The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1832 - 1829: Demon-suppressing

"Eh, I recall you were the one who came to seize the Immortal Treasure, weren't you? Are you no longer planning to do so?"

Ye Xuan inquired, feigning surprise.

Nevertheless, the assembled crowd, being skilled in the ‘Heart Nourishment Skill’, felt no embarrassment.

True Person Fan Hai, an elder from Hua Tian Prefecture in Earth State, cupped his hands and stated, "Young Friend Ye is jesting. I cannot speak for the intentions of others, but we at Hua Tian Prefecture truly had no design on seizing the Immortal Treasure. We merely wished to witness its splendor. Now that we have seen it, we are content and shall not impose further. Kindly permit us to depart, Young Friend Ye."

With that single statement, he distanced himself while subtly implicating the others.

"Your jesting is unremarkable, but your capacity for evasion is superb," Old Demon Chu remarked, casting a slow glance at True Person Fan Hai.

Their exchange, laden with sarcasm, mirrored the uncomfortable situation they found themselves in.

"So, it turns out this is Ye Xuan’s Avatar?"

For a moment, the experts who had arrived to bolster the Emperor Immortal Sect were filled with astonishment.

It was precisely at this juncture that onlookers truly comprehended Ye Xuan’s formidable might.

A mere Avatar had been sufficient to prevent numerous supreme experts from achieving victory.

Now that his true body had returned, who could possibly dare to oppose him?

It was no wonder these individuals were experiencing internal discord.

As their thoughts raced, Ye Xuan’s expression regained its composure, his gaze profound as he surveyed them and declared softly, "Since you are all present, you shall remain."

These words brought an immediate halt to the barbed exchange between Old Demon Chu and True Person Fan Hai.

Shortly thereafter, each of the unmatched experts fixed their unwavering attention upon Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan’s declaration unequivocally signaled his intent.

The battle raging today had not yet concluded.

It was destined to be resolved by the ultimate price: life or death.

"Heh." Old Demon Chu let out a soft chuckle, his eyes glinting strangely. "Young Friend Ye, do you truly intend to proceed thusly?"

Ye Xuan paid no heed to Old Demon Chu. Instead, he lifted the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd from his waist and took a swig of potent liquor.

Sss————

Concurrently.

A flash of sword light erupted from the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd.

Guo Hezu immediately ascended into the heavens.

Within moments, a crimson aperture tore through Old Demon Chu’s brow.

Piercing cleanly from front to back.

Old Demon Chu crumpled lifelessly to the ground.

Immediately following, a spectral, translucent soul, an exact replica of Old Demon Chu, ascended from his corporeal form, its visage contorted in horror.

Boom!

It was Old Demon Chu’s Divine Soul, accompanied by his Life Palace, making a desperate attempt to flee.

Ye Xuan’s Emperor Soul moved.

Old Demon Chu’s soul was annihilated within Ye Xuan’s grasp.

At that instant, a collective gasp of shock swept through the assembled multitude.

It was an utterly instantaneous kill!

One must bear in mind that Old Demon Chu, even while suppressed by the Heavenly Dao, remained an Invincible Great Sage—an unparalleled entity within this realm.

His defeat was so swift.

So rapid that no one present had even the slightest chance to react.

The victorious strike of Guo Hezu returned, gracefully alighting beside Ye Xuan.

"So, this is Guo Hezu..."

The experts hailing from the Sword Tomb uttered their amazement, having witnessed the display.

For those associated with the Sword Tomb, tales of Guo Hezu had always been recounted, but their actual firsthand experience was limited to the time Ye Xuan retrieved Guo Hezu from Emperor Night Peak, causing all the swords and sabers across the East Desolate to surge skyward in response.

That event alone had sent shockwaves throughout the entirety of the East Desolate.

Since then, they had not seen hide nor hair of Guo Hezu again.

Now, fortunate enough to behold the foremost sword under the heavens, their hearts stirred with a peculiar sentiment.

"Master Chu!"

The dire peril faced by Old Demon Chu immediately shattered the composure of the other Blood Demon Sky Sect disciples, engulfing them in profound fear.

"This fellow’s might has ascended to such a terrifying degree..."

At that moment, be it Xu Chunlei, Shi Pojun, or the others, all were profoundly shaken.

Old Demon Chu had been annihilated before he could even muster a reaction, crushed in an instant.

