"Damn it, I've only just recovered, how could I encounter such a bizarre existence? How can there be Immortal Emperor powerhouses after the Fall of Emperors?"
Cold sweat broke out on Chi Feng's forehead, and he looked at the black-robed youth he had just mocked with disbelief.
"Chi Ming, send a message to the Holy City. Unknown powerhouses have descended upon the Demon Realm, seeking help. If the Holy City is willing to lend a hand, the Chi Yan Demon Clan will surrender and become a vassal of the Holy City from now on."
Chi Ming quickly reacted. He was also an Immortal King and could naturally sense the anomaly.
The old Taoist did not stop his plea for help.
As for Mu Changqing, he was still immersed in memories, that period of struggling for survival between life and death, and wandering.
The sky gradually darkened, and billions of miles of sky turned into a faint purple.
The Three Thousand Great Daos retreated in fear, and all the wondrous phenomena of creation in the world dissipated.
The wind ceased, and a deathly silence fell.
Everyone in the Chi Yan Demon Clan's hearts pounded faster and faster, their heartbeats exceptionally clear in the silent space.
No one dared to speak, no one dared to make a move.
Even a fool would understand at this moment that the black-robed youth before them seemed... angry.
And the price of his anger seemed somewhat terrifying.
"That's not right. This brave fellow just mocked him a few times, why would Mu Changqing be so out of sorts... No, this guy isn't out of sorts; he's been suppressing his true nature all along."
The old Taoist felt that something was amiss. Mu Changqing, having spent years with him, had always given the impression of being carefree.
He didn't kill indiscriminately, and he didn't treat Zhang Fanchen and Yuan Datou with the arrogance that a taboo of the Emperor's Fall should possess.
"During the Era of the Emperor's Fall, Mu Changqing slaughtered three thousand Immortal Emperors... Was it truly just to escape the chessboard? But why didn't he directly confront the Heavenly Dao? With his strength back then, he had already gained the recognition of innate beings and the Heavenly Dao...!"
"Unless... his true nature is to slaughter, to bury everything, but before he could slaughter everything, he was stopped by the Heavenly Dao... If the Heavenly Dao hadn't intervened, after this guy buried all acquired beings, his target would have been innate beings... A madman, a madman!"
The old Taoist dared not continue to speculate. His level of speculation was always based on reason and evidence.
In grander terms, this was a form of deduction.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a vague sense of unease growing in his heart. He hoped Mu Changqing wouldn't cause too much trouble.
Otherwise, the world, which had just dawned, would be buried by him once more.
After a long while, Mu Changqing slowly raised his head. The sinister smile had long vanished from his demonic and charming face, leaving only a cold indifference.
"Reveal all your hidden cards. I will give you the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. If I am not satisfied, I will bury the Demon Realm. If the Demon Realm cannot satisfy me, I will bury all the realms."
Mu Changqing spoke slowly, the purple Netherflame engulfing the endless sky. The aura of silence that had accumulated over countless ages emanated from him.
The surrounding space twisted, and terrifying phenomena appeared behind him.
It was a world, a primordial great realm.
Above the great realm, three thousand Immortal Emperors were beheaded, staining the clear sky with blood. Billions of beings wailed in terror, like a living hell.
The river of time shattered, and the chaotic sea of realms churned, stirring up boundless and magnificent power, as if turning the page of an era.
The aura of the Emperor's Fall permeated the entire Demon Realm. Countless beings, not understanding why, looked up at the purple sky.
Fear appeared on the old Taoist's face for the first time, and he quickly said.
"Burial Emperor, do not be rash. If you disrupt this game, everything will begin anew, and all your schemes will be in vain."
Hearing this, Mu Changqing glanced indifferently at the old Taoist.
Seeing this, the old Taoist immediately shut his mouth and said no more.
That gaze was very familiar to the old Taoist.
All innate beings had paid attention to that great battle.
That was the gaze Mu Changqing had back then.
Fearless of everything, all beings, whether innate or acquired, were to be buried.
Chi Feng's body grew cold, and he spoke in terror, involuntarily.
"The phenomenon of an Immortal Emperor's demise... The Burial Emperor, the taboo of the Emperor's Fall."
"It's over, everything is over."
He was born in the Primordial Era and naturally knew why the Era of the Emperor's Fall had ended.
It was precisely because he knew that he understood what despair was.
Half an incense stick later, a True Demon King from the Holy City descended.
He exuded boundless supreme radiance, looking at the scene with confusion and saying.
"You are Chi Feng? The Holy Son of the Chi Yan Demon Clan, sealed in the Primordial Divine Source. What happened? Why is this place...!"
Before he could finish, at Chi Feng's signal, this True Demon King, who was at the level of a giant Immortal King, looked at Mu Changqing, who had a cold expression below.
"Damn it, Chi Feng, you've tricked me."
This True Demon King's vision was naturally far superior to Chi Feng's, and he instantly understood how terrifying the existence below was.
Even when facing a Demon Emperor, he had never felt such a sense of powerlessness.
Then, he turned to flee, intending to break through the void.
Mu Changqing's body remained still, and he merely glanced at the True Demon King.
In an instant, a wisp of purple flame fell from the sky and engulfed him.
Screams of agony echoed throughout the Demon Realm. No matter how he struggled, it was futile.
The extreme pain spread throughout his body and soul.
He wanted to die, but he couldn't.
He wanted to live? At this moment, his life was worse than death.
A dignified giant Immortal King, an existence that could travel freely throughout the heavens. Apart from a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, he was invincible.
Now, he was like an ant, being tormented, how could this not lead to despair?
Mu Changqing raised his purple eyes and looked at Chi Feng, saying.
"Continue."
As he spoke, cultivators of the Chi Yan Demon Clan were successively engulfed by the purple Netherflame, including Chi Ming and Chi Ao.
Mu Changqing did not kill them directly, but instead, subjected them to extreme torment.
Enjoying the torture of the Dao Flame, unique to the Great Dao of Burial of the Heavens.
Screams of agony echoed in the silent sky.
"Ahhhhh, Lord Demon Emperor, save me."
The True Demon King roared, his voice spreading throughout the Demon Realm.
In an instant, Quasi-Immortal Emperor radiance erupted, coming from the depths of the Holy City.
Terrifying imperial might enveloped the entire Demon Realm, shaking all beings in the heavens and myriad realms.
What kind of existence could alarm the Demon Emperor to act personally?
In a breath, a hazy figure appeared high in the sky, exuding supreme immortal light, brilliant and dazzling, vast and profound.
Mu Changqing looked up, his expression neither joyful nor sad. A mere Quasi-Immortal Emperor could be annihilated with a raise of his hand.
However, a flicker of surprise suddenly flashed in Mu Changqing's purple eyes.
"Destiny is concealed? Interesting."
"You are... the Burial Emperor!"
As he spoke, the Quasi-Immortal Emperor radiance around the Demon Emperor surged, clearly showing extreme shock and a wavering state of mind. Strangely, even though he knew Mu Changqing's true identity, the Demon Emperor did not flee.
After calming down, he continued to speak.
"Lord Burial Emperor, can you spare my Demon Realm?"
"Oh? Reasons?"
As Mu Changqing spoke, his intent moved slightly.
All the cultivators of the Chi Yan Demon Clan were engulfed by the purple Netherflame, including Chi Feng. In endless terror, Mu Changqing erased them from all past, present, and future.
This time, Mu Changqing wielded the Dao rhyme of the Great Dao of Burial of the Heavens. All existence could be buried.
No matter how you struggled, even those with innate destiny, were no exception.