Chapter 107: Human Emperor (Part 5)

Bai Fan just thought about it, pinching his fingers to form a pen, attempting to write a countermeasure on the golden Heavenly Book characters.

The attacks from the Demon Emperor and Ghost Emperor had already descended like a raging storm.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Attacks struck the Heavenly Book characters around Bai Fan one after another, sparking dazzling flashes.

Although the Heavenly Book characters were incredibly tough and blocked all the attacks.

But the immense impact kept throwing Bai Fan backward, his body tumbling in the air like a kite, unable to stabilize at all.

"Damn it, I can't go on like this! The time for the Daoist Heavenly Book is limited," Bai Fan cried out inwardly.

He tried hard to adjust his mindset, wanting to focus on writing, but the constant vibrations made it impossible to concentrate, and the characters were shaky and unstable.

Princess Zhaoyang, seeing that Bai Fan could not counterattack and was seemingly just taking a beating while tumbling in the air, could no longer hold back.

Her delicate body shuddered, and with a sharp push of her toes against the ground, her figure sprang up like an arrow released from a bow, wanting to rush forward to lend Bai Fan a hand.

"Your Highness, you must not!" The Imperial Guard Commander, Feng Lin, arrived in time. With a flash, he blocked Princess Zhaoyang's path, reached out, and pressed down, suppressing her Aura.

"Princess Zhaoyang, please come with me. Your father has something to say to you. This is the key to saving Bai Fan."

Princess Zhaoyang was stunned. She hesitated for a moment but finally gritted her teeth and nodded. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was distracted, the two quietly slipped away from the noisy main hall.

Moving quickly, Feng Lin brought Princess Zhaoyang to the outside of the Rende Imperial Bedchamber.

Around the bedchamber, the Ninth Prince's forces had already set up multiple layers of encirclement. The three inner and three outer defensive lines sealed the bedchamber tightly like a wall of bronze and iron; ordinary people could not get within half a step.

"Oh no, with so many people, we can't get in at all!" Princess Zhaoyang frowned, her expression anxious. Although her cultivation was not bad, forcing her way in was not realistic.

Feng Lin, however, remained calm. He gently patted Princess Zhaoyang's shoulder and whispered, "Your Highness, rest assured. They cannot stop me. You just need to follow my lead and do not get distracted."

After saying this, his gaze focused, the spiritual power within his body circulated rapidly, and a gust of fresh wind immediately wrapped around the two of them.

Feng Lin's figure instantly became as light as a feather, as if he could merge into the air at any moment.

Feng Lin, as his name suggested, specialized in wind-type Spells.

He had been accompanied by the wind since childhood. As his spiritual power circulated, he could transform into a gale, leaving no trace behind. He had saved Emperor Rende from desperate situations several times at critical moments.

It was precisely because of this that he became the Imperial Guard Commander most trusted by Rende.

Feng Lin skillfully led Princess Zhaoyang to avoid all eyes; the guards only felt a gentle breeze pass by and did not notice a thing.

Bai Fan was bombarded repeatedly by the Demon Emperor and Ghost Emperor. The Heavenly Book characters around him dimmed, and he had no way to write powerful Daoist Spells under such intense offensive.

"Damn it!" Bai Fan gritted his teeth, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

In his desperation, he took out that blood-colored broadsword.

The blade was as scarlet as blood, and it was surrounded by blood-red mist. This was equipment he had obtained after defeating Demon Marquis Tianyan, and its power was extraordinary.

"Since I can't write, then I'll use the most direct method!"

Bai Fan gripped the hilt with both hands, and the Void Power within his body surged out like a tidal wave, pouring into the blade all at once.

This time, he held nothing back; all his spiritual power was poured into it.

In an instant, the tips of the blood-red mist gradually turned black, and a black and red intertwined mist swirled and rose on the blade.

The blade's Aura became increasingly eerie, emitting an intense killing intent as if a bloodthirsty object had awakened.

At this moment, it had gained sentience. It was no longer a Mortal weapon but an existence known as the "Demon Blade"!

"True Void Slash!"

