My wife who comes from a wealthy family
Chapter 560 - 561: Battle Against the Black Python King

Chapter 560: Chapter 561: Battle Against the Black Python King

"Haha, good, I’ll make your death quick and painless!" the Black Python King sneered coldly.

"Master, Little Wudao is no match for the Black Python King, I’ll go help him!" Old Zhong said.

"Whatever." Mo Lao had an indifferent attitude.

"Hehe, Brother Zhong, your opponent is me!" Just then, a dry, withered voice came through, and it was none other than the Black Envoy!

"Black Envoy!" Old Zhong said with a look of disdain, "Just by yourself, you are not my match!"

"Is that so, what if I join?" Just as he said this, a chilling voice followed. It came from an old man dressed in white, his face covered with wounds like centipedes, emanating a terrifying murderous aura.

"White Envoy!" Old Zhong’s face changed.

Black and White Envoys!

The left and right hands of the Nether Demon Emperor, companions for many years, they were not just any pseudo-Emperor Level in strength but truly great demons with real might!

They possessed the terrifying power of Emperor Level fighters!

"Master, shall we join the fray and accompany Old Zhong for a bit of fun?" the white-clothed envoy suggested.

"Just a friendly sparring match!" the black-clothed envoy added.

Under the agreement of years past, powers above Emperor Level from the three forces were not allowed to take action!

"Hehe, just don’t hurt Old Zhong too badly!" the silver-haired young man holding a white chess piece laughed, "Hehe, Great Demon Lord, I presume you have no objections, right?"

"Hmph, if they want to fight, let them fight. It’s none of my damn business!" Mo Lao said calmly.

The Black and White Envoys exchanged glances and simultaneously attacked. Although it was called a sparring match, their attacks were actually merciless, aimed to kill.

Kill!

Both Envoys, being Emperor Level great demons, joined forces and launched an assault on Old Zhong.

Boom!

An earth-shattering boom resounded as Old Zhong released a burst of purple Gang Qi from his body, managing to withstand the attack and astonishing everyone present.

"Old Zhong is actually this strong!" Ye Wudao exclaimed in shock.

"Little beast, you’re about to die and you’re still worried about others; go to hell!" the Black Python King took the initiative, striking towards Ye Wudao with another ruthless palm!

Spurt!

Ye Wudao spat out blood, his body slamming harshly onto the ground!

"Wudao!" Lan Yu, Xiao Ming shouted!

"Hey, got any spare attention to fight me?" the Ram Horn Demon Emperor sneered coldly, launching a deadly palm strike towards You Ming.

"How suicidal!"

Not good!

Lan Yu and Xiao Ming’s faces changed drastically, caught off guard, their bodies stumbling backward.

Jin Tie was the most composed, his physical body was strong, and he did not reveal any weaknesses, leaving the Fire Jiao Emperor without any recourse!

"Kill!" Millions of demon troops charged towards the Netherworld Cave.

"Disciples of Kunlun, kill!" Thousands of Kunlun disciples faced the battle undaunted.

Boom!

The two armies clashed, shaking heaven and earth!

Though numerous, Youming Valley’s demons did not have an overwhelming advantage!

Every disciple of Kunlun was a prodigy, the weakest among them being of Battle Spirit Level strength, Core Disciples possessed Battle King Level power, and there were even True Disciples of Battle Emperor Level!

The real point of decisive victory for both sides lay in the clash between the three great True Disciples of Kunlun and the three great Demon Emperors!

"Blood Demon Emperor, what are you waiting for? The kid’s marked by the Black Python King, his death is certain! Aren’t you going to help?" the Fire Jiao Emperor shouted angrily, unable to overcome Jin Tie, he was extremely irritated.

"Do not make a grave mistake for the sake of a woman!" the Black Tiger Demon Emperor said.

"Hehe, the master is watching you!" the Ram Horn Demon Emperor sneered.

The Blood Demon Emperor nodded and also joined the battle!

With the arrival of the Blood Demon Emperor, Jin Tie, who was previously equal to the Fire Jiao Emperor, faced immense pressure!

"Not good, Elder Jin is in danger!" Lan Yu, Xiao Ming’s faces turned pale!

