Immortal Martial Emperor

"You dare touch her and see what happens!"

The calm voice boomed like thunder, as if it belonged to a Demon God from the Nine Netherworld, carrying an endless, boundless rage.

The mere roar of the voice was enough to deafen many Blood Demon Palace disciples. They clutched their heads in agony, blood pouring from their noses and mouths.

Tang Zhan whipped his head around, his face turning pale. "Hong Yu?"

In the void, a black shadow of light, like a bolt of black lightning, shot toward them. With a single flicker, it crossed a thousand meters, its speed rivaling a shooting star.

'Wha-what kind of speed is this?' Tang Zhan felt a chill in his heart.

He unconsciously took two steps back.

A group of Blood Demon Palace disciples gathered, a force of two hundred strong, facing a formidable enemy.

BOOM!

A tempest swept through.

The black Demon Shadow had already arrived, crashing down upon the earth like a falling star.

BANG!

The moment he landed, his legs slammed violently into the ground.

The thick soil shattered inch by inch. Fissures spiderwebbed outwards, some as deep as five meters—and this was merely the impact from his landing.

A wave of scorching hot air surged outwards.

This was the air, ignited by his high-speed flight.

HUHU!

With a tremor of his wings, the six Divine Demon Wings on Hong Yu's back, like those of a Demon, pulsed with a pitch-black aura.

His cold gaze swept over and landed on Xu Wudi.

At this moment, Xu Wudi was in a wretched state.

Her hands were bound, and she was suspended high in the air. Her body was covered in hideous, glaring wounds, dripping with blood and so deep that bone was visible.

With her hair disheveled, where was the imposing figure of the First True Dragon, the Violent Dragon of the past?

"Wudi!"

Hong Yu's Divine Demon Wings stirred.

No one saw how he moved. They only saw his figure blur in place and then reappear.

However, in less than the blink of an eye, Hong Yu had already rescued Xu Wudi and was holding her in his arms.

"Hong? Hong Yu?"

Xu Wudi weakly opened her eyes.

Hong Yu shook his head. "Don't speak. Swallow this Spirit Pill and rest quietly."

He placed a Fifth-grade Healing Spirit Pill into Xu Wudi's mouth. The pill's medicinal essence began to circulate, nourishing her injured body.

Xu Wudi felt as if she had just returned from the gates of hell.

The Essence of Life that had been draining from her was replenished by the pill's power. However, her injuries were far too severe; even a Fifth-Grade Spirit Pill couldn't heal her quickly.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I've dragged you down again." A pained smile appeared on Xu Wudi's pale face.

Hong Yu clenched his teeth, shaking his head, unable to speak.

'What a kind girl.'

'What a pitiful girl.'

Born a woman, she should have been the happy, treasured daughter of a prominent family, living a carefree life.

But for the sake of her family's continuation, she constantly pushed her own potential, training relentlessly and bitterly.

The world only saw her flamboyance and brilliance when she claimed the title of First True Dragon. Who could possibly understand the hardship and bloodshed she had endured to achieve it?

At this very moment, surrounded and attacked by a group of burly men, she was gravely injured, on the verge of death.

Yet her first thought wasn't of revenge, but of guilt and remorse for dragging Hong Yu into this.

That remorseful, bitter smile on her bloodless, pale face was like a needle plunging deep into Hong Yu's heart.

He suppressed his surging rage and killing intent, forcing a smile. "Don't overthink it. You need to rest now."

"Y-you have to go!"

Xu Wudi shook her head, a bitter smile on her lips. "There's a mysterious expert from the Blood Demon Palace who has snuck in. You're no match for him."

Hong Yu smiled faintly. "Don't be afraid. As long as I'm here, there's no one to fear! Right now, you need to get some sleep." As he spoke, a gentle wave of Spiritual Power flowed into her body. Utterly exhausted, Xu Wudi gradually closed her eyes under the soothing influence of the Spiritual Power.

A single, glistening tear escaped the corner of her eye.

It seemed to be a tear of self-blame and regret.

This only intensified the feeling in Hong Yu's heart, as if it were being twisted by a knife.

He took a deep breath, summoned Xingtian, and handed Xu Wudi to him. "Protect her!"

"Yes, Big Brother!"

Xingtian nodded honestly.

He carefully held Xu Wudi, standing to the side like a great Sky Pillar.

At that moment, Hong Yu finally turned his gaze to the wary Tang Zhan and the other Blood Demon Palace experts. The corners of his lips curved up in a chilling smile. "Good. Good. Good! Very good. Excellent!"

He uttered five words of praise. Each one was sharp and resonant, brimming with infinite killing intent.

Hong Yu gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with a blood-red light. "You dared to treat Wudi like this... Very good. I'm so happy. I'm so, so happy..."

"Happy?"

Tang Zhan and the others were all stunned.

Xu Wudi had been tortured to such a state, and Hong Yu was saying he was happy?

Despite his words, the awe-inspiring killing intent surging from Hong Yu still sent an icy chill through everyone's hearts, making their legs tremble.

Hong Yu bared his teeth in a cruel smile. The six Divine Demon Wings behind him seemed to sense the infinite rage in his heart, vibrating gently and shimmering with a strange black light.

"I don't like killing. I really don't. Because every time I kill, I'm struck by the fragility of life. However..."

Hong Yu took a deep breath, his frigid gaze as cold as Ten Thousand Years Cold Ice, making one's body and soul shudder. "When facing you, I don't need to have such feelings. Because in my eyes, you are no longer human. You are a pack of irredeemable Demons, guilty of the Ten Evils. So today, I can finally kill without any burden!"

HISS!

Everyone sucked in a sharp, cold breath.

What kind of person was the most terrifying?

Not a madman, not an expert, not even a blood-soaked butcher...

