Chapter 363: The Utterly Speechless Butterfly Emperor

Ye Lin's silence was deafening.

Fine, fine, fine; a fine "not the only one taking a loss."

Marrying the Soul-Devouring Empress would probably require rewriting the entire family genealogy from scratch.

Oh no, this was aimed at his ancestors eighteen generations back.

"Have you considered it? Name whatever bride price you want; I will satisfy whatever I can," the Soul-Devouring Empress asked.

"I refuse! Although I am an orphan, I feel that if I were to agree, my great-grandfather would crawl out of his grave just to slap me," Ye Lin refused on the spot.

"But you cannot escape this place. Two Demon Emperors are coming to catch you; you are already a turtle in a jar. Agree to me, and you still have a path to live. If you don't, your final outcome will be death by having the Origin Ancient Artifact extracted," the Soul-Devouring Empress said.

"This mountain man has his own clever plans. I won't die, and I haven't finished chiseling you yet."

Slap!

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Ye Lin received a slap from the Soul-Devouring Empress. She didn't hold back at all, directly knocking Ye Lin's head sideways.

The Soul-Devouring Empress sighed faintly. Although she had known this would be the result, hearing Ye Lin refuse in person still left her somewhat disappointed.

But as the empress of a race, she quickly adjusted her mindset before Ye Lin could turn his head back, resuming her high and mighty posture. She gave Ye Lin a cold look, her tone icy and bone-chilling.

"Since that is the case, the next time we meet, we shall be enemies!"

"Sigh, why must it be life or death? Can't we just maintain a pure physical relationship?" Ye Lin couldn't help but sigh.

"You are human, I am demon. Those not of my race will surely have different hearts. Our identities dictate that we can only be enemies!" the Soul-Devouring Empress said calmly.

Ye Lin did not try to persuade her, because he knew very well that the Soul-Devouring Empress was right.

Even if the Soul-Devouring Empress were willing to give up everything—to abandon her race and follow him to the human world—the human world would not accept her.

No human city would be willing to accept a demon of royal bloodline staying within its walls.

It is like a serial killer knocking on your door in the middle of the night; even if he repeatedly guarantees that he has reformed and no longer kills, you still wouldn't open the door for him.

"Do not go to the exit of the Li Tomb Secret Realm. A net has already been cast there waiting for you. If you go, you are throwing yourself into the trap. Find a place to hide; perhaps you will still have a chance to leave the Demon World."

The Soul-Devouring Empress said nothing more, and with a strange pigeon-toed gait, she prepared to leave.

Seeing her limping figure, Ye Lin scratched his head in shame; he really had gone a bit too far.

"Didn't you say we were enemies? Then why are you warning me?"

"Because I feel like it."

The Soul-Devouring Empress left behind a very willful remark and vanished from Ye Lin's sight.

Ye Lin still felt a lingering sense of regret; it had to be said, even though the Soul-Devouring Empress was a demon, both her figure and her face were top-tier.

Moreover, the demon physique was robust; even with his Dragon Bloodline, he could strike at will without worrying that the Soul-Devouring Empress would break.

In a sense, he and the Soul-Devouring Empress were actually quite compatible; one could only say that fate plays tricks on people.

Ye Lin did not listen to the Soul-Devouring Empress and continued to rush toward the exit of the Li Tomb Secret Realm.

Finding a place to hide until the two Demon Emperors gave up on intercepting him was indeed a good plan.

But who knew how long he would have to hide? Ten days? Ten months? Or ten years?

Ye Lin did not want to waste that much time here.

And the Soul-Devouring Empress had not lied to him; just as Ye Lin approached the exit of the Li Tomb Secret Realm, a colorful butterfly fluttered toward him. The iridescent butterfly was wreathed in a faint radiance, looking truly beautiful.

This butterfly looked beautiful, but when it landed on Ye Lin, it was as if a great mountain had pressed down upon him. Instantly, it pinned Ye Lin so he couldn't move, and the bones in his legs snapped with a crack, pressing his entire body flat against the ground.

