Chapter 226 – One Day, When I Become the Demon Emperor, You All Shall Sit on the Lotus Throne

On the [professional panel] of the [martial artist], the super killer move lv2 [thousand crows salute the moon] was glowing faintly.

Lu Yuan looked at the enormous black bird True Intent hovering above his head. It looked like a crane but had black wings, crow’s eyes, and was emanating a black aura, as if it would step into reality from illusion at any moment.

Even he felt slightly surprised.

It was an ingenious operation.

He tried to use the lv2 [super killer move – thousand crows salute the moon] to stimulate the Spirit Crane True Intent, resulting in this weird True Intent that was neither crane nor crow.

However, unexpectedly, the effect was quite good.

Under the “nourishment” of the lv2 super killer move, Lu Yuan’s True Intent directly surged to over 30 meters, far surpassing the limit of the True Intent Realm.

It could no longer be called True Intent but rather a kind of… martial arts Dharma Form?!

It felt like a path had unknowingly been opened for him.

“Ordinary martial arts condenses martial arts True Intent; I am extraordinary in martial arts, condensing martial arts Dharma Form…”

With a brief thought, Lu Yuan’s expression quickly turned to enlightenment.

“That makes sense.”

He casually lifted his hand and punched.

The 30-meter demon crane Dharma Form behind him synchronized with his movements, its massive black crane claw lightly pressing in the air, releasing a surge of tangible power.

“Boom!”

Lu Yuan only made a punching motion, but the entire inner wall of the villa’s hall in front of him was completely shattered and collapsed.

“Not bad, this power is closer to the concept of the extraordinary. The future looks promising!”

Lu Yuan walked out from the hole in the villa’s inner wall into the courtyard outside.

Just now, the strike from the demon crane Dharma Form blasted Pei Ye several hundred meters away.

If it were an ordinary True Intent level martial artist, that strike would have been enough to blow them to pieces.

As expected of the “Night Emperor,” tough enough to withstand it all and still not die.

Using [Hunting Perception], Lu Yuan “saw” a silhouette frantically dashing towards him!

“Die!”

A long shout came from afar.

Next, Lu Yuan heard the sound of wind whistling.

Then, a huge black tornado appeared in his field of vision, rushing towards him at an incredibly fast speed.

The black tornado stirred the airflow, causing the surrounding yellowing grass and trees to rustle.

Lu Yuan squinted his eyes, vaguely able to see Pei Ye’s figure within the black tornado.

He took a slight breath, and his legs suddenly swelled.

“Boom!”

The ground beneath Lu Yuan’s feet exploded.

He soared into the air like a giant bird, with golden martial deity strength rolling like molten amber between his body and arms.

At the highest point, he dove down.

The 30-meter-tall black demon crane Dharma Form behind him spread its wings, letting out a sound that could be either a crane cry or a crow caw, and followed Lu Yuan’s movement forward to strike.

“Boom!”

The demon crane Dharma Form collided directly with the huge black tornado.

The expected collision did not happen.

At the moment of their encounter, the huge black tornado suddenly dispersed.

It then transformed into countless black smoke, enveloping the entire demon crane Dharma Form.

The gigantic demon crane Dharma Form struggled and flapped its wings, but it could not break free.

“Hmm?!”

Lu Yuan’s expression changed slightly.

He finally noticed that the black smoke and the previous black tornado…

Were entirely composed of strange black moths.

These moths were about the same size as ordinary moths, with black wings and black bodies, but their heads were grotesque, twisted human faces with expressions of manic laughter.

Their mouthparts opened, revealing densely packed, sawtooth-like teeth.

Countless moths clung to the demon crane Dharma Form, biting ferociously.

The demon crane Dharma Form kept flapping its wings, trying to scatter the black smoke.

But the sheer number of strange black moths in the smoke was overwhelming, and the 30-meter-tall form was soon gnawed upon to the point of collapse.

The demon crane Dharma Form was a manifestation of Lu Yuan’s mental will, and such an attack immediately caused a faint stabbing pain in his mind.

After a moment’s thought, he decided to dispel the entire Dharma Form with a “boom”, retrieving his mental power back in a formless, gaseous state.

So this is the power of the evil deity that Pei Ye possesses?

Lu Yuan’s eyes flickered slightly, but his face remained calm, with no sign of emotional fluctuation.

By this time, the black smoke, which had lost its target, began to converge again.

The countless peculiar moths composing the black smoke quickly formed a giant black sphere.

The black sphere rolled and continuously collapsed inward, shrinking…

Eventually, a silhouette fully emerged.

“I originally… wanted to fight you purely as a martial artist.”

Pei Ye hovered quietly in mid-air.

His body was covered with tens of thousands of strange moths.

These moths clung to each other, interlocking and forming a bizarre, eerie, yet inexplicably magnificent black armor.

The armor virtually covered Pei Ye’s entire body.

Extending from his back was a pair of enormous black moth wings, several meters wide.

The black wings fluttered gently, exuding a faintly sweet, cloying scent.

Pei Ye looked down at Lu Yuan from above, his gaze indifferent, and spoke softly, “You forced me into this. This is your… own doing.”

Lu Yuan blinked and remained silent.

In the distance, Pei Ye had already flapped his wings, appearing abruptly in front of Lu Yuan, almost as if he had teleported.

A wicked smile spread across Pei Ye’s handsome, devilish face as he pointed a finger at Lu Yuan.

“Die!”

“Devouring of Evil Gu!”

“Boom!”

In an instant, a massive black “torrent” erupted from Pei Ye’s arm.

In less than a second, this “torrent” completely engulfed Lu Yuan.

Countless human-faced moths flew out of the “torrent,” spiraling and dancing around…

Their small, grotesque, twisted smiling faces flickered rapidly.

