Master of the Demon Emperor

"Great Wei has forty-three cities, and in the Northern Border, we are at war with the Western Buddha Dynasty. The other four dynasties are battling Mighty Tang, which has the support of the Demon Sect, causing the dynasties to be continuously defeated..."

The General of Great Wei led the way, while introducing the current situation to Su Yie.

In the past, he definitely detested Half-Demons, but amid the great war, the arrival of Su Yie inspired him as if he had been injected with an invigorating elixir.

The power of the Demon Lord had already been proven beyond doubt.

As for whether Su Yie was an imposter, he was not worried.

Once in the battlefield, an imposter would only harm himself.

Su Yie quietly listened, without interjecting.

Xiang Yu, however, was secretly surprised. She had not expected that Su Yie was here to help Great Wei in the war. If even the Evil Bat Demon was no match for Su Yie, what about Mighty Tang?

But the current Mighty Tang was not simple, having the backing of the Demon Sect.

"This is..."

The General of Great Wei suddenly turned to look at Xiang Yu and asked curiously, noting her bridal attire alongside the Demon Lord was quite odd.

Could it be...

Xiang Yu calmly stated, "My name is Xiang Yu, a servant of the Demon Lord."

The General of Great Wei's eyes widened, he quickly asked, "Aren't you the Princess of Zhao Dynasty? Recently, the Zhao Dynasty has been in great turmoil..."

"The Zhao Dynasty has nothing to do with me."

Xiang Yu interrupted him firmly.

The General of Great Wei was stunned.

Su Yie then asked, "Do you want me to help the Zhao Dynasty?"

The General of Great Wei immediately felt embarrassed and hastily offered a conciliatory smile, "I have been disrespectful."

Between the city walls and the city itself was a desert, where many soldiers could be seen practicing, a rather impressive sight.

Most soldiers were observing him. Although Su Yie was a Half-Demon, his Demon Qi was incredibly powerful. He stood out amongst them, attracting everyone's attention.

The journey was silent.

The cities of Great Wei were like the ancient cities of Hua Xia, with streets filled with shouting. Cultivators and common people moved about, and occasionally, the rush of carts and horses set chickens flying and dogs barking.

Under the leadership of the General of Great Wei, Su Yie and his companion flew straight to the City Lord's Mansion.

This caused the people in the city to look up, especially the cultivators, who were secretly astonished.

Why was a Demon entering the city?

And this Demon was even personally escorted by the city guard General.

It was truly strange.

The City Lord's Mansion was located at the center of the city, occupying a vast area and was the largest group of buildings in the city.

Su Yie kept observing the streets below; he had to admit, compared to the lands of the Demon Clan, he still preferred the cities of the Human Clan.

His heart still belonged to the humans.

Meanwhile, twenty li away from the city, in the mountain forests within Great Wei's territory, a group of people in black was walking slowly.

There were eighty-one of them, led by a tall man with black hair tied back, a scar over his left eye, and a iron whip in hand.

The word "Ghost" was emblazoned on the back of their black clothing.

"My lord, just ahead is the border of Great Wei," said the black-clothed person walking at the front, looking back.

The man with the iron whip nodded and said, "On our way to Yaojian Mountain, we must be cautious. The Demon Lord is tyrannical, and we must not offend him lightly."

The others nodded in agreement. They dared not doubt the Demon Lord, whose dominance had been conclusively established with the deaths of the Demon Emperor and Evil Bat Demon, making him the supreme overlord in the lands of the Seven Dynasties and Hundred Ridges.

"Ghost King, just ahead is the most remote city of Great Wei. Why don't we turn its citizens into Wronged Spirits to enhance our strength? Otherwise, facing Yaojian Mountain, we really won't stand a chance," suggested a woman, her face covered in black tattoos, appearing ugly and sinister.

According to their knowledge, the number of Demon Soldiers at Yaojian Mountain had already surpassed a million, with the Condensed Spirit Demon King stationed there. The eighty-one ghosts of Qing Shan were strong, but not invincible.

The man known as Ghost King hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

For them, massacring a city was a minor matter; they had slaughtered cities numerous times, not a hundred perhaps, but certainly close to eighty.

Thus, the eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain approached the city ahead.

...

City Lord's Mansion.

The city lord, Cheng Tao, was a middle-aged fat man dressed in official robes, discussing the situation of Great Wei with Su Yie.

"The Demon Sect has already sent two Demon Lords into the battle, the Great Yuan Dynasty is in grave danger, with one-third of its cities already fallen."

"Fortunately, the Qingyi Sect has recently intervened, prompting other Orthodox Path sects to assist Great Wei, Great Yuan, Xuan, Zhao, Jin—escalating the civil war within the Seven Dynasties into a great battle between Orthodox and Demons. Previously, the Qingyi Sect and the Demon Sect could check each other; if you could join, it would undoubtedly break the balance."

Cheng Tao's gaze towards Su Yie was filled with eagerness.

Xiang Yu was not surprised; she had already been informed about the battle situation.

Su Yie narrowed his eyes and asked, "Which two Demon Lords did the Demon Sect send?"

"The Purple-Clothed Demon Lord and the Lord of White Karma, both surpassing the Nascent Soul Realm, restrained by the Qingyi Sect."

Cheng Tao replied, mentioning the two Demon Lords caused him to break out in cold sweat on his forehead.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that within the Seven Dynasties, no one could battle a Demon Lord unless a great power from Qingyi Sect took action. Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

Su Yie nodded, it was truly a pity that Demon Lord Qing Yan had not made a move.

He had always wanted to witness the grandeur of Demon Lord Qing Yan.

Boom!

Just then, a thunderous explosion suddenly erupted from the City Lord's Mansion, followed by wailing and howling that sent chills down one's spine.

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"My heavens! What are those things?"

"Run!

"Evil spirits have come!"

Screams of panic rose from all directions within the city, as fear descended at dusk.

Cheng Tao immediately stood up and rushed out with his guards.

Su Yie and Xiang Yu followed suit.

"We are the eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain, surrender now, and your deaths will be less painful!"

A chilling laugh resounded throughout the city, causing Cheng Tao's face to drastically change.

The generals following him also showed drastic changes in their expressions.

"The eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain... evil demons from the path of spirits, why are they here?"

Xiang Yu muttered to herself, also showing a trace of panic in her eyes.

Su Yie asked, "From which sect do they hail?"

He had never heard of the eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain before.

"Not sure, they are not from the Seven Dynasties, but they always appear around the Seven Dynasties, disrupting peace. Each time they appear, they inevitably massacre the city, utterly malicious."

Xiang Yu replied, frowning deeply, clearly detesting the eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain.

At that moment, Cheng Tao suddenly turned around, approached Su Yie, and pleaded, "Demon Lord! How about you help us eradicate them?"

Su Yie said indifferently, "I owe the Four Elders of Great Wei a favor, using it now?"

At those words, Cheng Tao froze.

If he used the favor here, the Four Elders of Great Wei would definitely kill him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "As long as you help, you can name your demands!"

"I want Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, I want pills."

Su Yie spoke calmly, feeling no guilt; he had no intention of taking action for no reason, potentially creating new enemies.

Of course, he also disapproved of the eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain, as their appearance always meant a massacre, which was against the natural order.

"Deal! After this, I'll take you to the city treasury, and you can choose at will!"

Cheng Tao gritted his teeth, and Su Yie immediately revealed a slight smile.

Su Yie instantly leaped into action, ready to annihilate the eighty-one ghosts of Qing Mountain.