Chapter 1503

"Black Tiger, the Demon Emperor is about to die, do you want to give him a finishing blow?" Lan Tiansheng grinned, looking at Black Tiger, secretly being mischievous.

Black Tiger flared up: "Lan Tiansheng, you still dare to scheme against me?"

"Cough, cough, cough."

Overwhelmed with emotion, he began to cough violently, blood streaming from the corner of his mouth; he quickly staunched his wound, preventing it from tearing further.

"No, Black Tiger, you've always wanted to kill the Demon Emperor, haven't you? We've come this far; for the final blow, if you don't do it, who will?"

Black Tiger didn't act, but instead looked toward the others.

"Diewumeng, it's your turn to act; the Demon Emperor is powerless to resist, go kill him." Black Tiger, having learned his lesson this time, didn't act himself but had Diewumeng test the waters; likewise, he also wanted Diewumeng to take the risk, hoping that if the Demon Emperor still had a hidden move, Diewumeng would fall victim to it.

Among the many Demon Kings, Diewumeng poses the greatest threat to him and is the strongest; Black Tiger naturally fears her.

Against the other Demon Kings, he might find a way to escape, but with this woman Diewumeng, he cannot guarantee his escape; she is too dangerous, so he must find a way to wound her, preferably killing her with the Demon Emperor's hidden move, so he can leave unharmed.

Diewumeng smiled: "Black Tiger, such an important matter should definitely be left to you; I don't want to steal your glory."

"Only by slaying the Demon Emperor can one take that throne; do you want to yield the Demon Emperor's position to me?"

"If you don't want that throne, I'd be happy to take it."

Having said that, she stepped forward two paces, provoking Black Tiger.

Black Tiger indeed lost his composure, but he didn't act; instead he urged: "Diewumeng, quit the chatter, hurry up and strike."

He wants the Demon Emperor's throne, yet he also doesn't want to take risks, preferring to let others try first.

Black Tiger has grown wiser; he won't risk it again, for his body can no longer endure such danger—at least, not now.

"Black Tiger, wait—don't you regret it later."

Diewumeng walked forward, seeming truly intent on killing the Demon Emperor; after a few meters, she was about to approach the Mangshan Demon Emperor.

The Hornet King and Bai Xinlan weren't in a rush; they were happy to watch this unfold, as long as they didn't have to act, they wouldn't feel anxious.

Lan Tiansheng watched Black Tiger with interest, asking, "Are you in a hurry?"

"We've come this far, and you're still not in a hurry?"

Diewumeng approached the Mangshan Demon Emperor, lowered her head to behold his massive form, as huge as a mountain, yet exuding a terrifying aura; Dragon Might blended with his Demon Emperor's pressure, forming a Protector that subdued all who approached.

The Mangshan Demon Emperor's eyes shifted, and he coldly said: "I never imagined I would die at your hands, Diewumeng."

Diewumeng bowed her head: "Demon Emperor, I don't want to kill you, but they forced me to; I have no choice, I truly cannot refuse—if I don't act, they might turn on me, so I'm sorry."

The Mangshan Demon Emperor threw his head back and laughed: "Hahaha, Diewumeng, you're still as cautious as ever."

"Come closer if you want to kill this king; why stand so far away?"

"Even though I look like this, are you still afraid of me?"

Diewumeng nodded: "The Demon Emperor's aura is terrifying; I naturally fear it."

"The Demon Emperor has ruled the Mangshan Demon Palace for years; his residual might remains, so even wounded, I dare not act against him."

"How about this: let the Demon Emperor end his own life—it would give him a dignified exit."

The Mangshan Demon Emperor blinked, evidently not expecting Diewumeng to be so shameless as to urge him to commit suicide.

"Hahaha, Diewumeng, you're still you, still so cunning, wanting this emperor to end himself—impossible."

"Come on, make your move; this emperor awaits your strike."

Diewumeng's eyes flickered as she smiled at the Mangshan Demon Emperor; that smile, that gaze, changed his expression—before, he could ignore her eyes and her divine abilities, remaining unbeguiled.

But now, gravely wounded, he held on for a moment, his eyes gradually glazing over.

Then he lost consciousness.

Lost in a dream world, he could no longer awaken.

His gaze dimmed, his body followed, collapsing before he could even strike—he had already… fallen.

Diewumeng smiled, clenched her palm, and a sword appeared in her hand; stepping lightly, she approached the Mangshan Demon Emperor's skull, sliced off his head with one blow; the massive head hit the ground, then hovered in midair under her control.

"Everyone, this is my spoil."

"Do you want it?"

She took that head.

The Mangshan Demon Emperor did nothing; his head was simply severed, and his body was taken away as well.

Diewumeng had no intention of giving it to them; she had long coveted that body and would not yield it to others.

With a single thought, she gathered everything—even the blood on the ground—leaving nothing behind.

Having done all that, Diewumeng said satisfiedly: "Not bad, not bad; thanks for your generosity, everyone."

Black Tiger's face darkened as he glared at Diewumeng, reaching out: "Diewumeng, hand over the Demon Emperor's Monster Pill."

He could give her other things, but the Monster Pill— that single inner core of the Demon Emperor—must be his.

Black Tiger would not allow Diewumeng to obtain the Monster Pill; this woman is dangerous—if she were to devour the Demon Emperor's inner core, then…

No, absolutely not.

"Hehehe, Black Tiger, are you joking? You didn't dare to act, so you let me do it; these spoils naturally belong to me."

"Since it's my spoil, why should I give it to you?"

Diewumeng scoffed: "Or are you saying you'll fight to seize it? Can you?"

Black Tiger fumed: "You…"

"What do you mean 'me'? If you've got the guts, make a move—let me see how fierce Black Tiger is." Diewumeng continued to provoke Black Tiger, urging him to act, to anger him, thereby causing his internal toxins to spread; Black Tiger's condition was poor, and his inaction showed he couldn't suppress his own toxins.

The Demon Emperor is dead; next up is him.

Since we've taken care of that, we ought to deal with him as well.

Diewumeng exchanged glances with Bai Xinlan and the others; Bai Xinlan supported killing Black Tiger, who, having fused with the Void-Discarded Form, had rapidly surged in strength, his myriad abilities also strange, making him harder to handle later; we must strike while he's ill, absolutely not allowing him to breakthrough that stage.

The Hornet King said it didn't matter; as long as the Demon Emperor was dead, Black Tiger's life or death was irrelevant—at present he poses no threat, and for the next hundred years he will remain harmless.

On the contrary, Diewumeng and Bai Xinlan are the dangerous ones; we must weaken their power, especially the Luotian White Snake Clan, whose strength is too great and needs to be curbed, lest they continue to grow.

Lan Tiansheng watched these Demon Kings each with their own thoughts, each with their own schemes, unable to achieve unity.

「Diewumeng, you cannot monopolize the Demon Emperor's body; we all contributed to this battle, so it should be evenly split. 」

These spoils of war, he also has a share; others' shares are irrelevant, his must be given to him.

「Exactly, Diewumeng, I also have a share of the Demon Emperor's corpse; this king only needs the Demon Emperor's head. 」 Someone called for a group attack, and the Bee King immediately followed.