# Chapter 1676: The Trembling Yaksha
Yan Wu departed, about to face Yun Che, who was rumored to have instantly slain the Fenyue God Emperor with a single sword strike, yet she showed no trace of anxiety or fear.
"Father, should we summon 'them' to the Imperial Hall?" Yan Jie asked respectfully.
"No. If we do that, wouldn't it make us, the Yan Mo, seem afraid?" Yan Tianxiao said. "Jie'er, go and open the barrier of the 'Tomb.'"
Yan Jie was startled. "Father, are you really going to…"
"Of course." Yan Tianxiao's gaze was cold and dark. "Do you think I and Wu'er were joking just now?"
"But Father also said that Fen Daojun's death and the fall of Fenyue are true. Even if Yun Che isn't as extraordinary as the rumors claim, he's definitely not to be underestimated."
"This time he came alone, so he must have a trump card. Before we figure out his true intentions, if we rashly do this… what if… what if…"
Yan Tianxiao glanced sideways and said, "Fen Daojun treasured his throne immensely and adhered to the principle of 'stability' his entire life. Yet he was still killed and his lair seized."
"It hasn't been many days, and now Yun Che suddenly appears here. Do you think he came to chat and drink tea? Why should we be courteous to him?"
"Moreover, he arrived far too quickly, catching me somewhat off guard. I can't figure out what he intends to do. In this situation, being evasive and insincere would only put us at a disadvantage. It's better to be decisive!" The Yan Emperor's eyes flashed with a cold glint.
Yan Jie clenched his fist and said, "I'm just afraid that…"
"I know what you're worried about," the Yan Emperor said coldly. "Don't forget why Yun Che appeared in the Northern Divine Region. He fled here after being hunted down by the Eastern Divine Region. If he could use that kind of power freely, he wouldn't have ended up in such a state."
"If we lure him into the 'Tomb,' he will surely die, and the threat will be permanently eliminated. But… if he can even escape from the 'Tomb,' then all my other countermeasures would be useless anyway."
"I see." Yan Jie finally understood.
Indeed, if Yun Che could truly unleash the power that killed Fen Daojun again, and if he could escape from the "Tomb," then any other response would be in vain. So why not just get it over with directly!
If they can kill him, the trouble is gone forever; if not, then they might as well accept their fate… and they would have no choice but to accept it.
"Good that you understand. As the crown prince, being overly timid—in this regard, you are far inferior to Wu'er." Yan Tianxiao snorted coldly.
"Father's lesson is well taken." Yan Jie immediately bowed his head and said sincerely, "Xiao Wu not only has extraordinary talent, but her mind is also increasingly resembling Father's. I will definitely work harder."
"Now go."
"Yes, Father."
As Yan Jie left and his rapidly retreating figure faded into the distance, Yan Tianxiao let out a soft breath, and his fierce expression softened slightly.
"Jie'er, being an emperor is not easy. Wu'er's strengths are the greatest test for you. If you can't even withstand this pressure…"
"Don't ever let me down."
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Outside the Yanmo Imperial Domain, the hollow eyes of the demon skull suddenly blazed with two clusters of dark light, and the closed, bone-white demon teeth slowly opened.
A woman covered in black armor, with a slender, graceful figure and clearly defined curves, walked out slowly. Her cold, sharp eyes pierced straight at Yun Che.
Behind her, a group of Yan Mo guards had already deeply prostrated themselves: "Greetings, Lord Yaksha."
The woman said nothing, and they kept their heads lowered, not daring to lift them even a little.
"Yaksha Yan Wu." She announced her name. "Are you Yun Che?"
The daughter of the Yan Emperor, the foremost of the Yan Mo, the woman in the Northern Domain second only to Chi Wuyue… Yun Che narrowed his eyes at her and said, "Take me to see the Yan Emperor."
Back when news of Yan San's death arrived, the information about Yun Che indicated that his profound force cultivation was only at the Divine Sovereign Realm. The entire Yan Mo clan found it utterly unbelievable.
Now, with the drastic changes in the Yan Mo, they were even less able to believe that Yun Che was merely a Divine Sovereign.
But Yan Wu's divine sense repeatedly confirmed that the man before her, with his cold gaze and complete absence of emotional fluctuation under her pressure and stare, possessed a profound force of only the eighth level of the Divine Sovereign Realm!
