Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The young man's voice resonated throughout the entire Lantian Empire like a booming bell.

He stood there.

Standing on that horizontal line, behind him was the Demon Lord, kneeling and trembling.

No one could see the young man's appearance clearly; all they could see was that he was wearing armor and holding a miniature golden longsword in his right hand, resembling an invincible and mighty general on the battlefield.

He seemed rather displeased, and casually waved his right hand.

The Demon Lord, who was still trembling violently, suddenly stopped. Then, his body began to crack open with countless fissures. He could not even utter a wail before he exploded with a bang.

Dust fell from the sky, and the young man shook his head, seemingly quite impatient.

"We've cut down some more boring things."

The Demon Lord is dead.

Nobody knows what happened.

The demonic cultivators who had been mocking the imperial sword suddenly fell silent.

They stared intently ahead, gazing at everything in disbelief...

The Demon Lord, just like that, is dead?

In the ensuing silence, Jiang Shaoguang helplessly spread his hands and said, "You see, I told you, he doesn't like killing people indiscriminately, especially the weak. Some of them really don't deserve his help."

He looked around, gazing at the suddenly silent black tide, and laughed, "Then, anyone who still doesn't believe in evil is welcome to try again."

"I'll say it again—"

"Whoever comes, dies."

……

……

The remaining demon lords looked at each other, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in their eyes.

"It's just a sword. That young man looks like nothing more than the sword spirit. Let's attack together and destroy the sword itself. The sword spirit will naturally disappear!"

"That's right, let's destroy that sword first!"

"The others are nothing to fear, let's attack together!"

They immediately realized that this sword was probably the most powerful weapon in the Lantian Empire!

The demon lords simultaneously summoned the aura of the Great Dao to power themselves and quickly summoned their demonic artifacts. Each of them exuded a terrifying, bloody aura from the slaughter of tens of thousands of people, and faintly, the air seemed to be filled with wisps of blood mist.

The Demon Lords were all saints of the Demon Dynasty, people who had ascended to the Great Dao. They could tell from the changes in that instant that the sword was extraordinary, and that was why they had to travel together.

Suddenly, several demon lords soared into the sky, heading straight for the Emperor Sword!

"not good!"

Chu Aotian was shocked. If the sword body were directly destroyed, no matter how powerful the sword spirit was, it would not be able to maintain its form!

only--

His worries were unnecessary.

Jiang Shaoguang and Fan Luokui still had no intention of making a move, but silently glanced at the figure that was still standing motionless on the ground.

It was at that moment that the five demon lords soared into the sky, heading towards the thousand-meter-high imperial sword.

That was also the moment they crossed that line.

"kneel!"

It's like the will of Heaven!

It's like an imperial decree!

The young man uttered only one word.

The next instant, five figures crashed to the ground in the sky!

Unable to resist or withstand, the demonic aura covering their bodies shattered, and the demonic artifacts in their palms turned to ashes like the black blade from before.

With a deafening roar, the five demon lords dressed in black robes knelt in a row before the young man and the Emperor Sword.

14. Hey bro, what's wrong with you?

This place is completely silent.

The five demon lords knelt down in unison before the young man, unable to move like fish to be slaughtered.

The demonic artifacts they had previously forged had now vanished into thin air, leaving only a golden ravine in front of their knees.

Trembling, fearful, and bewildered.

They tried their best to awaken the demons, but the meridians within their bodies remained lifeless, as if locked by some indescribable force.

The five demon lords instinctively tried to raise their heads, but the moment they had this thought, their heads suddenly became extremely heavy, as if a giant mountain was pressing down on the back of their necks. The terrifying weight made it impossible for the five of them to raise their heads; their heads slammed to the ground.

Amidst billowing dust, the five arrogant Demon Lords of the Demon Dynasty immediately kowtowed deeply to the young man!

Silence fell over the room.

The cold, demonic aura still lingered in the sky, but the Great Dao itself seemed to have abandoned the five demon lords it had once favored, merely pacing back and forth in the heavens without any intention of descending to rescue them.

No matter how the Demon Lords mobilized the Great Dao or sought help from the Demonic Path, the aura of the Demonic Path merely wandered back and forth in the sky, not a single trace of it daring to respond to the Demon Lords' calls.

The reason is simple.

It dares not.

"It's ironic that even after such a long period of time, there are still human cultivators practicing demonic languages."

