He had a head of long silver hair, and his robust and straight body was wrapped in a silver windbreaker. His entire body was wrapped in a dark red invisible astral energy, emitting a frightening power.
He stood straight on the peak of the mountain, looking into the distance. He gave off the feeling that he was an iron tower standing on the peak of the mountain.
Thick, wild, and filled with a sense of calmness.
Because his back was facing Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan wasn't able to see his face at all. He could only see his back.
Even so, the instant he saw this familiar figure, Ye Xuan, who was originally gasping for breath, instantly quietened down. He couldn't help but tightly clench his fists as he tried his best to maintain his calm.
However, even though he tried his best to maintain this calmness, his body was still trembling due to the huge fluctuations in his emotions. His eyes gradually became moist.
This was because he couldn't be more familiar with this figure!
Even if he didn't see his face, Ye Xuan still knew who he was.
"You …"
Just as he was about to speak, the tall and straight figure slowly turned around.
As he turned around, an exceptionally handsome face that was pierced through by an eye-catching scar appeared in Ye Xuan's line of sight. A face that seemed unfamiliar yet familiar appeared in Ye Xuan's line of sight.
He had long, flowing silver hair and an eye-catching scar on his exceptionally handsome face. The scar ran from the left side of his forehead through his left eye to the left side of his face. It was as if there was a ferocious centipede crawling on his face, forcibly splitting his handsome face into two halves, causing his handsome face to be filled with a vicious aura.
He didn't wear any other clothes on his upper body, only the specially made silver windbreaker draped over his body. At the same time, it revealed his robust muscles and body, as well as the densely packed wounds on his body.
Amongst the densely packed wounds, there were two that were the most obvious.
These two wounds were forty centimeters long, extending from his left and right chest to his left and right lower abdomen, forming an eye-catching "X". Combined with his robust body and the scar on his handsome face, it caused his entire body to be filled with an indescribable ruthlessness and wildness!
Just from his appearance alone, one could tell that he had an extremely fiery temper!
This was definitely a lord that no one dared to provoke.
It was hard to imagine how he managed to survive with so many injuries on his back.
His name was Derek, and the people outside gave him a supreme title – Saint Devil!
Ye Xuan's body trembled violently as he looked at the Saint Devil Derek, who was covered in wounds and even had his face destroyed. He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. He allowed the tears in his eyes to swirl, but didn't let him stay.
It was hard for him to imagine what kind of willpower the man in front of him had to carry a body full of injuries and still be so strong like a little giant that held up the sky.
Ye Xuan looked at him, and he looked at Ye Xuan.
Their eyes met, and neither of them dodged or evaded.
A feeling that they hadn't felt for a long time filled their hearts!
Perhaps it was because their auras were too strong, or perhaps it was because the climate had changed too much, but a strong wind suddenly blew on top of the mountain, causing the surrounding flowers and trees to sway and rustle.
Boom!
In the next moment, a dull explosion sounded out.
The force beneath Ye Xuan and the Saint Devil Derek's feet exploded as they charged out at the same time.
The moment they charged out, the two of them waved their fists and smashed towards each other without dodging.
"Bam …"
"Puchi …"
In the next moment, Ye Xuan's fist smashed into the Saint Devil Derek's face, while the Saint Devil Derek's fist smashed into Ye Xuan's face.
Bright red blood spurted out of their mouths, and the powerful force sent both sides flying.
"Tap, tap, tap …"
Ye Xuan was forced back more than twenty meters before he was able to stabilize himself. However, the Saint Devil Derek only took five steps back before he was able to stabilize himself.
Stabilizing his body, a faint smile appeared on the Saint Devil Derek's face as he looked at Ye Xuan, who was sent flying more than twenty meters away. He slowly raised his hand and hooked his finger at Ye Xuan.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan's expression turned cold. Battle intent surged in his eyes as he exerted force from his legs. A ferocious force exploded out as he charged towards the Saint Devil Derek with his wild battle strength. He swung his fist and smashed it towards him.
The Saint Devil Derek grinned, revealing two rows of pure white teeth. He similarly swung his fist towards Ye Xuan.
"Bam!"
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Dull sounds of collisions rang out continuously from the summit of the mountain.
You punch, I punch, no one dodged, no one said a word, until one side couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.
As they fought each other crazily, bright red blood continuously sprayed out from Ye Xuan and the Saint Devil Derek's mouths.
However, there was not a trace of pain on their faces. There was only an unprecedented carefree and happy expression.
This was because this was the unique way for two men to comfort each other every time they met again.
Because all the emotions of the two men were contained in their fists.
"Lord Madman, the two of them are …"
When Li Chunyang, who was slowly climbing up the mountain peak, saw this scene, his expression couldn't help but change. Just as he was about to rush over to help Ye Xuan, he was stopped by Lin Feng, causing Li Chunyang to be extremely puzzled.
"Don't say anything … Just stand to the side and watch quietly.
"Mad Demon Lin Feng did not explain, but spoke with a smile on his face.
Although he didn't understand what was going on, Li Chunyang still listened to Mad Demon Lin Feng's words and lightly nodded his head. He stood on the spot and quietly watched Ye Xuan and the Saint Devil Derek fight each other.
After careful observation, Li Chunyang realized that no matter if it was Ye Xuan or the Saint Devil Derek, neither of them used the Supreme Force within their bodies. Instead, they used the strength of their bodies to fight each other.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Dull sounds of collisions resounded endlessly on the mountain peak.
"Plop!"
In the end, Ye Xuan was the first to be unable to withstand it. He was sent flying by the Saint Devil Derek's punch, and his knees went limp as he heavily fell to the ground. He gasped heavily for breath, unable to get up again.
