amaotonovel Chapter 303 Surrender
Chapter 303 Surrender
Ye Wutan took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently, his face showing a mixture of pain and determination.
"My clan... is willing to surrender!"
His voice was trembling slightly, yet it echoed clearly across the battlefield. Every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
"In that case, let's discuss post-war matters."
Li Jun smiled and tilted his head slightly, then winked at the other three holy land masters around him.
The other three saints understood, nodded slightly, and walked towards Ye Wutan at the same time.
"Of course we have to talk, but the most urgent thing right now is to quickly separate those two, right?"
As Ye Wutan retreated, he stretched out his hand and pointed tremblingly at Xu Hanyi and his ancestor who were still fighting fiercely in the distance.
"No rush, they can't do anything to each other for a while anyway, let's just talk..."
Li Jun had a leisurely smile on his face and was about to take the first step, but at this moment, his smile suddenly froze and a hint of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, a cold aura spread out, causing everyone present to shiver.
A gloomy river appeared out of nowhere behind Ye Wutan.
Ye Wutan reacted extremely quickly. The moment the eerie chill swept over him, he punched out without hesitation.
However, the moment his fist touched the gloomy river, a strange scene occurred.
His fist seemed to be eroded by an invisible but powerful force in an instant. His skin shriveled and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his muscles atrophied and disappeared bit by bit, turning into a pile of white bones in the blink of an eye.
Ye Wutian subconsciously wanted to retract his arm, but the force spread rapidly along his arm like a cancer.
"Do it!"
Li Jun's eyes were like an eagle, and he made a decision in an instant. Seeing this, the others did not dare to hesitate and followed closely.
For a moment, all kinds of lights flashed and the roar of spells rose one after another.
Although Ye Wu had many magic weapons in his hands, he could hardly hold on against the overwhelming siege of the crowd even if he tried his best to resist.
The strange river continued to erode his strength, his movements gradually becoming slower, and the wounds on his body became more and more numerous. Blood continued to flow, staining his clothes crimson.
In the end, Ye Wutan could no longer hold on under the combined attack of everyone. After letting out an unwilling roar, his body fell heavily to the ground, ending his life in disgrace.
"How dare you...how dare you..."
A demon king wanted to condemn, but his mouth was immediately covered by his companions.
"We humans have always been willing to befriend the demons, and we don't care who becomes the demon king."
Li Jun glanced at the demon kings, his voice steady and powerful, carrying unquestionable authority. He then walked towards a pale-faced woman.
After Li Jun left, the demon kings all lowered their heads silently.
Their faces had different expressions, some were unwilling, while others were full of contemplation, as if they were weighing the deeper meaning behind Li Jun's words.
"Fellow Daoist, are you from the Immortal Realm?"
Li Jun went straight to the point, staring at the pale Qing Shu with a gaze as sharp as a torch, a hint of vigilance and inquiry in his eyes.
"Why does Saint Li say that?"
Qingshu raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a bright smile.
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her hand and waved it lightly, and a cold aura instantly spread out.
The strange river that was filled with gloomy energy and caused Ye Wutan so much suffering was now winding around her wrist like an obedient long snake.
"Such a complete immortal weapon, apart from a few major holy places, only the immortal world has it."
Li Jun's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at the strange river surrounding Qing Shu's wrist.
"Surely, Lord Li wouldn't do something like that, killing people for treasures?"
Qingshu raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Li Jun with a half-smile in her beautiful eyes.
"Don't get me wrong, I just want to know the current situation in the fairy world."
Li Jun scratched his head and a kind smile appeared on his face.
"Then Lord Li asked the wrong person."
Qing Shu shook her head slightly, and her long black hair swayed. Her eyes were calm, and there was not much expression on her pale face. Her gaze passed over Li Jun, through the smoke-filled battlefield, and fell in the direction of the demon clan's palace in the distance.
"In that case, I won't bother you anymore."
Li Jun bowed, said no more, stood up, tapped the ground with his toes, and rushed towards the front battlefield between the human and demon races like a black afterimage.
In the demon clan's royal palace, a depressing and eerie atmosphere permeated the sleeping chamber. The luxurious decorations seemed somewhat eerie in the dim light.
A man suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his chest heaving violently, and he was gasping for breath, as if he had just escaped from a terrible nightmare.
After a while, his eyes gradually became clear and he came to his senses.
"Fortunately, this emperor has a trick up his sleeve."
Ye Wutian muttered to himself, his voice filled with relief at having survived, yet also hinted at a hint of ruthlessness. His eyes were sinister as he glanced around, as if trying to confirm whether it was truly safe.
Then he clapped his hands, and the crisp applause echoed in the silent bedroom.
I saw a graceful figure slowly walking out from the shadows. It was a charming woman.
"Lord Demon Emperor."
Catwoman spoke softly, with a hint of awe, as she knelt in front of Ye Wutan. Her furry ears drooped slightly, and her tail lay quietly on the ground. Her pretty face was hidden in the shadows, revealing only the graceful curve of her neck.
"From now on, you will sit on the throne of the Demon King. How about that?"
A faint smile appeared on Ye Wutan's lips, with an unfathomable light flashing in his eyes. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently lifted Catwoman's chin with his index finger.
"Whatever the Demon King says, that's it. I only listen to the Demon King."
Catwoman's voice was soft and charming. She gently held Ye Wuotian's hand, slowly took it from her chin, and then pressed her cheek against the hand, stroking it gently, her eyes full of tenderness and dependence.
"..."
Seeing his hand being taken away from his chin, a hint of displeasure flashed in Ye Wutan's eyes. The corners of his mouth, which were originally slightly raised, drooped slightly, and the light in his eyes instantly became colder.
But he quickly suppressed his dissatisfaction, and his face returned to that half-smile, without saying anything.
"Now that my clan has been defeated, I'm officially dead. The ancestors and the human race will definitely not let me live. When the time comes, you can simply take the throne of the Demon King as the Demon Queen. You'll have people supporting you."
Ye Wutian's eyes were sinister, and his voice was low and fierce as he explained in an orderly manner. "Also, keep an eye on the old ancestor outside. There's a chance that the wooden box will..."
Before he could finish his words, Catwoman slowly stood up, took light steps, and actually sat in his arms.
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