Bai Wujue and Wang Liren's direct collision, after breaking through the barrier, spread into the mountain forest, and the surrounding mountain peaks were directly leveled by the turbulent spiritual energy!
Although Ye Ling's demonic energy was of a higher quality than Bai Wujue's spiritual energy, it was ultimately an external force for Wang Liren.
Wang Liren himself only had an eighth-grade cultivation. He had no way to control Ye Ling's power on his own. The fact that he could fight Bai Wujue now was entirely due to pure power suppression.
After resisting Bai Wujue for dozens of moves, Wang Liren's stamina began to fail, showing signs of defeat.
Bai Wujue gained the upper hand and laughed heartily, "Hahaha! Your Majesty, you're no match!"
With that, Bai Wujue's speed suddenly increased. He split into several illusions, and his soft sword cut through Wang Liren's wrist at an incredibly strange angle.
Wang Liren's giant axe flew out of his hand.
Bai Wujue pressed his advantage, kicking fiercely at Wang Liren's chest, sending him flying!
Bang!
Wang Liren crashed to the ground like a meteor, creating a large crater in the earth, filled with dust and smoke.
Bai Wujue stood in mid-air, looking down with a sinister grin. He licked his lips and mocked, "So-called Your Majesty, you're nothing more than this."
Wang Liren lay in the crater, most of his bones shattered, and the demonic energy that had been swirling around him gradually dissipated.
After his surge of power, Wang Liren had exhausted the strength Ye Ling had left him. At this point, he had depleted all his stamina and didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
The intense pain stimulated his nerves.
Wang Liren, in tattered clothes, lay in the crater, watching Bai Wujue descend from the sky. He couldn't help but mock himself, "I'm still too weak... Even with His Majesty's power, I can't protect anyone."
"I'm truly useless."
The surrounding Dragon Division experts, seeing Wang Liren's defeat, also had complex expressions, their eyes filled with infinite sadness.
At this moment, Wang Liren was their hope for escaping the demonic abyss. With Wang Liren's defeat, all those present who had participated in the resistance would surely meet a terrible end.
"It's all over..." A despairing Dragon Division expert knelt down, his face filled with a deathly pallor.
For a moment, an atmosphere of despair permeated the entire quarry.
Bai Wujue landed at the edge of the crater, looking at Wang Liren, who was unable to move, lying within. His eyes filled with even greater amusement.
He beckoned, and with spiritual energy, he gripped Wang Liren's neck, lifting him into the air. He laughed, "If you kneel and beg for mercy, I'll consider leaving you a complete corpse."
"Pah!" Wang Liren spat at Bai Wujue's face and said, "You wish!"
Bai Wujue wiped the saliva from his face, his eyes completely darkening. He said in a low voice, "Ye Ling, don't push your luck!"
"Your life is in my hands now. You'd better be sensible! Otherwise, after today, I'll flatten your Demonic Palace!"
"Ye Ling?"
Upon hearing Bai Wujue's words, Wang Liren finally realized that Bai Wujue had mistaken him for His Majesty. He couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Hahaha... So that's how it is!"
Bai Wujue asked darkly, "What are you laughing at?"
Wang Liren said, "I'm laughing at how stupid you are! With your shoddy skills, you think you can destroy the Demonic Palace?"
"Pah! Let me tell you, your daddy here is the weakest one in the Demonic Palace!"
Bai Wujue trembled violently.
Ye Ling was the weakest in the Demonic Palace? How was that possible?
At this moment, Bai Wujue began to doubt himself.
He had to know that the battle he had just experienced, while seemingly giving him the upper hand, had actually consumed more than half of his strength. He was now strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
If the Palace Master of the Demonic Palace was the weakest, then what kind of monsters were within the Demonic Palace?
However, Bai Wujue quickly recovered, believing that Wang Liren was bluffing. He sneered at Wang Liren, "Keep bragging. Even you, Ye Ling, are no match for me. Who in your Demonic Palace could withstand even one of my moves?"
Wang Liren laughed, "Ignorant fool, who said I am His Majesty?"
Bai Wujue's heart skipped a beat and he said, "You're not Ye Ling?"
Wang Liren replied, "I'm just a errand boy for His Majesty. You have to go all out just to deal with me, and you dare to claim you can contend with His Majesty?"
Hearing Wang Liren's words, Bai Wujue's pupils contracted, and he instinctively said, "This is impossible! How can you be just an errand boy?"
As one of the Twelve Pillars of the Shadow Hall, a dignified saint, how could he be evenly matched with an errand boy?
Bai Wujue could not accept this fact and shook his head repeatedly, "Impossible, you are definitely not an errand boy, you must be lying to me! You want to destroy my Dao heart!"
"Haha! I understand now, you just want to disgust me before you die! I won't give you this chance!"
Bai Wujue laughed somewhat hysterically and quickly gripped his sword, thrusting it towards Wang Liren, "I'll kill you first!"
Clang!
Just as Bai Wujue's soft sword was about to pierce Wang Liren's throat, a stone flew from a distance, deflecting Bai Wujue's sword and even scattering the spiritual energy that bound Wang Liren!
Wang Liren fell back into the pit.
"Who?"
Bai Wujue shouted sharply and looked in the direction from which the stone had come. He saw Ye Ling, Tian Ling, and Li Wuxin standing not far away.
Seeing Tian Ling appear, Bai Wujue's expression changed again, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Young Hall Master?"
Tian Ling glanced at the chaotic quarry and asked Bai Wujue indignantly, "What is going on here? When you said you wanted to build a castle, you didn't tell me it would be like this!"
Bai Wujue quickly scanned Ye Ling and Li Wuxin. He found that one had no spiritual energy at all and was an ordinary person, while the other was merely a Red Dust Immortal. He breathed a slight sigh of relief and said to Tian Ling, "Young Hall Master, let me explain. These people insisted on causing trouble, and I was merely suppressing them!"
"The superiors are pressing for the construction schedule. This castle must be completed as soon as possible!"
Tian Ling cursed, "I don't believe you! You won't trick me again!"
Being yelled at by Tian Ling, Bai Wujue's expression became somewhat unpleasant, and a shadow of gloom flashed through his mind. He said with a somber face, "Young Hall Master, the Hall Master has given me full responsibility for matters here. If you interfere here and it reaches the Hall Master's ears, it will not have a good impact."
Tian Ling: "You!"
Being retorted by Bai Wujue, Tian Ling found it difficult to speak. She had sneaked out in the first place. If Bai Wujue said a few more words, she would be caught and taken back!
She hadn't had enough fun yet, so how could she bear to leave Ye Ling's side?
Seeing Tian Ling pouting and unable to speak, Ye Ling smiled and patted her head, saying, "You step back. This is a matter of my Demonic Palace."
"Demonic Palace?" Bai Wujue raised an eyebrow, disdainfully scanning Ye Ling, and asked, "Who are you in the Demonic Palace?"
Ye Ling narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Ye Ling."
Ye Ling?
The smile on Bai Wujue's face instantly froze.