Hell Emperor.

Chapter 472 Ye Jie - Golden Phoebe
Faced with many elders of the Tuntian Pavilion with sinister and unfriendly faces, Tiancheng was sweating profusely. It was already a good thing that he did not beg for mercy on the spot.

The Heaven Devouring Pavilion Master glanced at him, his robe fluttering in the wind, and the blood-red Ouroboros painted on his collar seemed to come alive, making people intimidated. He spoke in a cold voice:

"Since you are an important member of the Tianji Sect, you must be proficient in the art of clearing and felling. If you obey me, I can grant you immortality."

"The way of thinning? Could it be that you want to..."

Hearing this, Ye Jie didn't feel anything, but Tian Cheng's expression suddenly changed, as if that short speech conveyed a very bad signal.

The head of the Swallowing Heaven Pavilion sneered, "I have heard for a long time that there is a thousand-year-old golden nanmu tree growing in the nanmu forest of Tianji Sect. Seeing it today, it is indeed worthy of its reputation. It's a pity that my disciples are all clumsy. Letting them cut down the trees will only damage the essence of the golden nanmu tree. We must let someone who is proficient in thinning and felling come."

Tian Cheng refused repeatedly: "This golden nanmu king is the source of the nanmu forest's power. If we cut it down, I'm afraid the entire nanmu forest will die completely. What will the Tianji sect do then? Without the nanmu forest, how can we control the wood?"

The head of the Heaven Devouring Pavilion opened his eyes wide, his gaze was filled with murderous intent, and Tian Cheng felt cold all over, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake:
"That's your business, what does it have to do with me? Don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame them. The Ten Thousand Snake Cave specifically asked for your golden nanmu king. If you refuse to hand it over, the entire sect will be destroyed."

"Ten Thousand Snake Cave, how could it be..."

After hearing that name, Tiancheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and there was a hint of incredible astonishment in his eyes.

Whether it is the Tianji Sect or the Tuntian Pavilion, they all seem insignificant in front of the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave. Their strength is like heaven and earth, one is underground.

Since it was the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave that specifically requested it, Tian Cheng no longer had the confidence in his heart. If he offended the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave, the entire Tianji Sect would be destroyed overnight, and he would not be able to refuse at all.

"...I can cut down the Phoebe King for you, but after that, you must let me go!" Tian Cheng finally spoke after a struggle.

Hearing this, the Master of Tuntian Pavilion also showed a satisfied smile. He grabbed Tiancheng and flew towards the largest ancient tree in the distance.

Ye Jie was about to follow, but something flying in the distance and the noise coming from the treetops above his head made him stop.

Not only he heard the sound, but the elders of the Tuntian Pavilion around him also heard it. One of the elders suddenly stretched out his hands, and two spirit snakes shot out from his wide cuffs like sharp arrows, rushing towards the direction where the sound came from.

Soon, the spirit snake wrapped something and fell from the treetop. Ye Jie looked closely and found that the thing wrapped by the spirit snake was a vivid mechanical eagle. If Ye Jie was not mistaken, it was the Eagle Ten made by Tian Ming.

"A mechanical beast? Let me destroy it!"

The elder had a vicious look on his face, and he stepped forward quickly, ready to crush Ying Shi to pieces with one foot.

There was a loud bang, and before the elder could even step foot down, his body flew backwards, hitting countless trees before he finally stopped in the impact.

The sudden change surprised the elders around him. When they looked closely, they saw that the chest of the elder who flew backwards was completely sunken, and his entire chest was shattered by the irresistible force. Seeing that he could not survive, he had to take over the body of the spirit snake and be reborn.

At the place where the elder had originally stood, Ye Jie's figure emerged from the void. The unfathomable aura of the divine dragon deeply shocked the surrounding elders, and no one dared to take action.

Among them, the reborn giant python also recognized Ye Jie and screamed immediately:
"He is Tianji Sect's helper. He is the one who destroyed my immortal body..."

Without waiting for the giant python to finish speaking, Ye Jie moved again, like a galloping tiger, and punched out. A bright arc of electricity condensed outside the fist, with explosive power gathered in it.

With the blessing of the power of the Thunder Drum Warrior Immortal Official, Ye Jie can gather thunder into weapons other than drumsticks to cause greater damage. The fist is also one of the drumstick weapons. It is said that there are a few Thunder Drum Warriors who specialize in refining their bodies and making their fists invulnerable to swords and spears, and use them to beat the war drums.

There was a loud bang like a muffled thunder, and violent thunder swept over. Ye Jie used the amplification of the power of thunder by the Thunder Dragon in the Divine Dragon Transformation to this punch. The giant python's body disintegrated with a loud bang, and even its soul could not escape.

[Bookkeeping of life and death:]

[Ye Jie gained twelve million Yin De.]

After confirming the death of the elder's soul, Ye Jie nodded with satisfaction. However, the amount of good deeds he had done was indeed a bit small. It seemed that he had not done enough bad things in his lifetime.

