Divine Emperor Demon Emperor

Zhang Jingxiang tried to rush out, but was stopped by Lin Xiaotian. Looking at Zhang Jingxiang, Lin Xiaotian shook his head and said, "Yun’Er will be fine. If you go, you’ll only distract him."

Hearing Lin Xiaotian’s words, Zhang Jingxiang managed to suppress her worry, but her eyes remained fixed nervously on Lin Yun.

Struck by the lightning, Lin Yun’s clothes were tattered and torn. Parts of his body were scorched black, and at first glance, he looked truly miserable.

But only Lin Yun knew that Tang Wushuang’s lightning hadn’t caused him any serious injuries—just some superficial wounds. After all, Tang Wushuang’s Five Thunders Strike the Head was a world apart from a true Celestial Punishment.

Tang Wushuang, on the other hand, had been pierced straight through the chest by the Demon Bone Heaven-Dominating Spear. He spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes radiating a thick killing intent as he stared at Lin Yun.

In their battles, neither of them ever held back. Just now, Lin Yun had risked grievous injury to kill Tang Wushuang, but at the last possible moment, Tang Wushuang managed to avoid a fatal blow.

"Tang Wushuang, no one can save you today! Die!" Taking advantage of his opponent’s injury to press for the kill, Lin Yun roared and charged at Tang Wushuang once more.

Seeing Lin Yun attack, Tang Wushuang showed no fear. He gripped his Scepter, roared, and met the charge. "Lin Yun, you’re the one who’s going to die today!"

Both men were heavily injured, though Lin Yun was in slightly better condition. Tang Wushuang was far worse off; with every surge of Elemental Power he summoned, the wound in his chest forced him to spit out another mouthful of blood.

The two clashed again in a bloody battle. Both Lin Yun and Tang Wushuang were determined to kill the other, completely disregarding their own injuries. As long as they could kill their opponent, any price was worth paying.

Watching the two fight, Lin Xiaotian and the others were shocked. ’What kind of deep-seated hatred exists between these two?’

Lin Xiaotian and Zhang Jingxiang, in particular, saw how their son was fighting. It seemed Lin Yun’s hatred for Tang Wushuang ran even deeper than his hatred for the Royal Family. Lin Yun was willing to suffer any injury just to kill Tang Wushuang.

After several hundred exchanges, both men were covered in wounds, and their conditions were rapidly deteriorating. Tang Wushuang, in particular, was in a precarious situation.

Lin Yun’s Demon Bone Heaven-Dominating Spear had left several gashes on Tang Wushuang. In addition to the wound on his chest, Tang Wushuang’s shoulder had also been pierced by Lin Yun’s spear.

In the two-plus years since they had first met, it was as if Lin Yun and Tang Wushuang were fated rivals, arranged by the heavens. They hated each other to the bone, yet in their countless battles, neither had ever managed to kill the other.

This was especially true for Tang Wushuang. By a strange twist of fate, he had obtained the inheritance of the Thunder God Hall, and his Combat Power had become terrifyingly freakish. It could be said that even the Crown Prince wouldn’t last long against the current Tang Wushuang.

It was as if heaven, in its mysterious ways, had placed Lin Yun and Tang Wushuang on opposite sides, making them natural-born adversaries.

After the fierce, bloody battle, Lin Yun’s clothes were long since soaked red with blood. But he seemed to feel no pain, completely ignoring his own wounds. His eyes were locked on Tang Wushuang as the Demon Bone Heaven-Dominating Spear in his hand thrust out again and again.

The two were evenly matched in strength, and their innate talent surpassed that of top-tier geniuses; they both possessed the makings of a Demon Fiend. And yet, these two individuals fought with an aura that screamed they would not rest until the other was dead.

Inside the Purple Gold Hall, Luo Feng and Du Ying, still seated on the Imperial Platform, had been watching the situation outside. Du Ying, in particular, had long since taken a liking to Tang Wushuang’s talent.

He was also shocked. ’To think a small place like Yanhuang Country could produce two geniuses with the makings of Demon Fiends at the same time.’

Glancing briefly at Luo Feng, Du Ying noticed that Luo Feng didn’t seem to be paying any attention to Tang Wushuang, instead drinking by himself off to the side. Seeing this, Du Ying’s heart settled. ’It’s a good thing Luo Feng isn’t interested.’

’Celestial Eagle Valley already has one Demon Fiend. If I can get Tang Wushuang to join, then perhaps in the near future, Celestial Eagle Valley will have two.’

At this thought, Du Ying could no longer contain himself. He stood up, took a single step, and his figure appeared outside the Purple Gold Hall.

Watching Du Ying’s move, Luo Feng remained completely unmoved. ’Tang Wushuang’s aptitude is indeed impressive, but he and Lin Yun are mortal enemies. Since Flawless Palace wants Lin Yun, we naturally can’t accept Tang Wushuang.’

’Besides, possessing the makings of a Demon Fiend doesn’t make one a true Demon Fiend. Flawless Palace has Disciples with such potential, but they’ve never been able to reach that ultimate level.’

Outside the Purple Gold Hall, Tang Chenming had already guessed Du Ying’s intentions upon his arrival and was secretly delighted. ’No matter what, Tang Wushuang is a member of the Royal Family. If Du Ying truly takes a shine to him, it would be a huge boon for the Royal Family.’

Completely oblivious to Du Ying’s appearance outside the Purple Gold Hall, Lin Yun and Tang Wushuang’s battle had reached its most intense stage.

As Tang Wushuang’s injuries worsened, his speed slowed. Seizing an opportunity, Lin Yun thrust his spear. Tang Wushuang had no space to dodge this strike; the Demon Bone Heaven-Dominating Spear shot straight for his throat.

It was a brilliant thrust, a killing blow. Just as everyone thought Tang Wushuang was dead for sure, Du Ying released a sliver of his aura. Instantly, an immense pressure bore down on Lin Yun, forcing the spear he had already thrust to a dead stop in mid-air.

The pressure from Du Ying instantly forced Lin Yun down onto one knee.

Having had his life spared, Tang Wushuang looked at Du Ying, his heart still pounding with fear. Seeing Tang Wushuang’s gaze, Du Ying said indifferently, "Do you want to join Celestial Eagle Valley and become my Disciple?"

Before Tang Wushuang could even answer, Tang Chenming was already beaming. ’A Disciple of Du Ying? What does that mean? That’s a Core Disciple of Celestial Eagle Valley, a rank even higher than a Direct Disciple! His future achievements and status will be anything but low.’

And what made Tang Chenming happiest of all was that Tang Wushuang was from a side branch of the Royal Family. ’For someone like him to become Du Ying’s Disciple... this is an immense blessing for the Yanhuang Royal Family!’

Never expecting Du Ying to offer to take Tang Wushuang as a disciple right off the bat, Lin Yun, still pinned down by Du Ying’s aura, stared at him with ice-cold eyes.

Instead of answering Du Ying immediately, Tang Wushuang turned to look at Lin Yun, his harsh gaze filled with a thick killing intent.

"Lin Yun, your life can only be taken by my hand, Tang Wushuang’s hand. Stay alive. The next time we meet will be the day I take your head."

Hearing Tang Wushuang’s words, Lin Yun said nothing, but the killing intent in his eyes said it all. ’If Du Ying hadn’t interfered today, Tang Wushuang would already be dead by my spear.’

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