Chapter 604
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Irreversible History
"Lord Black Dragon, I've never seen him in the Demon Realm," said one of the Twelve Demon Sovereigns.
One of the Twelve Demon Sovereigns spoke. Black Dragon nodded noncommittally.
He'd been the ruler of the Demon Realm for a thousand years, yet he'd never seen such a person.
However, judging from his aura, he was far stronger than the Twelve Demon Sovereigns. In fact, he was even stronger than the ruler of the Demon Realm.
"Can he defeat the white-clothed man?" Su Yiyun couldn't help but ask. Black Dragon arched his brows. "Maybe."
"Is that so?"
Su Yiyun nodded calmly. His expression darkened, but he didn't say anything else.
The white-clothed man smiled wryly as he watched Kui Yin get into a fighting stance.
"That's right, it was the same back then. Although you don't have a good impression of the Demon Realm, you're still one of them."
He slowly raised his hand. The moment he did so, he could feel the Laws of Heaven and Earth swirling around him.
"I wasn't your match back then, but today …."
Before he finished speaking, the white-clothed man's hand curled and grabbed at Kui Yin.
"You can't stop me!"
Kui Yin felt the Qi of Heaven and Earth pressing against his body. He tried his best to break free from the restraints …
The white-clothed man pointed at him. Kui Yin's pupils constricted, and he raised his arms.
Thud.
His feet left a long trail on the ground. Purplish red blood dripped from the corner of his mouth. His crescent-shaped eyes slowly turned into two, glowing with a fiery light ….
"Again!"
Kui Yin was a fighter who used pure strength. It could be said that all Demon Realm members were like this.
The heavens created them and gave them strong bodies. They believed in the power that brought them strength. In their eyes, only those sanctimonious fellows from the God Realm would play around with spirit techniques and spirit techniques.
They only believed in their own strength ….
Strength alone could defeat ten!
Regardless of what spiritual technique his opponent used, he could shatter it with a single punch.
Kui Yin's every step created cracks in the ground. The white-clothed man stood still as he watched Kui Yin run over.
Boom.
His fist collided with Kui Yin's.
Crack.
A crisp sound came from Kui Yin's arm. His powerful arm immediately became deformed as he flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
Dong, dong, dong.
Kui Yin's body kept crashing into the buildings outside the Demonic Dragon Palace. Finally, he fell into the ruins with his head tilted to one side.
Black Dragon and the Twelve Demon Sovereigns' eyelids twitched …
Was he even human?
"Using fists is also my favorite."
The white-robed man shook his head, and the faint golden light behind him slowly dissipated. Ye Zichen frowned. The moment the man swung his fist, he felt a sense of familiarity.
That feeling …
Looking at the Bone Ring on his hand, the shadow behind the man seemed to be the Dragon Clan's secret manual that the old Dragon God had taught him.
Could he be a member of the Dragon Clan?
Whoosh …
At this moment, a golden dot of light suddenly appeared in the distance of the Demonic Dragon Palace. The white-clothed man raised his head in confusion. When the speck of light gradually approached, the white-clothed man's eyes widened.
"Great Sage!"
"Brother, I, Old Sun, am here!" The Great Sage flew over on his Somersault Cloud, while Yuan Hong, Su Liu 'er and co. stood on top of him.
"Who told you guys to come over? Did Fatty get there too late?"
The white-clothed man roared. The Great Sage rolled his eyes in annoyance, then walked in front of Ye Zichen and patted his shoulder, "Thank goodness you're fine.
"Thank goodness you're fine. What's with the blood on your body?"
"Someone else's," Ye Zichen smiled. The Great Sage nodded in satisfaction, "That's good."
"Why did you guys come over!?"
The white-shirted man seemed to be in a bit of a panic. He continuously searched for Fatty Yin's position. Only then did Su Liu 'er speak.
Su Liu 'er finally spoke up, "That fatty stayed with my lil' sis in the back mountains of the fox yaos."
Dong.
The white-clothed man forcefully stomped his foot on the ground. Soon after, he turned around and gloomily looked at Hei Long's group. The demons all lowered their heads. They really couldn't deal with this deity.
"Liu 'er-jie."
"Where's lil 'sis?" Su Liu' er scanned the surroundings, but did not see Su Yan.
"She …" Just as Ye Zichen was about to speak, the white-clothed man walked in front of them with a frown. "Go back first. I'll come and save Su Yan later!"
"No!" Su Liu 'er replied firmly. "I have to bring my lil' sis back."
As soon as she finished speaking, nine white tails appeared behind her, and the color of her clothes gradually turned light blue.
Whoosh …
A cold wind blew past, causing the sand and stones on the ground to fly into the air.
She suddenly took a step forward and looked coldly at Gu Li.
"Return my lil 'sis."
"Can you guys stop messing around and come with me?" the white-clothed man grabbed Su Liu 'er's arm and pulled her back.
"Let go!" Su Liu 'er glared at him. Although she knew very well that the master in front of her was not someone she could compare to, no one could stop her from saving her lil' sis!
"Liu 'er-jie, just listen to me once. Hurry up and leave! I'll definitely save Su Yan. I won't let her get into any danger! "
The white-clothed man panicked. Su Liu 'er struggled out of his grip.
"I'll save my own little sister!"
Ye Zichen looked at the situation in front of him in confusion. Just what's going on? The white-clothed man can clearly do whatever he wants here, right?
Wouldn't it be over if he just killed everyone in the Demon Realm? Why did he drag Su Liu 'er back?
Also, why did he call Su Liu 'er Liu' er-jie? What the hell is going on?
And he keeps censoring his face? Is he afraid of people?
"Hurry up and hand over my lil 'sis!" Su Liu 'er glared at Black Dragon and Gu Li. The coldness in the surroundings grew stronger and stronger, while a layer of frost had already formed on the palace.
Su Liu'er's nine tails danced in the howling winds.
Black Dragon squinted his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
"A Heavenly Nine-Tailed Fox. Isn't that a primordial divine beast from the Yao Realm? Why did it come to the Three Realms?"
However, from the looks of it, it's only a half-step Immortal King. It doesn't pose much of a threat to Black Dragon. What makes him feel threatened is the white-clothed man.
"Gu Li, let them go."
Just as Black Dragon was about to give in, the Great Sage couldn't help but speak up.
"Why are you talking so much to them? Just hit them with the rod and they'll all listen!"
With that, he charged into the Black Dragon Palace with his rod. Su Liu 'er also stepped in …
"Don't!"
The white-clothed man roared. He raised his hand in an attempt to grab them back.
"Puny yao actually dared to step foot into the Demon Realm?
"Su Liu 'er!"
Yuan Hong immediately stood in front of Su Liu 'er. The white-clothed man took a few steps back in a daze.
Both the Great Sage and Yuan Hong had two bowl-sized holes on their bodies. Their eyes gradually dimmed as they stumbled and fell to the ground.
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