I Have A Qi Fortune Altar

Chapter 1839: Chapter 871: Immortal Tribulation! Human Emperor... Blade! (Part 2)

"Buzz buzz...."

The Emperor Slaughter Saber immediately responded.

The spirit intelligence of the Immortal Weapon has become comparable to that of humans. Although the Emperor Slaughter Saber is just an Eight Tribulation Divine Weapon, its power rivals that of a Ninth Tribulations Divine Weapon, standing as the strongest beneath the Immortal Weapon.

Its inherent spirit intelligence is not low either.

"If that’s the case, it’s yours now." Chen Yuan had no thought of reluctance and he wanted to see what level the Emperor Slaughter Saber could reach by devouring the divine essence of a Demon Emperor Realm flesh.

Could it possibly rival the God Slaying Spear....

The God Slaying Spear is renowned for its unparalleled killing power, a treasure that many envy, yet it was nurtured step by step during its weaker days by Chu Grand Ancestor. Why couldn’t the Emperor Slaughter Saber do the same?

After all, the might of the Fen Tian Demon Emperor is undeniable; even in death, it emits a terrifying aura that martial artists with lower cultivation find impossible to approach.

"Buzz buzz...."

The Emperor Slaughter Saber expressed an emotion of excitement, then swiftly transformed into a stream of light that directly fell upon the Golden Crow. Rays of light formed, devouring the power of the Golden Crow.

Meanwhile, Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the spectacle.

...

As the manifested great sun finally extinguished, the onlookers realized that the battle had come to a complete end. Although the result was yet unknown, nearly everyone believed it was Chen Yuan who ultimately emerged victorious.

Instantly, a wave of cheers erupted, countless people excitedly praising the terror of the Holy Martial Emperor, making every place bow down in submission!

Elder Heavenly Master Moluo and others also finally felt at ease, even though they held great confidence in Chen Yuan. After all, if he won the last time, there’s no reason to lose this time.

But one can’t rule out even the smallest chance.

Luckily, luckily, the outcome remained unchanged, and they were quite excited.

With the death of the Demon Emperor Realm, who in the Southern Border demon tribes could possibly stand against the strong individuals of the Human Race?

Next, they only needed to find the hiding places of those demon tribes to push forward unimpeded, completely crushing the demon tribe. From this point onward, this Boundary Domain would belong to the Human Race!

"Demon Emperor, it’s ready."

Deep within the Southern Border, Qing Ming Demon God, Bai Shan Demon God, and Cheng Tian Demon God swiftly gathered, moving at a remarkably fast pace. The weakest among the assembled were Great Demons of the Fifth Realm.

To ordinary members of the Human Race, they are absolutely overwhelming existences.

Even when forming a battle array, it couldn’t stop them.

However, Mo Ying pointed to the void, sighing deeply:

"Our tribe’s strong figure has finished the confrontation with Chen Yuan, what a pity.... Their exchange of blows was too fast."

Mo Ying didn’t know if it was that demon tribe’s strong figure being too weak or Chen Yuan being too strong. Clearly, even a battle of Demon Emperor Realm, lasting several days and nights would be normal.

But in just a short half an hour, it concluded.

Even if they wanted to ambush, they no longer had the chance.

If they went now, they would truly be sending themselves to die if Chen Yuan had indeed dealt with that figure!

Upon hearing this, Bai Shan Demon God and Qing Ming Demon God showed an expression of despair: if even the Demon Emperor Realm couldn’t stop Chen Yuan, was there still a necessity to resist?

In the face of the true strong one, they.... truly were nothing.

It would be better to surrender, perhaps Chen Yuan might show some mercy, leaving a path of survival for the demon tribe, although they had this thought.

But no demon god dared to say it publicly.

"What does the Demon Emperor think we should do next?" Bai Shan took a deep breath, asking in a low voice.

Cheng Tian Demon God replied quietly:

"Even the Demon Emperor couldn’t stop Chen Yuan, we clearly have no hope. As I see it, the best option now is.... to disperse."

"Disperse?"

Qing Ming Demon God raised an eyebrow.

"The Southern Border is vast and boundless, its end unknown. If the Hundred Tribes disperse, even Chen Yuan, no matter how powerful, cannot find all and eradicate the demon tribe. And we, should find a Secret Realm early and hide for hundreds of years."

Thus, perhaps they could survive a longer time.

Bai Shan glanced at Cheng Tian Demon God, his gaze flashing, pondering the feasibility of this proposal. After a moment, he nodded, agreeing:

"Cheng Tian Demon God has a point, perhaps only this way can protect the demon tribe. Now, engaging with Chen Yuan and the Human Race is the most unwise choice.

Only by dispersing can we seek survival, but once this happens, there’ll never be the demon tribe again in the future."

The demon tribe isn’t a single entity but collectively refers to all the tribes in the Southern Border, essentially divided into various large and small tribes, restraining each other.

The four Divine Tribes sit atop all demon tribes.

But once the demon tribe disbanded, there will never be an opportunity to regroup, and they lose the last chance to fight against the Human Race.

The Human Race could completely fragment and defeat them piecemeal.

Cheng Tian Demon God’s suggestion could only delay but not save the demon tribe.

The several demon gods all looked at Mo Ying, waiting for his decision because he’s the emperor of the entire current demon tribe, the strongest being, the only one qualified to decide this.

Mo Ying remained silent for a moment, then asked:

"If dispersed, would it still be the demon tribe?"

"But...."

"The heritage of our demon tribe is unknown, and the name of the demon tribe has existed in your and my hearts since our birth. The four Divine Tribes only rose in the past thousand years.

In more ancient times, there were countless strong tribes who faced choice after choice, yet none would speak of dissolving the demon tribe.