Chapter 1347 - 1249: Please Me and I’ll Let You Live!
The Dragon Demon and Phoenix Demon were already dead.
But at this moment, their corpses suddenly began to change, continuously absorbing countless dead souls that had already perished between heaven and earth.
Just like Hell Asuras.
"They’re absorbing the souls of Demons?"
Ling Hao’s eyes were filled with shock.
Here in the Demon Realm, to absorb the souls of Demons like this was a great taboo. If discovered, one would inevitably be hunted down by countless experts.
But now the corpses of the Dragon Demon and Phoenix Demon continued to absorb the dead souls without stopping.
Not only that, all the remnants and blood in heaven and earth surged toward the corpses. The bodies of the Dragon Demon and Phoenix Demon were like two vortices, endlessly devouring everything.
When all the Blood Aura dispersed, a man and a woman stood tall between heaven and earth.
The man was handsome and striking.
The woman possessed peerless beauty.
An air of supreme aloofness emanated from them, and they gazed down at Yang Tian and the others as if looking at ants.
"People from the Asura Realm!"
The Celestial Emperor’s expression sank.
The Asura Realm was the most powerful existence among the Seven Realms. Long ago, the Asura Realm had fallen, but that did not mean all the people of the Asura Realm had died out.
They had merely been waiting for the rebirth of the Asura Emperor, to lead them in reclaiming the status that originally belonged to them.
Even though the Celestial Emperor was a God King of the Divine Realm, when facing people from the Asura Realm, he could not help but grow solemn.
"The Asura Realm?" Ling Hao’s face changed. "You’re saying these two are from the Asura Realm? My god, even if the Demon King came, he’d have to treat them with courtesy!"
"You have to understand, a long time ago the Asura Realm was the head of the Seven Realms, and the Asura Emperor ruled the entire Seven Realms!"
"Although the Asura Emperor is already dead, any Martial Artist from the Asura Realm, once released, would have strength above the Demon King!"
"Before, they were waiting for the rebirth of the Asura Emperor, so they didn’t come out to stir up trouble!"
"But their strength is enough to bathe the Demon Realm in blood. Now that they’ve come here, what are they planning?"
The more Ling Hao spoke, the more he trembled.
The first thing he thought of was the Demon Saint’s Spiritual Breath.
Could it be that the people of the Asura Realm had come here for the Demon Saint’s Spiritual Breath?
But the Demon Saint’s Spiritual Breath was only a Holy Artifact of the Demon Realm. The people of the Asura Realm stood so high above—how could they even look at it?
"Yang Tian, you’ve got some nerve!"
A furious shout rang out.
From within the pile of corpses, the man and woman flew up. They floated in the sky like two suns, radiating a powerful light.
Ling Hao and the others were shocked into unconsciousness on the spot.
Even Li Min was trembling all over; only the Celestial Emperor barely managed to cope. Yang Tian hurriedly circulated his Spiritual Breath and pressed it onto Li Min and the Celestial Emperor.
In an instant, the two of them recovered.
"After waiting for so long, the Asura Realm has finally sent people!"
A hint of killing intent flashed in Yang Tian’s eyes.
When he killed Wu Yingxiong, he already knew this day would come. Wu Yingxiong was the newly reincarnated Asura Emperor, his strength not yet recovered, so Wu Jun had been easy to kill.
But these two were powerful experts from the Asura Realm who had cultivated for a very long time; who knew how many tens of thousands of years they had lived.
"Yang Tian, you’ve got some nerve, daring to kill a king of our Asura Realm!"
In the sky, the man shouted sternly.
Another surge of powerful Spiritual Breath blasted down. This time, even the Celestial Emperor was shocked into unconsciousness; only Yang Tian still maintained his calm state.
"Strange, Yang Tian, how are you withstanding our attacks?"
In the sky, a trace of doubt flashed in the woman’s eyes. She leaped down, and with a gentle sweep of her palm, a gust of wind like a river being gathered blew forth.
Yang Tian flew out, striking with a palm.
Boom!
A thunderous roar sounded. The woman’s attack had already transformed into a sheet of lake water. Yang Tian’s strike merely stirred up a wave of ripples.
"Yang Tian, the only reason you could kill the reincarnation of the Asura Emperor was because the Great Emperor had not yet recovered his strength. In our Asura Realm, there are still hundreds of thousands of Martial Artists alive, and we two are the weakest of them!"
The man spoke coldly.
"Just the two of us are enough to kill you! So what if you’ve become a king of the Divine Realm? In the eyes of our Asura Realm, you’re just an ant!"
The woman shouted coldly, and that lake-like Spiritual Breath of hers surged toward Wu Jun like a sweeping gale.
This Spiritual Breath was precisely the aura of the Asura Realm, called the Asura’s Technique Breath.
A glint of killing intent flashed in Yang Tian’s eyes.
But he knew he was no match for these two Asura Martial Artists.
The other side was an existence that had cultivated for tens of thousands of years.
In the Asura Realm, Martial Artists were neither born nor destroyed; they coexisted with sun and moon, and were eternal with heaven and earth. They represented the most sacred existence among the Seven Realms.
Any random Martial Artist, once placed in another realm, would be a godlike existence.
Yang Tian also knew that if he wanted to kill them, he should avoid direct confrontation and instead rely on cunning.
"Die!"
The woman shouted coldly, and that lake-like Asura’s Technique Breath came crashing down.
Yang Tian pretended to be injured, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.
"So that’s all you amount to!"
The woman gave a wave of her hand, and all her attacks dissipated. She stared coldly at Yang Tian, her eyes full of mockery.
It was as if, in her eyes, Yang Tian was already dead.
"Die!"
Seeing that Yang Tian could not move, the man was about to fly down to kill him, but was stopped by the woman. "Senior Brother, leave him to me. Let me kill him."
"Junior Sister, make it quick."
The man said this, then withdrew.
The woman’s figure flickered, and she appeared before Yang Tian. Her eyes were full of ridicule. "I heard you even want to become the King of Seven Realms?"
Yang Tian said nothing, but behind his back, he had already pinched out a Spell.
He was preparing to unleash the Divine Realm Scripture.
The woman in front of him was a Martial Artist from the Asura Realm, her strength above his own, but her eyes were filled with contempt for him.
This proved that people from the Asura Realm were all arrogant and blind.
They stood high above and looked down on other realms. Even Martial Artists like God Kings and Demon Kings were trash in their eyes.
This single trace of contempt was enough for Yang Tian to unleash a most lethal strike against them.
"I’m talking to you, why are you spacing out!"
The woman stomped her foot down on Yang Tian’s crotch.
Her eyes were full of teasing. "You’re now a wanted man of the Asura Realm. Whoever kills you will become an elder. I’ll give you a chance."
"What chance?"
Yang Tian asked, pretending to tremble.
"If you pleasure me once, I’ll let you live one more day. When I’m tired of playing with you, I’ll kill you, heehee..."
As the woman spoke, she began to laugh.
In her eyes, Yang Tian was already a prisoner awaiting execution.
"Alright..."
Yang Tian said, and at the same time, he flipped his hand and struck out with a palm.
The Divine Realm Scripture flew out, and at such close range, it cleaved directly into the woman’s body.
"You..." The woman’s face changed drastically. "Senior Brother, help me..."
But it was already too late.
Yang Tian used the Divine Realm Scripture to blast the woman to death on the spot.
"Junior Sister!!!"
In the sky, the man’s face changed dramatically, and he dove down recklessly. "Yang Tian, you actually dared to kill my Junior Sister? I’ll tear you to pieces!!!"