Soon, Ye Jie's gaze fell on the other trembling elders of the Tuntian Pavilion. Feeling the terrifying aura on Ye Jie that was inconsistent with his realm, the elders had already lost their fright and did not dare to stay in front of him.

Ye Jie would not miss such an opportunity. He used the evil ghost pressure technique one after another, freezing the elders who were about to escape in place and killing them one by one.

When all the elders were killed or injured, Ye Jie had accumulated nearly 100 million merits, and his eyes fell on Ying Shi who had fallen to the ground.

In his perception, Tian Ming's spiritual consciousness is entrenched in Ying Shi's body, and he is controlling this mechanical beast from a distance.

Ye Jie picked up Eagle Ten. With this wisp of spiritual consciousness, things became much easier. He immediately used the sword intent of the Enshenyi Sword to contact Tianming on the other side through his spiritual consciousness.

"Are you having success in gathering your disciples?" Ye Jie sent a voice message.

After hearing Ye Jie's voice, Tian Ming was delighted and his excited voice came back:

"Most of the scattered disciples have gathered. Together, we defeated an elder of the Heaven Swallowing Pavilion. Everyone is very excited about this... Palace Master Ziwei, I saw it through Ying Shidu. Not only did you save my mechanical beast, but you also beat those elders to a pulp. This favor will be forever unforgettable to the Tianji Sect."

Ye Jie sent another voice transmission: "I just saw Tian Chengcheng. The Lord of Tuntian Pavilion took him away, and it seems that he wants him to chop down the Golden Silk Phoebe King."

“What…” Tian Ming’s tone trembled, and his voice became more urgent. “Palace Master Ziwei, please stop this. Don’t let Tiancheng cut down the Golden Phoebe King. Otherwise, the entire Phoebe Forest will decline, and the Tianji Sect will fall into chaos…”

Ye Jie seemed to have thought of something and reminded him, "Are you sure? If you leave it alone and allow him to chop down the Nanmu King, he will completely lose the support of his disciples and will not be able to compete with you for the position of sect leader in the future..."

Tian Ming insisted: "Please stop him. Without the protection of King Nanmu, Tianji Sect will fall into decline. Even if I can't become the Sect Master, I don't want the Sect to decline!" "I see..."

Feeling the awakening in Tian Ming's heart, Ye Jie was also quite moved. With this will, he thought he would definitely be able to become a qualified sect leader. He immediately set out and followed in the direction of the Master of Tuntian Pavilion.

Soon, a huge ancient tree appeared in front of Ye Jie.

The trunk of the ancient tree is as straight as a sword, reaching into the sky, and is covered with a layer of golden glow, as if the entire tree was plated with gold. It is a brilliance that has been accumulated for thousands of years. Even after years, there is no trace of decay on the bark. Instead, it does its best to release vitality and ultimately nourish the entire nanmu forest.

In front of an ancient tree that required twenty people to hug, Tiancheng held a large axe in his hand, his face solemn, his body standing straight, like a warrior about to step onto the battlefield.

The practice of thinning is also not something that can be achieved overnight. If you want to cut down a thousand-year-old golden nanmu tree without damaging any of its essence, you need to have cut down thousands of trees in advance, including some century-old trees. Only in this way can you understand the essence of thinning.

Although Tiancheng was one of the candidates for the sect leader, he was uneducated and unskilled. How could he be asked to chop trees like ordinary disciples? Of course, that was impossible. He was too lazy to even use the trees chopped down by the disciples to make mechanisms, so how could he bother to practice the art of thinning?

Tiancheng stood in front of the Phoebe King, raising the axe very slowly, his eyes fixed on the subtle texture of the tree trunk, like an executioner who had chopped off thousands of heads, his movements full of confidence in his own skills.

Although his movements seemed leisurely, he was actually panicking inside. If the Lord of Tuntian Pavilion knew that he was actually unlearned and had no idea about the art of thinning and felling, he would probably kill him without saying a word and replace him with a suitable person. Even if he had to pretend, he had to appear calm, and at the same time he roared in his heart why the rescue had not come yet.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and chop down the Phoebe King!"

The constant urging of the Heaven Devouring Pavilion Master was like a death warrant, as if the situation was urgent. However, he did not dare to start the fight, because if he did, he would be exposed. He could only stammer and talk nonsense:

"Master Tuntian Pavilion doesn't know... If you want to preserve all the essence of the Golden Silk Nanmu King, you can't cut it anytime and anywhere. You can only cut it at 3:30 pm every day. It's past noon today. If you cut it now, it will definitely cause the essence of the Nanmu King to be damaged. Otherwise, why not cut it tomorrow?"

“What did you say?” The Heaven Devouring Pavilion Master was not one who could be frightened. He certainly did not believe this. “Do you think you are going to chop off my head? And it has to be three quarters after noon? Don’t blame me for not warning you. If you continue to delay like this, watch out for your life!”

