Master of the Demon Emperor-Chapter 693: The Final Year

In the blink of an eye, half a year hurriedly passed by.

The Divine Weapons and the Seven Immortal Swords all merged together, enveloped in bright light, making it impossible to discern their specific forms.

Meanwhile, Su Yie was nearby, absorbing the Creation Crystal.

The nearby ravine was piled high with bones, all of which belonged to the Creature of Primordial Genesis, recently blood-washed by the Bloodthirsty Golden Flame Ants.

"How much longer?"

Su Yie silently asked in his heart. He could feel the formation of his Lifesource Artifact, immeasurably powerful, so now he was very anticipatory.

"Soon."

Feng Long replied, its tone filled with excitement.

They were finally about to rise!

Curious, Su Yie asked, "Can you suppress so many Divine Weapons?"

"Thanks to you, we are connected to your soul. In fact, it is you who is suppressing their Artifact Spirits."

Bai Yuan responded, equally exhilarated.

Su Yie suddenly realized and then asked no more.

Because another Supreme Lord of Infinity had just arrived to attack.

As time went by, this area was now considered the edge of the battlefield of heavenly prodigies, so all the wandering heavenly prides were below the Hongmeng Realm.

In less than half an incense stick of time, this Supreme Lord of Infinity lay dead at Su Yie's feet.

As usual, Su Yie threw the opponent's Divine Weapons into the Seven Immortal Swords to enhance his Lifesource Artifact.

Time continued to pass.

Three months later.

Lifesource Artifact completed!

Su Yie slowly rose to his feet, looking at the strong light in front of him. His expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with anticipation.

He could feel a direct connection with this Divine Weapon, as if it were his own arm, easily controlled by him.

The strong light gradually dissipated, revealing a Divine Rapier nearly half a zhang in length standing before him.

The blade was as wide as three fingers, with the center of the blade in black and the edges in bronze. The hilt was entwined like a black dragon, and at the end was a piece of ice crystal, clear and translucent.

As soon as the sword appeared, the space around it fluctuated slightly, and faint flames flickered on the surface of the blade.

"What is this sword's name?"

Su Yie stared at the sword and asked. The wraiths of Feng Long, Bai Yuan, and Silver Marrow had already entered this new sword.

As for the Sword Souls of the other four Immortal Swords, they had not awakened before and were still absent now.

Su Yie did not venture to guess the reasons, as people contend, so do Sword Souls.

"Demon Emperor Sword."

Feng Long's voice emanated from within the Divine Rapier.

Demon Emperor Sword!

This name evoked countless memories for Su Yie.

With a gesture of his right hand, the Demon Emperor Sword flew into his grasp.

Holding the Demon Emperor Sword, an indescribable sense of power surged into his heart.

With a thought, the Demon Emperor Sword vanished into his palm.

The Demon Emperor Sword flew into his Immortal Residence and hovered within the grand hall.

Although the Celestial Authority Demon Star Dao Fruit had burst and merged into his bones and muscles, his Immortal Residence remained.

Then, he took out the Demon Emperor Sword again, repeatedly feeling the connection between his Lifesource Artifact and himself.

The beings who were watching Su Yie were also in awe.

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"Merged with dozens of Divine Weapons, the Demon Emperor Sword, incredible!"

"Demon Emperor Sword? What a domineering name, wonder what its power is like."

"Looks like Celestial Authority Demon Star's strength has surged again."

"Celestial Authority Demon Star is smiling happily, seems like his confidence in becoming a deity has increased."

The beings discussed, witnessing Su Yie holding the Demon Emperor Sword with even greater arrogance, exuding an air of being invincible under the heavens.

This made them look forward to his performance even more.

Su Yie began to practice with the Demon Emperor Sword to adapt to it.

A day later, he continued his cultivation.

His goal was to break through to the rank of Supreme Great Emperor of Infinity before the end of the Genius Chess Tournament.

