Master of the Demon Emperor

"Of course."

Han Yuan nodded, but internally he disagreed.

By eradicating the Divine Physique Hall, Su Yie's Great Cang Invincible Body would inevitably be exposed, and at that time, Sovereign of the Nether Sky of the Zi Wei Star Body would surely take action.

Just thinking about the Sovereign of the Nether Sky, a glint of killing intent flashed in Han Yuan's eyes.

Soon, Su Yie and Ren Wokuang arrived flying.

"Who is that?"

Curious, Ren Wokuang asked, finding Han Yuan's cultivation so powerful and yet so silent that he had not noticed it all along.

"Han Yuan."

Su Yie said softly, and Ren Wokuang immediately widened his eyes. Was this the Han Yuan that had stirred up so much heated discussion among the big shots of the Emperor Su's Sect?

Then Su Yie landed between Han Yuan and the Fang Tian Divine Fist, saying, "Let's go!"

The headquarters of the Divine Physique Hall was located at the center of the Eastern Lands, and they needed to pass through the Seven Dynasties, going by the side of the Plains of Flames.

Han Yuan and Fang Tian Divine Fist nodded, and the four of them left immediately.

The four rode on their own magic artifacts, led by Fang Tian Divine Fist, and soon flew out of Xiwan City.

At Su Yie's signal, Ren Wokuang issued a message within Emperor Su's Sect.

Ren Wokuang: I am going to follow Brother Su to flatten the Divine Physique Hall!

Overlord Luo Fu: Hm? Are you seeking death?

Feng Lie: The Divine Physique Hall is incredibly powerful, you should be careful.

Ling Sang: Heading to the Divine Physique Hall, I always feel like the Demon Lord is going to stir up a storm in the world.

Demon Lord Qing Yan: Admire, as for me, I certainly wouldn't dare to trouble the Divine Physique Hall.

Li Huahun: Wait up, I will also come to support you.

Overlord of Western Chu: Trouble the Divine Physique Hall? Interesting, the Divine Physique Hall once invited me, but I refused. If I had joined, wouldn't we be enemies now?

...

Su Yie was not worried about the message being leaked; in fact, it was better if it leaked, so the Divine Physique Hall would know Su Yie was preparing to target them and would stop sending people to the Bailing Territory.

If Li Huahun could help, their chances of winning would be even greater.

"What would happen if I, in the name of Emperor Su, ordered all members to attack the Divine Physique Hall?"

Su Yie fantasized in his heart, but knew it was impossible. After issuing such an order, how would he repay the members of the Su Imperial Clan?

If he couldn't satisfy each one, it would be very easy to turn their spears on him.

Why should Emperor Su show you such favor?

Then, some members of the Emperor Su's Sect might even send assassins after him, creating endless problems.

No one likes to be toyed with by someone weaker than themselves.

Therefore, before he became powerful, he had to be careful and cautious, not exposing his identity.

Within the Emperor Su's Sect, aside from Li Huahun, who was willing to provide support, the others were just spectators. After all, the Divine Physique Hall was no simple matter, and nobody wanted to offend the Divine Physique Hall for Su Yie's sake.

Even with the Divine Shadow Legion, they might not be able to destroy the Divine Physique Hall.

Even Venerable Xuanyuan and the Empress of the Great Zhou dared not easily offend the Divine Physique Hall.

The Divine Physique Hall had too many powerful members with special physiques.

Along the way, the four communicated very little.

The next day, they passed by Great Wei and entered Mighty Tang.

They moved unrestrainedly, directly overflying the Dynastic Kingdom; even when spotted, nobody dared to stop them.

Chang An was still rebuilding. Li Zuxuan, who was cultivating in the imperial palace, suddenly looked up and saw the figures of Su Yie and his companions flying over.

He couldn't help but remark, "For you, the Seven Dynasties and Hundred Ridges are merely a starting point. Your sky encompasses the entire Eastern Lands, and perhaps even beyond."

He prayed, hoping that Su Yie could destroy the Divine Physique Hall. Xiwan City was on the edge of the Seven Dynasties, making it easy for the repercussions to affect them.

