Master of the Demon Emperor

Su Yie's aura surged, his power peaked, and Demon Qi overflowed, creating gusts of wind that wrapped around his body, startling Tai Yi Wushuang into stepping back. "How is this possible?" Tai Yi Wushuang exclaimed in fear, how could a Primordial Immortal of the Great Luo unleash such momentum? Although it was not the Power of the Saint, the oppressive feeling it gave him made him feel as if Su Yie was a Saint! Could it be some kind of secret technique? Before he could ponder any further, Su Yie stepped right in front of him. "It's time you tasted my palm strike!" Su Yie said with an icy tone. Before he had even finished speaking, his right palm landed on Tai Yi Wushuang's chest Armor. Almost the Power of eleven Saints burst forth from Su Yie's right palm. In an instant, Tai Yi Wushuang felt his chest implode, his consciousness plunging into a brief void. "Puh——" He vomited a mouthful of blood and flew backward, like a Meteorite crashing down, piercing through the ground and raising billowing dust. This scene made the lying Polar Emperor's eyes widen. Su Yie's momentum made him feel a sense of powerlessness. How long must one practice to reach such heights? However, his sense of powerlessness vanished swiftly, replaced by exhilaration. He will catch up to Su Yie, he will surpass Su Yie! Before long, Tai Yi Wushuang crawled out from the ground. He looked utterly disheveled, his face covered in blood, yet he did not fear Su Yie. Instead, his eyes grew more ferocious. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Do you know who I am?" His chest Armor, blasted with a large hole by Su Yie, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The Armor was extraordinary; it had relieved most of the pressure for Tai Yi Wushuang, or else he would've been seriously wounded. "I truly want to know who you are." Su Yie looked at Tai Yi Wushuang expressionlessly and said softly, his voice clearly reaching Tai Yi Wushuang's ears. Tai Yi Wushuang slowly stood up, his momentum gradually increasing, shaking the ground violently. He was a Heavenly Pride of the Chaos Imperial Clan, bearing great expectations, with his family even hoping that he would become the strongest pride of the Chaos Imperial Clan. Having freshly achieved sainthood, he was arrogant and haughty. Being injured by Su Yie was like a slap in the face. This was humiliation! He looked at Su Yie with murderous intent and said, "You won't have the chance to find out, die!" As soon as he finished speaking, his aura erupted fiercely, and the ground beneath his feet blasted open, causing a collapse over an area of ten thousand meters. He swiftly swooped towards Su Yie, conjuring a Purple Qi Long Spear out of thin air in his right hand, a hundred meters long, thrusting it straight at Su Yie. Su Yie performed the Divine Skills instantly, appearing behind Tai Yi Wushuang. His right leg swung up high, lashing like a whip at Tai Yi Wushuang. Although Tai Yi Wushuang's strength was inferior to Su Yie's, as a true Saint, he naturally would not allow Su Yie to succeed without careful consideration. All of a sudden, Tai Yi Wushuang disappeared, causing Su Yie's leg to kick nothing but air. Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh... Su Yie only felt a series of needle-like gusts behind him. He performed the Divine Skills once more, leaping five thousand meters away. A barrage of purple lance energies fell like torrential rain, bombarding the land, and even the Polar Emperor was flung by the jolting rocks. Su Yie's gaze sharpened, with two Golden Crows screaming in his eyes. Tai Yi Wushuang hovered in the sky, glaring down at him with venomous eyes, but he fell for the trick. Dream Reincarnation! Even at a distance of tens of thousands of meters, as long as their gazes met, they would be caught in this Divine Skill! Tai Yi Wushuang's eyes turned pale, his body suddenly stiffened. Seizing the opportunity, Su Yie inquired within Emperor Su's Sect for the identity of Tai Yi Wushuang. At that moment, the Ancient Wilderness had just been moved to Chaos, with Ji Bubai and the other two still slaughtering