"You've lost!"
Looking at Ye Xuan, who was lying on the ground and unable to get up again, the Saint Devil Derek's face was filled with smiles as he spoke in a calm manner.
This guy had been fighting with Ye Xuan for so long, yet he didn't even gasp for breath. He didn't even have a single drop of sweat on his forehead. One could imagine just how strong this guy's physical strength was.
"No …" This doesn't count. I ran all the way from the foot of the mountain, and I've already used up more than half of my stamina! "Huff, puff …"
Hearing the Saint Devil Derek's words, Ye Xuan lay on the stone slab, panting heavily as he spoke with difficulty.
"Come on, you at least have a brand new body. Look at my body, it's covered in wounds. I'm an old, weak, and crippled soldier …"
The Saint Devil Derek walked over to Ye Xuan's side and sat down. He took out two jugs of wine from the ring on his hand and handed one to Ye Xuan. He held the remaining jug in his hand and started drinking.
The Saint Devil Derek's words caused Ye Xuan to be stunned. Looking at the wounds on his body, Ye Xuan sat up, extended his hand to embrace the Saint Devil Derek's shoulder, and laughed loudly as he said, "Alright, you win this round!"
"Then you must remember to follow the old rules!"
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, the Saint Devil Derek turned his head and grinned.
"No problem!" "Come, drink!"
Ye Xuan straightforwardly agreed. He held the wine jug in his hand and clashed it with the wine jug in the Saint Devil Derek's hand.
After that, the two of them chatted as they drank.
"I've heard about you from Ah Feng and Ainina. We knew that you would come back one day!"
The Saint Devil Derek raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine. His face was filled with reminiscence and complexity as he spoke in a low voice, "However, now that you've finally returned, our home is gone. The Demonic Palace has been destroyed and no longer exists …"
"Back then, Ah Feng and I led our brothers to defend it with our lives, but … In the end, we were still unable to defend it! "I'm sorry, brother!"
At the end of his words, the Saint Devil Derek's heart was filled with a strong sense of self-blame and guilt.
"What nonsense are you saying? I should be the one who has let you down. If I had been a little more careful and prepared back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this. It was my mistake that caused everyone to suffer! I am the one who has let everyone down! "
Ye Xuan extended his hand and heavily patted the Saint Devil Derek's shoulder. A deep sense of guilt appeared on his face as he spoke in a low and apologetic voice.
As the leader of the Demonic Palace, he was the one who was unable to protect everyone.
"Alright, we're all brothers. Don't blame each other here!" Our home is gone, so we can just take it back and build it back up! "
When Lin Feng, who was in the distance, saw this scene, he couldn't help but smile helplessly. He brought Li Chunyang with him and walked to their side, patting their shoulders as he spoke with a smile.
"Young Master Xuan, you guys chat. I'll go get you some good wine."
Looking at Ye Xuan, Mad Demon Lin Feng, and Saint Devil Derek's familiar appearances, Li Chunyang felt that it was a bit awkward and unnecessary to stand here. He immediately turned around and walked down the mountain.
"Pure Yang!"
Seeing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but turn around and wave at Li Chunyang, "Don't go, come here!"
Li Chunyang lightly nodded his head and walked over to Ye Xuan's side.
"Pure Yang, let me introduce you. This is our good brother, Derek!"
"Ah Di, this is our new brother, Li Chunyang!"
Afterwards, Ye Xuan introduced him to the Saint Devil Derek.
"Derek? He was once one of the Nine Great Demon Kings of the Western Asura World, the Saint Devil Derek?
"Hearing Ye Xuan's introduction, Li Chunyang was stunned. He blankly stared at the Saint Devil Derek, his face filled with deep shock and astonishment.
He had heard countless rumors and stories about the Saint Devil Derek, but he never thought that he would actually be able to see it with his own eyes.
Moreover, his heart was filled with doubt and shock towards Ye Xuan's identity. He obviously didn't expect that he would be able to call himself a brother of the once famous Saint Devil Derek!
Then, what was his true identity?
"It's just a false reputation. You are Ah Xuan's brother, so you are my brother. If there's anything in the future, we must take care of each other!"
Looking at Li Chunyang's shocked expression, the Saint Devil Derek couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. He stretched out his hand and patted Li Chunyang's shoulder as he said with a smile.
"Then I'll have to trouble Lord Saint Devil in the future …"
Li Chunyang replied with a smile.
"Don't call us Saint Devil Lord or Mad Demon Lord. Just call us by our names in the future!"
Mad Demon Lin Feng also stretched out his hand and patted Li Chunyang's shoulder as he spoke straightforwardly.
"This …"
Li Chunyang was stunned, feeling somewhat overwhelmed by the favor.
After all, his status and identity were far inferior to that of the Mad Demon Lin Feng and the Saint Devil Derek.
"Alright, Pure Yang, I've never treated you as an outsider, but as a brother … From now on, you can call me as they say!"
Seeing that Li Chunyang still wanted to say something, Ye Xuan waved his hand to interrupt him.
"Yes sir!"
Li Chunyang hesitated for a moment before lightly nodding his head.
Ye Xuan looked deeply at Li Chunyang before speaking in a low voice.
"Pure Yang, I've hidden it from you for so long. I should let you know my true identity and some things!"
"Young Master Xuan, your true identity?"
Li Chunyang was stunned when he heard Ye Xuan's words.
Ye Xuan lightly nodded his head and spoke at a moderate pace.
"Actually, I'm not Ye Xuan, but the Demon Lord!"
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