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Chapter 562 - 563 Because He Is My Disciple

Chapter 562: Chapter 563 Because He Is My Disciple

"Nine Transformations Dragon Elephant Technique!"

Ye Wudao activated the Nine Transformations Dragon Elephant Technique, and three dragon-elephant phantoms appeared behind him, his strength once again doubled!

"Eye of Slaughter!"

Ye Wudao’s eyes turned blood red, his power soaring yet again!

"Sky Trampling Nine Steps!"

Ye Wudao took nine steps, his power reaching its peak!

With a swing of his blade, Ye Wudao’s black hair whipped about, like a demon god enraged!

"Kill!"

In an instant, a fatal feeling engulfed the Black Python King, as if someone had seized his throat, suffocating him!

"This is bad!"

The Black Python King felt ultimate fear, a sense of mortal peril emanating from him. Was he going to die?

No!

I cannot!

I am the future fifth Demon King of Youming Valley!

I will follow my master, march into the human world, plunder territories, and reign supreme!

The Black Python King summoned the strength of his vital blood, unleashing the most powerful force of his life!

Alas, before an enraged Ye Wudao, the Black Python King only faced a tragic fate!

"Black Python King, die for me!" Ye Wudao, like a demon god, roared furiously, his bellow echoing like a dragon’s roar, shaking the universe. The Beiwang Blade wrapped in tremendously terrifying power, capable of tearing apart everything.

Everyone on the field stared fixedly at Ye Wudao. Even Jin Tie and the four Demon Emperors stopped their battles at that moment, their gazes unanimously turning toward him.

Bang!

The Black Python King stopped moving.

The next moment, a gash suddenly appeared on his body.

Boom!

The Black Python King’s body instantly exploded into a mist of blood.

Ye Wudao stretched out his hand and grasped the Black Python King’s Demon Core with one hand!

The entire field fell silent!

Not a single sound!

Everyone’s eyes widened, whether they were demons from Youming Valley or disciples of Kunlun, their faces showing shock!

No one knew who lost their composure first, screaming out and breaking the silence!

"Fuck, the Black Python King is dead!"

"Killed with a single strike!"

"Impossible!"

The morale of the entire Youming Valley demon race plummeted, shocked to the core.

In contrast, the Kunlun side was ecstatic.

Jin Tie and the others were extremely excited.

"Worthy of being our Kunlun’s top disciple!"

"Too powerful!"

Thousands of Kunlun disciples, with tears in their eyes, shouted excitedly; "Brother Ye Wudao, you make Kunlun proud!"

"Brother Ye Wudao, you make Kunlun proud!"

Ye Wudao brandished his sword and bellowed; "Disciples of Kunlun, I command you to slay the enemy in the name of Kunlun’s lead True Disciple!"

"Follow Brother Ye Wudao, kill!"

"Destroy these demon beasts!"

Eight hundred Kunlun disciples, their spirits lifted, counter-attacked under the leadership of Ye Wudao!

On the other hand, the demon race of Youming Valley was in steady retreat!

The scene shifts to the chessboard between Elder Mo and the silver-haired youth, two powerful beings.

In this chess game, the black pieces like a black dragon, dominantly occupied the board, while the white pieces were in an extremely passive plight.

"Master, we can’t hold them off!"

"Those Kunlun disciples led by Ye Wudao, their offensive is too terrifying!"

Many demons rushed to report to the silver-haired youth!

The silver-haired youth held a white chess piece, unsure where to place it, and crushed the piece in his hand.

"Damn it!"

The silver-haired youth’s anger had reached its zenith. Ye Wudao’s arrival completely shattered the meticulously crafted situation he had designed!

"Thirty years ago, Ye Lingtian caused a great disturbance in Youming Valley, and now, after waiting with great difficulty for this day, it has all been ruined by the son of Ye Lingtian!" The silver-haired youth’s gaze turned towards Ye Wudao, fury having fully crystallized in his eyes.

"What, can’t keep your cool? The game isn’t over yet!" Mo Lao laughed.

Seeing the silver-haired youth holding back his anger, Mo Lao chuckled, "You’ve lost!"

Bang!

In a fit of rage, the silver-haired youth furiously flipped the chessboard, his anger causing his features to contort and his black hair to whiten in an instant, rapidly aging his visage; "Shut up, I haven’t lost yet!"

"Heh, Youming, what do you want to do?"

Looking at the demon army crumbling like a mountain, Mo Lao scoffed, "These demons can’t hold out any longer. Do you really want them to all die?"

