The Steward Demonic Emperor – Chapter 746, Winning With Fewer Numbers

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Hu~

 

A fierce gale blew over, even as the remaining experts in the domain shivered in fear. They thought they’d see the claws again, but this time, what welcomed them was a blinding light.

 

Its heat was burning them even before it reached them as it turned everything in its wake to cinder. This astonishing power had shaken their hearts with dread.

 

One elder warned, “Be careful and don’t get near it!”

 

[Thank you for stating the obvious, but how are we supposed to keep our distance?]

 

They all looked for a place to flee but then someone looked on in fear…

 

“Why is it becoming bigger?”

 

“Fool, it’s not becoming bigger, it’s the domain shrinking! We got nowhere to dodge! The people looked around in panic as the white scorching light closed in and only exacerbated their fears.”

 

“Agh!”

 

One could no longer escape and got too close to the light, disintegrating on the spot, starting with the hand.

 

The others watched in shock as he was slowly erased from existence, yet none came to help. They knew they would be next.

 

“Use your souls!”

 

At the shout, their eyes lit with hope. Yet none liked to be the first to test that theory.

 

So without a choice, the one who shouted used his soul first to strike the light.

 

Bam!

 

However, the soul melted on contact with the light, vanishing as well. 

 

The people’s eyes bugged out, no one wanting to risk it any more. 

 

So, the light closed in more and more, unaffected by the soul attack it took just now. Its scorching heat was taking one soul at a time.

 

Cries sounded that filled the rest with even more dread.

 

Finally, only four remained, in the 5th and 6th layer, watching the light as they prepared to die. 

 

“Curses, if I’m going to die, I’m going to make you pay! Soul explosion!”

 

One elder with bloodshot eyes roared. The scarlet longsword shot for the white light, scattering in an explosion after making contact. The old man’s soul was gone and his body slumped to the ground.

 

But the white light shook now, with Qiu Yanhai and Xue Qingjian frowning outside the domain, with blood leaking from their mouths.

 

But to intimidate the remaining three, they held on, covering up the weakness of the light.

 

Watching the light coming after them still, the three were deathly pale. With their souls unable to do anything to it, they were out of options.

 

They gnashed their teeth and spat, “Since we’re going to die, we’ll go out with a bang!”

 

Someone had his soul explode against the light, then the second.

 

Qiu Yanhai and Xue Qingjian kept spurting blood.

 

Now that only one elder remained, he clenched his teeth, ready to die as well, but then the light puffed out.

 

The elder looked dumbly, then knew what happened. Regret took him.

 

The white light feared soul explosion. If they used it from the start, then many would’ve survived. But everyone only thought about themselves and none wanted to sacrifice their lives for another until they had no chance but to go down fighting, when it was too late.

 

The elder shook his head and sighed. Now what could he do alone?

 

Outside the domain, the white light faded and turned into cold and hot lights as they returned to the power couple.

 

The two spat more blood, “That’s it. We can’t take it anymore. Those guys are insane, going for suicide.”

 

“We can’t hold on much longer either. This domain is made of our souls. With so many explosions, we’ve been injured as well.”

 

Blood leaked from the sages’ mouths and looked within. “There’s just one guy left. Let him out and just beat him up.”

 

“Agreed.” The others nodded and the sages undid their domain.

 

The elder saw the light of day once more, but now he was the picture of solitude.

 

Everyone on the battlefield looked over and saw how thirty got trapped and now only one survived. The shock was palpable.

 

But the lone survivor had no time to even stand straight as the five were on him in a blink.

 

Boom!

 

Fire, water, savagery, yin and yang, all came down on his head like heaven’s wrath. In moments, the old guy did not even have the chance to take a breath of fresh air before he was put down, his body gone.

 

Every onlooker stood there dumbfounded. 

 

[Who are they to be so strong? Killing thirty by themselves?]

 

The Mystical Heaven Sect was stunned, the Demon Scheming Sect was looking dumbly, and even Zhuo Fan flinched. Then he nodded.

 

[These five sure are strong. I didn’t waste all that effort after all.] 

 

Not even he thought they would make such an effective team.

 

Yue’er kept looking back and now was stumped as well, he stammered at Luo Yunhai, “T-they…”

 

“Ha-ha-ha, brother Zhuo taught three of them himself, while the other two merely gave them hints. That’s why they became our first generation of venerables.”

 

Luo Yunhai chuckled, “They are stubborn and prideful people, always acting alone, but they actually joined hands this time.”

 

Yue’er sighed, “They’re all freaks.”

 

“Like master, like disciple. They never became brother Zhuo’s true disciples. Who’s to say what his disciples would become later on? Maybe even stronger, ha-ha-ha. Calling them freaks is a bit premature.” Luo Yunhai chuckled.

 

Yue’er’s face grew hard, “But master doesn’t seem to care much about us. He also said that he only got into the Demon Scheming Sect because of the Sect Leader’s deal…”

 

“Oh, acting cool. Let me tell you what I know from my time with brother Zhuo. He does care about you, ha-ha-ha…” Luo Yunhai chuckled.

 

Yue’er gave him a long look and smiled.

 

“Kill!”

 

In front of them, someone started shouting. They saw Kui Gang’s team fighting Mystical Heaven Sect disciples.

 

They all had around the same cultivation, making the fighting bitter and harsh.

 

Luo Yunhai shouted, “Flying Tiger Army, wing formation. Charge! “

 

“Yes, sir!”

 

The soldiers followed Luo Yunhai’s lead into battle.

 

They were like wolves among sheep. One side had forty thousand men, the other a hundred thousand war puppets. One side was made of secluded disciples, while the others were veterans of war.

 

Despite the similar cultivation, the outcome was obvious.

 

Luo Yunhai’s Flying Tiger Army turned the previous deadlock into a win. Flying Tiger Army was like a cleaver, cutting its way through Mystical Heaven Sect disciples, leaving Kui Gang’s side stumped.

 

[Fricking hell, master, how are master’s clansmen so strong? They’re at the same level as us but so much better in group battles. That’s what it means to be in the military. ]

 

Kui Gang directed the Demon Scheming Sect disciples to attack as well, and the Mystical Heaven Sect disciples had no way of stopping such brutal assault.

 

Soon, they arrived before the treasury, but the gates were closed tight.

 

“We’re here!” Luo Yunhai lit up and ordered, “Attack the treasury and cut off their supplies!”

 

Roar!

 

The men shouted, even the Demon Scheming Sect disciples, all excited about burning it to the ground.

 

However, in a yellow flash, an immense power swept them and spread blood and gore in every direction.

 

Ten thousand died just like that, with thousands being from the tough Flying Tiger Army.

 

An aged voice sounded, “Who dares come to my treasury?”

 

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