Chapter 436: The Demon Lord

Ren Guyue and the others could rack their brains forever and never imagine that the obscure Sword Fifteen in Yu Xiaoxue's hand was actually the missing fragment of the Xuanyuan Sword.

At this moment, the Demon Lord was laughing arrogantly.

Duan Fengyun had already used the God-Slaying Level Slash Heaven Sword-Drawing Technique once, and it was impossible for him to use it again in the short term.

The Xuanyuan Sword was currently incomplete, so its divine power could not be unleashed either.

Since the timing and geographical advantages were now entirely on the Demon Lord's side, how could the Demon Lord not be happy?

His wait of several thousand years would finally have a result today.

The Demon Lord brandished the demon blade in his hand and said:

"Today, as long as you are willing to submit to me, I can let bygones be bygones.

Once I, the Demon Realm, unify the Human Realm, Demon Realm, and God Realm, you will all be great heroes of my Demon Realm."

"Demon Lord, stop daydreaming. Even if we die, we will never compromise with you.

My Human Race and your Demon Race will always be irreconcilable!"

Looking at the arrogant Demon Lord, Yuwen Tuo felt incomparably furious in his heart, thinking that his own tragic destiny all stemmed from this person.

Just as Yuwen Tuo, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, was walking toward the Demon Lord with a murderous look, he was stopped by Duan Fengyun again.

Duan Fengyun spoke up:

"Brother Yuwen, I already said just now that the Demon Lord's opponent is me; I will not allow anyone to interfere in the matters between him and me."

Seeing that things had reached this point and Duan Fengyun was still being so stubborn, Yuwen Tuo spoke to persuade him:

"Big Brother, your cultivation is greatly reduced now, and the Xuanyuan Sword cannot exert its full power; I am worried that you are no match for the Demon Lord.

Let us fight side by side and resist the Demon Lord together.

I really do not want to stand on the sidelines, watching you and the Demon Lord fight while I stand by and do nothing, Big Brother."

Yuwen Tuo was never one to fear trouble; seeing the scene where Duan Fengyun was facing the Demon Lord alone and still at a disadvantage, Yuwen Tuo truly could not bear to watch.

Yuwen Tuo would rather die a tragic death than live on in disgrace.

Duan Fengyun knew Yuwen Tuo's thoughts, but it was truly not yet the time when they were at the end of their rope; Duan Fengyun still had one trump card he had not yet used.

Duan Fengyun patted Yuwen Tuo on the shoulder and smiled:

"Brother Yuwen, do you still not understand me?

I, Duan Fengyun, never fight a battle I am not sure of, nor do I play the individual hero.

Trust me, I can handle the Demon Lord."

Looking at the calm and composed Duan Fengyun, Yuwen Tuo truly could not figure out where Duan Fengyun got his confidence from.

However, since Duan Fengyun was so confident, Yuwen Tuo had no choice but to choose to believe in Duan Fengyun.

In the current situation, Yuwen Tuo had to believe in Duan Fengyun; besides Duan Fengyun, who among those present would be the Demon Lord's match?

Clad in the Xuanyuan Huangdi Battle Armor and holding the Xuanyuan Sword, Duan Fengyun looked at the Demon Lord with a resolute expression and said:

"Demon Lord, if you want to trample the Human Realm today, you must first step over my corpse."

Looking at Duan Fengyun, who was clad in the Xuanyuan Huangdi Battle Armor and holding the Xuanyuan Sword, the Demon Lord could not help but recall another scene in his mind.

Several thousand years ago, there was also a person who wore this silver battle armor, held the Xuanyuan Sword just the same, and said these very words.

This person was Duan Fengyun's master, the Yellow Emperor; he had not expected that Duan Fengyun would actually say words identical to those of the Yellow Emperor from several thousand years ago.

Back then, facing the Yellow Emperor who said these words, the Demon Lord was full of mockery.

How could a mere human stop him, the eternal Demon Lord?

Yet in the end, he failed; he had not expected that an insignificant human in his eyes would actually rely on a Xuanyuan Sword blessed by the gods to defeat him, seal him and his Demon Realm into the Scar of the Sky, and ruin his Demon Realm's plans of several thousand years.

This time, the Demon Lord would not allow his plan to fail again; the Demon Lord would not underestimate Duan Fengyun, but this time, Duan Fengyun was indeed not enough to worry about.

His strength now was more than double what it was several thousand years ago; he believed that this time he could take the Human Realm.

The Demon Lord looked at Duan Fengyun and said:

"Duan Fengyun, your master, the Yellow Emperor, once said these words to me several thousand years ago, and later, I did indeed lose.

But this time, I will not lose again.

I will not make the same mistake a second time.

I will not lose to you master and disciple twice.

Today, I will smash you, the battle armor on your body, and the Xuanyuan Sword in your hand into pieces."

After speaking, the Demon Lord carried the demon blade and charged toward Duan Fengyun at a terrifying speed, directly hacking the demon blade at Duan Fengyun's head with lightning speed.

However, fortunately, Duan Fengyun was no pushover; he quickly raised the Xuanyuan Sword to block the Demon Lord's attack.

But just like before, the huge impact made the web between Duan Fengyun's thumb and index finger ache incomparably.

Seeing this, Duan Fengyun knew he could not continue to clash head-on with the Demon Lord like this; Duan Fengyun revealed a smile, then turned into a streak of firelight and retreated.

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Looking at his still-trembling hand, Duan Fengyun complained inwardly:

"This Demon Lord is truly a barbarian, what brute force!"

Duan Fengyun usually prided himself on having extraordinary strength, but in front of this barbarian, the Demon Lord, it counted for nothing at all.

