Looking at the massive crater blasted open by the Lightning, the Broken Shadow Demon Lord felt a lingering fear.
The power of Martial Dao Practitioners is limited; in the end, one cannot defy the heavens.
To survive in this world, one must maintain reverence for the forces of nature.
And in the entire world, the only person most skilled at borrowing the power of nature is the Demoness Yu Yi Jue.
The Broken Shadow Demon Lord had investigated the Demoness for many years—how could he not know this?
The reason he dared to make a move in front of Yu Yi was precisely because he thought he already understood the Demoness completely.
With the cultivation of a Grandmaster Seventh Realm, the timing of her moves, the power, the duration of her techniques—Broken Shadow Demon Lord had calculated it all.
But that thunder just now—its speed and power—had completely surpassed his calculations.
“What’s going on… If it’s the cultivation of a Grandmaster Seventh Realm, the time needed to cast the Summoning Lightning Art should have been a little slower, shouldn’t it? And this power… If I had reacted just a bit slower, I might already be…”
The Broken Shadow Demon Lord looked at Yu Yi, a drop of cold sweat sliding down his face.
“Did she really break through successfully? How could such a thing be possible!?”
Yu Yi gently stroked Huang Doudou, who had thrown herself into her arms, and for once revealed a rare, gentle side.
“Doudou, well done. Your performance pleased your Master.”
Just as Huang Doudou was about to get into trouble, memories finally awakened again, flooding into Yu Yi’s mind.
In those memories, although Huang Doudou was a mischievous, lazy, and eccentric disciple who often made people worry, she was still the youngest—a child—so she was especially cherished in the Sect.
Now that Huang Doudou had been bullied, how could her Master just stand by?
Yu Yi suppressed the tenderness in her eyes, looking faintly at the Broken Shadow Demon Lord, killing intent rising from her gaze.
“You look rather shocked, don’t you?”
Yu Yi already knew the experience of imparting cultivation techniques to Huang Doudou and how to control lightning.
Since her power had already awakened—
Then next came the moment of the hunt!
“You actually broke through.”
The Broken Shadow Demon Lord’s face darkened as he tried not to show panic, speaking stiffly.
“My strength is unfathomable. It’s natural that a nobody like you can’t measure it.”
The white-robed beauty on the ice throne slowly crossed her snow-white legs, exuding nobility and a faint, overwhelming arrogance.
“While this seat was absent from Among the Colorful Clouds, your Ghost Shadow Sect took advantage and intruded, yet you also helped with the cleaning.”
“By emotion and reason, this seat ought to grant you the chance to end yourself. Unfortunately, your mistake was killing all the Servants working for Among the Colorful Clouds, and even more, you used despicable means to bully my disciple.”
Yu Yi raised a jade finger, pointing to the sky.
“This seat will kill you with my own hands.”
As soon as her words fell, the entire sky changed color.
In the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered, and violent winds howled through the mountains like evil spirits wailing, making one’s hair stand on end.
Next, lightning flickered within layers of black clouds, thunder rumbled, and it felt as if a powerful force was brewing.
The Broken Shadow Demon Lord looked up at the sky.
The next moment, his eyes widened, as if he had seen hell with his own eyes.
From within the thick clouds, a colossal Dragon Form made of thunder and lightning burst forth, overlooking the land like a divine dragon descending to the mortal world.
Under this suffocating pressure, the Broken Shadow Demon Lord felt as if he were bound, unable to move.
The dragon’s maw opened wide, ready to devour all, and energy gathered in its mouth, as if Heavenly Punishment would descend at any moment.
The Broken Shadow Demon Lord finally managed to catch his breath.
Killing intent flickered in his eyes as he prepared to risk everything.
He vanished into the shadows, striking straight at the Demoness atop the ice throne!
Yu Yi’s expression remained unchanged as she watched the Broken Shadow Demon Lord appear from the shadows, instantly arriving before her.
“Too slow.”
She spoke lightly, and her raised jade finger slowly lowered.
The power of thunder gathered in the dragon’s mouth poured down instantly.