the disciples of the Chaos Imperial Clan. Before anyone could reply to him, Tai Yi Wushuang suddenly let out a long howl, the paleness in his eyes faded away, turning into a pair of sharp eyes bloodshot with veins. He actually forcefully broke free from the soul of the Dream Reincarnation! "The gap with the saints is still too great," Su Yie narrowed his eyes and murmured to himself. Enraged and humiliated, Tai Yi Wushuang roared, "Bastard! How dare you toy with me!" As a heavenly pride of the Chaos Imperial Clan, he always looked down upon the creatures of Chaos from above. A Primordial Immortal of the Great Luo with unknown origins had pushed him to such an embarrassing state, if word got out, how could he still face wearing the name of the Chaos Imperial Clan? He raised the Purple Qi Long Spear in his hand high, thunderclouds gathered abruptly, covering the sky for millions of miles around. Su Yie bent his legs and charged toward Tai Yi Wushuang. Boom! Boom! Boom… Sudden thunderous bolts struck down, filling the entire world with lightning in the eyes of Polar Emperor. There was no space for Su Yie to dodge! However, Su Yie did not dodge; his body was wrapped in the True Sunflame, ignoring the thunder and lightning, and attacked Tai Yi Wushuang. In the blink of an eye, Tai Yi Wushuang opened his mouth, and wind blades shot out, sharp enough to cut through thunder and lightning. Suddenly, Su Yie disappeared and abruptly appeared right in front of him. His right fist swung from below upward, hitting Tai Yi Wushuang squarely on the jaw. The power of eleven saints exploded! Tai Yi Wushuang's body was sent flying upwards; the punch caused him to bleed from all seven orifices, once again plunging his consciousness into a brief void. Relentless in his advantage, Su Yie released two Golden Crows from his eyes. "Caw—" The Golden Crows spread their wings, their cries shaking Chaos! The glow of the fire reflected on Polar Emperor's face as he lay prostrate on a giant rock, staring intently at the sky above. Tai Yi Wushuang was overtaken by the Golden Crows, the True Sunflame then enveloped him, burning fiercely. Su Yie stopped his assault; he had no intention of killing Tai Yi Wushuang. He still wanted to extract information about the Chaos Imperial Clan from Tai Yi Wushuang's lips. Su Yie's True Sunflame had already far surpassed that of the ordinary True Sunflame, and even a saint like Tai Yi Wushuang could not withstand such burning. "Ahhh—" Amidst the air, Tai Yi Wushuang let out a piercing, agonizing scream, trying to disperse the True Sunflame engulfing his body, but to no avail. His vitality rapidly dissipated, yet as a saint, he could hold on for a while longer. Just as Tai Yi Wushuang was about to succumb, Su Yie waved his right hand, and the True Sunflame wrapped around Tai Yi Wushuang dissipated and left. At this moment, Tai Yi Wushuang was a blurry mass of flesh and blood, his white hair burned away, his body wrapped in the stench of char, even his majestic Battle Armor was scorched black. Su Yie once again used Dream Reincarnation. As Tai Yi Wushuang barely survived the calamity and had yet to recover his senses, he met Su Yie's gaze. Trapped once more! This time, he couldn't break free again; the recent scorching had also damaged his soul. Ultimately, he lost consciousness and his body plummeted down, smashing into the ruins. Su Yie walked leisurely towards him, with a calm and unhurried pace, as if a gentle breeze blew through the air. Polar Emperor's blood boiled with excitement. The seemingly invincible Tai Yi Wushuang was nothing more than a pushover in front of Su Yie. Meanwhile, someone from Emperor Su's Sect had responded to Su Yie's question. Emperor of Imprisoned Fate: Tai Yi Wushuang? Isn't he a heavenly pride of the Chaos Imperial Clan? It is said he has the potential to become the Chaos Emperor, and his master is an authoritative figure within the Chaos Imperial Clan, comparable to the Lord of the Holy Realm. The Chaos Emperor? Su Yie raised an eyebrow, it sounded quite impressive. Unfortunately, such a heavenly pride had already fallen at his feet.