take him into the realm of the gods, he should have just said it directly instead of beating around the bush.

So hypocritical!

Chen Changsheng sneered inwardly with quiet disdain, rubbed the bridge of his nose, and said, "And then?"