Fantasy: Ten Dragons Compete for the Throne, I, the Villain, Choose to Play it Off

Chapter 182 The Abyss Emperor's Preparations: Powerful Figures from Three Major Forces Appear!
The next moment, Li Xuanyuan threw out a large cauldron, which shone brightly.

Two imposing figures appeared, one at the eighth level of the Void Realm and the other at the ninth level.

"The Dean of Qinglian Academy!"

The other person was naturally a powerful figure from the Qinglian Academy.

Upon seeing Su Dingtian, the two men's expressions turned cold. They were both prodigies of the same era as Su Dingtian, and they had already been at odds with each other back then.

However, Su Dingtian always suffered losses in their clashes when they were young, so he gritted his teeth with hatred whenever he saw the two of them.

"Rumors have it that Qinglian Academy has close ties with the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it turns out to be true!"

"This time, Li Xuanyuan is really cautious. He actually invited a powerful expert from the Qinglian Academy."

"But none of this works; it doesn't change anything at all."

The powerful figure from the Eastern Jin Dynasty sneered.

Everyone present knew each other when they were young; they were all outstanding individuals of their time, and they knew each other well.

In the eyes of the powerful figures of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, even if the Great Zhou Dynasty invited experts from the Qinglian Academy, it would not change the outcome.

"Hehe, how could I miss such a lively event?"

Just then, a voice rang out again from the void.

Immediately afterward, two figures reappeared.

"The Northern Wei Dynasty, Marquis Wu of Wei!"

Upon seeing the newcomers, the powerful figures from the four major forces turned grim.

"Since there are so many familiar faces, I'll join in the fun too!"

Immediately, flames appeared in this space, and a majestic figure appeared in the air.

"The Demon Pavilion Master, Jing Donglai!"

The appearance of the Demon Pavilion Master caused Su Dingtian and the others to feel completely disheartened.

It seems the other side came prepared, as if they knew they would be surrounded and attacked, and made ample preparations.

"I really didn't expect you to have invited the Demon Pavilion Master."

The Dean of Qinglian Academy glanced at Emperor Yuan and said with a look of surprise.

He accepted Li Xuanyuan's invitation without hesitation, not expecting that the emperor had invited others as well.

It should be noted that this Demon Pavilion Master is no ordinary person; he possesses immense strength and is said to have already reached the Saint Realm.

To be able to persuade this person, one absolutely cannot do so without an enormous benefit.

At least in their view, there was no one in the world who could get the Demon Pavilion Master to help them.

"Hehe, Li Xuanyuan, even if you invite the Demon Pavilion Master, it won't change the outcome."

The Saint Realm expert from the Myriad Demons Palace sneered.

The appearance of Jing Donglai filled them with ecstatic joy.

Everyone knows the relationship between the Demon Palace and the Demon Pavilion; they're practically inseparable. Jing Donglai has an excellent relationship with them, so naturally he'll stand on their side.

"Brother Jing, it's been a long time. I hope you've been well."

The powerful figure from the Myriad Demons Palace looked at Jing Donglai and greeted him with a smile.

Jing Dong glanced at the other person but didn't say anything.

At this moment, even the Grand Elder of the Great Zhou Dynasty frowned and asked in a low voice, "Emperor Yuan, did you really invite Jing Donglai here to help?"

"Of course we're here to help."

Emperor Yuan nodded.

The Grand Elder wanted to say something, but Jing Dong, who was not far away, said, "I came here only to destroy the enemies of our Demon Pavilion, and have no intention of making enemies with others."

He said this almost while looking directly at the powerful figures of the Myriad Demons Palace, and the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

Upon seeing this, the two powerful figures from the Myriad Demon Palace had a drastic change in expression.

"Brother Jing, we are allies. Are you going to break our alliance?"

The powerful figure from the Myriad Demons Palace said coldly.