The scales of victory were drifting further away from Kunlun, tipping towards the demons!

As for Ye Wudao, he struggled under the Black Python King’s frenzied attacks.

Bang!

Bang!

Ye Wudao kept falling, suffering heavy injuries, powerless to fight back!

"Wudao!" Mo Feixuan looked on anxiously, full of concern.

"Cough!" Ye Wudao spat blood from the corner of his mouth, his face deathly pale.

The gap was too big!

"You little brat, you must be feeling quite desperate now! I’m not going to let you die that easily, I want you to know that Youming Valley is not a place for you humans to tread, not even if you’re from Kunlun!" Black Python King mocked, his ruthlessness far exceeding that of his elder brother, the Blood Demon Emperor.

"Gui Feng, Gui Feng!" Ye Wudao kept calling out for Gui Feng.

"Little brat, stop shouting, I’m not dead yet!" Gui Feng’s voice came through, sounding impatient.

"Help me deal with him!" Ye Wudao said.

"Are you talking about this Ninth Grade War Emperor fellow?" Gui Feng sneered; "Heh, even if I helped you, your body couldn’t withstand it, not to mention, I don’t have that much strength right now!"

"I can’t worry about that!" Ye Wudao shook his head, watching his Jin Tie elder and Brother Xiao Ming surrounded and attacked by the four great Demon Emperors, even the strongest Jin Tie elder’s golden body had been broken, his predicament was not much better than his own!

Not just the three elders of Jin Tie!

Including thousands of Kunlun disciples!

They had all come for him!

How could he surrender?

"Let’s make a deal!" Gui Feng said.

"You want me to tear up the Blood Covenant again?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Heh, there’s no need for that! I know you don’t want to tear up the Blood Covenant," Gui Feng paused before continuing, "I want you to help me complete a task!"

"What task?" Ye Wudao asked.

"Get me a Ninth Grade War Emperor’s Demon Core as compensation!" Gui Feng demanded.

What?

A Ninth Grade War Emperor’s Demon Core!

Such grandiose demands!

"I know this is difficult for you, but if I give you my strength, it will also come at a great cost! I’m still in my soul state right now, with very little strength left..." Gui Feng explained.

Ye Wudao hesitated for a moment, his only reliance now was Gui Feng!

"Alright, I agree!" Ye Wudao nodded.

"I want you to swear it, for I do not trust humans!" Gui Feng insisted.

"I swear, if I break my word, may I be struck by lightning from the heavens!" Ye Wudao declared.

"Very well!" Gui Feng showed a satisfied expression.

In an instant, Ye Wudao’s body shook, and a strange, fierce strength suddenly appeared within him!

"This strength seems different from before!" Ye Wudao was surprised.

"You’re right because this strength is the power of my lifeblood, preserved within you forever!" Gui Feng revealed.

What?

Ye Wudao was utterly shocked.

"Little brat, my current strength isn’t even one percent of what I had at my peak. After I give you this power, I’ll have to sleep for a very long time, I hope you won’t die..."

Gui Feng mumbled, "But you’d better not disappoint me, lad. I’m giving a human the power of my lifeblood!"

Ye Wudao nodded.

Looking at Black Python King, who was still full of arrogance, he said, "You little brat, you’re not worthy to fight me! Call your father instead!"

"You think you’re worthy for my father to act?" Ye Wudao sneered.

"Still so arrogant at death’s door?" Black Python King sneered back and lunged at Ye Wudao once more.

Bang!

Black Python King’s palm cut through the air, and his pupils shrank; "Where did he go?"

Ye Wudao, on the other hand, had become a shadow and appeared behind Black Python King, delivering a fierce slash.

Bang!

Black Python King got hit by Ye Wudao’s blade, and a wound immediately appeared on his back.

His face showed a look of shock, saying, "You little beast, how did you suddenly gain such enormous strength?"

In Black Python King’s eyes, Ye Wudao was an ant that he could squash at any moment!

Even though he was a peerless genius and could possess strength not inferior to that of a Sixth or Seventh Grade War Emperor at the Sixth Grade War King realm,

before the mighty Ninth Grade War Emperor himself, he was still no match!

But this ant had managed to injure him!

A disgrace!

A tremendous disgrace!