Heavenly Lightning roared like a pillar of light, piercing through the heavens and earth, striking the Broken Shadow Demon Lord with precision.
After a blinding flash of light, everything around remained intact.
Only the spot where the Broken Shadow Demon Lord had stood had become scorched earth.
His true body had vanished, soul and spirit scattered—completely annihilated.
The dragon in the sky also dissipated.
The dark clouds scattered, the wind ceased, and the skies cleared.
Peace returned to the world.
“One move… She killed the just-broken-through Broken Shadow Demon Lord with a single strike?”
The Old Sect Master of the Hundred Martial Sects, who had witnessed everything, nearly fainted again.
The Broken Shadow Demon Lord, after breaking through, possessed the power of a Grandmaster Eighth Realm.
Even if the Demoness had broken through as well, they should have been evenly matched.
Yet, the result was the Broken Shadow Demon Lord being slain by a single blow from the Demoness.
Even ignoring how overwhelming that attack was, just this outcome proved that the Demoness’s cultivation was definitely above the Grandmaster Eighth Realm.
Could it be…?
Has the world’s third Martial Emperor been born?
Yu Yi’s instant slaying of the Broken Shadow Demon Lord also stunned her two disciples.
“Wow… Master, when can I summon a dragon to play with too?”
Huang Doudou tugged at Yu Yi’s sleeve, stars shining in her eyes.
“Silly Doudou, that’s not a dragon. It’s an illusion formed from Master’s power.”
Blue Ling’er tapped Huang Doudou’s head, reminding her.
“If you want to really play with a dragon, then wait until Master is in a good mood and goes to the Archaic Otherworld to catch one!”
“Can Master really catch such a big dragon like just now?”
“Of course. Who is Master? Catching a dragon is nothing!”
Though flattered by the praise, Yu Yi’s mind was buzzing.
Damn, do dragons really exist in this world?
And what is this Archaic Otherworld?
Forget it.
It’s probably a place that has nothing to do with me anyway.
“Ling’er, don’t be cheeky.”
Yu Yi smiled helplessly.
Blue Ling’er giggled, then cleared her throat and respectfully stood by Yu Yi’s side again, looking at the members of the Hundred Martial Sects cowering in the corner.
“Master, are you going to interrogate these people yourself next?”
Huang Doudou added from the side.
“Reporting to Master, that bastard Fragmented Shadow slipped away at some point. Should I go bring him back?”
“If Fragmented Shadow escaped, so be it. It’s not worth worrying about. Even if he crawls back to his lair, he’s unfit for any important role. With the Ghost Shadow Sect leaderless, it’s destined to fall apart.”
Yu Yi said casually.
She then glanced at the members of the Hundred Martial Sects.
“Bring these people here.”
Blue Ling’er and Huang Doudou obeyed.
In a flash, they appeared before the members of the Hundred Martial Sects.
“Can you still walk?”
Blue Ling’er looked coldly at the “little thieves” before her.
“Yes, of course.”
The Old Sect Master replied hastily, showing complete obedience.
He knew well that if he didn’t behave, an even worse fate might await him.
The members of the Hundred Martial Sects were brought before Yu Yi.
Before Yu Yi could speak, there was a loud thud.
The Old Sect Master had already fallen to his knees, bowing his head and begging for mercy.
“It was my folly, my arrogance, to dare covet Sect Leader Yu’s Shushu Pavilion! I beg Sect Leader Yu to grant us another chance…”
However, before he could finish, Yu Yi interrupted with a faint voice.
“Sect Leader Yu? Heh, no one in this world has ever called this seat that. Some call me Yi Jue, others the Demoness. Weren’t you calling me that earlier?”
“That… that’s because…”
“I don’t like useless chatter.”
Yu Yi waved her hand.
“Life or death, you choose.”
The members of the Hundred Martial Sects held their breath, waiting for Yu Yi’s next words.
“Those who follow me prosper—”
Yu Yi glanced at the spot where the Broken Shadow Demon Lord had been obliterated.
“Those who defy me perish.”
She then looked at the terrified members of the Hundred Martial Sects.
“Who agrees, who opposes?”