Su Yie sat cross-legged on the Zhou Wu Sword, taking a Body Tempering Pill while controlling the sword to fly.

It was his first time leaving the Bailing Territory and the Seven Dynasties, and he felt somewhat nervous.

He was curious about how vast the Ancient Wilderness was and how many Heavenly Prides it contained.

"Where are your six brothers?"

Su Yie suddenly asked Ren Wokuang, who once mentioned that his foster father had adopted seven sons—including him. Li Huahun was his foster father's own son, so he was very cautious in front of Li Huahun.

Ren Wokuang shook his head and said, "How would I know? Our foster father is very strict with us, rarely allowing us to meet. We're all cultivating separately, and it was only last year that he finally let me leave the retreat."

Speaking of his foster father, his face showed a look of fervent admiration.

Han Yuandao turned his head and stared at Ren Wokuang, asking, "Who is your foster father?"

After calculating with his fingers, his expression changed slightly, and his gaze toward Ren Wokuang became subtle.

Ren Wokuang snorted, "Why should I tell you?"

Fang Tian Divine Fist, hearing this, showed a smile. He also disliked Ren Wokuang, but seeing Ren Wokuang snub Han Yuandao pleased him inexplicably.

Han Yuandao, having been rebuffed, did not get angry. He shook his head, chuckled, and said no more.

For the next while, they encountered no obstacles, resting only one hour each day and then continuing on their way.

Three days later, they left the land of the Seven Dynasties.

Taking another two days, they passed by the Plains of Flames.

Standing in the air, Su Yie turned his head and saw the sky of the Plains of Flames was a crimson red, resembling the scenery of hell.

That day, they landed on the bank of a large river, with plains stretching endlessly on both sides.

This river was a hundred zhang wide, and its waters turbulent; ordinary people entering it would be instantly reduced to bone and ash.

"The upper reaches of this river lead directly to the Mandong River. The Mandong River is a thousand zhang wide, majestic and powerful, hiding countless Spirit Beasts and Demon Beasts; it's one of the major dangers in the Eastern Lands," Han Yuandao said, coming to sit beside Su Yie, looking at the river with a smile, "On this journey, we will pass by the Mandong River.

You can pause for a while and observe it; perhaps it will give you some insight."

Mandong River!

Su Yie, intently watching the waves, asked, "Do you know of the Overlord of Western Chu?"

"The Overlord of Western Chu, Xiang Shun, is a Heavenly Pride, an Emperor's talent. His physical prowess is also strong, not inferior to yours. He established the Chu Empire. Given time, he will surely make it to the Worldly Renowned Register. The Chu Empire is very low-profile; why do you know of this?" Han Yuandao curiously countered.

"How do you know that?"

Su Yie's expression was calm, making it impossible for anyone to see through his heart.

He silently pondered whether he should go to see the Overlord of Western Chu.

Even if he couldn't persuade the Overlord to help him confront the Divine Physique Hall, he could still make an acquaintance.

He had a premonition that the Overlord of Western Chu would become renowned throughout the world someday.

Now, hearing Han Yuandao's meaning, that the Overlord's talent was not weaker than Su Yie's, made Su Yie even more interested in the Overlord of Western Chu.

"You're really cunning."

Han Yuandao gazed at Su Yie's profile and stated earnestly.

"The feeling is mutual."

Facing Su Yie, Han Yuandao could only shake his head and leave, feeling helpless.

He wanted to get closer to Su Yie, but alas, Su Yie was highly guarded against him.

Rumble—

Just then, the plains on either side of the river began to shake violently, startling Su Yie and his companions into standing up quickly.

"That is..."

Fang Tian Divine Fist spoke solemnly, as Su Yie, Han Yuandao, and Ren Wokuang followed his gaze.

They saw a figure in the downstream of the river moving against the current, stirring up a hundred-zhang high wave, his presence unstoppable, as if nothing could hinder him.

Upon a closer look, it was a middle-aged man in a green robe standing on the back of a black blade. The blade faced forward, its tip tilted upward, surfing like the waves. His Sword Qi swept across, splitting the rolling riverwater in two.