That was only one minor realm off from the rumors.
"Alright." Yan Wu did not waste any more words. "Follow me."
Bam!
Yun Che kicked aside a mangled corpse nearby and said indifferently, "There was an insolent fellow. I dealt with him. You don't mind, do you?"
The Yan Mo guards, still kneeling with heads bowed, all changed expression drastically… This was the Yanmo Imperial Domain! The Yaksha Yan Mo was present! Never had anyone dared to provoke the Yaksha Yan Mo so brazenly!
Even if a God Emperor from another king realm visited, they would never act this way.
"Heh," Yan Wu gave a cold smile. "Since it was an insolent thing, death is fitting."
With that, she waved her hand, and a demonic wind swept up, turning the scattered remains into dust in the air. "Is this satisfactory?"
That wisp of demonic wind carried a pressure that made the space tremble continuously.
The woman before him, the second-in-command of the Yan Mo Realm… in terms of strength alone, she might indeed be no less than Qianye Ying'er at her peak.
And Yun Che, having stood in the Northern Divine Region, driven by both the Void Law and the Dark Eternal Calamity, had in just a few short years come to face figures at the very pinnacle of the present age.
That also meant he was getting closer and closer to his goal.
Yun Che glanced at her and said, "Let's go."
The Yanmo Imperial Domain was shrouded in black mist, with an extremely dense dark aura.
This place was undoubtedly a paradise for dark beings. But if someone who did not cultivate darkness, such as a profound practitioner from the other three divine regions, came here, even if they were at the Divine Path level, they would die within a very short time.
The Yanmo Imperial Domain was exceptionally quiet and deathly still. Wherever Yan Wu walked, everything turned stiff and cold. Sensing her aura, the profound practitioners of the Yan Mo would bow from afar, not daring to rise until she had walked a great distance, lest they show any discourtesy or disrespect.
Yaksha—a legendary hellish demon. This woman, with her seductive appearance, devilish figure, and terrifying strength, seemed to have a ferocious and ruthless temperament.
"I heard that Young Master Yun slew a God Emperor with a single sword stroke in the Fenyue Realm, shocking all directions."
After the two had walked in silence for a long time, Yan Wu finally spoke, her voice light. "My father, upon hearing this, greatly admired you. He welcomes your initiative to visit."
"However, I wonder why Young Master Yun has come uninvited this time? You are from the Eastern Divine Region, so perhaps you do not know that in our Northern Divine Region, arriving without notice is a major taboo that invites resentment. If you were not a distinguished guest, you would likely have been thrown out by now."
Yan Wu's words carried both probing and provocation.
After she finished speaking, she waited for a long time but received no response.
She glanced sideways and saw that Yun Che's face and eyes remained cold and distant, his dark gaze fixed straight ahead, not turning toward her even a fraction… He completely ignored her words.
As if telling her that she was unworthy of his reply.
The daughter of the Yan Emperor, the foremost of the Yan Mo, a Tenth-rank Divine Lord… unworthy!?
Yan Wu turned her gaze back, showing no anger, and stopped speaking, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes.
In terms of pride, she would lose to no one in this age!
"We're here."
After a long, oppressive silence, Yan Wu stopped before another enormous demon skull. Without turning around, she said to Yun Che, "Beyond this gate lies the Eternal Dark Demon Palace. The Imperial Hall where my father is located is inside. Please go ahead."
Though she said "please," she took the lead and stepped through the palace gate.
Yun Che stepped forward. Just as he approached, a black light shot out from the demon teeth, forming a dark barrier. The dark aura released by this barrier was so strong it was despair-inducing.
Ahead was the Eternal Dark Demon Palace, the residence of the Yan Emperor and the Yan Mo. The strength of its barrier was unimaginable. Even a late-stage Divine Lord would find it nearly impossible to break through in a short time.
"Oh?" Yan Wu turned her head, as if she had just remembered something, and said with a half-smile, "I almost forgot. Only those who cultivate the Yan Mo arts can enter the Eternal Dark Demon Palace; others will be blocked by the barrier."
"However, given that Young Master Yun can slay even the Fenyue God Emperor with a single sword, this mere barrier is probably not something you need me to open for you."
Her upturned brows and the curve of her lips were undisguised provocation, along with a faint hint of mockery.
