“You are no match for me! Hand over Xue Chen’s daughter obediently, and I will spare your life!” The voice of the Divine Emperor echoed coldly across the heavens.
“Dream on!” Purple Song Sage glared fiercely at the man standing high above, cloaked in sanctity yet harboring a heart long consumed by darkness.
“Seeking death!” The Divine Emperor sneered, his power intensifying.
Purple Song Sage struggled under the mounting pressure. Just as he felt he could hold on no longer, a figure clad in dark robes suddenly appeared in the distance. With a wave of his hand, a surge of magical energy struck toward the man atop the clouds.
“Huantian! You go too far!” Yun Ye landed beside Purple Song Sage, his eyes burning with hatred as he glared at the figure in the sky.
“Yun Ye! You dare show your face?!” The Divine Emperor’s eyes flashed with murderous intent at the sight of him.
Yun Ye smirked coldly. “I have no guilt before heaven or earth—why wouldn’t I dare?”
“Hahahaha!” The Divine Emperor burst into laughter, as if hearing the most absurd joke.
After a long while, his laughter subsided, and he lowered his gaze condescendingly. “No guilt? Yun Ye, have you lost your mind? Have you forgotten what you are? You are a demon—scorned, loathed, and feared like vermin!”
“God or demon—what does it matter? I, Yun Ye, owe nothing to anyone except Xue Chen! For millennia, my demon kin have never brought harm to this world!
But you—Huantian, the so-called Divine Emperor! You steal another’s wife, tear lovers apart, and shatter my family! Are you worthy of being called a god? Do you deserve the reverence of the masses?” Yun Ye stood tall, his gaze unyielding as he faced the man above.
“You need do nothing—your very existence is reason enough for disgust! Accusing me of stealing a wife? Ridiculous! How could someone like you ever hope to win the heart of the Flower Queen? You are unworthy of Xue Chen’s grace! You only bring her shame, dragging her into the abyss with you!
Being with you brings her nothing but misery!” The Divine Emperor’s contempt grew as he stared at the Demon Lord. How could Xue Chen ever love such a creature of darkness?
“Xue Chen alone decides what brings her happiness! No matter how vile your schemes to tear us apart—our hearts remain bound! She will never love you, not in this life or the next!” Yun Ye declared with icy conviction.
“Is that so?” The Divine Emperor’s eyes narrowed, brimming with killing intent. “Let’s see if she still loves you when you’re dead!”
He raised his hand, his power coalescing into a lethal strike.
Yun Ye and Purple Song Sage soared into the air, summoning their own spells to counter the Divine Emperor’s assault.
“You too dare oppose me?” The Divine Emperor’s voice was frigid, a flicker of disappointment in his gaze.
“Huantian, turn back before it’s too late! If you continue down this path, even the Divine Emperor will fall into darkness!” Purple Song Sage’s expression twisted with conflict.
“Enough of your lies! I was willing to spare you out of brotherhood, but now—perish with Yun Ye!”
The heavens churned, lightning flickering ominously through the clouds. A tempest raged, turning the world into a hellish wasteland.
Amidst the chaos, three figures darted across the sky. The once-beautiful Luoyun Mountain had become a battleground, its creatures fleeing in terror.
Each clash of power sent shockwaves rippling outward, leaving devastation in its wake. The sheer pressure of their battle was suffocating.
“My Lord, Luoyun Mountain is entangled with the gods—Purple Song Sage is no ordinary foe! We should retreat to the Water Clan at once!”
On the ravaged peak, Jin Lin and Shui Liu stood amidst the wreckage, watching the celestial duel above.
“Shui Liu, since when have you grown so timid?” Jin Lin retorted, reinforcing his barrier as a stray spell hurtled toward them.
**Boom!** The impact rattled his defenses, sending a surge of pain through his body.
The three combatants were truly the pinnacle of power in the Xuanling Continent. Even as a king of his clan, a prodigy who had cultivated for over two millennia, Jin Lin was wounded merely by deflecting the aftermath of their clash.
Clutching his chest, his face paled. A deeper fear gripped him—for Yun Qingxue.
When the Divine Emperor arrived, Jin Lin had rushed to her dwelling, only to find it empty. Even her new maid was gone. He searched everywhere, even for Mo Changxing, but all had vanished—including the woman who had threatened Yun Qingxue the night before.
The only one left was Purple Song Sage, locked in battle with the Divine Emperor.
“My Lord!” Shui Liu reached out, but Jin Lin waved him off.
“My Lord, discretion is the better part of valor! We should leave before we’re caught in their crossfire! As for the Flower Queen… perhaps she fled with Mo Changxing!”
Shui Liu’s voice sharpened with resentment. In times of danger, his lord’s first thought was always to protect her—yet where was she? Likely hiding with that man, leaving Jin Lin to worry.
“Let’s keep searching. If even I was injured, what if Qingxue didn’t escape? She could be in mortal danger!” Jin Lin pressed on, scanning the ruins.
“My Lord!” Shui Liu’s patience snapped. “What does that woman even offer you? You’re here, risking your life for her, while she’s probably off with Mo Changxing, enjoying their escape!”
“Shui Liu!” Jin Lin halted, his gaze turning glacial. “One more word against her, and you return to the Water Clan alone. I no longer require your company.”
Shui Liu stiffened, swallowing his protests. Reluctantly, he bowed. “Understood, my Lord.”
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