Chapter 937: The Sovereign Arrives

Chapter 937: The Sovereign Arrives

“I never expected the Human Race to produce such a terrifying young prodigy!” The Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor’s body flashed with eight-colored radiance, and the bloody holes in his palms instantly healed.
He spoke coldly, “This emperor shall test you personally. Let’s see just how much weight you carry!”
The Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor charged forward again, two sharp spikes growing from his palms. With lightning speed, he thrust them toward Ning Xiaochuan’s brow and heart.
Ning Xiaochuan immediately activated Divine Dragon Speed, matching the Demon Emperor’s velocity as he transformed into a series of afterimages, narrowly evading the two strikes.
“Demon Thunder Path!”
Ning Xiaochuan clasped his hands together, and countless bolts of lightning surged from his palms, coalescing into a black thunderball.
With a simultaneous push of his palms, the thunderball shot toward the Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor’s head, sending him staggering back over ten steps. His powerful demonic body crashed into a stone wall, smashing straight through it.
The Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor climbed back to his feet, threads of lightning still crackling across his body.
His demonic physique was formidable, and though he hadn’t sustained severe injuries, his ferocity only intensified. The more he fought, the fiercer he became. Unwinding a thick iron chain from his waist, he launched another assault at Ning Xiaochuan.
While Ning Xiaochuan and the Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor battled, the Green Feather King also began gathering her power.
A mass of green flames condensed in her palm, taking the form of a phantom fire phoenix.
“Break!”
With a single palm strike, the Green Feather King sent the phantom phoenix hurtling toward the circular jade platform beneath her feet.
With a deafening explosion, the already cracked platform—previously damaged by the White Bone Bead—shattered into fragments under her attack, scattering into a pile of white rubble.
A violent shockwave erupted outward from the Green Feather King, obliterating over half of the Demon Prison.
Both Ning Xiaochuan and the Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor were sent flying by the overwhelming force, crashing through multiple stone walls. Ning Xiaochuan smashed through twelve walls before finally steadying himself, half-kneeling with one hand braced against the ground to halt his momentum.
The Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor crashed through fourteen walls, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he stared in shock at the green-robed woman emerging from the ruins of the Demon Prison.
As a Demon Emperor, he could sense the overwhelming demonic aura radiating from the Green Feather King with far greater clarity. In disbelief, he muttered, “How is this possible? Her demonic energy is far too refined… and it even carries traces of divine essence!”
“Is this the Green Feather King’s true strength? No wonder she’s a being from the Divine River Civilization. I truly underestimated her before.” Ning Xiaochuan knew her cultivation had only recovered by thirty percent, yet even that fraction of her power was terrifying.
“She must be the daughter of some deity from the Divine River Civilization, her veins flowing with Divine Blood,” Ning Xiaochuan thought to himself.
“Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor! Will you choose death… or submission?” The Green Feather King’s body blazed with green flames as a pair of magnificent wings, over 10 meters long, unfurled from her back. Step by step, she advanced toward him.
A playful smirk curled on her lips as she lightly stroked her chin, her gaze fixed on the Demon Emperor like a mischievous yet sinister young girl issuing a silent threat.
Seeing the Green Feather King's mischievous gaze, Ning Xiaochuan rubbed his temples and finally pieced things together—Little Red had been corrupted by her. He regretted ever letting the Green Feather King become Little Red’s mentor.
Their expressions and mannerisms were far too similar!
"Greetings, Lady Green Feather!"
The Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor knew better than to resist, recognizing he was no match for her. He immediately bowed in submission.
From the power she had just unleashed, it was clear her true strength was extraordinary, far surpassing that of an ordinary Supreme.
The Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor understood the Green Feather King’s formidable background—even the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor dared not kill her lightly. Now that her cultivation had recovered, pledging allegiance to her might bring him great fortune.
"You’re wise to submit. Rise! In time, you’ll see that following me was the right choice." The Green Feather King touched the tip of her nose, her brow quirking as she turned to Ning Xiaochuan, a sly glint in her eyes. "Ning Xiaochuan, will you choose death… or surrender?"
"What?"
Ning Xiaochuan had just stood up when her words struck him like a bolt.
Was she betraying him now?
"Hah! Just teasing!"
She patted his shoulder with a laugh. "As the Annihilation Path’s Fourth Generation Successor, you’re qualified to stand on equal footing with me. Who knows? I might even need your help someday. But listen—now that the God-Slaying Child is coming to the Great Yan World, you’d best avoid using Annihilation Path powers. If anyone recognizes you, you’ll be in deep trouble."
Her expression turned grave.
"Why? Are Annihilation Path successors so despised in the Divine River Civilization?" Ning Xiaochuan flicked away her jade hand from his shoulder.
The Green Feather King smirked. "Despised? That’s putting it lightly. Long ago, one of your predecessors nearly wiped out the entire Divine River Civilization. If your identity gets exposed, imagine the consequences."