Otherwise, just relying on the Demon Emperor Sword might not necessarily secure victory in the Genius Chess Tournament.

One year later.

The walls of space contracted, forcing Su Yie to move forward.

Less than a hundred of Heavenly Prides remained in the Genius Chess Tournament, with the Ren Family Brothers all eliminated.

Li Huahun, however, was still steady, and he had already surpassed Su Yie, reaching the rank of Supreme Great Emperor of Infinity first since he was among the earliest to master the Ancestral Flower of Creation.

Every year, Su Yie had to move forward.

The scope of the Genius Chess Tournament had shrunk to less than one ten-thousandth of its original size.

The atmosphere became more oppressive as the tournament progressed.

Even the number of Heavenly Prides seeking to trouble Su Yie dwindled.

In the final few years, the Heavenly Prides had forgotten about the tasks assigned by the Hongmeng Divine Spirits and were wracking their brains to snatch the ultimate victory.

Sandstorms swept the heavens.

Atop a solitary peak, Sun Wukong, dressed in golden chain mail, sat before a cliff, leaning against a huge rock with a golden cudgel by his side, appearing to be asleep.

Ten li away.

Li Huahun was seated in meditation on a pile of sand and stones, with bones piled beneath him.

The two did not disturb each other, for they both belonged to Emperor Su's Sect, and now Sun Wukong was essentially guarding him.

Meanwhile, in a gorge a hundred li to the east, Polar Emperor was cultivating in darkness, with Battle Rules swirling around him, boosting his aura immensely.

It wasn't just them; other Heavenly Prides were scattered around, not disturbing each other, all thinking of improving their own strength as much as possible.

And Sun Wukong, appearing so anomalous, sat alone in the center, like a solitary and proud monarch, sleeping and waiting for the war to begin.

Years passed.

Two years remained until the end of the Genius Chess Tournament.

A Hongmeng Realm of Dao Integration fighter could no longer hold back; he plowed through the rolling sandstorms aiming to kill Li Huahun.

Li Huahun suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with blood.

"Kid, you call this Cultivation fit to stand here?" he roared, intent on slaughtering Li Huahun to seize his Creation Crystal.

As the territory of the Genius Chess Tournament grew narrower, the quantity of Primordial Genesis Creatures attracted also dwindled.

He had no Creation Crystal left, which is why he couldn't help but target the weak to pinch.

Just as Li Huahun was about to rise, a golden giant cudgel, swift as a falling heavenly pillar, descended with a boom and smashed the Heavenly Pride into a pulp, his soul bursting and scattering in all directions.

The entire desert trembled, and even Li Huahun was intimidated by Sun Wukong's power.

The Wraith of that Heavenly Pride attempted to flee, but then streaks of golden light descended from the sky, blasting its Wraith into ash one by one.

Body and spirit extinguished!

A Hongmeng Realm of Dao Integration expert appeared utterly fragile before Sun Wukong.

After the golden cudgel retracted, calm returned once more.

Li Huahun took a deep breath, sat down again, and realizing the magnitude of such power, he understood he could not defeat Sun Wukong.

Too strong!

Truly deserving of being one of the top three in the Ten Strategies of the Chessboard!

The desert quieted once again.

Until the walls of space contracted again.

In the final year, the area of the Genius Chess Tournament had shrunk to a mere hundred li in diameter.

One by one, Heavenly Prides arrived, including Su Yie, Polar Emperor, Tian Cheng Divine Monarch, Crimson Phoenix Empress, and others.

A hundred li was incredibly close for them, almost close enough to see their enemies with the naked eye.

The sandstorm swirled around them.

Su Yie strolled and suddenly sat down, continuing to consume Creation Crystals.

In the distance.

Ji Qiankun and Ji Chongxuan trembled.

"Big brother… let's concede…"

Ji Chongxuan swallowed nervously, feeling the oppressive aura coming from all directions, and couldn't help but shudder.

With resolution, Ji Qiankun said, "Hold on, stay steady, we might still win."