Master of the Demon Emperor

Great Profound Sound Temple?

Heavenly Eightfold Dragon?

Tens of thousands of monsters from the Yaojian Mountain were dumbfounded, all with puzzled faces.

Ying Tianchou and Luo Zhenhai, however, had their complexions drastically change.

"How is that possible... Great Profound Sound Temple... isn't that the legendary sacred land of the Buddhism Sect?"

Ying Tianchou thought in horror, his body trembling uncontrollably.

On another peak, Luo Zhenhai sighed, "Demon Lord, truly a figure capable of shaking heaven and earth."

He had heard of the Great Profound Sound Temple, and to be sought out by it certainly indicated something extraordinary.

But to enter the Great Profound Sound Temple meant you were no longer yourself.

In his view, converting to the Buddhism Sect meant becoming a puppet.

With Yaojian Mountain's strength, offending the Great Profound Sound Temple would definitely not end well.

Fortunately, Su Yi was not there; otherwise, given Su Yi's temperament, conflict with the Golden Buddha would have been inevitable.

The Golden Buddha, having received no answer, remained still, hovering in the sky and waiting.

As long as he did not leave, the monsters could not rest easy.

Since ancient times, the Buddhism Sect had enjoyed exterminating demons; naturally, they were afraid.

The following day.

The Golden Buddha had not yet departed.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

It seemed that without seeing Su Yi, he would be relentless.

As dusk approached, the roar of the Crimson Flame Lion King echoed.

Tens of thousands of monsters were invigorated.

The return of the Crimson Flame Lion King meant that the Demon Lord would also be returning.

However, the Demon Kings were worried that Su Yi might be captured by the Golden Buddha, so at this moment they actually hoped Su Yi would not return.

"What is that?"

The Crimson Flame Lion King also noticed the Golden Buddha, his eyes widening in some astonishment.

A Hundred-Zhang Golden Buddha suspended in the sky, under the dusk light, was still quite intimidating.

Su Yi furrowed his brows; he could feel the Golden Buddha staring at him, which was an unpleasant sensation.

Most crucially, this Golden Buddha had a life force!

Which meant that he was either a human or a demon in disguise!

"Amitabha, Demon Lord, this humble monk has finally waited for you!"

The Golden Buddha spoke, his mouth not moving, yet his voice echoed under the sky dome, shaking the hearts of the monsters.

The Crimson Flame Lion King halted his steps and roared, "What do you want to do?"

The opponent waited at the horizon, assuming such a figure, clearly not coming for a visit.

"This humble monk comes from the Great Profound Sound Temple, with the Dharma name Spirit Messenger, wishing to invite the Demon Lord into our Buddhism Sect, to become part of the Heavenly Eightfold Dragon, and in the future even achieve Buddhahood, eternal and undying," the Golden Buddha replied, additionally introducing himself.

Great Profound Sound Temple?

Heavenly Eightfold Dragon?

Su Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "Why don't you say you come from the Great Thunderclap Temple? And do you take me for Xiao Bailong?"

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"The Great Thunderclap Temple? What is that? Who is Xiao Bailong?"

The Spirit Messenger asked in confusion. Could there really be someone daring to impersonate the Great Profound Sound Temple?

Su Yi snorted, "Don't ask me, go ask Wu Chengen!"

"Who is Wu Chengen?" the Spirit Messenger continued to ask.

"Why so much nonsense? I'm not going to join your Great Profound Sound Temple!"

Su Yi snorted, obviously annoyed. Have demons who entered the Buddhism Sect ever had a good outcome?

The Spirit Messenger sighed and said, "Benefactor, you might as well come with this humble monk, and you will comprehend the profound subtleties of the Buddha's teachings."

As he finished speaking, he flew towards Su Yi, intending to forcefully take him away.

The tens of thousands of monsters, who had been listening, instantly became furious when they saw the Spirit Messenger make a move.

With the Demon Lord's return, why should they continue to fear?

"Scram—"

"Kill him!"

"This bald donkey is too overbearing! Why should we enter your Great Profound Sound Temple!"

"Prepare for battle!"

"Let's go together!"

Tens of thousands of Demon Soldiers took up their weapons, and the Shape-Shifting Great Demons did the same.

Su Yie leaped into the air, his right foot stomping down so hard that the Crimson Flame Lion King's limbs sank into the mud, feeling as though its spine was about to break.

"Injured by him again! Damn!"