"Nearly destroyed the Divine River Civilization? Who could wield such terrifying power?" Ning Xiaochuan was stunned.
The Divine River Civilization was beyond mortal comprehension—even deities might not grasp its true might. To the living beings of the Great Yan World, it was the Nine Heavens Divine Realm, a sacred and inviolable domain.
Who could annihilate such a colossal civilization?
Since the Green Feather King specified it was an Annihilation Path successor, it couldn’t have been the founder—only the second or third generation.
"Then… that person was either Sui Hanyu or her master?" Ning Xiaochuan exhaled deeply, overwhelmed by the shocking secrets the Green Feather King kept revealing.
The Green Feather King remained cryptic, saying, "You'll find out in time! Just know that if you don't want to be hunted every single day, it's best not to reveal the power of the Annihilation Path. The living beings of the Great Yan World may not know of the Annihilation Path, but the prodigies of the Divine River Civilization will undoubtedly recognize its successor."
Ning Xiaochuan asked, "Just how strong is the God-Slaying Child?"
The Green Feather King slightly furrowed her delicate brows. "The vastness of the Divine River Civilization is beyond your imagination. I can't even say for certain how many deities exist there, let alone the number of top-tier prodigies. But rest assured, there are outstanding individuals far more formidable than me—terrifyingly powerful. Only when you truly grow stronger will you stand a chance against them."
Boom!
The stone gate of one of the Demon Prisons shattered as Liao stepped out from within.
"Uncle Liao, has your cultivation recovered to thirty percent?" the Green Feather King asked.
Ning Xiaochuan's gaze fixed on Liao, his mind racing. Liao's power is truly unfathomable—he actually broke the Quasi-God Rules of the Heavenly Dream Demon Emperor with his own strength. What an extraordinary being.
Liao looked at the Green Feather King with gentle eyes and nodded. "The first Gate of Humans and Gods in the Manggu Plains has opened. The rulers and the God-Slaying Child from the Demon Flood God Domain will soon descend upon the Tianxu Continent. Princess, we must enter the Sealing God Cave before they arrive."
"I'll follow your arrangements, Uncle Liao," the Green Feather King agreed.
Suddenly, Liao's expression sharpened. He raised his head slightly, a faint smile curling at his lips. "They’re coming faster than expected. The aura feels familiar—an old friend, perhaps?"
What does Liao mean by that?
Before Ning Xiaochuan could ponder further, his Seven Orifices Demonic Heart violently trembled. A terrifying killing intent, emanating from thousands of kilometers away, was rapidly approaching the Demonic Beast Holy Nation.
The opponent's cultivation was immense, and they made no effort to conceal their power or murderous intent.
Who could be coming to the Demonic Beast Holy Nation? A powerhouse from the Divine River Civilization? Ning Xiaochuan glanced at Liao and finally understood his earlier words.
It seemed a formidable expert from the Divine River Civilization was indeed descending upon the Demonic Beast Holy Nation.
"Let’s go. I’ll head out as well," Liao said, clasping his hands behind his back as he strode toward the Demon Prison’s exit. As he passed Ning Xiaochuan, he gave him a meaningful look. "Successor of the Annihilation Path, beware. From this moment on, the entire world will be your enemy."
Liao, the Green Feather King, the Octagonal Horn Demon Emperor, the Golden Horn Demon King, and the Silver Horn Demon King all moved toward the exit, while Ning Xiaochuan rushed deeper into the Demon Prison—he still had to rescue the Seven Mysteries Daoist.
Meanwhile, the Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon took a single step into the Great Dream Marsh, causing the entire marsh to tremble violently.
The Demon Kings and Demon Queens within the Great Dream Marsh were all startled, their gazes turning toward the source of the overwhelming, oppressive force radiating from the Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon.
"Roar! Roar!"
Over a dozen Supreme Ancient Corpses followed behind the Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon.
From their mouths spewed ink-like deathly corpse qi, accompanied by piercing, mournful howls.
"The Demon King and Demon Queen of the Great Dream Marsh, come forth at once and pay homage to your sovereign." The Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon raised the blood-stained Rainbow Battle Spear overhead, releasing a bolt of lightning from its tip that shot into the sky, transforming the entire firmament into a sea of lightning.
Crack!
The Thunder God Demon Emperor, who had been hiding within the clouds, was struck down by the Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon’s attack, crashing to the ground in a wretched state.
His armor shattered and his body covered in wounds, the Thunder God Demon Emperor stared at the Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon in terror and demanded, "Who are you?"
"Such ignorance, not even recognizing my esteemed self. How utterly foolish." The Nine-Headed Purple Flood Dragon let out a cold laugh. "I shall forgive your ignorance, for you are but a mere native of the Great Yan World."