"I couldn’t care less about their lives or deaths! My demon kind can reproduce; in another thirty years, I can create an army like this once again!" The silver-haired youth spoke heartlessly.

"Heh, Youming, we’re old neighbors, so take my advice and withdraw your demon troops!" Mo Lao suggested with a smile.

"I can withdraw the troops!" the silver-haired youth agreed. Then, changing his tone, he continued, "But, I have a condition!"

"Hehe, let’s hear it!" Mo Lao said, intrigued.

The silver-haired youth’s gaze fell on Ye Wudao again, his weathered face twisted with resentment as he ground his teeth, "I want to kill that brat!"

"I’m afraid that won’t be possible!" Mo Lao shook his head.

"Why?" the silver-haired youth asked, visibly perplexed, "I’ve already agreed to withdraw the troops. Why do you continue to protect a Kunlun disciple? I remember you have a deep hatred for Kunlun, don’t you?"

"Hmph, that’s none of your business!" Mo Lao replied, displeased.

Whoosh!

The silver-haired youth’s body flashed and vanished on the spot!

"Elder Jin, are you okay?" Ye Wudao and Elder Jin spoke.

"I just managed to hold on until your arrival, Wudao." Elder Jin said. Suddenly sensing a terrifying murderous aura, his complexion drastically changed, "Wudao, be careful!"

As he spoke, Elder Jin violently pushed Ye Wudao away to block the attack.

"Puh!" Elder Jin spat out blood, the Kunlun Elder at the pinnacle of Battle Emperor nearly at death’s door from his serious injuries!

"Elder Jin!"

"Jin, Jin, don’t scare me!" Elders Lan Yu and Xiao Ming were shocked.

"Elder Jin!" All the Kunlun disciples were stunned.

In contrast, the silver-haired youth stood in front of Ye Wudao, a flash of displeasure crossing his face, "Damn it, he actually blocked that fatal blow for Ye Wudao!"

"Elder Jin, how are you?" Ye Wudao assisted Elder Jin, his face full of shock.

"Pu, pu..." Elder Jin spat out blood, clearly not much longer for this world!

Anger flaring, Elder Lan Yu shouted, "Nether Demon Emperor, you an Emperor-Level being, have actually stooped so low as to harm Elder Jin!"

"You’ve broken the treaty signed between the demons and Kunlun. Aren’t you afraid of Kunlun’s retribution?" Xiao Ming gritted his teeth.

"Hehe, if I kill all of you, how would Kunlun ever find out?" the silver-haired youth sneered coldly.

What?

All the Kunlun disciples’ faces turned pale!

If the Nether Demon Emperor personally took action, they’d undoubtedly die!

The silver-haired youth’s eyes fixed on Ye Wudao, his pupils coldly piercing as he declared, "Before eliminating the Kunlun disciples, I’ll start by using you, you little beast, to sharpen my blade!"

With those words, the silver-haired youth instantly charged at Ye Wudao, his speed so fast it surpassed all levels of Battle Emperor!

It was over!

Ye Wudao sensed a terrifying aura of death, finding himself locked in place, utterly unable to move, and could only watch as death approached.

"Kill Ye Wudao, slay the disciple of Kunlun!"

"Kill Ye Wudao, slay the disciple of Kunlun!" Several Demon Emperors echoed, and hundreds of thousands of demon troops shouted in unison.

The silver-haired youth was too fast; in an instant, he appeared in front of Ye Wudao, throwing a punch with the power to tear the sky asunder.

It was over!

Ye Wudao, with a bitter smile, closed his eyes.

Just at this critical moment, a robust elder in a purple robe appeared before Ye Wudao, raised his hand, and slapped the silver-haired youth across the face.

Slap!

A resounding slap echoed through heaven and earth, and the silver-haired youth’s body was sent flying like a cannonball, utterly embarrassed and in disarray.

The entire field was shocked!

"It’s the legendary human powerhouse guarding Youming Valley—The Great Demon King!"

"The Great Demon King has taken action!" Elders Lan Yu and Xiao Ming were overjoyed.

"Cough!" The silver-haired youth covered his face with his hand, blood at the corner of his mouth, and angrily exclaimed, "Great Demon King, why, just why? Why are you protecting a Kunlun disciple?"

Mo Lao stood with his hands behind his back, emitting an overpowering aura, and said indifferently, "Just now you asked me why, and now I can tell you because—Ye Wudao is my—disciple!"