# Chapter 1952: Emperor Arrives
The dark storm began to rage without fear, and the wills of the Dark Profound practitioners and their demon blood were completely ignited.
From the very beginning of her appearance, Chi Wuyue knew deeply that her chances of successfully persuading anyone were not even one in ten.
What she wanted was to stand with them.
Demon light flashed around Chi Wuyue as the Nine Demonesses surrounded her, like nine dark abyssal stars adorning the pitch-black Tai Chu Divine Realm.
"Mo Beichen, it seems that to consolidate the Shen Realm, the blood you have stained on your hands is far from enough. And we people are merely a tiny microcosm of the world's will to resist."
"When the so-called Abyss King arrives in the future, who knows if what he sees will be a smoke-filled world stained with blood that hasn't yet dried. Then, I wonder what kind of face your merciful and compassionate Abyss King will be wearing?"
"Heh, hahahaha."
Mo Beichen laughed. This time, he truly laughed out loud.
Just a simple laugh, yet it caused countless hearts to tremble violently, and their arms involuntarily covered their ears.
"What a wonderful monkey show." Mo Beichen raised his hands halfway, as if unable to resist applauding. "This ritual would truly be boring without you."
He turned around unhurriedly, releasing the aura of an Abyss Knight.
The simplest of movements, the most casual release of power, was a catastrophe of terrifying proportions for this world.
In an instant, the sky and earth sank heavily several times over, and the oppressing space began to tremble gently.
The entire world let out a faint wail.
The shuddering heavens and earth seemed to have already collapsed upon their bodies. Everyone present had their blood flow and breathing instantly cut off.
It was a terrible pressure that could easily shatter the convictions of living beings, causing every cell and every strand of power in a Divine Lord's body to feel as if crushed by ten thousand mountains.
Some fell to their knees on the spot, trembling as they knelt.
The blazing, surging dark storm was easily extinguished, and the dark bodies became stiff to varying degrees.
But the demonic flame in their eyes was not quenched in the slightest.
Chi Wuyue stood proudly in the sky, refusing to lower herself even half a point despite the heavy pressure like a collapsing sky. Instead, she lightly curled her lips into a smile that was half surprised, half mocking: "Mo Beichen, don't tell me... you're going to make a move yourself?"
Mo Beichen: "..."
"As an Abyss Knight who prides himself on nobility, beneath you is a pack of newly acquired loyal dogs. Now, facing us from a lower plane, people of this 'despicable world' not even worthy of your glance, you would actually act yourself?"
"Are you the master, or are they the master?"
The Demon Queen's voice was soft and lingering, like weeping and complaining, yet it pierced the soul: "Mo Beichen, do you want to be the first pioneer while also becoming the biggest laughingstock among the Abyss Knights?"
As an Abyss Knight, all living beings of this world were like ants to him. No words could stir the waves of his knightly soul.
The will of the Northern Domain that had moved the three regions just moments ago was nothing but a joke in his eyes.
But now, his aura clearly stagnated.
The glory of the Abyss Knight was a vital point that no Abyss Knight could afford to touch.
Below, seven thousand had chosen to submit, while the disobedient numbered less than a thousand.
With seven thousand kneeling at his feet, having to condescend to deal with a handful of mere Divine Lords and Divine Sovereigns... if this matter were embellished a little when the Abyss descends in the future, it would indeed defile his glory, even potentially become a laughingstock.
There was no lack of scheming and infighting among the Abyss Knights.
Mo Beichen's icy gaze slanted toward Chi Wuyue. He understood her purpose all too well, but... his aura suddenly receded.
"Well said." He spoke indifferently. "How could filthy demon blood be worthy of staining this lord's hands."
Even if it played right into her hands, even if the consequence was heavy casualties among those kneeling... but what were ten million deaths in this world compared to the importance of his knightly glory?
Qi Tianli was momentarily stunned, then his features tightened violently.
The faces of the profound practitioners from the Eastern Domain, Southern Domain, and Western Domain all changed drastically.
The Demon Queen was clearly already embracing the thought of death.
But before she died... she was clearly dragging them all to their graves!
The Demon Queen who had ruled them for all these years had suddenly become their enemy. The terrifying memories of her instantly awakened like countless demonic brands deeply etched into the depths of their souls.
And on the opposing side was more than just the Demon Queen.
The pinnacle of the world's profound way, beneath Emperor Yun, above all beings—the Ice Snow Divine Emperor Mu Xuanyin.
At half a jiazi of age, with one sword strike, she had slain six Zhou Tian Guardians—Cai Zhi.
The one bearing the Heaven's Calamity Demon blood, commanding the Fan Di God Realm, ready to turn the Fan kings against their lord at any moment—Qianye Ying'er...
And the Dark Profound practitioners who had already placed themselves at death's door!
