1087: Chapter 1087: My Na is Long Xuan 1087: Chapter 1087: My Na is Long Xuan “Sir, are you alright?”
The Empress of Liuli hastened to Shuten-dōji’s side and asked with concern.
“Scram!”
Gone was the scholarly ease seen at first sight, and in a rage, Shuten-dōji raised his hand and sent the Empress of Liuli flying, clearly having no regard for the ruler of the Liuli Country, superior to thousands.
Chiyomiko slightly furrowed her brow as she watched this scene.
Although she had completely lost hope in the Liuli royal family, the century-old bond between the Shrine and the royal family still existed.
The Empress of Liuli got up sowhat awkwardly but seed utterly unconcerned by Shuten-dōji’s actions and her own injuries; she quickly approached again saying, “Sir, please don’t be angry, it must be that Xia Country brat using so despicable tactic, otherwise how could he possibly hurt you?”
“Despicable?”
As Shuten-dōji heard this word, his gaze fell once more upon the golden text, and then in the next mont, a powerful impact ca straight at him, making Shuten-dōji spit out another mouthful of blood.
Shuten-dōji also had to avert his gaze, no longer daring to focus on the golden text.
The previous reluctance and questioning had vanished early in the morning; having experienced the backlash of the golden text firsthand, Shuten-dōji understood that if the golden text had that consciousness, it could easily annihilate him!
However, these characters seed not to be under Su Chengyu’s control, rely protecting his side, not allowing anyone close.
Even so, Shuten-dōji’s rash actions still received a very severe backlash.
Shuten-dōji might appear only slightly disheveled on the outside, but in reality, his Primordial Spirit was severely damaged, his power as a Ninth-rank Demon Lord barely half-manifestable.
“Shuten-dōji, it’s ti to end this.”
Chiyomiko had also noticed this and slowly approached the throne.
Seeing this, the Empress of Liuli instantly frowned and stood in front of Shuten-dōji, “Chiyomiko!
Are you really so obsessed as to betray our Liuli Country?”
“Your Majesty, the one who is obsessed is you.”
For the Empress of Liuli, Chiyomiko felt more pity.
Realizing that the other party had also been forced to beco a Demon Person, Chiyomiko’s feelings for her beca even more complex.
The Empress of Liuli sneered, “Do you think connecting with the Demon Slayer Departnt will save the Liuli Country?
A hundred years ago, Xia Country supported Liuli and still ignored my mother’s injuries, letting them worsen.
And now, the Demon Slayer Departnt is even less than before!
What you’re doing is akin to asking a tiger for its skin!”
Chiyomiko didn’t speak, she turned her head to glance at Su Chengyu, then her eyes landed on the Dragon Slayer Sword.
“Perhaps the Demon Slayer Departnt cannot be the lifeline for Liuli Country, but I believe this man can.”
That person can, so certainly his descendant can too!
“Is that so?”
Shuten-dōji slowly walked back from behind the throne, glanced at Su Chengyu and then quickly averted his gaze, no longer daring to linger on the golden text, then turned with a cold laugh towards Chiyomiko.
“This fellow indeed surprised today, and it appears I probably won’t be able to kill him.
But just because he won’t die, do you think you certainly will live?”
Shuten-dōji picked up the gourd at his waist and took several gulps, after which his complexion slightly improved.
A Ninth-rank Demon Lord, just a step away from Demon God status; even if only half as powerful, he was confident he could kill Chiyomiko first.
Although it wouldn’t change the overall situation, at least it would resolve the hatred in his heart!
“The Liuli Country you’re hoping for, I’m afraid you will never see it.”
The mont he uttered those words, Shuten-dōji suddenly struck, the remaining demon Qi transforming into countless snake shadows racing towards Chiyomiko.
Chiyomiko’s brow furrowed tightly as all her Imperial Currencies flew out.
However, even facing a grievously wounded Shuten-dōji, the barrier that Chiyomiko had set up was quickly eroded, and in just a blink, not much strength was left.
Just as Chiyomiko thought everything was over, a piercing sword light flew from outside the Golden Palace.
The swiftly moving sword light caught even Shuten-dōji off guard; a Peach Wood Sword directly tore through the myriad snake shadows, instantly piercing Shuten-dōji’s heart.
Thud!
“Who goes there!”
Shuten-dōji spoke excitedly, disbelievingly staring out the door.
The sword’s montum just now hadn’t been great, but the sudden surge of power was enough to prove that the opponent’s strength was definitely not inferior to his!
As Shuten-dōji’s words fell, a man slowly appeared before the hall.
After entering, his gaze montarily swept past Su Chengyu, then instinctively avoided further eye contact, no longer resting on Su Chengyu.
After looking around, the man seed to have also identified the strongest person there, looking towards Shuten-dōji, he asked, “What’s happening here?”
“It is I, the Demon Lord, who is asking…”
Ding!
The Flying Sword flew past Shuten-dōji’s head again before he could finish speaking, and he instantly froze in place.
With the previous sword attack, from the wield to its halt, Shuten-dōji hadn’t noticed it at all.
At this mont, Shuten-dōji realized that this suddenly appearing man was very strong, even stronger than he was at his peak!
Land Immortal?
No, that’s not right!
After briefly suspecting, he imdiately dismissed this terrifying conjecture.
Shuten-dōji’s father, Yamata no Orochi, was one of the few existing Demon Gods, and although this man’s presence was compelling, Shuten-dōji was certain that he had not stepped into the realm of Deities.
Chiyomiko, also sensing the extraordinary presence of the newcor, quickly started explaining everything that had happened in the hall.
Facing such a strong individual, Chiyomiko knew that to speak freely and exhaustively was the best approach.
“Demon Man harming the nation, I see.”
The Empress of Liuli spoke displeasedly, “What concern is the affair of Liuli Country to you?”
Upon hearing this, Shuten-dōji frowned, but before he could speak,
another Peach Wood Flying Sword ca flying, piercing through the heart.
The Empress of Liuli’s vital force along with her Primordial Spirit completely perished.
The Empress of Liuli died right there on the spot, causing even Chiyomiko beside her to inwardly take a sharp breath.
Shuten-dōji, intimidated by the opponent’s strength, did not act rashly and after so thought, softly spoke, “My father is the Demon God Yamata no Orochi.
If you would spare my life, I shall be deeply grateful in the future!”
At his peak, Shuten-dōji still had the courage to battle the man, but now he clearly understood he was no match for the man before him.
“Demons may live, but those who bring calamity must die.”
The instant the man’s words fell, Shuten-dōji, sensing danger, imdiately threw the gourd from his waist and turned to flee.
However, the man’s movents were even faster, releasing three Peach Wood Swords simultaneously to block Shuten-dōji’s escape.
The mont Shuten-dōji froze, a thunderous roar resounded through heaven and earth, striking directly downwards!
“Nine Heavens Thunder Summoning Technique?”
Chiyomiko, seeing this world-renowned Thunder Technique, was utterly stunned and upon seeing the man’s youthful appearance, imdiately thought of sothing and knelt before him.
“Might you be the one from Mount Longhu…”
“I am called Long Xuan.”
Long Xuan said nonchalantly, then reached out and gathered all of Shuten-dōji’s remaining possessions, his gaze then subtly shifting to Su Chengyu, the man responsible for the celestial phenonon that had even caught his attention.
“Who is he?”
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