Such overwhelming power left an indelible mark.

"Little friend, little friend, let us discuss this amicably."

Old Demon Chu’s soul, now clutched within Ye Xuan’s hand, was overcome with utter terror, fearing Ye Xuan might at any moment exert pressure and crush him.

In this dire moment, Old Demon Chu experienced true dread.

Never before had he harbored such abject fear.

Under normal circumstances, at his cultivation level, even if his physical body were destroyed, it would scarcely faze him; he could instantaneously regenerate an identical body through the utilization of World Power.

However, what Old Demon Chu had not foreseen was Ye Xuan’s immediate capture of his soul. Held within Ye Xuan’s grip, Old Demon Chu found his powers completely nullified. Both his mana and World Power seemed to drain away, rendering him a horrifyingly frail mortal soul, susceptible to instant annihilation.

This visceral experience of facing death, of being entirely at another’s mercy, instilled in Old Demon Chu a dread unlike anything he had ever known.

With another swig of potent liquor, Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes at Old Demon Chu’s soul, his voice steady as he declared, "Two options: either open your Sea of Consciousness and remain within the Emperor Immortal Sect, or… face death."

The calm tone Ye Xuan employed sent a shiver through Old Demon Chu’s soul.

"Ah, yes."

Ye Xuan then glanced towards the assembled crowd with a smile, adding, "This decree applies to all of you as well."

Sss!

A collective gasp of shock went through many of the onlookers.

Yet, a greater number remained impassive, unconcerned by his words.

While Ye Xuan’s recent display had certainly astounded them, what of it?

Hadn’t each of them endured untold hardships on their path to cultivation? It was unthinkable that they would simply yield to a single command.

Moreover, to willingly open their Sea of Consciousness was tantamount to utter subjugation!

Who among them would ever agree to such terms?

"I select the first option!"

"I choose the first option!"

Amidst the scornful murmurs of the crowd, Old Demon Chu was the first to speak.

"I accept to stay at Emperor Immortal Sect."

Old Demon Chu declared hastily, fearing Ye Xuan might retract his offer.

"..."

Everyone present was stunned into silence.

Could this truly be Old Demon Chu?

He possessed such a lamentable lack of resolve.

"Master Chu?!"

The disciples of the Blood Demon Sky Sect were equally bewildered.

Old Demon Chu, however, paid them no mind, instead turning his imploring gaze to Ye Xuan, a soft plea escaping his lips, "I merely beseech Lord Ye to spare my life."

The true depth of the terror gripping Old Demon Chu’s heart at that moment was something others could never truly comprehend.

Furthermore, Old Demon Chu’s address to Ye Xuan had shifted from the casual "Little Friend" to the reverent "Lord."

"At least you demonstrate some sense."

Ye Xuan let out a light chuckle, his demeanor indifferent.

Then, before the astonished eyes of everyone present, Old Demon Chu opened his Sea of Consciousness, allowing Ye Xuan to implant a Soul Seal.

With the task complete, Ye Xuan released Old Demon Chu’s soul.

In a flash, Old Demon Chu’s physical body reappeared, and he stood respectfully beside Ye Xuan. "Chu Tianqing offers his respects to the Lord."

Witnessing this turn of events, the expressions of all onlookers shifted, becoming decidedly peculiar.

He had actually surrendered?

The notorious Old Demon Chu, an ancient being who had existed for millennia, a genuine Great Saint expert, was subdued by Ye Xuan with such unsettling ease.

"Come, you shall inform them,"

Ye Xuan’s expression remained placid as he spoke slowly, reaching for the Snow Nourishing Sword Gourd and resuming his drinking.

As for these individuals, he felt utterly unconcerned.

Under the suppression of the Heavenly Dao.

Whoever dares to challenge him.

He shall eliminate them.

"Invincibility is not merely a spoken word."

"I shall obey the Lord's command."

Old Demon Chu was exceedingly deferential, clasping his hands in a deep bow before turning to face Shi Pojun, Xu Chunlei, Wuxiangzi, and the others. He declared in a measured tone, "My Lord’s intentions are clear. I urge my fellow Daoists to exercise good sense, lest the consequence be as simple as that which befell Zhuo Rou of Southern Sea Immortal Island."

"I shall grant you fellow Daoists a count of three to choose between life and death – the decision rests entirely with you."