The truly terrifying one is a person who has become indifferent to the existence of life itself!

Right now, Hong Yu had become indifferent to their two hundred-plus lives. In his eyes, killing them all would probably be no different from chopping up a piece of rotten wood.

"H-Hong Yu, don't be so arrogant! The Blood Demon Palace has over a thousand experts! They'll be here soon, and then there will be no escape for you, no matter where you run!"

"That's right! Once our Blood Demon Palace experts make their move, you're dead for sure!"

"I advise you to surrender without a fight. That way, we can at least leave you a complete corpse!"

Several Blood Demon Palace Core Disciples suppressed the fear in their hearts and spat out cold curses.

A frigid smile touched Hong Yu's lips. "Leave me a complete corpse? Heh heh, should I be thanking you for that?"

"You..."

The Blood Demon Palace disciple was about to speak.

Suddenly, his eyes flew wide open. His pupils dilated and went vacant, a trace of confusion in them. Even at the moment of his death, he had no idea how he had died.

The instant his body collapsed, a streak of blue light shot out from within him.

It was one of the Nine Feather Flying Knives.

As the blue light left his body, the Blood Demon Palace disciple's corpse suddenly exploded, blowing apart into a shower of flesh and blood.

Stumbling backward, the disciples who had just been glaring at him with arrogant bravado were silenced by this indefensible attack from the Flying Saber. They all fell silent, their eyes wide with terror.

"Who else was just saying they'd leave me a complete corpse?" Hong Yu asked indifferently.

It was as if, in his eyes, he hadn't just killed a person.

It was no more than an ant.

"H-Hong Yu, what in the world are you planning to do?" Tang Zhan forced back his fear, his eyes nearly splitting with rage and terror.

While he shouted, he secretly crushed a Sensing Spirit Plate.

Hong Yu's eyes flickered. "Tang Zhan, thank you!"

"Huh?"

Tang Zhan froze, not understanding.

Hong Yu grinned. "I mean, thank you for secretly notifying the other members of the Blood Demon Palace!"

"Y-you... how did you know?"

Tang Zhan asked in terror.

'My movements when I crushed the Sensing Spirit Plate were extremely subtle! Even an expert of the same realm standing right next to me shouldn't have been able to notice!'

But Hong Yu didn't answer him. He cracked his neck, producing a series of sharp "POP POP" sounds, and started walking toward them.

"How I know isn't important. What's important is that more and more people from the Blood Demon Palace will be coming here soon."

He glanced at the dense, lush green forest.

Hong Yu narrowed his eyes and murmured, "Autumn is coming soon, isn't it?"

"Huh?"

The Blood Demon Palace experts exchanged blank looks, having no idea what Hong Yu meant.

Hong Yu continued, "Well, normally in autumn, the maple leaves should be turning bright red, covering the mountainsides. But this place is green all over. There's no hint of autumn. That's not good. That's really not good at all."

"..."

The expressions of the Blood Demon Palace experts changed drastically as they slowly began to understand.

"Run!"

Someone screamed.

On the verge of a mental collapse, the Blood Demon Palace experts scattered like birds and beasts.

But Hong Yu just sneered. "Run? You think you can escape from me?"

"Divine Demon Wings, shake the void!"

Hong Yu let out a low roar.

The six Divine Demon Wings on his back suddenly vibrated, emitting a layer of black light. With a SWISH, his figure shot forward.

His speed was unbelievably fast.

He didn't even move his hands, keeping them crossed over his chest. He merely extended his Divine Demon Wings as they vibrated.

The Divine Demon Wings, a full ten meters long, were like razor-sharp blades.

Wherever he passed, everything—be it trees or Blood Demon Palace experts—was sliced clean in half by the sharp wings, severed at the waist, sending blood flying everywhere.

In a single flash, dozens of Blood Demon Palace disciples were slaughtered.

Every single one of them was cut in two, with no complete corpse left behind!

"Demon! You're a Demon! Stay away..."

In the blink of an eye, over fifty people had died at Hong Yu's hands. Blood flooded the ground, dyeing the forest red. The Blood Demon Palace disciples broke down completely.

"Demon?"

A cold sneer appeared on Hong Yu's face. "Compared to you, I'm not evil enough!"

The Divine Demon Wings vibrated once more.

SPLURT! SPLURT! SPLURT!

Like a merciless cutting machine, he continued to slay the experts of the Blood Demon Palace.

After just a few passes, he was like a dark Death God, having slaughtered a total of two hundred and twenty people.

By now, the entire forest was filled with a hazy, crimson light. It was dripping with fresh blood, which flowed in rivers. It was a mountain of corpses in a Sea of Blood.

Every single person was the same.

All of them had been brutally sliced in half at the waist by the Divine Demon Wings, killed where they stood.

Only Tang Zhan and ten other Blood Demon Palace disciples remained, their legs having given out from under them as they sat slumped on the ground.

Which of them hadn't killed before? Who among them hadn't seen blood?

But a frenzied massacre like this one, carried out by someone who seemed like an Asura, leaving behind nothing but dripping blood and strewn corpses wherever he went—who had ever witnessed such a thing?

Suddenly faced with such a scene, who wouldn't be afraid?

Tang Zhan trembled uncontrollably. "H-Hong Yu, we can talk about this. J-just don't kill me! I promise, I can be your slave! After we leave this place, I can give you the entire Tang Family..."

Hong Yu glanced at him.

He shook his head with a strange, clicking laugh. "Sorry, but having a slave like you would be an embarrassment."

As his voice fell, his Divine Demon Wings stirred, about to slaughter the dozen or so remaining people.

But at that exact moment, a sharp, cold voice suddenly came from beyond the heavens...

"Insolent Hong Yu, you're courting death!"