In fact, he was also thinking to himself that although Jing Donglai's strength had reached the Saint Realm, their Ten Thousand Demon Palace had two experts at the seventh level of the Void Realm or above, who could hold off the opponent for a period of time.

Jing Donglai wants to kill them, but it won't be that easy.

"Heh, you have no right to talk to me about the alliance." Jing Donglai sneered, "You have long since broken the alliance between us, and you know that better than anyone else."

It would have been better if this matter hadn't been brought up, because Jing Donglai would have become furious as soon as it was mentioned.

If it weren't for the betrayal of the Ten Thousand Demon Palace, his son wouldn't have perished.

It should be noted that his son's talent back then was no less than that of Jing Shaoyu, the young master of the Demon Pavilion in this generation.

Jing Shaoyu is known as the strongest prodigy among all races.

Among all races, only the reclusive Dragon Clan's Holy Son Ao Tian and the Divine Tiger Clan's Holy Son Hu Meng can rival him.

"what?!"

The experts of the Myriad Demon Palace were shocked, but they still pretended to know nothing.

"You don't need to pretend in front of me anymore; you know perfectly well what's going on."

Without wasting words, Jing Donglai went straight to attack the people from the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.

At this moment, Li Xuanyuan handed the Lotus God Flower directly to Daoist Mo, then looked at the elders and said:
"You protect him first, and then come to help him after the curse is lifted."

"Elder, you should come with me to deal with the powerful enemy."

After saying this, Li Xuanyuan flew away.

To keep all the people from the four major forces here, Mo Daoren's strength is clearly a crucial factor.

Don't underestimate Mo Daoren just because he's only at the ninth level of the Void Realm. His terrifying sword intent is so powerful that even a Saint Realm first-level expert would have to be careful and might get injured.

"Your Majesty, you may go."

Several elders nodded in agreement.

"Old bastards of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, I didn't expect you to become more and more backward as you live. If the deceased Emperor Realm experts of your Eastern Jin Dynasty knew that you colluded with the Heavenly Demon and harmed our human race, they would probably drag you down with you."

The dean of Qinglian Academy said in a cold voice.

They then charged directly at the powerful figures of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

"Old Demon Chen, this time I will absolutely not let you escape again."

Marquis Wei stared intently at one of the powerful figures from the Heavenly Demon Sect and said in a cold voice.

He was furious when he once fought with Chen Laomo and the other party escaped. Now this space has been sealed off, and the other party has nowhere to escape.

"Haha, you want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability."

Although this old devil Chen was extremely unwilling to fight against Marquis Wu of Wei, he absolutely could not admit defeat on the surface.

"The Soul-Calling Flag!"

The next moment, Chen Laomo had a small flag in his hand, which grew larger and larger in the sky until it covered the sky and the sun.

This is a Saint-level divine weapon that Chen Laomo has refined through countless trials and tribulations, and it contains the divine souls of countless powerful beings.

"Lord Wei Wu, please sense whether there are any powerful spirits of your Northern Wei among them?"

Old Demon Chen sneered.

"Stubborn and unyielding!"

Marquis Wu of Wei was filled with rage.

He sensed that the ghosts of their Northern Wei royal family members were hidden within the soul-summoning banner.

Among them was the spirit of his closest brother, Yin Hun.

Many years ago, his older brother went out to gain experience and never came back.

He mobilized all the forces of Northern Wei to search for his elder brother, but to no avail. He never expected that his brother would die at the hands of this old devil Chen.

"Haha, Marquis Wu of Wei, you should thank me. I killed your elder brother, which allowed you to rightfully ascend the throne."

"Old Devil Chen said sarcastically."

Marquis Wu of Wei snorted coldly and took out a long sword with an ancient and simple shape.

"The Ancient Sword of Qingcang!"

This is an imperial-level divine weapon of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

A powerful sword intent emanated from him, and Marquis Wu of Wei slashed out with his sword, causing the space to distort.

(End of this chapter)