The entire space soon filled with an evil, corrosive aura.

Watching all this, Pei Ye spread his arms, eyes half-closed, his face radiating confidence and satisfaction.

In this domain, Pei Ye felt like he was the Deity controlling everything!

This was the power of evil martial arts.

Transcendent and mysterious, overshadowing the ordinary.

Even if you are a peerless genius in the Ancient Martial Arts world, so what?

How could the fists and feet of mere mortals ever contend with the might of a Deity…

The figures of the Elephant Protector and the other two appeared silently at the entrance of the villa.

Seeing the scene before them, their faces revealed complex and admiring expressions.

“We didn’t expect him to have developed the power of the Evil Emperor’s buddhist relics to such an extent… He does indeed have the capital to be arrogant.”

“Indeed, this proves that our judgment wasn’t wrong.”

“With his current Strength, he might already qualify for the recognition of the other protectors.”

As they spoke, Pei Ye, who seemed to sense their praise, flapped his moth wings and slowly flew toward them with a regal air.

Behind him, the black swarm of moths danced, and with a smile, he softly declared, “The game is over, gentlemen…”

Before he could finish his sentence.

“Boom!”

A deafening explosion erupted, and the torrent of black moths behind Pei Ye burst apart.

The expressions of all four changed abruptly, and Pei Ye swiftly turned around.

“Whoosh-“

A surging wave of heat rushed towards them.

Countless black moths scattered like black paper ashes being violently swatted.

Amidst these flying “ashes,” a towering, two-meter-tall figure, dark red all over, with wildly flailing long hair, stood silently.

Waves of intense heat radiated from the figure, and every black moth that came near him twisted in agony, silently melting away.

He resembled a fiercely burning furnace, emitting an unimaginably violent, searing aura.

“Ugh…”

Pei Ye’s face momentarily froze in shock.

Before he could react, the shadow before his eyes vanished.

The next second, a deep, guttural voice, like rolling magma, echoed through the air.

“Domain Power!”

An unprecedented sense of intense crisis instantly enveloped Pei Ye.

In that instant, a dark red shadow rapidly enveloped him.

His pupils immediately contracted, his hair stood on end, and his scalp tingled as if being yanked painfully upwards.

His enormous moth wings flapped urgently.

Pei Ye’s figure flickered with afterimages as he desperately dodged.

But in the next moment…

He was pierced through and pinned in mid-air!

“Boom!”

A massive arm, thick as an average person’s thigh, pierced through Pei Ye’s entire abdomen, lifting him like a spear impaling its prey, suspending him in mid-air.

“Hee-huff—hee-huff—”

The sound of beast-like breaths, with thick white vapor exhaled with every breath.

Pei Ye’s eyes widened, staring at the fierce yet oddly handsome and demonic face just inches away.

“Ugh—ugh—ugh—”

Strange sounds emanated from his mouth as his moth wings frantically flapped.

Suddenly…

“Bang—” With a loud explosion, his body abruptly burst apart.

Transforming into countless black moths, they vanished from the arm that had impaled him.

“Hee-huff—hee-huff—”

Dozens of meters away, Pei Ye’s figure reappeared.

At this moment, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and the bizarre, magnificent moth armor on his body had shattered and disappeared. The enormous moth wings on his back had thinned to the point of being nearly transparent.

Despite having a whole chest, it was unclear what kind of technique he had used to escape.

“Devouring of Evil Gu!”

Pei Ye barely paused after stopping.

Filled with intense shock, fear, and disbelief, he pointed again at the distant figure.

The black torrent reappeared.

Within a radius of dozens of meters, countless black moths manifested out of nowhere and surged toward the terrifying figure.

After completing this move, Pei Ye did not look back as he prepared to turn and flee with flapping wings.

But then, a calm yet indifferent voice followed.

“Panic Boiling.”

In an instant, Pei Ye’s mind flashed with countless scenes that had once made him tremble and fear, like a carousel of nightmares.

Within his heart, emotions related to terror and panic erupted like wildfire.

In a moment, it swept through his entire body.

Unable to control himself, his body trembled violently, tears and snot streaming down his face. Though he desperately wanted to flee, both his body and will refused to obey him…

All he could do was stand there, quivering.

He… could do nothing else.

The heat-waving, muscular figure walked towards Pei Ye step by step, casting a shadow over him. The terrifying pressure rolled down like a tsunami.

A large hand gently grasped Pei Ye’s head, lifting him into the air.

Pei Ye’s face was etched with panic and fear, tears and snot smearing his handsome features.

He struggled desperately, mustering the last bit of Strength and courage he had left, and finally…

He managed to shout at the three Evil Martial Alliance protectors watching from a distance, “What are you standing there for? Do it now!!”

The three protectors, already stunned by the scene, were jolted back to reality by Pei Ye’s desperate cry. Their forms wavered as they hesitated whether to take action.

At that moment, a pair of Scarlet eyes glanced at them indifferently.

Then…

“Boom!”

A thick cloud of death energy suddenly surged from the two-meter-tall, demon-like figure.

The death energy resembled burning black flames, or perhaps a black cloak enveloping that figure.

His long black hair, reaching his waist, flew wildly.

The next instant, a cold and calm, low voice echoed.

“Your moves are inferior to mine, your True Intent is inferior to mine, your Strength is inferior to mine, your Talent is inferior to mine… Even the power of the evil deity you possess is inferior to mine!”

“You call this waste your Evil Emperor, but you might as well respect me as your Demon Emperor!”

“When the day comes that I overthrow Penglai and unify the martial world, you shall all sit on lotus thrones!”

Upon hearing these words, the eyes of the three elephant protectors widened, their pupils contracting sharply.

For a moment, they all froze, unable to move.