He, Mo Xuantian, was able to rise step by step to the position of Demon Emperor not solely through martial prowess. Although he was indeed very strong, sometimes, strategy was more powerful than brute force, as is the case now.
He doesn't need to take any risks at all to obtain one hundred Heavenly Soul Counts and then get the Path to Godhood!
This is simply the most heartfelt and perfect plan!
"I see. I was too hasty."
Upon hearing this, the Blood Origin Ancestor suddenly understood, squinting at Mo Xuantian: "The Demon Emperor truly lives up to his reputation as someone capable of great things. He is indeed seeking stability. No wonder the Demon God..."
"Shut up!"
"Don't mention his name!"
However.
Before Blood Origin Ancestor could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Xuantian!
Mo Xuantian, who had been smiling, suddenly turned into a ferocious expression. Veins bulged on his face, his eyes were bloodshot, and demonic mist surged from his body as he stared intently at Blood Origin Ancestor.
boom!
In an instant, a powerful aura of bloodline enveloped everything.
Blood Origin Ancestor's face instantly turned pale, and large beads of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He gritted his teeth and stared at the suddenly enraged Demon Profound Heaven, his eyes filled with fear.
"yes…"
"Your Majesty the Demon Emperor..."
"snort!"
Mo Xuantian let out a heavy snort, and with a flick of his sleeve, the terrifying demonic pressure instantly dissipated, and the ferocious expression on his face also vanished, returning to his usual light-smiling demeanor.
His smile was different from that of the patriarch.
His smile was a smile that concealed a knife, while the patriarch's smile was genuine and kind.
Beside them, the two old patriarchs of Xuanmo also sighed helplessly.
This Blood Essence is really out of his mind. He knows that the Demon Emperor doesn't like to hear the name of that Demon God, yet he still insists on dancing in the minefield, recklessly courting death. Sigh, he really is a foolish old man.
Teammates' criticism is the most lethal.
"snort!"
"That old codger passed the Demon God Codex to my eldest brother, second sister, and even fourth sister, but not to me! But it's alright, I will carry their last wishes and go to see that old codger!"
"This proves his judgment is wrong!"
Mo Xuantian snorted coldly, his demonic eyes filled with indifference.
"Why."
Just then.
A sigh suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.
Who is it?
The moment the sound rang out, the three Xuanmo Ancestors immediately became alert. The power of a demigod quietly flowed out, and demonic energy permeated the surroundings. Their eyes looked around with a hint of solemnity.
"How pitiful."
"So the Demon Emperor lacked love since childhood. No wonder he's so irritable. Why don't you learn from me and treat people kindly?"
A hearty laugh rang out.
On a hilltop not far away, several figures appeared.
Mo Xuantian and his group looked over and were immediately stunned.
What kind of combination is this?
The young man in black was handsome and dashing, with a smile on his lips, and he was kind and approachable. The three women beside him were all stunningly beautiful, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were peerless beauties. But... something strange happened.
Following behind the four were three old men and a little lion that seemed to be good for nothing but being cute.
Although the old emperor and the old man looked like middle-aged men, one had white hair and the other looked exhausted, so they naturally became old men.
"Human cultivators, huh."
The Blood Origin Ancestor sneered, coldly looking at Ning Tian and his group: "It just so happens that the Demon Emperor is still short a few Heavenly Souls, and you've delivered them to him just in time! Today, none of you will escape!"
"Ha ha."
"Yes, none of them will escape."
Ning Tian chuckled and looked at Mo Xuantian and his group, his eyes filled with a hint of mockery and a pointed meaning.
"..."
Mo Xuantian paused for a moment, a look of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
He could clearly sense that the black-clad youth before him possessed only the strength of a First Tribulation Emperor, but... what was with that look in his eyes, as if he were looking at his prey? Moreover, the subtle aura emanating from him actually made him, a peak demigod, feel a sense of apprehension!
"Kid, what are you laughing at?"
Blood Origin Ancestor was also a hot-tempered person. He had just suffered a setback at the Demon Emperor's hands, and he was still trying to teach him a lesson.
"court death?"
However.
As soon as his voice fell, two cold voices rang out instantly. They raised their jade palms, their demigod-like power enveloping them, and slammed a palm towards the Blood Origin Ancestor.
boom!
Blood Origin Ancestor's body was instantly sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and crashing heavily to the ground.
"How dare a mere early-stage demigod speak disrespectfully to my husband?" Luo Wuqing looked coldly at the Blood Origin Ancestor, her beautiful eyes filled with icy killing intent. Her indifferent words seemed to freeze the surroundings.
"A...a piece of trash at the early stage of demigod..."
Upon hearing this, the three old men at the early stage of demigods twitched at the corners of their mouths and fell silent.
"puff…"
"Damn it..."
A flash of anger crossed the Blood Origin Ancestor's eyes. He was already seriously injured, but his anger had clouded his judgment, and he was about to rush forward, but fortunately, he was stopped by the Xuanmo Ancestor and the other two.
"Blood Essence, calm down! Don't send him to his death!"
The Xuanmo Ancestor shouted, quickly stopping him from his suicide attempt.
He frowned as he looked at Xue Yuan, inwardly marveling at the strength of the two women. At this moment, a bloody hole had been blasted into the chest of the Blood Yuan Ancestor, yet this was all due to just one extra sentence.
There shouldn't have been any problem with just one sentence.
but…
Who told him to provoke two fiercely protective husbands?
"Hehe, you must be Ning Tian, the number one on the Heavenly Soul Ranking, the Black-Clad Grim Reaper, right?" Even though his subordinates were injured by the two women, Mo Tianxuan still looked at Ning Tian with a smile, "As expected of the Black-Clad Grim Reaper, you are exceptionally handsome."
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