Watching the retreating Duan Fengyun, the Demon Lord laughed loudly:

"Duan Fengyun, didn't you want to fight me to the death?

Why are you retreating? This is not the behavior of a hero.

Duan Fengyun, if you have the guts, come up and fight me to the death."

Seeing that Duan Fengyun had actually started to shy away from the battle, the Demon Lord began to use a provocation tactic to force Duan Fengyun out to fight him to the death.

Yet, who was Duan Fengyun? Although he had not lived as long as the Demon Lord, Duan Fengyun also considered himself a person who lived very clearly; facing the Demon Lord's provocation, Duan Fengyun laughed dismissively:

"Hahahaha, Demon Lord, do you think this is child's play?"

Still trying to use reverse psychology on me; I, Duan Fengyun, will not fall for that trick.

I have never considered myself a hero.

The good die young while the wicked live for a thousand years; I have always defined myself as a wicked person.

However, Demon Lord, there is one thing you can be boldly assured of.

Today, only one of us can walk out of here alive, but that person will definitely be me, Duan Fengyun.

As for you, you had better obediently return to your Demon Realm with your Demon Race subjects.

I imagine you have lived in the Demon Realm for thousands of years and should be used to it, so you had best stay obediently in the Demon Realm.

Our Human Realm is not suitable for your kind of demon creatures to survive.

What is so good about dominating the Human Realm, Demon Realm, and God Realm? Wouldn't it be better to stay in your Demon Realm and be a local king in peace?

You insist on extending your ambition and black hands toward the Three Realms; Demon Lord, you are truly asking for trouble."

Duan Fengyun mocked the Demon Lord directly, wanting to make the Demon Lord break down first. He, Duan Fengyun, is a cunning person, and the Demon Lord is no less of a cunning demon.

Facing Duan Fengyun's mockery, the Demon Lord did not show any anger or other expressions.

As for these kinds of words from Duan Fengyun, the Demon Lord has been hearing them for thousands of years; how could he possibly take them to heart?

The Demon Lord laughed aloud:

"Duan Fengyun, you are right.

The good die young while the wicked live for a thousand years.

I, the Demon Lord, naturally also want to be a wicked person who is immortal and indestructible, dominating the Human Realm, Demon Realm, and God Realm.

How about it, Duan Fengyun? Since our views are so consistent, why don't you come and join me?

I will absolutely treat you as my successor; I will certainly not treat you any less than Xuanyuan Huangdi has.

If you like, I can even marry my daughter Ning Ke to you; at that time, the Demon Realm will be handed over to the two of you to manage.

How about it? Are you tempted? Do you want to consider it?"

The Demon Lord actually admired Duan Fengyun from the bottom of his heart; this person, Duan Fengyun, was different from those self-proclaimed saviors the Demon Lord had encountered before.

Duan Fengyun is sinister and cunning, yet also very straightforward; if Duan Fengyun were willing to join their Demon Realm, the strength of their Demon Realm would increase by a huge margin, and conquering the Three Realms would gain a tremendous boost.

Meanwhile, Ning Ke was looking at the Demon Lord with a blank expression; she had not expected that the Demon Father she had always respected so much would actually treat her happiness as a transaction.

Although Ning Ke knew that Duan Fengyun would absolutely not agree to the Demon Lord, seeing the Demon Lord treat her own happiness as a transaction still made Ning Ke feel extremely heartbroken.

She had not expected that her Demon Father would actually sacrifice her for his so-called ambition.

Facing the Demon Lord's temptation, Duan Fengyun shook his head and said:

"Demon Lord, I have no interest in that position of yours.

If one day I want to sit in the position of the Master of the Three Realms, I will find a way to strive for it myself.

And as for your precious daughter Ning Ke, I am not interested in her either; she is the woman of my good brother Yuwen Tuo, how could I, as the elder brother, snatch what someone else loves?

So Demon Lord, you can give up that idea; I, Duan Fengyun, and you are forever on opposite sides, irreconcilable."

The Demon Lord doesn't even think about it; Duan Fengyun has known Xuanyuan Huangdi since he first achieved success in martial arts.

It can be said that without Xuanyuan Huangdi, there would be no Duan Fengyun today; how could Duan Fengyun possibly betray Xuanyuan Huangdi and turn to the Demon Lord's camp because of a single sentence or a hollow promise from the Demon Lord?

As long as Xuanyuan Huangdi has not wronged Duan Fengyun, then Duan Fengyun will absolutely not do anything to wrong Xuanyuan Huangdi.

Duan Fengyun is like this toward Xuanyuan Huangdi, and he is the same toward his friends.

As long as others treat him with sincerity, he will treat others with sincerity.

If others treat him poorly, then he will retaliate against them with ten times the poor treatment.

This is Duan Fengyun's way of conducting himself in the world.

Although Ning Ke knew that Duan Fengyun would reject the Demon Lord's invitation, after seeing Duan Fengyun personally reject the Demon Lord's invitation, the heavy stone in her heart was set down quite a bit.

Yuwen Tuo patted Ning Ke on the shoulder and said:

"Ning Ke, do not worry, Big Brother is not that kind of person; I have confidence in him."

Ning Ke looked at Yuwen Tuo; she was already disappointed in her Demon Father, but fortunately, Yuwen Tuo was still by her side.

Ning Ke hugged Yuwen Tuo tightly, fearing that in the next second, Yuwen Tuo would leave her.

Yuwen Tuo hugged Ning Ke tightly with his left hand, giving her his care; of course, Yuwen Tuo's eyes did not forget to watch the battlefield between Duan Fengyun and the Demon Lord.