“Yin-Yang Demon King, do you know what it feels like to watch your own brother die horribly before your eyes, utterly helpless? Today I will let you experience it!”
As the Yin-Yang Demon King lunged towards him, a cold smile lifted the corners of Ling Xiao’s mouth. The Golden Crow Sword in his hand trembled, splitting into several rays of sword light that instantly chopped Sikong Zun into pieces.
“A-Zun!”
Blood tears actually streamed from the Yin-Yang Demon King’s eyes, crimson fluid flowing down his cheeks.
No one knew that he and Sikong Zun were blood brothers.
Long ago, the two had followed the True Demon Emperor across the Mysterious Realm, fighting and growing together. The bond between them was in no way inferior to that between Ji Ning and Lü Chenglong.
Yet today, Ling Xiao had killed Sikong Zun right in front of the Yin-Yang Demon King.
He had not even left a complete corpse.
The scattered fragments of flesh fluttered in the air, burst into flames, and finally turned to ash.
“No!”
The Yin-Yang Demon King collapsed to his knees, as though everything had lost its meaning.
What did the rise of the True Demon Empire matter now? His brother was dead, killed by an insignificant little nobody.
He hated!
“Does it hurt? Are you furious? Good. Now you should understand the pain General Ji Ning felt when Lü Chenglong was killed, the pain all of us felt.”
Ling Xiao had already left the spot where he executed Sikong Zun. His icy voice echoed through the sky.
“Ling Xiao, you fiend!”
The Yin-Yang Demon King stared at Ling Xiao with bloodshot eyes.
“No need to shout so loudly. I know you want to tear me into ten thousand pieces, to kill me in the cruellest way possible. I understand this hatred far too well. Back in Northern Desert City, when I watched so many people die at Sikong Zun’s hands, this was exactly how I felt.”
Ling Xiao looked calmly at the Yin-Yang Demon King and continued, “And in Holy City, when I saw the scorched earth, the corpses covering the ground, the infants slaughtered even in their swaddling clothes, more than once I dreamed of tearing all of you into ten thousand pieces.
Today I killed Sikong Zun. The next one will be you!”
“You will never have that chance. Right now I want you dead. I want all of you dead!”
The Yin-Yang Demon King had completely lost his reason.
A person’s endurance has limits. The moment he watched his own brother being hacked to pieces, he surpassed those limits.
He lost all rationality.
Carrying hatred and rage, he charged at Ling Xiao, determined to kill him on the spot.
Unfortunately, at that moment the Moon Goddess acted.
The Yin-Yang Demon King was powerful, but he was still slightly inferior to her.
With a single icy palm strike, she sent the enraged demon king flying.
“We’ve lost. Sikong Zun is dead. There is no longer any point in this fight. Withdraw.”
The masked ****** was the first to leap away.
Next came the masked Feng Ming Dahai.
Then Feng Ming Wanzhong.
The mysterious man who had threatened to destroy the capital sighed, dispersed the energy he had gathered, and said, “Let’s go, Yin-Yang Demon King. We have missed our final opportunity.”
He shook his head and glanced at the Moon Goddess.
Perhaps the reason he stopped was partly because of her.
“Damn it! Ling Xiao, just you wait. I will never let you go!”
Roaring in fury, the Yin-Yang Demon King shot into the sky and fled.
If he stayed alone, he might well lose his own life as well.
Every eye was fixed on Ling Xiao.
This dazzling new star was rising rapidly, filling everyone with both fear and awe.
Before today,
people knew he came from the Tianlong Continent.
He was the Chosen Son of the Tianlong Continent.
Yet few had taken him seriously.
But now,
people knew:
He was a master strategist who, at the critical moment, turned the tables and annihilated 1.2 million troops of the Black Crow Empire.
He pursued the enemy a thousand li, captured the Black Crow Empire’s little prince Jiumo Zhiyan alive, and slew their Grand Preceptor Temür Moutu.
He led troops to purge traitors such as Jia Lin, Jia Yun, and Feng Ming Junzhong, stormed the imperial capital, and rescued the empire’s loyal heroes.
He was ennobled as king and appointed governor, granted command of East Commandery, becoming a feudal lord in his own right.
Before the very eyes of the Yin-Yang Demon King, he personally hacked the Electric Light Demon King Sikong Zun into ten thousand pieces.
His fame was woven from blood, slaughter, cruelty, loyalty, courage, and brotherhood, forming an unbelievable legend.
From this day forth, anyone in the Divine Phoenix Empire who had not heard of Ling Xiao’s name could only be an ignorant fool.
“Prince Yin Shan, may I escort the Great General on his way?”
The Northern Desert Army could not remain camped in the capital indefinitely, so they had to depart.
“Of course.”
Feng Yin Shan nodded.
Ling Xiao’s performance had been even more spectacular, even more unstoppable than he had anticipated.
If this man did not die young, he would surely become a true colossus of his era in the future.
The Chosen Son of the Tianlong Continent was no empty title.
It meant the Holy Dynasty had chosen him.
It meant the Human King had chosen him.
An incapable person could never receive such honour.
A path was cleared, leading straight to the gates of the imperial capital.
Ling Xiao and Ji Ning rode side-by-side on demon wolves and left the city.
By now Ji Ning’s legs had fully healed.
For experts of their realm, physical disabilities were not a serious problem. Once inner energy recovered, such wounds could be healed.
“Ling Xiao, I have an idea.”
Ji Ning said suddenly.
“Please speak, Great General.”
Ling Xiao nodded.
“Northern Desert City is ruined. I have no further interest in guarding the northern border for an emperor who knows neither benevolence nor righteousness. Take all the men under my command with you to East Commandery. Go and carve out a land that truly belongs to you.”
Ji Ning sighed with feeling, “I only hope you will allow those hundred-plus thousand common people to settle in East Commandery as well, to live and multiply there.”
“Prince Yin Shan has just named you King of the Northern Border. If you abandon your post without permission, will there be no consequences?”
Ling Xiao frowned.
“Don’t worry, there will be no trouble at all. That emperor cannot wait for me to leave. You wouldn’t object to me becoming your chief steward in East Commandery, would you?”
Ji Ning suddenly laughed.
Just as he said, after today’s events, although Ji Ning still bore the title King of the Northern Border in name, defence of the northern border had already been handed over to the Ice Phoenix clan’s heir, Feng Ming Qishan.
This man was a fierce and capable general on the battlefield, with extraordinary strength.
He commanded countless elite troops and brave warriors. Guarding the north, he was far superior to a useless fool like Jia Lin.
After careful consideration, Ling Xiao finally agreed to Ji Ning’s request.
He himself might not remain in East Commandery for long. Having Ji Ning there would be an immense help.
“Hahaha! In that case, I will send in my resignation at once. From now on I’ll just mooch off you, lad.”
Watching Sikong Zun die so miserably had lightened Ji Ning’s heart somewhat. At least he had avenged his sworn brother Lü Chenglong with blood.
“With the Great General’s assistance, East Commandery will surely flourish quickly. Scorpion Li, you come to East Commandery too. Settle your Scorpion People there. In my city, racial discrimination will not be tolerated. Scorpion People and humans will be treated exactly the same.”
Ling Xiao harboured a grand ambition: to recreate the Holy Dynasty of old, the one ruled by the Human King.
That Holy Dynasty had been the true Holy Dynasty, where all races lived in harmony without distinction or prejudice. Not like today, full of scheming and mutual contempt.
“Your subordinate understands.”
Scorpion Li was the new Scorpion Queen. Of course she hoped her people could have a peaceful place to live.
And East Commandery was undoubtedly exactly such a place.
