"This woman must be the Demon Lord's beloved," he mused.
A sinister gray aura emanated from him as a smile curved his lips.
Sensing the brazen gaze of the Yaochi Palace Master upon him, Long Jinhan narrowed his dark eyes. A torrent of immense spiritual energy surged towards the Palace Master.
Before anyone could react, the energy reached the Yaochi Palace Master.
With a "boom," Long Jinhan's spiritual energy was neutralized, the residual shockwave causing the air to tremble terrifyingly.
Jing Feng's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked to the sky. "The Sovereign's attack was blocked!"
Zhong Zi, Xiao Zi, and the others were equally shocked, their faces etched with incredulity.
High above, before the Yaochi Palace Master, a golden figure slowly lowered his hand, appearing remarkably at ease.
"Mo Ze! His strength is astonishing!" Xiao Zi's jaw dropped, his gaze fixed on Mo Ze.
Mo Chengze had handled all previous battles, big and small. No one had expected Mo Ze's power to be so immense!
"Thank you, Divine Emperor, for your rescue," the Yaochi Palace Master bowed gratefully, casting a provocative glance at Long Jinhan.
The Divine Emperor had traded emotions for power; naturally, no one could stop him. How could these fools possibly anticipate this?
Now, the Divine Emperor was not just a match for the Demon Realm's Demon Lord, but could even fight Long Yu to a standstill.
"Insects, today is your doom..." the Yaochi Palace Master grinned maniacally.
Long Jinhan frowned slightly, his expression turning serious.
"Damn it..." Jiang Ye cursed under his breath, his spiritual energy rapidly depleting.
All the elders and palace masters of the Divine Realm had gathered here, the casualties among the heavenly soldiers had inexplicably increased, and even Mo Ze had arrived...
Jiang Ye clenched his fists and forcefully decapitated a heavenly soldier.
Is there no escape...?
The Divine Realm's reinforcements arrived, instantly surrounding them.
Mo Ze looked down at Bai Ran in Long Jinhan's arms, then landed steadily and walked towards them.
"Hand her over, and you may all leave alive."
Mo Ze's voice was exceptionally indifferent, devoid of any inflection. Everyone was stunned, and Long Jinhan's face instantly turned as dark as night.
"Seeking death—?" a low, angry voice boomed.
The next moment, furious spiritual energy shot towards the heavens, and a terrifying pressure radiated from Long Jinhan, making even Jing Feng struggle to stand.
Is Mo Ze insane... to propose exchanging the little demon in front of the Demon Lord...?
Xiao Zi struggled to stand, the surging spiritual energy making it difficult to breathe. He looked up and suddenly froze.
Mo Ze stood calmly before Long Jinhan, seemingly unaffected by the surging killing intent and pressure, his gaze locked with Long Jinhan's.
"One dies, and all of you are spared. Isn't that a fair trade?"
Mo Ze lowered his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over Bai Ran's face, a smile playing on his lips.
Before Long Jinhan could react, Zhuque clenched her fist and lunged at Mo Ze.
"Why do you have to kill her—?" Zhuque was too enraged to think, veins bulging on her neck.
Ever since they were in the Upper Realm, this madman had relentlessly tried to kill their master, even threatening her through those close to her!
"Why! Aren't you blood relatives—!" Why target her again and again?
Zhuque raised her hand, Vermillion Bird Divine Fire erupting from her palm, surging towards Mo Ze.
"Xiao Zhu! Stop!" Jiang Ye realized something was wrong and rushed towards Zhuque desperately.
Mo Ze looked up, turning sideways to face the attacking Zhuque.
The next moment, a terrifying panic spread, and everyone felt the threat of death.
Time seemed to stop—
They watched as Mo Ze, without a sound, appeared before Zhuque, reached out, and pierced her heart—
"Hey..."
"This is a joke, right..."
A suffocating aura hung over everyone's hearts. Their eyes were bloodshot, and a buzzing filled their ears—
"Xiao Zhu—!!!"
Jiang Ye's pupils contracted, and he lunged at Mo Ze like a madman!
"Stop it—!!!" Jing Feng swiftly moved forward, pinning the almost-berserk Jiang Ye to the ground.
"Let me go!!! Let me go!!!"
"Xiao Zhu!!! Xiao Zhu she—!!!"
Facing Jiang Ye's struggles, Jing Feng gritted his teeth and tried to steady his voice. "Calm down, Zhuque is fine!"
Jiang Ye froze, looking up at Jing Feng in disbelief. "She's... fine?"
Zhuque, who should have had her heart pierced by Mo Ze, was slumped behind Long Jinhan, her face pale, gasping for breath.
She... nearly died...
If the male master hadn't moved her position just as Mo Ze was about to touch her, she would likely be dead by now...
"What we saw was an illusion," Xiao Zi came to Jiang Ye's side and pulled him up, still dazed.
It was dark night, and from their angle, it looked as if Zhuque's heart had been pierced. But in reality, the Demon Lord had moved Zhuque's position, and Mo Ze hadn't touched her at all.
Jiang Ye nodded, seemingly understanding, but his heart still pounded uncontrollably.
Mo Ze turned, his brow furrowed as he stared at Zhuque behind Long Jinhan. "Am I targeting the demoness's bloodline?"
"Ha, how ridiculous—"
Mo Ze's eyes darkened. "I have never targeted anyone. Everything I have done was merely to clear obstacles."
Bai Ran was the chosen daughter of heaven, the one foretold to overturn the Divine Realm. Mo Ze hadn't deliberately targeted her.
It just so happened that the person he needed to kill was his own blood relative.
"No one can hinder me. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Elder in the crowd breathed a sigh of relief. He had thought that after not using the Desolate Array for so long, the Divine Emperor's emotions might have somewhat recovered.
But it seemed he had worried unnecessarily.
As long as the demoness's bloodline was eliminated, the Divine Realm would remain as it was, holding the supreme position on the Ninth Heaven.
That demoness was the key figure, she must not be allowed to live...
Mo Ze turned, a killing intent flashing in his eyes. "Since the transaction failed, then we fight—"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the heavenly soldiers charged towards them. The Sect Master of the Demon Extermination Pavilion, the Palace Master of Tuoluo Hall, the Palace Master of Yaochi, and several elders.
They attacked ferociously, relentlessly pushing Jing Feng and the others back.
Bai Ran was protected by a barrier, and Long Jinhan engaged Mo Ze in combat.
"We're doomed, doomed, doomed!" Xiao Zi stared at the vast sea of enemies, his scalp crawling.
Jing Feng gripped his sword, his face so grim it looked like ink.
Their spiritual energy was almost depleted, and reinforcements from the Demon Realm and the Beast Clan wouldn't arrive for another half hour...
Is there truly no hope...?
But just then, the ground began to tremble, and the spiritual energy in the air became exceptionally dense.
In the pitch-black night sky, four moons had inexplicably appeared—
Bai Hu, Zhuque, Qing Long, and Xuan Wu all turned their gazes towards a red figure.
"Master—!"