Chapter 680: Stay Out of the Fairy’s Business (39)
"Do you still remember me?"
Mo Yuhuai stood not far from the Heavenly Emperor, smiling: "Judging by your horrified expression, you must remember. You tried to plot against me back then, wanting to use me for artifact refining, causing me to slumber for years. Now, it’s time to settle the grievances between us."
Mo Yuhuai’s aura surged, and demonic Qi emanated from him. The Heavenly Emperor, whose expression was initially uncertain, now appeared stern: "All Immortals, hear my command, eliminate this Demon. How dare this Demon enter the Immortal Realm seeking death, today he shall surely meet his end."
"Pah! You still have that hypocritical look like back then, knowing full well that my cultivation is not inferior to yours, yet you intend to use the people of the Immortal Realm as your human shields. What a scheme."
"All you fools of the Immortal Realm, listen up! Today, I’m here to settle a personal vendetta with Zhang Jinghao. I have no enmity with the rest of you, I mean no harm to the innocent, no threat to the Three Realms; I’ll only kill Zhang Jinghao." Mo Yuhuai sneered maliciously, "Unlike him, I’m not so greedy. After slaying him, you can handle the aftermath in this Immortal Realm as you please, I won’t interfere."
The Immortals were indeed stunned. The earlier determination to eliminate Mo Yuhuai had somewhat wavered...
Meddling in someone else’s private affairs might not be a good idea.
This was someone not weaker than the Heavenly Emperor, and they couldn’t defeat him.
Despite these thoughts, each of them acted more disdainful than the last, showing a complete disbelief in Mo Yuhuai.
They were already planning in their minds to approach and test him, to see if he really wouldn’t cause them trouble.
If true, they would go up, pretend to fight a bit, and then retreat safely.
One never knew who would prevail until it was all over.
"The old-timers of the Heavenly Realm all know the grievances between me and Zhang Jinghao. Back then, I regarded him as a friend, but he cunningly plotted against me. If you don’t believe it, ask the people around you." Mo Yuhuai added, rolling his eyes at the crowd’s hateful looks.
These stubborn dogs, it seems they still need a beating.
That bastard Zhang Jinghao, is he really that good at brainwashing?
"All Immortals, hear my command, anyone who can capture this Demon will be heavily rewarded by me!"
The Immortals could do nothing but charge forward; they couldn’t make it too obvious.
Mo Yuhuai thought these people were stubborn, intending to render them powerless, yet he didn’t expect them to be so weak, falling to the ground coughing up blood after just a few strikes.
He remembered Little Grass’s words, not to kill them outright, or else it would cause many troubles, affecting his chance to kill Zhang Jinghao.
Seeing so many people fall, Mo Yuhuai wasn’t stupid; these people were acting!
A bunch of seasoned actors.
He had an incredible realization in his eyes—these old guys were truly acting, and each looked worse off than the last.
Seeing that Mo Yuhuai indeed had no intention of killing them, even telling them to back away as he fought, declaring he was only here to settle the score with Zhang Jinghao, they understood he was being sincere.
This person’s level was very high, absolutely not weaker than the Heavenly Emperor. They, the unimportant ones, had best not get involved.
The Heavenly Emperor still had a few loyalists standing with him, not participating, causing the other Immortals to look uneasy; indeed, they were used as shields.
"Zhang Jinghao, don’t hide behind others, it makes you look cowardly." Waving his hand, Mo Yuhuai flung the Immortals aside, as the demonic Qi flowing from him seemed to morph into a ferocious beast charging at the Heavenly Emperor, intent on devouring him.
The Heavenly Emperor shouted, immortal power surged from his palm, immediately clashing with the oncoming demonic Qi. Black and white, storm clouds billowed, the surrounding pavilions becoming ruins.
Due to their battle, the Heavenly Realm rumbled everywhere, thick clouds amassing, as if the sky would collapse.
The Immortals, thrown aside, gaped at the distant commotion, wisely choosing not to get involved.
"Are we really going to let that Demon fight the Heavenly Emperor, and do nothing?"
"How can we intervene? Can we handle it? The other side’s strength is not weaker than the Heavenly Emperor’s; going in means certain death."
"Actually, what the Demon said isn’t wrong. Back then, what happened was truly the Heavenly Emperor’s wrongdoing. If he hadn’t plotted against the other, this situation wouldn’t have occurred." spoke a veteran Immortal.