Seeing that the Master of Tuntian Pavilion was about to take action, Tiancheng had a sad face. It seemed that he had to chop him. But he didn't know whether the Master of Tuntian Pavilion would let him go after he continued to chop.

"Stop it."

The voice that came to his ears made Tiancheng's eyes light up. He looked in the direction of the voice and the benefactor who saved the Tianji Sect also appeared in his sight.

Looking at Ye Jie who was walking slowly towards him, the head of the Heaven Swallowing Pavilion's expression changed slightly: "Who are you? Where are the elders of the Heaven Swallowing Pavilion? Hurry up and capture this man!"

Ye Jie shook his head: "Don't waste your energy. I have eliminated them all. You are the only one left."

"What……"

Hearing this, the Heaven Devouring Pavilion Master's expression changed slightly. After a moment of perception, his face became even uglier. Even he couldn't kill all the elders in the pavilion in a short time, but the person in front of him did it: "Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Heaven Devouring Pavilion?"

Ye Jie spoke slowly: "I am the master of Ziwei Hall of the Ten Halls of Hell. If you lead the disciples of Tiantun Pavilion to leave Nanmu Forest and swear not to invade again, I may let you go."

Ye Jie's nonchalant expression also deeply angered the Heaven Devouring Pavilion Master. He lowered his voice and hissed angrily:

"Even if you are the Lord of Yama Palace, so what? To tell you the truth, this golden nanmu king is what the Ten Thousand Snake Cave wants. If you dare to stop it, the Ten Thousand Snake Cave will be angry. Not to mention the Tianji Sect here, even your Yama Palace will be completely wiped out! You and your family will be thrown into the snake cave and bitten by thousands of snakes!"

Ye Jie's face darkened. He hated it most when someone threatened him with his family: "What is the Ten Thousand Snake Cave? I have never heard of it. How can you compare it with the Yama Palace? In this case, you will die."

The face of the Heaven Swallowing Pavilion Master suddenly changed. Seeing that the negotiation was about to end, he took the initiative to attack in order to gain the upper hand: "Nine Sheddings of the Spiritual Snake!"

As his immortal energy surged, his body swelled up, his muscles grew wildly, and his legs together turned into a tough snake body, revealing a powerful half-man, half-snake posture in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the huge power in his body that was enough to shake mountains, the Heaven-Swallowing Pavilion Master felt more at ease, and even Ye Jie in front of him was no longer taken seriously by him:

"As expected, this is the immortal technique granted by the Ten Thousand Snake Cave. I have only reached the fourth level of transformation, which is enough to increase my strength several times. So what, Lord Yama? I will let you have a taste of my power!"

The leader of the Tuntian Pavilion, who had a human body and a snake tail, held a long spear in his hand. His snake body twisted and he rushed over like a spirit snake. There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he was about to kill Ye Jie right here.

Ye Jie had a calm expression. Facing the incoming halberd, he did not even try to dodge it. Instead, he directly met it with his hand. A green divine light flashed across his palm, and the Azure Dragon Claw was already in place.

There was a series of sounds of metal clashing, and the attacks of the Master of Tuntian Pavilion were all blocked by Ye Jie. The earth could not bear the aftermath of the battle between the two, and it was torn into pieces in an instant. The deafening roar made Tiancheng fall to his knees. He covered his ears tightly, and the blood that overflowed from them dyed his entire palm red. Only the huge golden nanmu king remained motionless.

After a long period of unsuccessful siege, the leader of the Tuntian Pavilion became secretly anxious. He had a vague feeling that something was not right. He felt that Ye Jie was not using his full strength. He immediately became ruthless and burned his blood essence to push his magic to a stronger level.

“Even if I risk the backlash of falling from immortal status, I will kill you here. The fifth of the Nine Sheddings of the Spirit Snake!”

The head of the Heaven-Swallowing Pavilion had a ferocious look on his face, his aura soaring, and relying on the burning of his essence and blood, as well as the possible backlash in the future, he finally elevated the Nine Transfigurations of the Spirit Snake to an unprecedented level. His body also became increasingly huge, with his scales flashing with icy light, which was enough to withstand the bombardment of the heavenly calamity.

After reaching the fifth level of metamorphosis, the power in his body was enough to move mountains and fill the sea. He no longer took any enemy seriously and felt extremely fulfilled in his heart, as if he had seen the scene of taking away the Queen of Nanmu and receiving rewards from the Ten Thousand Snakes Cave.

However, the only answer he got was Ye Jie's calm words:
"have you had enough?"

A golden light flashed, and the shadow of a divine dragon came towards him. The Master of the Tuntian Pavilion couldn't even put up any resistance, and his immortal body broke into pieces under that force. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't block Ye Jie's move, and even his immortal soul couldn't escape, and was completely shattered.

(End of this chapter)