Or perhaps it was revenge for being ignored earlier… After all, no one had ever dared to slight her, the Yaksha Yan Mo!
But Yun Che's face did not show the anger or gloom she expected. Not even a ripple moved across his eyes or brows.
He took a step forward, raised his hand, extended a finger casually, and lightly poked forward.
Pfft!
With a soft sound, Yun Che's finger directly pierced into the dark barrier, passing through it as if through rotten paper.
"!!!!"
At that instant, Yan Wu's pupils contracted sharply, as if a poisoned thorn had suddenly stabbed into them, shrinking to the size of a needle's eye.
The strongest Yan Mo, a Tenth-rank Divine Lord! In this world, there were very few things that could cause her even the slightest stir. Yet at this moment, she clearly felt both her heart and soul convulse simultaneously.
Crackle~~~~~
An extremely harsh, almost agonizing sound rang out. Centered on Yun Che's finger, countless cracks radiated across the dark barrier, and then it shattered with a boom.
Boom!!
This barrier, built by the combined efforts of powerful Yan Mo, contained a force vast enough to destroy heaven and earth. As it collapsed, the surrounding space crazily caved in amidst a rampaging dark vortex. The sound of darkness devouring space lasted for several breaths before finally fading away.
Amidst the prolonged dark storm, Yun Che remained spotless, not even a strand of his hair stirring.
As Yan Wu stood frozen in utter shock, Yun Che withdrew his finger casually, a faint sneer appearing on his face. "This is the protective barrier of your Yan Mo? Is it meant to keep out fleas?"
If it were a barrier of the same strength made with ordinary profound force, Yun Che would not have been able to break it so easily unless he used Void Ice Flame.
But a dark barrier… was a joke before him.
Yan Wu quickly wiped the stiffness from her face, her expression unchanged, and a faint smile tugged at her lips. "So I said, this barrier could never stop you."
She appeared calm and unruffled, but as she spoke, the slight curve of her smile at the corners of her lips trembled subtly.
No one understood the terrifying strength of this barrier better than Yan Wu, the foremost of the Yan Mo.
Not even she—nor her father, Yan Tianxiao—could break it in a short time.
And Yun Che… had merely poked it with his finger!?
Moreover, his finger and his entire body had barely emitted any noticeable profound aura fluctuation.
The shock, coldness, and pride in Yan Wu's heart had all been shattered by the scene before her, leaving behind only an unprecedented shock and awe that she had never experienced in her life.
Breaking the protective barrier of the Eternal Dark Demon Palace with a single finger—that was a power that should not exist.
Coupled with the rumor that he had killed the Fenyue God Emperor with one sword.
Could it be that he… truly possessed the power of a True God!?
And it seemed he could release it freely!
Faced with something that completely exceeded her cognition and acceptance, even she, the Yan Emperor's daughter and foremost Yan Mo, could no longer maintain her calm and pride.
Yun Che walked past her directly, heading straight for the massive palace ahead that exuded an overwhelming imperial might. The Yan Emperor Yan Tianxiao was within.
As he approached the Imperial Hall, eleven dark demon skulls were lined up horizontally—six on the left, five on the right—symbolizing the eleven types of Yan Mo power in the Yan Mo Realm.
As Yun Che drew near, the previously silent demon skulls all seemed to awaken, releasing eleven thick clouds of black light and emitting eerie, terrifying wails.
"This is the Yan Mo Wailing Array left by our ancestors," Yan Wu said from behind him, her voice flat. "Without the guidance of the Yan Mo, anyone who dares to trespass into the Imperial Hall will surely…"
Before she could finish, Yun Che had already stepped directly into the demon skull array.
"Aoo!!!"
The demonic wailing shook the heavens. All eleven demon skulls flashed with violent black light, their surging dark profound force like boiling black magma.
The power of the eleven demon skulls was regularly infused by the Yan Emperor and the ten Yan Mo. The might of the array was unimaginable. Even if a God Emperor rashly stepped in, once it activated, they would surely be injured.
Courting death… The two words had just flashed through Yan Wu's mind when her eyes suddenly widened.
Facing the eleven demon skulls, which were snarling fiercely and about to unleash their Yan Mo power simultaneously, Yun Che extended both arms and gently pushed his palms outward to each side.