When the Northern Domain invaded back then, how terrifying these fearless Dark Profound practitioners were brought back chills even now upon recollection.
Moreover, not everyone from the Three Divine Regions had expressed their will yet... perhaps not all were people who chose to submit.
For example, the Fan Di and Liu Guang of the Eastern Domain... for example, the Ten Directions Canglan Realm of the Southern Domain...
And on the Northern Domain's side, a bloodthirsty glare suddenly shot from the pupils of the Dark Profound practitioners.
A burial companion... what a beautiful notion at this moment!
The final curtain of Emperor Yun's era would be stained not only by their demon blood, but by more... the shattered limbs and remains of the apostates!
Qi Tianli turned around in panic: "V- Venerable Lord..."
As soon as he spoke, his voice came out as an exceptionally intense tremor, showing just how panicked and chaotic his heart had become.
But before he could finish his next words, a deep, sinking gaze shot down and sealed his voice in his throat.
"You don't mean to tell this lord that you are nothing but a bunch of useless cowards, do you?"
Qi Tianli's current fearful posture caused Mo Beichen's contempt to deepen, and whatever recognition he had for him was nearly erased.
Qi Tianli was instantly drenched in sweat. He stammered, "N- no, this old one would never have such a thought. It's just... just..."
The Demon Queen might be terrifying, but she was ultimately not as terrifying as Mo Beichen.
He gritted his teeth, forcing his senses to clear as he swiftly decided: "Venerable Lord, rest assured. Since we are willing to submit to the Abyss, we will naturally devote our hearts and strength to the Abyss."
"These disobedient ones are unworthy of the Venerable Lord's hand. We will offer our lives and the blood of the rebels as a blood pact of loyalty to the Abyss!"
With that, Qi Tianli stepped back and rose, then his figure flickered and appeared before Chi Wuyue.
Outside of Emperor Yun, no one in the Shen Realm had ever truly dared to look directly into the Demon Queen's demon eyes.
Now, Qi Tianli had no choice but to steel himself to face Chi Wuyue. His expression was solemn, but his eyes were clearly wandering.
"Demon Queen," even though he was trying his utmost to control himself, Qi Tianli's voice still overflowed with deep sorrow. "Driven by survival, we had no choice. If not compelled by necessity, no one in this world would wish to be your enemy."
Chi Wuyue lifted her head and gazed deeply at the oppressive yet pure sky.
Because from this moment onward, it would be dyed in a bloody hue of grief and valor... until the end of this life.
"Kneeling for survival is, of course, not a sin."
Chi Wuyue raised her arm lightly, her demon ribbon dancing around her body, imprinting demonic marks upon the void. "But betrayal... how dare you find peace!"
The Demon Queen's voice of fury caused even someone as strong as Qi Tianli to feel a burning pain in his soul.
The aura of the Tai Chu Divine Realm collapsed into utter chaos. Things having come to this point, even if the profound practitioners of the Three Divine Regions were filled with utmost sorrow, they had no choice but to steel themselves for a battle destined to be extremely brutal.
And the source of all this calamity—Mo Beichen—looked down from on high, as if enjoying a magnificent drama.
A tiger playing with a swarm of rats, no more, no less.
"Po Yun, you do not need to act." A strand of soul voice from Mo Beichen reached Huo Poyun. "Watch this game of the weak with this lord. It will be a fine show."
"If you don't want to experience such a pitiful fate, don't linger too long in the world of the weak."
A few simple words, a teaching posture, yet they showed his regard for Huo Poyun.
"Yes." Huo Poyun responded succinctly.
The fully released Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul had transformed Chi Wuyue's pupils into an endless demonic abyss that seemed capable of devouring everything. The demon light on her ribbon had also become as thick as galloping lightning.
By herself alone, she brought a heavy demonic pressure upon all the Divine Lords of the three domains.
Her aura drew upon the vital energy of all the Dark Profound practitioners. The moment her demon ribbon descended, the curtain of blood would be drawn.
Just then, the demon ribbon about to shoot forth suddenly halted, accompanied by a violent tremor in Chi Wuyue's demon eyes.
Mo Beichen also half-squinted his eyes at this moment.
The auras of Mu Xuanyin, Qianye Ying'er, and Cai Zhi, which were about to erupt, all came to a halt.
Qi Tianli, Cang Shitian, Huo Poyun... all their expressions shifted, their gazes drawn as if by the same power toward the distant east.
Time itself seemed to freeze at this instant.
Because what had suddenly appeared in the Tai Chu Divine Realm...
It was unmistakably the aura of Emperor Yun!
"Demon... Lord?"
Yan Wu, Fen Daoqi, and the others stood frozen, looking eastward in bewilderment.
The appearance of this aura did not stir the slightest excitement or exhilaration in their hearts—only a rapidly swelling terror.
To them, who feared not even death, there was no greater surprise... or rather, no greater bad news.