Accompanied by a low roar, Bai Fan slashed down fiercely, and the Void Power poured into the blade like a rushing river.

In an instant, the Demon Blade erupted with a long, thin black fissure.

Although it was not large, the tearing force emitted from that fissure was like the sound of death, passing silently in front of the Demon Emperor and Ghost Emperor…

The Demon Emperor and Ghost Emperor's movements suddenly stalled. They looked down in disbelief, only to see that the black fissure had silently passed through their bodies.

"This… impossible!"

Their pupils shrank sharply, their spiritual power rapidly dissipated, and even their voices carried a trembling of terror.

Before they could utter more questions, their bodies were severed at the waist from the middle!

"Bang—"

With a dull thud, the surrounding air instantly solidified, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Blood bloomed in the air, and the two fell from high altitude.

During the fall, their shattered bodies turned into four pieces, crashing heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.

Bai Fan had used this heaven-shaking strike, instantly draining all the spiritual power in his body.

He gripped the Demon Blade with both hands, waves of weakness washing over him, making it difficult even to stand steady.

For a moment, his face turned pale as paper, and beads of sweat as large as beans rolled down his forehead.

He gasped violently, almost unable to calm his emotions.

"Are… they dead?" Bai Fan used all his strength to look up at the four-part bodies below, still harboring a trace of doubt in his heart.

He really couldn't believe that just this one strike could kill these two old monsters who had existed for tens of thousands of years and were famous throughout the Five Regions.

Meanwhile, in front of the main hall.

The Ninth Prince stared at everything in a daze, as if he had seen a ghost, his body stiffening.

He completely couldn't imagine that Bai Fan could kill the Demon Emperor and Ghost Emperor with a single strike.

"This… this is impossible!" the Ninth Prince muttered to himself, his voice trembling in disbelief.

One must know, these two were old monsters who had Cultivated for tens of thousands of years.

Each of them was enough to plunge the Mortal world into an irreversible catastrophe; how could they be killed by Bai Fan in one move?

Fu Taiqing's legs went weak at this moment, and he collapsed to the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

He grabbed the Ninth Prince's sleeve and said, trembling:

"Your… Your Highness, let's… let's run! Bai Fan is already invincible! We can't fight him at all. If we don't leave now, it'll be too late!"

"Shut up! How could Bai Fan…"

The Ninth Prince was just about to rebuke him, but seeing the undisguised fear on Fu Taiqing's face, his own unease grew even more intense.

He also couldn't help but start to doubt whether there was any need for him to stay any longer.

Just at this moment—

"Jie jie jie jie—"

Two ear-piercing, strange laughs came from below, the voices hoarse and low, as if demonic sounds were drilling into his ears.

Bai Fan's heart tightened, and he quickly cast his gaze toward the broken bodies below.

"I *&#…"

He saw that the four broken pieces of the bodies were actually slowly wriggling, the severed parts beginning to self-heal, the broken limbs connecting to each other and piecing themselves back together.

The Demon Emperor and Ghost Emperor's figures gradually recovered, and a thick Demonic Qi and ghost energy burst out from within them, instantly enveloping the entire main hall!

"Hehe… not bad, Bai Fan, you almost really killed us."

The Demon Emperor's face was ferocious, his eyes scarlet as blood, and a grim smile hung on his lips, "However, this level is still not enough…"

"You brat… where on earth did you get such strong Void Power?" The Ghost Emperor's gaze was gloomy, his voice low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of Hell.

"It's a pity, you don't seem to be the true master of this Void Power. With your current state, you cannot kill us."

Before the words fell, pitch-black light began to emanate from their bodies, and eerie patterns spread continuously from the severed areas, as if some kind of power was awakening.

In an instant, their Aura became even more terrifying than before, as if two demon gods had descended, shrouding Bai Fan.

Bai Fan's pupils shrank, and the hand holding the Demon Blade couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh no… these two, they really aren't that easy to deal with!"

He cursed inwardly, forcefully gritting his teeth, trying hard to steady himself, but the feeling of weakness in his body grew stronger, causing even the strength to hold the blade to gradually fade away.