The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1696 - 1693: Evil God Sect Giants

When Ye Xuan perceived that soul mark, he instantly identified it as one implanted by the Divine King.

It was hardly surprising; organizations like the Evil God Sect relied heavily on techniques beyond mere brainwashing. Once those indoctrination rituals were complete, they invariably subjected their followers to a loyalty appraisal.

This evaluation, in essence, was a curse or brand embedded within the subject. Betraying the Evil God Sect after such a process inevitably invited a grim fate.

For influential entities like the Four-Armed Clan, whose bloodlines were naturally robust, the Evil God Sect had no intention of allowing them to defect to others. Consequently, placing a mark upon them was standard procedure.

Upon making contact with that soul mark, Ye Xuan triggered a sudden, violent surge of power that coalesced into a spectral figure.

It was a dark, phantom silhouette, looming over Ye Xuan and radiating a malevolent aura.

"Who dares disturb my subordinates?"

The words mirrored the response he had received when confronting the Mountain Ridge Venerable.

Ye Xuan found the spectacle somewhat amusing.

Was that the extent of the Divine King’s repertoire?

Ye Xuan maintained his silence.

Suddenly, the Divine King recognized Ye Xuan’s signature aura and retorted in a grave tone, "It is you again!"

During their previous encounter, Ye Xuan had subjugated the Mountain Ridge Venerable and seized the moment to infiltrate the Divine Hall, where he had wounded the Divine King’s true form.

Back then, the Divine King had relentlessly hunted for Ye Xuan, swearing to annihilate him upon discovering his true identity.

Yet, now that he had finally tracked Ye Xuan down, the Divine King went unnervingly quiet.

He chose not to revisit their past conflict.

The reason was simple: he had learned that Ye Xuan had slain the Emperor General Spider.

To him, this feat seemed entirely implausible.

And now, he found himself face-to-face with Ye Xuan once more!

"Retreat!"

Without a flicker of hesitation, the Divine King attempted to sever his own soul mark.

"There is no need to be so harsh with yourself," Ye Xuan said with a faint smile.

Simultaneously, the might of his Emperor Soul disrupted the Divine King’s maneuver. Channeling the connection through that very mark, Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul pierced through the fabric of multidimensional space, as if spanning thousands of realms, until it descended upon a shadowed Great World.

The landscape existed entirely in darkness.

In a heartbeat, he surged directly into the Dark Hall.

It was draped in perpetual gloom.

Ye Xuan briefly wondered if the Divine King suffered from some chronic ailment, forcing him to reside in such a dismal environment.

Even the Undying Night Emperor, who walked in shadows, used it as a stylistic metaphor rather than a literal residence.

The Divine King’s dwelling, however, was truly cloaked in complete darkness.

Boom!

The Divine King, perched in the hall, snapped his eyes open. The sinister hostility that usually filled his gaze had been replaced by visible panic.

"Evil Eye, what has driven you to such agitation?"

The Divine King’s outburst drew the scrutiny of the others gathered there. Beside him, a figure obscured by shifting black mist spoke up.

"An enemy has breached our defenses!" the Divine King, known as Evil Eye, roared.

He lacked the time for a detailed explanation; he instantly erected multiple layers of protection around his Life Palace.

Having witnessed the true extent of that man’s capabilities previously—power that left him feeling helpless—he was taking no chances this time.

Even so, the Evil Eye Divine King failed to grasp that the title of Undying Night Emperor was merely a designation for someone whose strength surpassed all comprehension. No matter how much caution he exercised, he was still gravely underestimating his opponent.

To underestimate him was to walk toward catastrophe!

Boom!

A deafening blast echoed through the hall.

The Evil Eye Divine King’s entire frame trembled violently, spurting blood from his seven orifices in a grotesque display.

He groaned, his knuckles white as he clenched his fists, producing a sharp grinding sound.

He still couldn't hold him back!

What kind of existence was this individual?

"Hmm..."

"It appears I have stumbled upon something quite intriguing."

Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul drifted slowly out from the Evil Eye Divine King’s Life Palace, manifesting and hovering in the center of the hall to survey the assembly below.

At this moment, more than a dozen beings were present.

During his previous visit, the Evil Eye Divine King had claimed the position of honor, yet now he was relegated to the floor.

This realization suggested that the figures present were likely the true masters of the Evil God Sect.

It seemed timing was indeed on his side.

As Ye Xuan scrutinized the entities within the Dark Divine Palace, they in turn observed the uninvited trespasser with equal intensity.

"Evil Eye, you had better provide an explanation for who this individual is."

The cloaked figure standing beside Evil Eye spoke in a voice dripping with malice.

The others cast lingering, suspicious glances toward the Evil Eye Divine King.

It was evident that the high-ranking members of the Evil God Sect lacked any sense of brotherhood.

The Evil Eye Divine King felt profoundly uneasy. The pervasive suspicion in the hall chilled him to the core; these conspirators were truly treacherous individuals.

Yet, in the presence of that supreme master, he was forced to address the shadow sitting on the throne: "Sire, this is the very man who sabotaged our sect’s mission in Daozhou. On that occasion, I was also wounded by his hand."

"So, it is him?"

Upon receiving the confirmation, the other members of the Divine Hall were stunned.

They had heard accounts of the Daozhou failure, but they had not anticipated that the saboteur was this young man.

Moreover, his current manifestation was achieved through soul projection rather than a true physical presence.

Such brazen courage!

"I should inform you that your schemes have been thwarted by me once again," Ye Xuan remarked with a smile, though his focus remained squarely on the shadow at the head of the hall.

It was a featureless entity that radiated no discernable power.

Even the keen eye of Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul could not unmask the presence lurking within that shroud.

Perhaps this was the person who held the answers Ye Xuan required.

"Hehe, you believe our sect’s agenda is restricted merely to the Xuanhuang Great World? We are already maneuvering across all the Heavens and Myriads of Worlds. Can you truly halt us?"

The mysterious figure veiled in dark fog sneered.

"Oh?"

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes in slight bewilderment.

In his recollection, while the Evil God Sect had influence across the Myriads of Worlds, they were never truly significant, devoid of profound martial strength.

However, the force they displayed today was undeniably anomalous.

Observing how the Evil Eye Divine King deferred to the figure in the primary seat, Ye Xuan had valid reasons to suspect that this current iteration of the Evil God Sect had been altered by some terrifying force.

"Let's converse," Ye Xuan directed his gaze toward the shadow and said calmly, "Provide me with some substantial intelligence, and I might reconsider the total annihilation of your Evil God Sect."

"Huh?"

Ye Xuan’s audacity left every individual in the hall frozen for a moment before they burst into sardonic laughter, mocking him: "Boy, have you finally lost your mind?"