The Crimson Flame Lion King wailed in its heart.

Su Yie bounded towards the Spirit Messenger, now greatly improved from before. Although his cultivation realm was still at the early stage of the Spiritual Demon King Realm, his strength had soared.

Seeing Su Yie's fist swinging toward him, the Spirit Messenger raised his palm to strike back.

Boom——

When fist and palm collided, the sound reverberated through heaven and earth, causing many monsters to experience ringing in their ears.

Compared to the Spirit Messenger, Su Yie's stature was much smaller, like that of a reptile to an elephant.

However, Su Yie possessed the Power of Four Hundred and Fifty Dragons, and his domineering strength directly sent the Spirit Messenger flying.

"Such power?"

The Spirit Messenger's golden eyes widened, only feeling numbness in his right arm, almost to the point of breaking.

How could a Divine Power Demon King possess such formidable strength?

Shocked at first, excitement soon took over.

Only a Great Demon with such extraordinary talents deserved to join the Heavenly Eightfold Dragon and propagate the grand teachings of the Great Profound Sound Temple!

With that thought, he attacked Su Yie once again.

Seeing this, Su Yie conjured the Heartbreaking Sword out of thin air with his right hand, while the Zhou Wu Sword flew out beneath his feet.

He had already mastered the Sword Control Technique and could fly on the sword.

Standing on the Zhou Wu Sword, Su Yie grasped the Heartbreaking Sword and charged into battle.

He had no desire to become a puppet for the Buddhism Sect!

It didn't matter what Great Profound Sound Temple represented; since they wanted to fight, then fight it would be!

Clang——

Su Yie's sword slashed onto the Spirit Messenger's right arm, and then his body spun, turning into a gale that wrapped around the Spirit Messenger.

The Heartbreaking Sword furiously cut into the Spirit Messenger, the grating friction sound giving tens of thousands of monsters goosebumps.

They all opened their mouths wide, staring at the sky in disbelief.

In their eyes, the Spirit Messenger seemed to be entangled in a tornado, frenetically swatting his palms around as if batting at flies, with golden stars bursting out all around him.

Fast!

Even Ying Tianchou and Luo Zhenhai couldn't help but think of this word.

"Such swift sword speed... the Demon Lord has grown stronger..."

Ying Tianchou muttered, such terrifying growth speed, one day he would surely become a pillar of the Demon Clan.

Luo Zhenhai felt it even more profoundly; once he could fight Su Yie for a few rounds.

Now looking at Su Yie again, he felt that if he were an enemy, he'd be killed in an instant.

Elders such as the Purple Back Bear King, Chi Tianyi, Ashen Rock Hound King, and the Wild Elephant Kui were astounded.

Even compared to the Sacred Body of Qiling, they were but mundane bodies alongside Su Yie!

"Damn... such speed..."

The Spirit Messenger was caught off guard by Su Yie; he was utterly unable to capture him.

Fortunately, Su Yie was also unable to break through his Golden Body.

Su Yie suddenly reached behind the Spirit Messenger's neck, his right arm slashing out with full force.

One sword strike peeled open the Spirit Messenger's golden skin, but still couldn't harm the muscles and bones.

"An indestructible Golden Body?"

Su Yie gritted his teeth in thought. He was troubled by the Spirit Messenger's physical defense, while the Spirit Messenger was troubled by his speed and strength.

Even with a Golden Body, he was still being chopped painfully by Su Yie.

It truly hurt!

Gradually, the Spirit Messenger also became furious.

With a bang!

The Spirit Messenger suddenly crashed to the ground, smashing the land to pieces, with debris and grass flying everywhere.

Su Yie, floating on the sword at a height of five hundred meters, looked down upon the Spirit Messenger and said coldly, "Are you truly not giving up?"

The Spirit Messenger placed his palms together and chanted, "Amitabha Buddha! My friend, turn back from the shoreless sea of suffering!"

In an instant, his body shone with golden light, like a golden mountain standing proudly on the prairie.

Su Yie's gaze intensified as he tossed the Heartbreaking Sword to his left hand, and the Zhou Wu Sword flew to his right.

Without the support of the Zhou Wu Sword, his body began to fall. Flipping over swiftly, he gripped a sword in each hand and started to spin at high speed, the blades tearing through the air.

In less than a brief moment, Su Yie turned into a whirlwind descending from the sky, the Sword Qi overflowing.

The target, pointed straight at the Spirit Messenger!