The young man then stood before the five men, sword in hand, his expression cold and aloof.

At this moment, the imperial aura emanating from his body continued to rise, and the group of demonic cultivators outside the ravine felt a sense of wanting to kneel and submit. Some of the demonic cultivators with lower cultivation levels immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

It was an instinctive reaction, not their conscious choice.

Just as one instinctively recoils when touching a flame and feeling pain, the actions of those demons kneeling and kowtowing before the demon cultivators were all purely instinctive!

Biological instincts.

Thump, thump...

One after another, one after another.

No one was spared. As the imperial might rose steadily, the demonic cultivators knelt down one after another, banging their heads on the ground, as if they wished to beg the young man for forgiveness in this way.

It's like... a minister who has made a mistake begging for the emperor's forgiveness.

"This is the Emperor's might..."

His legs were trembling violently, and his狰狞 face showed signs of unbearable pain.

This terrifying pressure was unlike anything he had ever seen in his life, and he even had a slight urge to kneel down.

just.

The corners of the disrespectful evil spirit's mouth curled up in a wicked way, as if he were quite interested in it. Although fear appeared on his face, there was also no shortage of excitement and agitation.

The disrespectful evil master chuckled: "Interesting, very interesting, hahahaha..."

His laughter immediately attracted the attention of Jiang Shaoguang and the others. Even the young man who had raised his hand to kill the five demon lords slowly raised his head and fixed his unwavering gaze on the disrespectful evil lord.

Cracks burst open one after another on his body, and in the blink of an eye, the gushing blood stained the disrespectful and evil lord with blood. However, he enjoyed it very much, as if he were taking a bath, and laughed with joy and excitement.

"This is imperial might. This sword... must be the sword of a powerful emperor who once shook the heavens and earth. The sword intent within it truly has the power to make all people submit."

"but--"

The disrespectful evil lord stared wide-eyed, shoved his right hand into his mouth, and bit down hard, tearing off his fingers and crushing his hand bones, letting the blood spurt from his mouth, enjoying the brief but pleasurable pain.

Cracks appeared on his body one by one, and at the same time, the blood that flowed down his body gradually emitted wisps of black smoke as it dripped onto the ground.

In an instant.

Jiang Shaoguang and the others suddenly felt a tightness in their chests, and heard a muffled groan in their ears.

Jiang Shaoguang turned around and was shocked to see Chu Chenxi slumped on the ground, her face ashen. She looked extremely uncomfortable and filled with fear, as if she would vomit at any moment.

Not only him, but even the battle-hardened soldiers of the Lantian Empire showed different abnormalities.

The spiritual energy within my body is in chaos...

Jiang Shaoguang held his breath, trying to suppress the fear rising in his heart and the increasingly boiling blood in his veins, and looked sternly at the disrespectful and evil lord in front of him.

Behind the figure bathed in blood, emerging, was a demon shrouded in blood.

His own unique demonic aura.

Murderous intent.

Pure killing intent.

That was the absolute killing intent generated after slaughtering countless living beings and annihilating countless cultivators.

Subtly, the imperial might emanating from the imperial sword was concealed by the killing intent. The legs of the disrespectful evil lord stopped trembling. He seemed no longer affected by the imperial might, but instead grinned wildly and continued to suck on his perfectly intact fingers.

He walked slowly and quietly to the young man's figure.

The disrespectful evil master did not cross the ditch, but stared straight at the young man.

The young man stared at him, his face remaining expressionless.

The disrespectful evil chuckled, then stroked the cracks on his arm, suddenly asking, "Do you know how these cracks on my body came about?"

"Most people who see this will think that I killed far too many people and fought to the death with far too many people, which is why I have these indelible scars... Hahahaha, how could that be?"

He touched every inch of his skin as if he were caressing a work of art.

Then, a dreamy smile appeared in his eyes, and he said lightly, "This is half of Immortal Nanxun's right arm."

In the blink of an eye, Fan Luokui seemed to understand something, and a terrifying rage suddenly burst forth from her golden dragon eyes!

That beast...

He seemed oblivious to the disrespect shown to the evil sovereign, and continued to stroke upwards with his fingers: "A little higher, this is the jade shoulder of the Sixth Fairy..."

"This is the profile of the Five Punishments Sword Master... This is the nose of the Southern Qin Immortal King, and this is the mouth of the Crimson Child Saint..."