Gurgle.

Gurgle.

Gurgle.

A large, sticky, disgusting mass of flesh slowly wriggled over. Behind this mass, a black, overwhelming army of demons surged like a black tide, carrying a terrifying, murderous aura.

"Ye Lin, we meet again."

There was a faint murderous intent in the Butterfly Emperor's voice.

"Oh, it's Lord Butterfly Emperor. Are you healed?"

As soon as Ye Lin spoke, he killed the conversation instantly; the previously faint murderous intent suddenly became intense.

The fact that he had been ambushed and severely wounded by Ye Lin last time, forcing a pathetic escape, was clearly a great humiliation for the Butterfly Emperor.

"Say a few more words; you won't have the chance to speak again soon."

The iridescent butterfly on Ye Lin's body slowly flapped its wings, and tiny, imperceptible specks of powder fell like raindrops.

Each seemingly insignificant speck was as heavy as Mount Tai. Ye Lin died almost instantly; in the blink of an eye, he had been killed by that butterfly over a thousand times!

"This butterfly was specially refined for you. It is as heavy as ten billion jun, capable of killing you continuously at the fastest speed until you completely collapse and the Origin Ancient Artifact is extracted. Do you like it?"

The Butterfly Emperor's body slowly wriggled, seemingly looking for the perfect angle to admire Ye Lin's miserable death.

"Hehe, then you might be disappointed again." Ye Lin was all smiles, calmly facing death.

"You aren't afraid?" The Butterfly Emperor was somewhat curious; what gave Ye Lin such confidence? "You don't think that old man from before can break into the Demon World to save you again, do you?"

"If he comes, that's perfect. That human old man actually dared to snatch my weapon. Let him come; we'll settle the new and old scores together!"

In the darkness, another cold voice rang out. Clearly, the original owner of the Imperial Gold Spear had also arrived.

Ye Lin couldn't help but gasp; two Demon Emperors!

This lineup was giving him too much credit; he even suspected that with two Demon Emperors gathered, was it really just to catch him?

Taking advantage of the gap between his rebirths, Ye Lin hurriedly took a Mountain-Sea Secret Seal from his Azure Mist Ring. He didn't even need to act; the terrifying gravity brought by the butterfly instantly caused the Mountain-Sea Secret Seal to shatter!

His small movements naturally could not escape the Butterfly Emperor's perception, but the Butterfly Emperor had no intention of stopping him.

With two Demon Emperors sitting in command here, and a demon army arrayed in formation, unless the Great Xia Emperor himself arrived with the complete Origin Ancient Artifact to lead the campaign, even if a human powerhouse of the Blazing Sun Realm came, the chances of survival would be slim!

If they could take the opportunity to eliminate a top human powerhouse, the Butterfly Emperor would naturally be very pleased.

"He's here."

After Ye Lin had died hundreds of thousands of times, the Demon Emperor hidden deep in the darkness spoke in a low voice.

In an instant, the Demon World seemed to be torn open by a massive gash. A brilliant, extreme light erupted, like a star that had slept for ten thousand years waking up, releasing an ancient and majestic power.

Wherever the light reached, the demon army was like a wheat field encountering a sickle; they were instantly swept away, falling in swathes, with screams rising one after another.

A man wrapped entirely in black cloth, revealing only his eyes, stepped through the void. His body was wreathed in a brilliant golden radiance—that was the aura of the Imperial Way, condensed from the destiny of the human race!

Butterfly Emperor: "..."

The other Demon Emperor: "..."

"Is this interesting?"

The Butterfly Emperor laughed inexplicably. Only then did he realize that when one is truly speechless, one really cannot help but laugh out loud.

The noble Imperial Way aura rising from the guy in front of him was sky-high; his identity was already obvious. Why was he still wrapping his face in black cloth? Was he trying to cover his ears while stealing a bell?

How was this any different from knocking on a sister-in-law's door and saying, "Open up, sister-in-law, it's me, your brother-in-law"?