"..." Chi Wuyue turned her demon eyes and sighed softly.
Siiii—
A flash of crimson light, a soft hum.
Two figures standing side by side had already appeared at Chi Wuyue's side.
Yun Che and Shui Meiyin.
Yun Che wore plain clothes, his long hair loose. His body bore no wounds, and his eyes held no ripples. In his raised palm floated the Nanming Divine Pearl, with eighteen Nanming Divine Sources quietly flowing within.
Shui Meiyin pressed closely against him. The divine radiance of the Cosmic Thorn in her hand had become exceptionally faint, but it still stubbornly shimmered, ready to respond to any sudden change.
"Demon Lord..."
"Demon Lord!"
"Yun... Che?"
"Yun... Emperor..."
Various chaotic cries arose, and each person's eyes stirred with different ripples.
Only sixteen days had passed since Mo Beichen set foot in this world.
Seeing Yun Che again now, whether it was the profound practitioners of the Three Divine Regions or those of the Northern Domain, felt like a lifetime apart.
"..." Qi Tianli's gaze flickered, his mouth twitching. He could not speak, nor could he meet Yun Che's eyes.
Behind him, within Cang Shitian's pupils, it seemed as if a world had collapsed, erupting with wildly intense and strange rays of light.
And the first voice of "greeting" also came from his mouth.
"Heh, hahahaha... Greetings, Emperor Yun!"
He laughed loudly, his laughter carrying a twisted terror that was somehow inexplicable. "I almost thought that the Emperor Yun who once trod upon the four domains had become a broken-spirited turtle hiding in its shell!"
His voice was manic and piercing, screaming and mocking his former master whom he had once knelt to serve, with utter abandon.
Yun Che did not even glance at him. His gaze was fixed entirely upon Mo Beichen. His perception swept over the imprisoned Yun Wuxin, over the Demon Queen, over Yan Wu... until it reached every single person present.
The light of the Nanming Divine Pearl in his hand brightened and dimmed, as if at some dangerous threshold.
"Why did you come?"
In an instant, Qianye Ying'er was at Yun Che's side. Her cold hand grabbed his arm, her fingers gradually tightening.
Yun Che smiled faintly. "Did you really think I would obediently abandon all of you, cowering alone for the so-called hope?"
"It's also good to go find Sister together." Cai Zhi's reaction was much calmer. She smiled softly. "That way, none of us will be lonely..."
Mu Xuanyin's icy eyes dimmed slightly as she murmured, "If only you had awakened a little later..."
If he had woken up when everything was already over, he would more likely have hidden his hatred deep in his heart, doing his utmost to conceal himself, hoping for a future day of revenge.
But...
"What you have borne for me is already enough."
These words, he spoke to them, and also to the Northern Domain.
"Leave the rest to me."
"Demon Queen," Yun Che's voice dropped sharply. "Take everyone far away. As far as possible."
"Good."
Without any hesitation or unnecessary words, Chi Wuyue's gathered power instantly spread, carrying the Nine Demonesses as she fled at extreme speed: "Everyone, fall back!"
"But..." Yan Wu looked at Yun Che, endless worry in her eyes.
"The Demon Lord's command—do not defy!" The Nirvana Wheel Demon Voice directly suppressed all hesitating demon souls.
"...Yes!"
In an instant, the Northern Domain practitioners had already retreated far away.
Even Shui Meiyin was taken away from Yun Che's side.
Mo Beichen did not make a move. In his eyes, even if the lives of all those people were multiplied a hundred times, they could not compare to even a fraction of Yun Che's value.
The Evil God, the Demon Emperor, the Cosmic Thorn, the Heavenly Poison Pearl...
Since he offered himself up, there was no possible way he would escape today.
And the practitioners of the Three Divine Regions, who had not wanted a bloody battle in the first place, naturally had even less reason to stop him.
The Nanming Divine Pearl fell into Yun Che's palm. As his fingers curled, the Nanming Divine Radiance within began to churn violently, like panicked fish.
Gazing at Mo Beichen, Yun Che's dark pupils no longer held any trace of fear or turmoil.
"My name is Yun Che, Emperor of this world."
He spoke slowly, each word carrying the imperial might through the air. "Mo Beichen, for daring to trespass upon this Emperor's domain, you shall die without pardon!"
The majesty of Emperor Yun was supreme, and no one in this world dared to defy it.
But the one he faced now was an Abyss Knight. Such an imperial tone sounded utterly powerless in the ears of those present.
"Heh." Mo Beichen snorted a breath of disdain from his nose, his eyes half-lidded. His extended divine sense had already sealed off all possible escape routes around Yun Che. "By... you?"
As his voice fell, a flash of golden light flickered in his vision.
A full eighteen beams of golden divine radiance—all the Nanming Divine Sources present in the Nanming Divine Pearl—burst forth from the pearl, landing upon Yun Che's body.