"Swish..." With a sound, Jade Rakshasa shot out, still airborne, and reached directly for Yu Xuetian with a grasp. A phantom great hand instantly coalesced, arriving right before Yu Xuetian's heart—it was the Rakshasa Gate's Nine Nether Void Palm.

Yu Xuetian let out a cold laugh and raised his hand to fire a spear. Yes, his hands had been empty moments before, but as he lifted his hand, a golden cross-shaped long spear suddenly appeared, thrusting directly toward Jade Rakshasa's body, completely ignoring her grasp.

The excitement on Jade Rakshasa's face deepened. She actually retracted her right hand, crossed her arms before her chest, and unleashed the Rakshasa Gate's ultimate technique: Heaven-Shaking Life-and-Death Wheel.

Instantly, everyone watched as a massive blood wheel manifested before him. Yu Xuetian's cross-shaped long spear pierced right into the heart of the blood wheel, as if being sucked into a black hole. Yu Xuetian's expression shifted, but he had no intention of retracting his spear; instead, he increased the force of his thrust. Rays of light erupted from the golden spear.

It seemed he was trying to completely pierce through the blood wheel.

"Sshh..." With a sound, the cross-shaped long spear finally penetrated the blood wheel, faintly showing signs of striking flesh. However, Yu Xuetian's expression drastically changed, only because he felt the tip of his spear had pierced his own back.

Augustine and Chrisman's faces registered shock as they stared in disbelief at everything unfolding before them.

They had only seen Yu Xuetian's cross-shaped long spear enter the blood wheel, and then they saw the spearhead emerge behind Yu Xuetian. Perhaps because this spear was Yu Xuetian's own weapon, sharing his exact aura, he had no defense whatsoever, and the spear plunged into his back.

It was as if space itself had folded.

Eerie, exceedingly eerie. What kind of technique was this? Heaven-Shaking Life-and-Death Wheel? Was life and death truly just a single thought away?

Yu Xuetian let out a fierce roar, snatching his spear back. Enduring the pain in his back, the cross-shaped long spear changed from a thrust to a sweeping arc aimed at Jade Rakshasa. He refused to believe he was inferior to this human.

If your Heaven-Shaking Life-and-Death Wheel is perverse, then I won't pierce into that blood wheel—what can you do then?

Seeing the cross-shaped long spear sweeping toward him, Jade Rakshasa rapidly retreated, while Yu Xuetian pursued directly.

At this moment, Augustine and Chrisman shifted their focus to Hei Mingba, a flicker of relief in their eyes. Fortunately, fortunately, that fellow had chosen Yu Xuetian. Otherwise, even if his overall strength wasn't exceptional, having such a monstrous technique would have caused them immense suffering.

Although Hei Mingba was powerful, he was still just one person. Could he possibly handle both of them alone?

With this thought, their bodies shot forward. Facing the old monster Hei Mingba, they knew they could only join forces.

But soon, the sliver of relief they felt vanished without a trace, replaced instead by sheer terror, because an unstoppable, overwhelming aura suddenly burst forth from Hei Mingba.

That was the peak of Demon King—absolutely the aura of a peak Demon King, countless times stronger than Yu Xuetian's.

Peak Demon King? He actually reached the peak of Demon King? How could he have reached the peak of Demon King? If he had reached the peak, why hadn't he made any major moves all these years? There was a vast gulf between the peak Demon King realm and the initial Demon King realm. Anyone reaching the Demon King peak would certainly possess the power to unify the Demon Realm. Why had he maintained peace with them for so many years?

Moreover, they vaguely felt that Hei Mingba's strength still hadn't been fully revealed. Could he...?

Their hearts filled with doubt, but Hei Mingba gave them no opportunity to question. His body appeared instantly before Augustine. Looking at this Demon King who had only ascended in the last thousand years, a look of regret crossed his face.

"Your talent is decent, pity you are too driven by lust. You haven't even realized that half your power has been siphoned away. It was people sent by that old coot, Jinsilas, wasn't it?" As he spoke, Hei Mingba brought his palm down.

Augustine felt a terrible shock. His cultivation had actually been halved? No wonder he felt so fatigued lately—his power had been drained! Was it Qing Yalin? Had that wretched woman once again defected to that failure whom he had deposed?

Augustine was filled with rage, but clearly, he had no way to trouble Qing Yalin or Jinsilas now, because the pressure from Hei Mingba's descending palm was overwhelmingly immense.

Fervently raising both arms, his inner demonic energy circulated madly, concentrating entirely between them. Silver light radiated from his arms, solidifying into a tangible gauntlet.

"Crack..." The silver light condensed into a gauntlet and shattered directly. Following this, Hei Mingba's hand fiercely cleaved down onto Augustine's arms.

"Crack..." With a loud crash, Augustine's arms were completely shattered. However, at this moment, Chrisman rushed over from the side. He clearly understood that with Hei Mingba's current strength, they stood no chance in a one-on-one fight; Augustine absolutely could not be allowed to be harmed.

"Void-Shattering Inferno Fist!" Chrisman roared, unleashing a punch. Black flames ignited on his right arm, hurtling toward Hei Mingba like a meteor.

Hei Mingba swiftly retracted his hand and met Chrisman's punch with one of his own. Purple Azure Flames instantly erupted, crashing directly into Chrisman's right fist.

The immense force pulverized Chrisman's right fist, and the purple azure flames completely devoured the black flames. Chrisman's body was sent flying backward.

But Augustine seized this opportunity to retreat, silver light faintly coating his arms as he healed them while letting out a long roar toward the sky.

Following his shout, a mountain-sized silhouette rushed toward them—it was his mount, the Silver Heavenly Wolf King...

Sensing the rapidly approaching figure, Hei Mingba's expression shifted slightly. He knew that if Augustine were allowed to reunite with his mount, killing him would not be so easy. Things had escalated to this point; there was no turning back. He absolutely could not allow him to leave...

The power within his body surged again, and the purple azure flames began to burn brighter, an aura rising that brought Augustine and Chrisman to the brink of despair—Demon Emperor...

(This is an extra chapter release~ Star announced at least four bursts this month, not one burst per week. Two bursts have occurred, I recall. I will recover in the next few days and begin bursting again; the recent period has been too tight, too exhausting!) 【Ti: Dear reader, the current chapter has reached the last page of this book】